Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

"Because he is from the Heavenly Soul Empire, that alone means he cannot fight for us."

Xiao Hongchen glanced at Meng Hongchen sideways, a barely perceptible smile playing on her lips, and slowly stood up.

He stood with his hands behind his back, striking a pose of arrogance, his gaze fixed intently on the competition stage, as if it were the center of the world, and he was the master of that center.

"That's more interesting!"

Xiao Hongchen's voice was filled with an irrepressible excitement.

"A balanced and evenly matched contest is what makes it challenging. You don't know, it's been a long time since I've encountered a true opponent..."

He deliberately dragged out his words, shaking his head as if he were sighing over something. An invisible pressure emanated from him, carrying a hint of provocation, and swept towards Meng Hongchen.

Looking at Xiao Hongchen's pretentious manner, Meng Hongchen couldn't help but want to expose him.

"Since you're so eager for an opponent, why don't you go spar with my brother-in-law?"

Her tone carried a hint of mockery.

"He should be able to fulfill all your fantasies about an opponent, right?"

"He was a formidable opponent against whom we used our Soul Fusion Technique before. Now you've astonished a Soul Saint. Don't you want to prove yourself?"

Meng Hongchen looked at Xiao Hongchen with a smile, her eyes gleaming with cunning, as if she had already foreseen his next reaction.

Xiao Hongchen's body stiffened abruptly, and the smile on his face froze instantly. He coughed lightly, feeling somewhat awkward, his eyes darting around as he tried to hide his embarrassment.

"Dream, you're wrong about that."

He sighed deeply, feigning profundity, and adopted a mysterious demeanor.

"Some things aren't what you think."

"Oh? What is that?" Meng Hongchen raised an eyebrow, asking with great interest.

"I'd really like to know, in your eyes, what kind of thing qualifies as 'that'?"

"I..." Xiao Hongchen was speechless. He couldn't very well admit that he was scared, could he? That would be too embarrassing!

"I used to think that the only person in this world who could fight me was Han Yu."

He downplayed the issue, his tone carrying an indescribable sense of desolation.

"But now I realize I was wrong."

"Where did I go wrong?" Meng Hongchen asked knowingly, wanting to see what other tricks Xiao Hongchen could come up with.

"My mistake was that I shouldn't have considered him my opponent."

Xiao Hongchen sighed again, helplessly shrugged, and said:

"He's my brother-in-law now, I can't possibly lay a hand on him, can I? If word gets out, people will think I'm bullying the younger generation!"

Meng Hongchen stared blankly at Xiao Hongchen. It was the first time she had ever seen someone describe "cowardice" in such a fresh and elegant way, and to shift the blame so confidently.

She couldn't help but roll her eyes and bluntly exposed him:

"You're really good at making yourself look good! You're clearly afraid of him, yet you keep making up so many excuses..."

"Brother, you've changed," Meng Hongchen said, heartbroken.

"You weren't like this before!"

"I think you should hurry up and find a girlfriend!"

Meng Hongchen couldn't help but start worrying about Xiao Hongchen's marriage.

"Don't let things get to the point where Hanyu and I have a child, and you're still all alone!"

"Women will only slow down my cultivation," Xiao Hongchen waved his hand dismissively.

"I once made a bold statement that I would never marry until I received a title."

He paused, his tone slightly teasing.

"Grandpa always says that when you and Hanyu have a child, he will inherit our Hongchen family."

Meng Hongchen smiled gently, used to her brother's teasing.

"Now it's all right," Xiao Hongchen shrugged, feigning nonchalance.

"Now that someone has inherited it, it doesn't matter to me whether I find a girlfriend or not."

He turned to look at Meng Hongchen, a sly glint in his eyes.

"Hey sis, you and Hanyu have been married for two years now, right? How come you haven't gotten married yet?"

He deliberately dragged out the last syllable and lowered his voice, "Could it be that Hanyu is impotent...?"

Meng Hongchen's face immediately flushed red, and she glared at Xiao Hongchen playfully, "Brother! What did you say!"

"What's wrong? Can't I even show some concern for my own sister?" Xiao Hongchen spread his hands, feigning innocence.

"That's not true!"

Meng Hongchen quickly denied it. How could she tell Xiao Hongchen about this? Although he was her own brother, she couldn't possibly tell him that she had eaten it.

"Han Yu said that now is not the time to have children. He should wait until he is stronger so that the children born then will have better talents."

This is the only way to explain "Dream of the Mortal World".

"Oh? I see."

Xiao Hongchen nodded in sudden realization, indicating his understanding.

He knew this too; generally speaking, the higher the strength of the Soul Master, the stronger the child's talent would be.

However, correspondingly, as strength increases, the conception of offspring becomes extremely difficult.

The atmosphere on the competition stage was extremely tense.

Long Aotian had completed the Martial Soul Possession. He was like a dark golden sculpture, his whole body radiating a faint light, as if a god had descended.

Seven soul rings surrounded him, shimmering like a dream, their alternating flashes almost blinding everyone.

Xu Tianran on the platform couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, sighing inwardly, "At such a young age, with such cultivation, he is truly a formidable young talent."

Long Aotian moved. He didn't use any soul skills, but simply took big strides and walked firmly forward.

"Thump, thump, thump!" The steady, powerful footsteps echoed across the silent competition stage, as if striking the hearts of everyone present.

His speed increased, his composed pace gradually turned into a sprint, and finally he became a blur as he headed straight for Xu Shenshu opposite him.

In the distance, Xu Shenshu of the Earth Dragon Gate felt a strong sense of oppression, and his aura exploded instantly!

"Roar!" He roared to the sky, his voice like that of a wild beast, deafening.

He stomped his right foot hard on the ground, and his whole body shot out like a cannonball. The powerful reaction force even left a deep dent in the floor.

Leaping into the air, Xu Shenshu's bones crackled and popped, like popping beans, sending chills down one's spine.

Two yellow and three purple spirit rings rose one after another from beneath his feet, emitting a strong light. As his martial spirit was released, Xu Shenshu's body began to swell, his muscles bulging and his veins standing out.

Earth Dragon Sect, as the name suggests, is a sect that uses various earth dragon spirit beasts as its martial spirit.

A layer of hard, black keratin appeared on Xu Shenshu's skin, its rough texture like that of rock.

His back was bulging with bumps, as if something was about to burst out of the ground.

With a tooth-grinding tearing sound, the bulges burst open one by one, revealing thick, sharp dorsal fins that gleamed like razor teeth.

His martial spirit is a powerful saber-toothed earth dragon, which is good at both offense and defense. Its only weakness is that it is not good at ranged attacks.

Xu Shenshu's body drew a black arc in the air, his arms stretched to the sides, revealing his strong, steel-like pectoral muscles, exuding a powerful sense of oppression.

On the outer edges of his two arms, there was an extra layer of saber-tooth-like protrusions, gleaming with a metallic luster and extremely sharp.

Judging by its appearance, if it were to be hit, it would probably break its bones immediately.

As his first spirit ring lit up, Xu Shenshu's thick keratinous body emitted a dark light, and his power seemed to increase again.

With a few leaps, they were already within twenty meters of Long Aotian.

For the spectators, there was only one thought in their minds at that moment.

This match is going to be interesting.

Although Xu Shenshu was only a five-ring Soul King, the aura he displayed was too astonishing, and the Saber-toothed Dragon Martial Soul looked extremely aggressive.

Although Long Aotian was a Soul Saint, his performance was too ordinary; at most, he had just dyed himself with a color.

Comparing the two, they naturally favored Xu Shenshu of the Earth Dragon Gate more.

Xu Shenshu let out a low roar and launched an attack.

The bluestone slab beneath his feet cracked instantly, and he shot towards Long Aotian like an arrow released from a bow.

Long Aotian's eyes narrowed, and the light of his third soul ring suddenly intensified, with an invisible wave spreading out from him.

He felt a powerful force filling his entire body, his muscle fibers vibrating with excitement, and his bones crackling and popping.

Long Aotian's already tall body swelled up again, with veins bulging under his skin like writhing dragons, making his tight-fitting clothes even more taut, as if they were about to burst at any moment.

He ripped open his shirt, revealing well-defined muscles; his bronze skin gleamed with a metallic sheen in the sunlight.

The female audience members in the stands gasped in surprise, and many covered their cheeks, their eyes sparkling with admiration.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Xu Shenshu's attack was upon them.

He formed his five fingers into a claw and aimed straight for Long Aotian's throat, the sharp wind scraping against Long Aotian's cheek and causing him pain.

Long Aotian neither dodged nor evaded; his right fist, enveloped in dark golden light, charged forward like a cannonball.

A dull thud echoed across the arena, sending shockwaves through the air and billowing dust.

Xu Shenshu felt an overwhelming force strike him, his arm bones groaned in pain, and he was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the edge of the ring.

He struggled to get up, but found that his arms were sore and numb and he couldn't control them at all.

Xu Shenshu looked up at Long Aotian, his eyes filled with shock. He clearly felt that Long Aotian hadn't used any soul skills in that attack; he had defeated him solely with the power of his physical body!

"Is this guy even human?"

Xu Shenshu felt a surge of turmoil, and an overwhelming sense of fear welled up inside him.

Before he could even react, Long Aotian had already closed in, raising his right leg high and bringing it down on his head like a battle axe.

The sharp kick made Xu Shenshu's cheek sting; he could even feel the terrifying power contained in that gust of wind.

Xu Shenshu's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a strong sense of unease, blurting out "Oh no!"

Long Aotian's attack speed far exceeded his expectations. Without time to think, he could only endure the burning pain in his arms and cross his already swollen arms in front of him, trying to block this powerful blow.

At the same time, a resolute glint flashed in his eyes, and his fifth spirit ring lit up, emitting a faint green light.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Sword Aura Protection!"

He let out a low roar and mobilized all the soul power within his body.

In an instant, white light burst forth from his body, quickly forming a semi-circular white light shield in front of him, enveloping him completely, like an indestructible fortress.

He could feel a faint warmth emanating from the light shield; it was the power of the Sword Dragon Soul Beast, providing him with final protection in his most critical moment.

This light shield is a skill he acquired when he obtained his fifth spirit ring. It can instantly generate a spirit power shield with twice the defensive power of himself. As long as his spirit power is not exhausted, this shield will never be broken.

He knew that the shield's absolute defensive capabilities might not be particularly strong, but as long as he still possessed a trace of soul power, it could withstand all attacks for him.

In the stands, everyone held their breath, their eyes glued to the dazzling white light on the stage, the tense atmosphere seemingly frozen.

Long Aotian's right leg, accompanied by a strong gust of wind, slammed into the white light barrier.

A deafening roar echoed throughout the entire arena, and the audience seemed to see a shockwave spreading out from the point of contact.

The powerful force instantly dented the light shield, making it seem as if it would shatter at any moment.

However, to everyone's surprise, this seemingly fragile light shield actually withstood Long Aotian's attack without showing any signs of breaking.

A gasp of surprise erupted from the audience, who stared in disbelief at the scene, their hearts filled with doubt and shock.

Long Aotian on the arena was also stunned for a moment. He clearly felt his attack being rebounded by a powerful force, while Xu Shenshu inside the light shield was completely unharmed.

"That's interesting."

Long Aotian muttered to himself, a glint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

He abruptly pulled back his right leg, and his left leg followed like lightning, kicking towards the light shield once more.

However, something even more surprising happened: no matter how he attacked, the light barrier was like a marshmallow, soft yet incredibly tough, and he could never break it.

Unconvinced, Long Aotian alternated his legs and kicked out more than a dozen times in quick succession, each attack containing his full strength, yet the result remained unchanged.

"Huff... huff..." A series of rapid breaths came from Long Aotian's mouth, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

"This isn't even broken..." he murmured, his tone filled with shock and a hint of frustration.

He knew that with his current Soul King level power, it would be too difficult to break through this light barrier.

Just as he was preparing to mobilize more soul power to launch another attack, Xu Shenshu, inside the white light barrier, suddenly spoke:

"Wait, I give up..."

"Hmm?" Long Aotian was slightly taken aback, looking at Xu Shenshu inside the light barrier with some confusion. (End of Chapter)