Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

He didn't expect that the other party would voluntarily admit defeat before he had even broken the light barrier.

However, since his opponent had already conceded defeat, Long Aotian could no longer continue his attack.

Xu Shenshu gritted his teeth, his hands trembling slightly, and slowly removed the white light shield covering his entire body.

The moment the light shield dissipated, he felt dizzy, his vision went black, and he almost lost his balance.

He supported himself on his knees, panting heavily, sweat dripping from his forehead, splashing into tiny dust flowers on the dry ground.

Long Aotian stood opposite him, arms crossed, watching him with interest, a knowing glint in his eyes.

At this moment, Xu Shenshu's face was as pale as paper, and his hair was soaked with sweat, sticking wetly to his forehead.

His lips were chapped and slightly parted as he greedily inhaled the air, as if trying to absorb every last drop of oxygen.

He tried to take a step, but his legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead. Every step was extremely difficult, and his body swayed as if he would collapse at any moment.

His frail appearance was a far cry from his imposing demeanor just moments before; he looked as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

It turned out that although Long Aotian did not shatter his defensive light shield, every time his attack landed on the light shield, it would generate a powerful backlash, causing Xu Shenshu's blood and qi to surge and his soul power to rapidly dissipate.

Xu Shenshu's current state clearly indicates that he has exhausted his soul power and is on the verge of death.

Xu Shenshu took a deep breath, trying to calm the churning blood in his body. He knew he was no longer able to fight.

He could only helplessly admit defeat. Fortunately, his efforts this time were not in vain. He had exhausted some of Long Aotian's physical strength, and he could still consider the mission accomplished.

He was the first player sent out, which clearly meant he didn't have high hopes of winning. His task was to wear down the opponent as much as possible and create an advantage for his teammates who came later.

"You win, you've completely drained me."

Xu Shenshu gave a bitter smile, dragged his heavy steps to Long Aotian's side, and said weakly.

"You'd better think about the consequences of your words. Do you think it's appropriate to say that?"

Long Aotian's facial muscles twitched, and his fists clenched quietly.

"Ahem, I meant you drained my soul power. I spoke without thinking. Sorry," Xu Shenshu said somewhat awkwardly.

"I hope you just blurted it out, otherwise I'm really afraid you'll get beaten to death later. Alright, you can go now. You look so weak, you should exercise more."

"Look at me."

As he spoke, Long Aotian subtly gestured to Xu Shenshu, revealing a wide grin that shone with a mysterious gleam in his white teeth.

In that instant, Xu Shenshu felt as if his eyes were about to be blinded by the light.

"I understand." Xu Shenshu, looking weak, quickly stepped off the stage and left.

He won! This guy won so easily.

The onlookers were completely bewildered. Not only did they not use any special effects, but the two of them had only exchanged one move back and forth.

Then Long Aotian kept hitting the light shield and kicked it more than a dozen times, and inexplicably won.

If this weren't in Mingdu, and if the Crown Prince were on the platform, they would probably be shouting that it was all a cover-up.

No matter how dissatisfied the spectators were, the match had to continue.

A round of enthusiastic applause erupted from the audience as the second contestant from the Earth Dragon Sect walked steadily onto the stage under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

After he stopped, his gaze met Long Aotian's, and the distance between the two gradually increased, with a tense atmosphere filling the air.

The referee raised his arm high, then swung it down sharply, announcing the start of the second match.

This contestant is named Feng Jue. His martial soul is also a type of earth dragon, but unlike ordinary earth dragons, his earth dragon is mutated, possessing wind attributes and astonishing speed.

Feng Jue knew that Long Aotian was powerful, and that a head-on confrontation would not be a wise move. Therefore, he decided to adopt a flexible tactic to deplete Long Aotian's soul power as much as possible, thus buying time for his teammates.

With a low shout, Feng Jue released his martial soul. A layer of cyan scales quickly covered the left half of his body, and four soul rings, two yellow and two purple, rose from his feet in succession, radiating powerful soul power fluctuations.

His first two spirit rings shone brightly, and a powerful aura surrounded him. Feng Jue's figure transformed into a streak of azure lightning, rushing towards Long Aotian at a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye.

With the enhancement of his soul power, his hands transformed into sharp dragon claws, gleaming with a cold light. His gaze was fixed on Long Aotian, ready to dodge and launch a fatal attack at the slightest move from his opponent.

This was his meticulously planned battle strategy. He knew that his strength was far inferior to Long Aotian's, but he believed that as long as he seized the opportunity, he would definitely be able to cause Long Aotian some trouble.

The distance on the arena was rapidly shrinking. In the blink of an eye, Feng Jue arrived in front of Long Aotian. He saw that Long Aotian was still casually throwing a punch as before, and thought to himself, "Just as I expected."

Feng Jue was prepared. He flashed away like a ghost, trying to dodge Long Aotian's attack.

However, while Feng Jue's idea was good, reality was cruel. His strength was far inferior to Long Aotian's, and his body's reaction speed simply couldn't keep up with his thoughts.

Just as he was about to dodge, an overwhelming force came crashing down on him and struck him hard in the face.

Feng Jue felt his mind go blank. The intense pain made his vision go black, and his body flew backward uncontrollably, crashing heavily to the edge of the arena.

"Next."

Long Aotian crossed his arms and said calmly.

"How could you slap me in the face?" Feng Jue tried to struggle to get up, but Long Aotian's strength was too great, and his Soul Master strength was no match for it.

Suddenly everything went black, and he fainted on the spot.

Admittedly, Long Aotian is not known for his speed, but Feng Jue is only a Soul Master.

Even if a Soul Saint is slow, they shouldn't be slower than a Soul Master, right? Their level directly suppresses you.

Both battles were so simple.

Two of the participating team members from Dilongmen have already been defeated.

The expressions of the several top players from Dilongmen who were sitting in the rest area, who had intended to hold back their skills in this match, changed drastically.

The Snow Demon Sect actually sent out a Soul Saint, who instantly won two matches.

The matches ahead are going to be tough!

What frustrated them the most was that once the team members entered the waiting area, they could not be replaced. These key players could only watch helplessly and could not do anything.

The third member of the Earth Dragon Gate team took a deep breath, trying to suppress his inner fear, but his trembling legs betrayed his true emotions.

He slowly walked onto the stage, his gaze involuntarily falling on Long Aotian's fist, which was as big as a casserole dish. The brutal scenes from the previous two matches kept flashing through his mind, making him shudder.

But he forced himself to calm down. He knew he represented the honor of the Earth Dragon Gate and had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.

As the starting gong sounded, he gritted his teeth and charged towards Long Aotian, trying to make up for the difference in strength with speed.

However, Long Aotian was faster than he had imagined. He dodged the attack from the Earth Dragon Gate team members with ease, and then threw a punch with lightning speed, hitting the opponent's chest hard.

The Dilongmen member let out a muffled groan, his body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the edge of the ring. He clutched his chest in pain, unable to get up for a long time.

This time, Long Aotian seemed to hold back, not attacking the head directly as before, but instead choosing the relatively less vulnerable chest.

The Dilongmen player struggled to stand up, but the intense pain rendered him unable to move, and he could only watch helplessly as the referee announced the result of the match.

The audience below the stage was completely silent, all of them shocked by Long Aotian's powerful strength.

In the rest area, the team members from each team had grim faces. They originally thought that even if Dilongmen lost, it wouldn't be too bad, but the result was an overwhelming crushing defeat.

Princess Xu Jiujiu's beautiful eyes were filled with solemnity. She turned to the teacher leading the group beside her and asked in a heavy tone:

"Have you found out anything about this Snow Demon Sect? They even have a Soul Saint in their team! How are we supposed to compete?"

She led the team from the Star Luo Empire to participate in the competition.

This year's Star Luo Empire team is much stronger than before, which made Xu Jiujiu want to win the championship.

The reason is that there is also a Soul Emperor in the team, which is the source of her confidence.

But to her surprise, this competition even included Soul Saints.

"Your Highness, the Snow Demon Sect is just an obscure little sect in the Heavenly Soul Empire."

The teacher leading the group to her left bowed and said.

"Oh? A minor sect of the Heavenly Soul Empire actually has a Soul Saint participating?"

Xu Jiujiu frowned slightly, clearly surprised by the news.

"Yes, Your Highness," the teacher in charge replied respectfully.

"This is all the information we can find."

"That's all?" Xu Jiujiu's voice rose a few decibels.

"A little-known sect can cultivate a Soul Saint-level student? Are you kidding me?"

Sensing the long-standing dissatisfaction, the teacher in charge, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, quickly explained:

"Your Highness, please calm down. We also find it unbelievable, but their registration information is indeed as described."

The teacher leading the group said with a troubled expression, "Your Highness, this is all we can find out. The Snow Demon Sect is simply too well hidden. However..."

"But what?" Xu Jiujiu asked unhappily, hating people who only say half of what they mean.

The teacher in charge paused for a moment and then said, "We saw several familiar names in their registration information."

"What's your name?" Xu Jiujiu pressed.

"Han Yu, Yuan Gun Gun, Lan Su Su, Lan Luo Luo..." The teacher in charge answered cautiously, observing Xu Jiu Jiu's expression.

Upon hearing this, Xu Jiujiu's expression changed instantly, and a familiar figure appeared in her mind—the boy who had looked down on her.

"Han Yu..." Xu Jiujiu gritted his teeth, muttering the name, his fists clenched tightly. "So it was him! The Snow Demon Sect, Han Yu!"

At that moment, she understood everything.

Clearly, she had already guessed what was going on.

Actually, it's not difficult to find out their background by simply checking the list of participants from the Snow Demon Sect.

Of course, this only applies to the academy teams that participated in the competition; sect teams are excluded.

After three team members were defeated in succession, the Dilongmen team below the arena erupted in chaos. The remaining four team members could no longer remain calm, and they all stood up, pacing anxiously and discussing among themselves.

Only one of the female Soul Masters, with a slender figure and beautiful face, yet exuding a heroic air, was frowning and silent at the moment.

She clenched her fists tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force. After taking a deep breath, she finally made up her mind and walked steadily onto the ring.

After stopping, she first bowed slightly to Long Aotian politely, and then introduced herself:

"Hello, my name is Nan Qiuqiu."

Upon hearing Nan Qiuqiu's voice, Long Aotian turned his gaze from the Earth Dragon Gate team to her, a polite smile on his lips, and nodded slightly in response:

"Hello." Nan Qiuqiu looked directly at Long Aotian, her eyes showing no fear, but rather a firm resolve.

"You may leave now. Let Han Yu come. If he defeats me, I will admit defeat on behalf of the Earth Dragon Gate."

After saying that, she nodded slightly to Long Aotian again, waiting for his reply.

The smile on Long Aotian's face gradually disappeared. He frowned slightly, his mind churning. Nan Qiuqiu's words and actions were unusual, which made him curious about the details of the matter.

He hesitated for a moment, weighing the pros and cons, and finally nodded slowly in agreement.

"Wait here, I'll go call it for you."

As he spoke, Long Aotian jumped off the arena and headed towards the waiting area of ​​the Snow Demon Sect.

"Han Yu, why did Long Aotian just walk off the stage? Wasn't he supposed to win against seven opponents in one go?"

Ning Tian watched Long Aotian walk down from below the stage and couldn't help but ask curiously.

Han Yu glanced at Nan Qiuqiu on the competition stage and said nonchalantly:

"Who knows? Maybe she's just a little tired."

"With his skill level, defeating seven opponents in one go would be easy for him, but this tournament is very important to all of you."

"It's also an opportunity for you to shine, Brother Aotian, perhaps you want to give it to me."

Han Yu glanced at Yuan Gun Gun and the others beside her, and continued:

"Perhaps they want to give them a chance to go up and show themselves."

Han Yu already knew why Long Aotian had given up the competition and left, but it was better not to say it in front of Ning Tian.

At this moment, Long Aotian had returned to the waiting area, cupped his hands in greeting to Han Yu, and said:

"Young Sect Master, the female Soul Master upstairs has specifically asked to challenge you to a duel."

"Of course I believe in the young sect leader's strength, so I agreed to let you go up instead."

Upon hearing this, the people in the waiting area looked at Han Yu with surprise. (End of Chapter)