Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spirit Ball, Come Out, Haki Dance!

Chapter 130 Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament, Finals (1)

As she spoke, she turned to leave, her steps frantic.

The Pope, who was usually dignified, aloof, and decisive, now resembled a child who had done something wrong, wanting only to escape this incredibly embarrassing place as quickly as possible.

"Teacher, wait a minute." Ye Xuan quickly called out to her.

Bibi Dong paused, but didn't turn around. She simply kept her back to them, her voice still somewhat unnatural: "Is there anything else?"

"Since you're here, why don't you sit down and have a cup of tea before you leave?"

Ye Xuan's voice quickly returned to calm, showing more composure than embarrassment.

So what if he watched it? He's not losing anything.

He and Hu Liena were mutually in love, and it was not a illicit affair, so there was no need to hide it.

Bibi Dong was still his teacher; a glance from her wouldn't cost him a thing.

Hu Liena also peeked out from Ye Xuan's arms, her blush still fresh, but she mustered up her courage and spoke.

"Yes, teacher. Since you've come all this way, please stay and sit for a while."

Bibi Dong remained silent for a moment, and the embarrassment in her heart gradually faded.

She took a deep breath, slowly turned around, and her face regained some composure, though her eyes still looked somewhat unnatural: "Fine."

Ye Xuan quickly pulled Hu Liena to her feet and tidied her clothes.

Hu Liena blushed and ran behind the screen to change into a clean dress, while Ye Xuan went to the table next to him and made Bibi Dong a cup of tea.

Inside the cabin, the atmosphere remained subtly awkward.

Bibi Dong held her teacup, taking small sips, but she had no interest in tasting it.

Looking at her two disciples, a handsome young man and a beautiful young woman, her agitation subsided considerably, replaced by a complex mix of emotions.

Ye Xuan noticed Bibi Dong's discomfort and took the initiative to break the silence.

"Teacher, has someone upset you?"

Upon hearing Ye Xuan's words, Bibi Dong's eyes instantly turned cold, and she nodded.

"Yeah, I just saw a good-for-nothing, but I've already kicked him out."

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"That's good." Ye Xuan smiled.

Bibi Dong looked at Ye Xuan, a hint of approval flashing in her eyes.

This disciple is not only exceptionally talented, but also extremely insightful, always able to speak to her heart.

Hu Liena echoed this.

"Yes, teacher, from now on, my junior brother and I will be there for you. If you have anything that makes you unhappy, just tell us."

Seeing the concerned looks in her two disciples' eyes, Bibi Dong felt a surge of warmth in her heart.

Yes, she has such an excellent disciple and the entire Spirit Hall, why should she hold a grudge over a good-for-nothing?

The knot in her heart gradually dissipated, and Bibi Dong felt much more at ease.

She put down her teacup, a rare smile appearing on her face.

"Okay, with you all by my side from now on, I won't have to think about those worries anymore."

The central arena of Wuhun City was packed to capacity, and the shouts of 100,000 spectators made the arena tremble slightly.

The Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament has finally reached its final stage, with the top teams from the Heaven Dou and Star Luo Empires gathering here.

Ye Xuan put his arm around Hu Liena's slender waist and sat in the front row of the VIP section, his fingertips casually tracing the smooth back of her hand.

Hu Liena nestled against his shoulder, her fiery red eyes filled with infatuation. Every now and then, she would lift her head and plant a light kiss on his cheek, drawing the attention of the onlookers, but no one dared to say a word.

"Junior brother, look, that white tiger is almost beaten into a dog."

Hu Liena pointed to the ring, her tone somewhat mocking.

Ye Xuan looked up and saw that on the arena, the Blue Tyrant Academy team was being suppressed by the Star Luo Royal team and could hardly breathe.

Dai Mubai was covered in injuries, and the light of his White Tiger Martial Soul was dim. On the other hand, Davis was full of vigor.

The four purple soul rings swirled, each attack carrying the force of thunder.

"After all, he hasn't eaten any immortal herbs and has been indulging himself for years. How could he possibly defeat Davis?" Ye Xuan chuckled, his gaze falling on Tang San.

He stood at the back of the group, his face pale but his eyes sharp, clearly looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

The morale of Blue Tyrant Academy was at its lowest point. The shadow of Xuan Ye's "death" still loomed over everyone's hearts. Meng Yiran stood beside Tang San with an empty look in her eyes, and even the support seemed absent-minded.

This was exactly the effect Ye Xuan wanted.

He could clearly feel the grief in Meng Yiran's heart. The white moonlight named "Xuan Ye" had already left an indelible mark on her heart.

Tang San tried to get close to her several times, but she instinctively avoided him each time, and the atmosphere between them was as cold as ice.

"Drink it!" Davis roared.

The fourth soul skill was activated, and hundreds of white light waves slashed towards Dai Mubai like sharp blades.

Dai Mubai used all his strength to unleash his soul skill to defend, but he was still blasted away by the light wave and crashed heavily onto the arena, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Mu Bai!" Tang San exclaimed, finally moving.

His soul power surged, and the black Clear Sky Hammer suddenly appeared in his hand. Although it had no soul rings, it exuded a pressure that made everyone in the room breathe.

"That's—the Haotian Hammer!" A thunderous exclamation erupted from the audience, and even the members of the Star Luo Royal Team showed expressions of fear.

Davis's expression changed: "It's just a martial soul without any spirit rings, yet it dares to be so presumptuous!"

He leaped into the air, his tiger claws reaching out to grab Tang San.

Tang San's eyes narrowed, and he poured all his soul power into the Clear Sky Hammer, whipping his wrist wildly: "Chaotic Cloak!"

One hammer blow, two hammer blows, three hammer blows!

The black hammer shadow grew faster and heavier, each swing accompanied by a deafening roar as it tore through the air.

Davis's attack was instantly thwarted, and he looked at the barrage of hammers, his eyes filled with despair.

"Shatter!" Tang San roared, and the seventh hammer fell with a bang. The Clear Sky Hammer, carrying the power to destroy the world, smashed fiercely towards Davis.

"Pfft—" Davis was completely unable to resist and was hit head-on by the hammer shadow. His body flew backward like a kite with a broken string and crashed heavily into the protective barrier at the edge of the arena, losing consciousness.

Seeing this, the other members of the Star Luo Royal Team were so frightened that they all admitted defeat.

The referee raised his arm: "Blue Tyrant Academy Team, winner!"

The arena erupted in cheers, with the Blue Tyrant Academy team members jumping for joy. Only Meng Yiran remained expressionless, glancing at Tang San with a complicated look before turning and walking off the stage.

Tang San watched her retreating figure, a sharp pain piercing his heart.

Ye Xuan smirked and whispered in Hu Liena's ear, "Senior sister, look, this is Tang San, the son of that old dog Tang Hao. He probably doesn't even know he's already a fish on the chopping block."

Hu Liena giggled, reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, and kissed him on the lips.

Their intimate behavior, oblivious to others, evoked either envy or jealousy in onlookers.

On the other side of the VIP section, Huo Wu's pretty face was tense as she stared intently at Ye Xuan's back.

She came to watch the competition, but the intimacy between the man and woman stung her eyes.