Douluo Continent: Reborn as Qin Ming, starting by joining the Spirit Hall

Chapter 82 Final Ranking

The following day, in a canyon outside Wuhun City.

Because Qin Ming damaged the arena, the subsequent match location was temporarily changed to outside the city.

Countless people arrived here early in the morning, trying to secure a spot with a good view so they could watch the following matches.

At this moment, Huyan Zhuo, whose whole body was wrapped in bandages like a mummy, and his father, Huyan Zhen, the sect leader of the Elephant Armor Sect, also arrived here.

Accompanied by the other disciples of the Elephant Armor Sect, Hu Yanzhuo and his companion found an open space to sit down.

After taking his seat, looking at the sea of ​​people around him, Huyan Zhuo couldn't help but sigh.

"Dad, even now when I think about it, it still feels unreal. Qin Ming actually defeated me with a single palm strike."

And there were so many people watching at the time, I was completely humiliated..."

Upon hearing this, Hu Yanzhen stroked his chin and added.

"That's not all!"

His Highness Qin Ming's palm strike not only seriously injured you.

They even shattered the arena that could withstand the Soul Emperor's attacks.

Judging from this destructive power, I feel that even if you reached the Soul Emperor realm, you probably wouldn't be a match for Prince Qin Ming.

Upon hearing this, Huyan Zhuo's face darkened.

"Dad, give me some face! There are other people around."

"To save face for you?"

Hu Yanzhen gave a soft snort.

"I told you back then that you were no match for His Highness Qin Ming, and I told you to admit defeat."

You insisted on fighting His Highness, and now you realize how shameful that was?"

Hearing Huyan Zhen say this, Huyan Zhuo muttered to himself.

"What do you mean you knew back then that I was no match for Qin Ming?"

You don't have that kind of foresight.

It's obvious you're inclined to side with the Spirit Hall, yet you asked me to go easy on Qin Ming so you could curry favor with them...

We haven't even discussed the matter of seeking refuge yet, and you're already calling me "Your Highness"...

"Waaah—"

Before Huyan Zhuo could finish speaking, Huyan Zhen shoved a piece of dried meat into his mouth in annoyance.

"Shut up."

After being interrupted by Huyan Zhen, Huyan Zhuo stopped talking and just silently munched on the jerky in his mouth.

Just then, a cheer erupted from the crowd in the distance.

Upon seeing this, Huyan Zhen stood up and said.

"Hey kid, look over there, it looks like His Highness Qin Ming is coming."

Huyan Zhuo looked up.

At this moment, Qin Ming and the other contestants were already following behind the Spirit Hall deacon, walking towards the center of the arena...

The entire arena erupted in cheers as Qin Ming walked by.

Douluo Continent is a world that reveres martial prowess, and Qin Ming's performance yesterday has already won over this group of young and passionate Soul Masters.

"Qin Ming! It's Qin Ming!"

Countless young Soul Masters cheered.

"His Highness Qin Ming is too strong!"

"His Highness Qin Ming pinned Hu Yanzhuo down and humiliated him! His Highness Qin Ming is the strongest Soul Master in history!"

Upon hearing this, Huyan Zhuo became somewhat withdrawn.

He knew in his heart that the news of Qin Ming defeating him with a single palm strike and destroying the entire arena would soon spread throughout the mainland.

As a recordable achievement on Qin Ming's path to becoming a titled official, he will be firmly nailed to the pillar of shame.

Upon seeing Huyan Zhuo's expression, Huyan Zhen offered words of comfort.

"Don't overthink it, kid. His Highness Qin Ming will definitely become the youngest Title Douluo in history!"

His future achievements are beyond our imagination.

Who knows, in the future, you might even feel proud of this victory.

As he spoke, Huyan Zhen patted Huyan Zhuo on the shoulder.

"hiss--

Dad, you're pressing on my wound!

Upon hearing Huyan Zhuo's words, Huyan Zhen coughed lightly and withdrew his hand behind his back.

He turned around, stood with his hands behind his back, and stopped looking at his son's expression.

Upon seeing this, Hu Yanzhuo's lips twitched, but after Hu Yanzhen's words, he had already adjusted his mindset.

After a self-deprecating laugh, Hu Yanzhuo looked at Qin Ming in the arena.

At this moment, the four finalists of this genius battle have all gathered in the arena.

Apart from Qin Ming, the other three all came from the Haotian Sect.

Two of them are core disciples of the Haotian Sect, and the other is Bai Yu from the Min Clan.

Looking at the people in the arena.

Hu Yanzhu muttered to himself.

"Those guys from the Haotian Sect all have higher soul power levels than me. If they all lose to Qin Ming..."

The battle I lost before wasn't so glaring anymore.

Ideally, Qin Ming would also use that palm strike today to cripple the people from the Haotian Sect…”

Just as Huyan Zhuo was lost in thought, the situation on the field changed once again.

Bai Yu stepped forward and spoke to Salas.

"Bishop Salas, I have chosen to withdraw from the competition."

Consider today's match a loss on my part.

Just as Bai Yu finished speaking, two other disciples from the Haotian Sect stepped forward.

As if by prior arrangement, they repeated what Bai Yu had just said...

Seeing this, the spectators who had come out early to reserve their spots and arrived at the stadium ahead of time were furious.

"Before the battle even begins, the Soul King takes the initiative to admit defeat to the Soul Sect?"

"Why do you still call yourselves the Haotian Sect? You might as well change your name to the Rat Sect!"

"The number one sect in the world? What utter nonsense!"

Listening to the noise around him, Hu Yanzhuo felt like he was about to shatter again.

"How could you do this! You can't play games like this..."

At this moment, in the center of the field.

Qin Ming looked at the Haotian Sect disciples who had admitted defeat with a calm expression.

Qin Ming had anticipated this situation after his last move.

Upon seeing this, Salas stepped forward.

After glancing at Bai Yu and the other two, Salas said softly.

"Since you have all chosen to withdraw from the competition, then His Highness Qin Ming will become the champion of this Genius Battle."

This time, the three of you will be removed from the list of prodigies established by my Spirit Hall.

"Then Hu Yanzhuo, Yu Wenxuan, and others will take your places and rank among the top five on the Prodigy Ranking!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Yu said with a somewhat displeased expression.

"On what grounds?"

"Just because I am the Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall, and just because this list was released by the Spirit Hall."

After glancing at Bai Yu and the other two, Salas continued.

"Your decision to withdraw from the competition will also be announced when the rankings are released."

If there's a strong public reaction, our Spirit Hall might just add your three names back...

"you!"

Looking at Salas in front of them, Bai Yu and the others dared not speak out against their anger.

Upon seeing this, Salas snorted coldly.

He then ignored Bai Yu and the others.

Salas walked up to Qin Ming and announced loudly.

"At this moment, the Youth Soul Master Competition for those under 30 years old came to an end, with Qin Ming of the Spirit Hall winning the championship."

After Salas's voice rang out.

Cheers erupted in the valley once again.

"Qin Ming!"

"Qin Ming!"

Many young Soul Masters shouted this name, and their voices gradually merged into one.

The sound echoed throughout the entire canyon.

It took a long while for everyone's emotions to calm down.

Just as everyone was about to leave, Qian Xunji unleashed his martial spirit and ascended into the air.

The warm golden light spread out in all directions.

"Please proceed with caution."

I hereby declare this in my capacity as Pope of the Spirit Hall.

With this battle of geniuses concluded, the battle to re-rank the seven great sects of the world has officially begun.

As he spoke, Qian Xunji looked at Tang Xu, Yu Yuanzhen, and the others in the crowd.

"Those sect leaders who are eager to vie for a place among the seven major sects, please step forward..."

(End of this chapter)