Douluo Continent: Martial Soul - Dragon Abyss Sword, Peerless Prodigy

At the age of ten, Yu Chen, a level 31 three-ring Soul Master and a prodigy of the Blue Lightning, was actually defeated by Lin Han, a level 20 two-ring Great Soul Master, using ordinary sword techniques!

Moreover, Lin Han did not use any soul skills from beginning to end!

This is simply a miracle!

Moments later, thunderous applause and cheers erupted in the square!

"We won! Lord Lin Han won!"

"Amazing! Lord Lin Han is incredible! A second-ring warrior defeating a third-ring warrior!"

"Hahaha! That Blue Lightning brat finally got his comeuppance! Let's see if he dares to be arrogant again!"

"Long live the Spirit Hall! Long live Lord Lin Han!"

The cheers were deafening. All the disciples and bishops of the Spirit Hall were moved to tears, and the pent-up frustration and resentment in their hearts were completely released at this moment.

Bibi Dong's face lit up with a bright smile, her eyes filled with pride and self-satisfaction.

She knew Lin Han would win!

Yu Chen stood frozen in place, his face pale, his whole body trembling, his eyes filled with despair and resentment.

He never imagined that he would lose, and lose so badly, so miserably!

His pride and joy in being a level 31, three-ring Soul Master was utterly utterly ineffective in front of Lin Han!

"I...I didn't lose!"

Yu Chen roared, wanting to turn around and fight back, but the sword tip in his back made him dare not move at all.

"You've lost." Lin Han spoke again, his tone icy. "Didn't you say that the younger generation of the Spirit Hall was nothing special? Now, who do you think is nothing special?"

Yu Chen's face turned pale and then red, and he couldn't say a word. The pride and disdain on his face had long since vanished, leaving only endless shame and resentment.

Lin Han slowly sheathed the Dragon Abyss Sword, his sword intent subdued, his expression calm: "Get out of the Spirit Hall."

"Remember this: if you dare to cause trouble at the Spirit Hall again, or dare to look down on the younger generation of the Spirit Hall, it won't be so simple."

Yu Chen trembled, his heart filled with fear as he looked into Lin Han's icy gaze.

He knew that Lin Han had held back just now; if Lin Han had really attacked, he would be a corpse by now.

He gritted his teeth, didn't say another word, turned around in a sorry state, and fled the Spirit Hall Square in a sorry state amidst the contemptuous gazes of everyone, his previous arrogance completely gone.

Watching Yu Chen's disheveled figure flee, cheers erupted once again in the square.

Lin Han stood in the center of the square, dressed in white, holding the Longyuan Sword. His posture was as upright as the sword, and his expression was calm, without the slightest pride or smugness.

Defeating a level 31, three-ring Soul Master was nothing more than a trivial matter to him.

He looked up at Bibi Dong and smiled faintly: "Senior Sister, I have fulfilled my mission. The Spirit Hall's reputation has been preserved."

Bibi Dong strode forward, her face filled with excitement and pride: "Junior brother, you're amazing! You've brought so much honor to our Spirit Hall! A two-ring defeating a three-ring, you're simply a monster!"

Lin Han smiled but didn't say anything more.

He knew this was just the beginning.

Defeating Yu Chen not only restored the Spirit Hall's reputation but also made him more aware of his own strength.

His mastery of standard swordsmanship was enough to allow him to defeat opponents of higher levels.

Next, he will continue to cultivate, strive to reach the level 30 Soul Master, and continue to hone his swordsmanship, pursuing the ultimate in speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness.

After this battle, Lin Han's name will surely spread throughout the entire Spirit Hall, and even throughout the entire continent.

Everyone knows that the Spirit Hall has a peerless genius who, at level 20 with two rings, was able to defeat a level 31, three-ring Soul Master, using the simplest swordsmanship to interpret the essence of the sword path.

On the high platform of the Papal Palace, Qian Xunji stood quietly, looking at Lin Han in the center of the square, a gratified and proud smile on his face.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"Lin Han, you certainly didn't disappoint me!"

He knew in his heart that Lin Han's potential had far exceeded his imagination.

With Lin Han around, the future of the Spirit Hall will surely be even more glorious.

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On the official road at the edge of the Star Dou Great Forest, a blue figure staggered forward, his clothes disheveled and bearing several shallow sword marks. It was Yu Chen, who had escaped from the Spirit Hall in a sorry state.

The wind brushed his cheeks, carrying a slight chill, but it couldn't dispel the resentment and humiliation in his heart.

He broke through to the level 31, three-ring Soul Master at the age of ten, making him a once-in-a-century genius of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. From childhood to adulthood, he had never tasted defeat, let alone been so humiliated.

The battle with the Spirit Hall was like a thorn, deeply embedded in his heart.

A level 20 two-ring Soul Master and a boy with only one yellow and one purple Soul Ring actually defeated him, a level 31 three-ring Soul Venerable, with just ordinary swordsmanship, leaving him powerless to fight back!

What shocked him even more was that the boy and his senior sister had extremely strange spirit ring configurations—two-ring Great Spirit Masters, and their second spirit ring was actually a thousand-year-old purple spirit ring!

This is completely contrary to the conventional understanding of Soul Masters!

Under normal circumstances, a second spirit ring of a two-ringed Soul Master can only be a hundred years long at most. Even those with exceptional talent can only absorb a three-hundred-year spirit ring at most. A thousand-year spirit ring is a fatal temptation for a two-ringed Soul Master, and an impossible challenge to complete.

Lin Han and Bibi Dong not only absorbed the second soul ring of the millennium, but also mastered it perfectly. Lin Han was even able to defeat Bibi Dong, a three-ring Soul Master, by relying on his two-ring combat power, despite being eleven levels higher.

"Lin Han... Bibi Dong..."

Yu Chen gritted his teeth, muttering under his breath, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness: "I, Yu Chen, swear that I will repay this humiliation a hundredfold in the future! And those abnormal soul rings of yours, I will definitely find out the truth!"

He knew very well that it was no accident that Lin Han and Bibi Dong were able to absorb the second soul ring of a thousand years. There must be some special method, a method that could break through the upper limit of the soul ring absorption period!

This method is an incredible opportunity for any Soul Master or any sect!

Without further delay, Yu Chen circulated the remaining soul power within his body, quickened his pace, and sped towards the direction of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

He needed to return to the sect immediately and tell the clan leader, Yu Yuanzhen, everything about this.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is located in the Blue Lightning Mountains in the northeast of the continent. The sect is built against the mountain, with a magnificent aura and an aura of domineering dragon power. As one of the three upper sects, it has a profound foundation and is full of powerful figures.

.....

The atmosphere inside the sect's main hall was solemn.

A middle-aged man dressed in a dark blue dragon-patterned robe sat upright in the main seat. His face was resolute, and his brows exuded an imposing aura. He was none other than Yu Yuanzhen, the sect master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and a level 95 Title Douluo.

He was toying with a soul bone containing violent thunderous soul power in his hand, his expression somewhat gloomy. Below him stood several sect elders, each with a different expression, seemingly discussing something important.

"Sect Master, there's still no improvement on Yu Xiaogang's side."

An elder with white hair bowed and spoke, his tone tinged with helplessness: "We've expended so many resources of the sect, countless rare and precious materials, yet his soul power remains at level twenty-nine. Luo Sanpao's mutation shows no signs of reversal; on the contrary, he's getting weaker and weaker..."

"Yes, Sect Master," another elder chimed in. "Many disciples in the sect have already expressed their dissatisfaction, saying that you are biased and wasting the sect's resources on a failed mutated good-for-nothing. They also say that Yu Xiaogang has disgraced our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect and are requesting that you expel him from the sect to set the record straight."

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