In Douluo Continent, the Pope used me as a substitute for my first love.

Chapter 478 Fire Dance: You say I killed someone? Excuse me, is she dead?

Several people looked down at the Soul Arena below the VIP stage. The dust in the arena had dissipated, and Tang San, who had just been hit by Huo Wu's Fiery Sun, was now revealed.

Although he was covered in grime, he did not fall down.

Instead, he stood proudly, holding a large black hammer, surrounded by flashing lightning.

"Hao, Haotian Hammer!"

"Isn't his martial soul Blue Silver Grass?!"

"I understand, he has twin martial souls! He has twin martial souls just like the Pope of the Spirit Hall!"

"..."

At this moment, not only did the entire audience erupt in uproar, but the important figures on the VIP stage also began to discuss it amongst themselves.

"Tang San, the Clear Sky Hammer... Could he be the son of that fallen Title Douluo, Tang Hao?"

Xuexing speculated.

But as soon as the words left his mouth, he regretted them. How could someone in such a high position have forgotten to be careful with his words in his moment of shock…

Xuexing glanced around discreetly, and just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief after realizing that no one seemed to be giving him any strange looks, he noticed Xueye turn around and look at him, and his expression immediately tightened again.

Fortunately, Xueye only glanced at him before talking to Wang Zhao and Ning Fengzhi on either side, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"This student named Tang San is quite well-hidden. What do you think, Bishop Salas?"

Suddenly, someone asked a question.

Salas glanced at him, but said nothing and remained silent.

This left Xueye and Ning Fengzhi, who were subtly focusing their attention on Salas, somewhat puzzled.

It is common knowledge that the Spirit Hall and Tang Hao are at odds. Now that a suspected son of Tang Hao has appeared, why is the Platinum Bishop Salas so calm?

After a pause, Ning Fengzhi suddenly thought of Tang Hao's significant actions over the past two years. Could it be that, as he suspected, Salas and even the Spirit Hall had long known about Tang Hao and Tang San's situation and had been secretly monitoring them?

What exactly is the Spirit Hall thinking...?

As he pondered, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but turn his gaze to Wang Zhao beside him, a powerful figure who seemed to have the strength to rival the Spirit Hall, wanting to see his reaction.

However, Wang Zhao merely looked on with interest, and it was impossible to discern his true intentions.

Ning Fengzhi felt a little regretful, shook his head, and then turned his gaze downwards.

Today's match was no easy feat.

Just then, Ning Fengzhi suddenly felt a powerful figure stand up abruptly behind him.

He glanced behind him, wondering why his Uncle Jian had suddenly lost his composure.

But then they noticed that Salas, who had been indifferent, suddenly stood up. As for Wang Zhao, he remained calm.

"What's wrong, Uncle Jian?"

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but secretly send a telepathic message to Chen Xin, asking him inquiries.

Chenxin replied in the same way, using telepathy:

"That little girl named 'Xiao Wu' is the one who's currently writhing on the ground, scorched by flames..."

"Hmm, I know, it seems to be that little girl Tang San likes, right? What happened to her?"

"She's not human!"

"ah?!"

Ning Fengzhi's expression clearly showed a moment of surprise.

"Then she is...?"

"A transformed soul beast!"

At this moment, Salas slowly sat down, glanced at Wang Zhao subtly, and seeing that his expression remained unchanged, he said nothing.

After a while, Wang Zhao sensed an invisible turbulence rising and falling among the group of people around him, each with their own hidden agendas, before speaking calmly:

"I suggest that, in any case, we wait until this Soul Master Competition concludes as scheduled before making any further decisions, what do you think?"

Those around them exchanged glances, and finally nodded silently in agreement.

To prevent things from spiraling out of control, maintaining a period of calm was undoubtedly a consensus among all parties. Moreover, it was Wang Zhao, a normally "kind" and unassuming powerful figure, who had unusually spoken; no one wanted to embarrass him…

On the fighting stage, the competition continues.

"Xiao Wu!"

Seeing his beloved suffering from the flames, Tang San immediately glared angrily at Huo Wu, and... the referee.

"Referee! Why didn't you save her earlier? Couldn't you see she couldn't block that attack?!"

Tang San even said with hatred.

referee:"???"

Why would he intervene to protect them before they've even been eliminated? What if something goes wrong? Wouldn't he, as the referee, be committing a foul?

Are you even being reasonable?!

Seeing Tang San glaring at him fiercely, the referee curled his lip and ignored his unreasonable behavior, arriving late to send Xiao Wu off the Soul Arena.

Tang San then looked at Huo Wu, who seemed even more likely to die, and said, "Xiao Wu was definitely going to jump off the Soul Arena herself just now, why did you keep chasing after her?"

Huo Wu retorted sarcastically, "Really? I can't tell. Who knows if she's going to hide behind someone again? What, does being an opponent mean I'm allowed to hurt my teammates but not me to hurt her?!"

That's obvious!

That's what Tang San was thinking, but he still retained a sliver of rationality, though his expression grew increasingly grim as he said:

"You're killing people! Referee, Blazing Fire Academy should be disqualified from the competition!"

"Oh? Murder? Should he be disqualified from the competition?"

"Pfft~"

Huo Wu suddenly laughed.

"Putting everything else aside, I just want to ask you..."

Huo Wu pointed at Xiao Wu, the Coal Girl, who was being carried away by a teacher from Blue Tyrant Academy below the Battle Arena.

"Is she dead?"

"!!!"

Tang San was speechless for a moment.

He felt that the scene was strangely familiar. After thinking about it, he realized that it was the same conversation that had occurred when he led the Shrek Academy team to compete in the Soul Master Tournament in his previous life and encountered the vice team of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy in their first match.

However, the one shouting was no longer the team leader of the vice team of Tiandou Royal Academy, but him, and he, who should have been calm, composed, and reasonable, became Huo Wu in front of him.

Blanch!

It hurts...it hurts so much!

An indescribable pain surged into Tang San's heart; it was a pain that went straight to his soul.

"Hehe~"

Seeing the silent Tang San, Huo Wu gave a cold smile, then turned to look at the referee.

"Excuse me, may the match continue?"

The referee glanced at Tang San, not liking this unreasonable contestant, and nodded slightly to Huo Wu, saying:

"certainly."

Fire Dance's eyes blazed with fury as she turned to face Tang San, the demonic flames behind her growing even more menacing.

"You want to avenge your... Xiao Wu, right?"

"If you're a man, hurry up and come here!"

"Um?!"

Tang San suddenly looked up at Huo Wu.

Immediately afterwards, a figure entered his field of vision.

It's Xiao Huohuo!

Seeing Xiao Huohuo silently using his explosive steps to rapidly attack Huo Wu not far away, Tang San did not hesitate and raised his Clear Sky Hammer high.

From the moment he pulled out the Clear Sky Hammer, the outcome of the match was destined to be a foregone conclusion!

"You deserve to die!!!"

(End of this chapter)