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

Chapter 140 Show Yourself, My Darling Ah Yin!

He never imagined that Ye Xuan would be so arrogant and unscrupulous! He would actually make such intimate gestures in front of him!

This is not just an insult, but a trampling on his dignity!

"Ye Xuan...you..." Tang San pointed at Ye Xuan, his voice hoarse like a broken gong, his whole body trembling violently, but he could no longer utter a complete sentence.

Seeing Tang San coughing up blood, Ye Xuan's smile deepened. He hugged Xiao Wu tightly and mouthed something to Tang San. Although no sound came out, Tang San understood.

Those were the words "waste".

Afterwards, Ye Xuan ignored Tang San, put his arm around Xiao Wu, turned around and walked into the door of the lovers' hotel, leaving Tang San alone on the spot, as if all his strength had been drained away.

An ambiguous atmosphere quickly spread throughout the hotel room.

Ye Xuan gently placed Xiao Wu on the soft bed, leaned down to look at her flushed cheeks, his eyes full of doting affection.

"Brother Ye Xuan..." Xiao Wu breathed slightly, looking at Ye Xuan with hazy eyes, and took the initiative to reach out and hug his neck.

Ye Xuan lowered his head and kissed her soft lips, their movements tender and intimate.

Xiao Wu responded enthusiastically, her body trembling slightly, her cheeks growing increasingly red.

Outside the hotel, Tang San slumped on the cold ground, staring at the tightly closed hotel door, blood continuously spilling from the corner of his mouth.

His eyes were empty and crazed, and the hatred in his heart grew wildly like weeds.

"Ye Xuan... Xiao Wu..." he murmured to himself, his voice filled with endless madness.

"I'm going to kill you all! I'm determined to kill you all!"

He struggled to stand up, but his body was too weak, and he fell to the ground again.

The excruciating pain in his chest almost suffocated him, yet he felt no pain whatsoever; all he felt was a burning, bone-deep hatred.

He knew he had lost completely.

A crushing defeat.

Ye Xuan not only stole his luck and his lover, but also completely destroyed his dignity.

Tang San slowly closed his eyes, with only one thought remaining in his mind.

revenge!

Even if it means mutual destruction, he'll drag Ye Xuan down to hell with him!

The final match of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament was held in the safest location, the Spirit Hall.

This match wasn't the focus of everyone's attention; it was a celebration exclusively for the upper echelons of the Martial Soul world.

Spirit Hall Academy Team VS Blue Tyrant Academy Team!

On both sides of the ring, the team members stood in a row.

On the Spirit Hall side, Ye Xuan wore a gilded holy son robe, with black hair and a jade crown. His posture was as upright as a pine tree, and a faint smile played on his lips. The fluctuations of his soul power were steady and powerful, clearly the aura of a level 59 Soul King.

Hu Liena, Yan, and Xie Yue stood beside him. All three were Soul King level warriors. Hu Liena's soul power had recently broken through to the Soul Emperor level. After absorbing a 50,000-year-level soul ring, her strength had broken through to the level 63 Soul Emperor.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere on the Blue Tyrant Academy team's side was extremely tense.

Tang San stood at the very front, his face as pale as paper, his eyes bloodshot, and a crazy and gloomy aura surrounding him.

Having experienced betrayal and abandonment, witnessed Ye Xuan and Xiao Wu's intimacy, and been publicly humiliated to the point of vomiting blood, he was no longer the composed man he once was. All that remained in his heart was a burning, bone-deep hatred and a desperate, all-or-nothing resolve.

Although Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and the others were also full of fighting spirit, their eyes held a complex look as they looked at Tang San, revealing the obvious rift within the team.

"The match begins!" The referee raised his arm and gave the order.

"Kill!" Tang San erupted almost instantly, his Blue Silver Grass swarming towards Ye Xuan and the others like wildly growing vines, accompanied by a sharp whooshing sound. He held nothing back, activating his first soul skill "Entanglement" and second soul skill "Parasitism" simultaneously.

The Blue Silver Grass was also covered in potent poison, clearly indicating an intention to finish the battle quickly and decisively.

Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and the others launched their attacks simultaneously. White Tiger Splitting Light Wave, Phoenix Fire Line—various soul skills intertwined, forming a powerful offensive that crushed the Spirit Hall team. They knew this was their last chance; they had to fight with all their might, no matter what.

Despite the all-out attack from Blue Tyrant Academy, Ye Xuan maintained a calm smile, showing no sign of panic.

"Yan, Xieyue, defend on the left flank. Lena, contain on the right flank." He issued the orders calmly, his voice not loud, but clearly carrying throughout the entire arena.

"Yes!" the three responded in unison and quickly began their operation.

Yan was engulfed in raging flames, and his third soul skill instantly took shape. The scorching flames formed a solid barrier, firmly blocking the White Tiger Rift Light Wave and the Phoenix Fire Line.

Holding the Moon Blade, Xie Yue flashed through the Blue Silver Grass like a ghost, slashing the blade and cutting down all the Blue Silver Grass that entangled him.

Upon seeing this, a hint of anxiety flashed in Tang San's eyes.

He hadn't expected the Spirit Hall team to have such excellent teamwork and such a solid defense.

He gritted his teeth, and his soul power surged into the Haotian Hammer. A black hammer shadow instantly appeared and smashed fiercely towards Ye Xuan.

"Is that all you've got?" Ye Xuan chuckled, his eyes suddenly sharpening.

He slowly raised his right hand, and his soul power began to fluctuate violently.

Tang San's pupils also contracted suddenly, and a strong sense of unease surged in his heart.

"Third Soul Skill, Blue Silver Tree of Life Possession!" Ye Xuan shouted softly, and his third soul ring shone brightly.

In an instant, a powerful life force erupted from Ye Xuan's body, and blue soul power spread out like a tide, covering the entire arena.

Ye Xuan was surrounded by countless crystal-clear Blue Silver Grasses. These Blue Silver Grasses were completely different from Tang San's Blue Silver Grasses, exuding a noble and holy aura, and their leaves shimmered with a faint silver light.

At the same time, Ye Xuan's aura surged again. Although he was still a level 59 Soul King, the pressure emanating from him was comparable to that of a Soul Emperor, or even stronger!

"This is... Blue Silver Emperor?!" Tang San's heart clenched, a strange sense of familiarity and excitement welling up inside him.

Just then, Ye Xuan spoke again, his voice carrying a hint of authority.

"Contract Summoning, 100,000-Year-Old Blue Silver Tree of Life, Ah Yin!"

As he finished speaking, the third soul ring shone brightly once more, and blue soul power condensed in front of him, transforming into a slender figure.

It was a woman dressed in a long blue dress, with long hair like a waterfall, skin as white as snow, and a gentle and holy look in her eyes. She was surrounded by a rich life force, and she was clearly the transformed form of the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor!

The moment Tang San saw that figure, he trembled violently, his pupils dilated to the extreme, and his eyes instantly turned red.

"Mom...Mom?!" he screamed inwardly, his voice filled with disbelief, shock, ecstasy, and a deep pain.

Images from Cheng Shen's memories flooded his mind like a tidal wave. In his memories, his mother, A Yin, looked just like this—gentle,

Beautiful and sacred.

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