Douluo Continent: I just left the dragon's lair, and they want me to marry Bibi Dong.

Chapter 31 Tang Chen leads a group to challenge Tang Hao; the twin 100,000-year soul rings shock Tang Hao.

Ye Guyue paused for a moment. At this time, it should be because Tang Hao and Tang Xiao were going to challenge them.

"If the Haotian Sect comes, they should be bringing Tang Hao to challenge me." Ye Guyue nodded slightly. Apart from Tang Hao, although Tang Xiao is Tang Hao's older brother, his talent is far inferior to Tang Hao's.

Coming to challenge myself now is a good opportunity to test my abilities.

"Bone Moon, you guessed right, it's Tang Hao. Tang Hao is now a Soul Douluo, and I reckon that old guy Tang Chen will come over and show off. But what he doesn't know is that you, Bone Moon, are already a Soul Douluo too."

Qian Daoliu knew Tang Chen well; that old guy loved to show off.

This time, it's Qian Daoliu's turn to show off.

Guangling Douluo stepped forward, placed his hand on Ye Guyue's shoulder, and said with a doting expression, "Little Yueyue, beating Tang Hao is a piece of cake. After we're done, remember to have a drink with your grandpa Guangling. Ever since I took care of you for a year, your grandpa Guangling has been really lonely."

It's so lonely. All the other worshippers are busy, and there's not even anyone to drink with.

Ye Guyue couldn't help but chuckle: "Grandpa Guangling, I understand. All the other grandpas taught me cultivation, but you've taught me to drink the most."

Each of the seven enshrined figures has their own unique characteristics, and Guangling Douluo loves to drink, so he took him to taste many fine wines from across the continent.

Guangling Douluo rubbed Ye Guyue's head and chuckled, "Haha, only you would dare to say that about your grandpa."

Just then, three auras came from above the offering hall.

The seven worshippers in the offering hall all became serious.

"Brother Qian, I've brought men. Aren't you coming out?"

Tang Chen's voice was strong and resonant, echoing throughout the hall.

With the Thousand Paths Martial Soul possessing him, he was the first to transform into a ball of golden light and fly out.

In no time, he arrived in front of Tang Chen.

A thousand golden pupils stared at Tang Chen's confident smile as he said calmly, "Brother Tang, how have you been? You must be planning to send your grandson this time, right?"

Tang Chen laughed and said, "That's right, my Hao'er has broken through to the Soul Douluo level, and now he just wants to fight your Holy Son."

"Aren't you ashamed? You know perfectly well that the Holy Son and Holy Daughter have only been married for a short time." Qian Daoliu sneered.

Tang Chen shrugged: "There's nothing we can do. Hao'er insisted on coming, saying he wanted to challenge the Holy Son. We, as his elders, can't do anything about it."

Challenging the Holy Son, if he can defeat him, will surely make Hao'er famous.

Ye Guyue's reputation has been circulating in Douluo Continent for a long time.

"What else is there to say? Let's go, Bone Moon has been waiting for a long time."

As Qian Daoliu spoke, he led the three of them to the trial grounds in front of the offering hall.

Upon landing in the trial grounds, one sees white jade paving the ground, shimmering with light and color.

The other six worshippers also arrived.

Tang Hao's pupils contracted when he saw Ye Guyue.

The other person, dressed in a white robe, stood motionless, his white hair reaching his waist and swaying in the wind, exuding an otherworldly aura.

Her face was aloof and ethereal, like a celestial being descended to earth, yet she possessed a beauty that surpassed that of any woman.

Although I had seen her once at the last wedding, she was even more stunning this time.

At least last time I was wearing a formal wedding dress, but this time it feels completely different.

Under his gaze, Ye Guyue, who was originally aloof, was suddenly embraced by Bibi Dong around the waist.

"Senior sister, why is Tang Hao looking at you?" Bibi Dong glanced at Tang Hao.

"Who cares? Just don't cause trouble here." Ye Guyue pinched Bibi Dong's nose. "If you dare to cause trouble, you'll be sleeping in separate rooms starting tomorrow."

"Huh?" Bibi Dong was taken aback, but immediately assured him, "Don't worry, Senior Sister, Dong'er won't do it."

Ye Guyue glanced at Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong's words are completely unreliable; she's acting irrationally every day.

"Brother Qian, without further ado, please, Holy Son, take a step forward," Tang Chen urged.

Qian Daoliu sneered, "No problem."

So eager and embarrassing, I'll grant your wish.

He then looked at Ye Guyue, "Guyue, the opponent has already broken through to the Soul Douluo level. At least don't cripple him."

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Ye Guyue nodded: "Grandpa Qian, I know what I'm doing."

Ye Guyue stepped to the center.

Tang Hao also stepped forward, and the two sides confronted each other.

The heavy, dark iron Haotian Hammer, exuding a chilling aura, appeared in Tang Hao's right hand. He swung it in the air and slammed it heavily onto the ground.

Tang Hao looked smug as he stepped on the Clear Sky Hammer, and two yellow, two purple, and four black spirit rings appeared beneath his feet.

"Your Highness, come down. Given your appearance, I can go a little easier on you."

Tang Hao's tone was full of smugness.

"I should have gone easy on you!" Ye Guyue sneered.

Golden light shimmered, and a giant dragon covered in golden scales glittered in the sun, gradually taking shape.

The Holy Dragon Martial Soul appeared and roared at Tang Hao.

The intense roar of the dragon made Tang Hao's heart skip a beat.

"The Holy Dragon of Light truly inspires a desire for challenge," Tang Hao said with a smile.

Yellow, purple, black, black, black, red—eight soul rings appeared.

The two deep red 100,000-year soul rings brought Tang Hao's smile to an abrupt halt.

Two 100,000-year spirit rings? Are you sure you're not joking?

Tang Chen rubbed his eyes: "Two 100,000-year soul rings? How is that possible? Brother Qian, you're being unreasonable."

Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back: "There's nothing I can do, I'm just that unreasonable."

What's the point of reasoning? You came here wanting to embarrass yourself, so you can't blame anyone else.

"Brother Qian, I've noticed you're getting worse and worse." Tang Chen smiled helplessly, speechless. He could only wait and see if Tang Hao would bring him any surprises.

Coming to his senses, Tang Hao gripped the Clear Sky Hammer tightly in his hand.

At this moment, Tang Hao was already feeling immense pressure.

She possessed talent surpassing even her grandfather Tang Chen, and she absolutely could not be intimidated by an opponent with two 100,000-year soul rings.

"bring it on!"

Tang Hao let out a low growl.

With her martial spirit infused, Ye Guyue's entire body was covered in golden scales as she clenched her fists.

"Second Soul Skill, Haotian Amplification."

"Fifth Soul Skill, Heaven-Shattering Strike."

The second soul skill can amplify one's own attack power, while the fifth soul skill possesses extremely powerful destructive force.

Tang Hao leaped up, gripped the Clear Sky Hammer tightly, and shouted, "Take this!"

The Haotian Hammer hurtled in with a whirlwind.

The hammer slammed into the ground, raising a cloud of dust and causing the ground to tremble slightly.

As the dust settled, Tang Hao looked at the spot where he had just stood and found that Ye Guyue was nowhere to be seen.

Where are they?

"Look at your head," Ye Guyue's voice came.

Tang Hao looked up and saw Ye Guyue floating in mid-air, with a blue and a red dragon wing behind her, constantly flapping her wings.

"Soul Bone?" Tang Hao asked in surprise.

Ye Guyue said coldly, "It's my turn."

"Eighth Soul Skill, Ten Thousand Dragons Paying Homage!"

Tens of thousands of illusory images of holy dragons of light appeared in mid-air and swooped down with a flick of Ye Guyue's finger.

The immense destructive power forced Tang Hao to raise his Clear Sky Hammer to defend, but under the cover of the Myriad Dragons Paying Homage, he was still forced to retreat steadily.

"I'll risk it all! Seventh Soul Skill, Haotian True Form!"

"The Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian!"