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

Chapter 58 One punch sends the useless tiger flying, I am the Holy Son, remember that!

As Ye Xuan took out the papal decree that symbolized his identity, almost everyone present, except for Tang San, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar (the three country bumpkins who didn't recognize it), showed an expression of utter disbelief.

Almost everyone else looked like they'd seen a ghost.

"A...a papal decree! You actually possess a papal decree! Just who are you?!"

When Yu Xiaogang saw Ye Xuan take out the Papal Decree, he felt his brain freeze.

He also had a papal decree, but it wasn't his own; it was given to him by Haotian Douluo Tang Hao.

Hearing Yu Xiaogang's shouting, Ye Xuan's brows furrowed with impatience.

Dai Mubai immediately wilted after recognizing the token.

As the third prince of the Star Luo Empire, he was all too aware of the value of the papal decree.

Because there are only six of these tokens in the entire continent.

"Oh? Since you recognized the papal decree, why don't you kneel?"

Ye Xuan looked at Yu Xiaogang with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

But in the next second, the anger in Yu Xiaogang's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a cold arrogance and aloofness, and his chest even puffed out a bit.

"Heh, even if the Pope himself were here, let alone a papal decree, I would never kneel!"

As he said this, Yu Xiaogang's lips curled up almost imperceptibly, showing that he seemed quite pleased with his sophisticated demeanor.

Although Tang San, who was standing not far away, was not entirely clear about what the Pope's decree actually represented, he knew that his teacher's performance at this moment was simply extraordinary.

"Hehe, Yu Xiaogang, you are nothing more than the disgraced young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. The title of Grandmaster that you proclaimed yourself was obtained by plagiarizing and organizing some materials from the Spirit Hall's archives."

"See, am I right? Master Yu Xiaogang with a half-level innate farting pig martial soul?"

A faint smile appeared on Ye Xuan's lips.

But in Yu Xiaogang's eyes, his smile appeared particularly sinister and vicious.

"You...you, you're slandering me!"

Yu Xiaogang's face flushed red. He wanted to explain, but found that he couldn't bring himself to speak.

"Whether you're spouting nonsense or not, you know best in your heart. Your so-called invincible theory can only fool young children who haven't received proper martial spirit theory education."

"After all, when you published this theory at the Spirit Hall, your father, Yu Luomian, went to great lengths to ensure that your theory was selected as number one, so as to prevent you from being sad."

As Ye Xuan finished speaking, Flander and the others looked at Yu Xiaogang with some doubt in their eyes, as if they were trying to verify whether the matter was true.

"Who...who are you? This all happened more than twenty years ago, how could you..."

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"You want to ask me how I know so much, right? It's very simple. As long as you can become the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, you will have the right to view things from thirty years ago, or even a hundred years ago."

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong immediately ran to Ye Xuan's side in a few quick steps.

The look in his eyes as he looked at Tang San carried a hint of disdain.

"Tang San, sometimes you can't defy fate. You think you have great talent, having cultivated to level 30 Soul Master at the age of twelve, making you the so-called chosen one of heaven."

"But what if I told you that your brother Ye Xuan, who is the same age as you, broke through to level 30 Soul Master more than two years ago?"

"Unsurprisingly, Brother Ye Xuan is now a high-level Soul Master. Your so-called pride is completely insignificant in front of him."

Ning Rongrong's words were truly piercing.

At this moment, not only Tang San, but also Yu Xiaogang's face was extremely ferocious.

"You're from the Spirit Hall?! And the newly appointed Holy Son of the Spirit Hall three years ago!"

Hearing Yu Xiaogang's jealous voice, Ye Xuan looked down at him as if he were a fool.

"Otherwise, if my status wasn't strong enough, do you think Uncle Ning would let me spend time with Rongrong?"

At this point, Ye Xuan looked at Tang San and the others.

"To be honest, you are really lucky. After all, if it weren't for Uncle Ning wanting to send Rongrong here for training, it would have been almost impossible for you to even meet Rongrong, let alone get to know her."

Ye Xuan recalled the humiliation Ning Rongrong suffered in Shrek Academy in the original novel, and felt that the plot was really too outrageous and stupid.

The main characters seem incredibly powerful: the Third Prince of Xingluo, a successor of the Haotian Sect, and the only food-type soul master on the continent with innate full soul power.

He calls himself a prince? He abandoned his fiancée and ran away on his own. Under Shrek's protection, he spent his days indulging in debauchery.

A descendant of the Haotian Sect? If his identity is exposed, he'll be hunted down the very next day.

A sausage with innate full soul power? Aside from frequenting brothels, he enjoys fantasizing.

Without the support of the immortal herbs, let alone becoming gods, it's questionable whether they could even become titled Douluo.

As Ye Xuan finished speaking, he looked up at Zhao Wuji.

Upon hearing his words, the faces of the students present darkened.

Tang San, in particular, felt as if his face was being slapped repeatedly.

However, Ye Xuan ignored them and looked directly at Flander.

"Flander, I believe that with the threat of Sword Douluo, you will not and dare not let Rongrong suffer. The purpose of my taking out the Pope's decree is actually very simple: I just hope that you can treat Zhuqing and Rongrong equally."

"It's her choice to stay here with Rongrong, but I don't want her to suffer here. You should understand what I mean, right?"

Upon hearing Ye Xuan's words, Flander's expression became extremely complicated.

"Don't worry, even if you didn't tell me, I would never let them get hurt."

Before Flander could finish speaking, Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing's fiancé, finally couldn't hold back any longer.

If he doesn't step up now, his fiancée will really be stolen away!

"You bastard, I'll tear you apart!"

Dai Mubai charged toward Ye Xuan with a face full of anger, startling Ma Hongjun and Oscar who were standing next to him.

It was obvious that the two of them hadn't realized yet that Dai Mubai was the third prince of the Star Luo Empire that Ye Xuan had mentioned.

"boom!"

Dai Mubai condensed a shimmering white soul energy in his hand and threw a punch straight at Ye Xuan, accompanied by a whistling sound.

When Flanders saw this, he knew something was wrong.

Just as he was about to stop him, he saw Dai Mubai already close to Ye Xuan.

"Bang!!"

There was no injury as I had imagined, nor was there the expected entanglement.

Ye Xuan merely raised his palm seemingly casually, and as a result, he steadily caught Dai Mubai's punch, which had been accumulating power for a long time.

He didn't let go, but instead kept clenching Dai Mubai's fist.

"Click click...."

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"Click click click..."

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A teeth-grinding sound kept echoing in the quiet courtyard.