Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

"But you didn't show any arrogance during the assessment, so it's impossible for you to abandon it in the end."

The voice of the God of Destruction carried a hint of disappointment and frustration.

"Therefore, your rating is the worst, only level one soul power. Consider this a consolation prize for you."

The voice of the God of Destruction gradually faded away, and his towering figure vanished as well.

Han Yu's lips twitched slightly.

It's cracked.

You should have said so earlier! And why seal away memories during the assessment?

Han Yu glanced at the God of Destruction speechlessly, and finally could only accept this level of soul power with tears in her eyes. There was nothing she could do; although it was a little less, Han Yu didn't mind.

"Alright, that concludes this assessment. We'll notify you of the next assessment."

The voice of the God of Destruction was like that of millennia-old ice, devoid of any emotion. As soon as he finished speaking, his figure gradually blurred, distorting and dissipating like a reflection in water, until it finally vanished into thin air.

Han Yu stared at the spot where the God of Destruction had disappeared. A faint aura of destruction lingered in the air, mixed with a few fluctuations of divine power, before quickly dissipating.

Each divine test is not something one can simply take at will, because Han Yu's tests are never conducted on the Douluo Continent. Therefore, the God of Destruction must carefully plan each test in order for it to be effective.

Some of the places where Han Yu was tested were small spaces controlled by the God of Destruction. They were used as Han Yu's testing grounds after he used his divine power to modify them.

"Phew, how much time has passed now?" Han Yu's gaze returned from the void to the window.

Warm sunlight streamed into the room through the window, and the sky outside was a clear, deep blue, with a few white clouds drifting lazily by.

Han Yu noticed that the scenery outside the window seemed different from when he entered the room; the angle of the sunlight and the shape of the clouds seemed to have undergone subtle changes.

He walked to the table, reached out and touched the food that had gone cold, feeling a chill on his fingertips.

The food had lost its original color and had a faint, greasy smell.

Han Yu remembered clearly that she entered her room to cultivate after lunch. If it were dinnertime now, it should already be dark.

However, it is still sunny and bright outside the window, which means that he has probably been gone for more than a day.

Han Yu took a deep breath to calm her slightly agitated emotions.

He quickly straightened his slightly disheveled robes, pushed open the door, and headed towards the competition venue.

The competition was still incredibly intense; the match currently underway was between Shrek Academy and Mingyu Sect.

The two sides seem to have started a team fight, and are locked in a fierce battle with no clear winner.

"Boss, are you done cultivating?"

Yuan Gungun, with his sharp eyes, spotted Han Yu's arrival first and quickly stood up to offer her his seat.

Han Yu waved his hand gently, indicating that Yuan Gun Gun should find a seat. Then, he walked steadily to Ning Tian's side, pulled out a chair, and sat down gracefully.

A faint fragrance emanated from Ning Tian, ​​mixed with the metallic scent unique to the competition venue, which invigorated him.

Han Yu lowered her voice and asked Ning Tian, ​​"How long have I been in seclusion? It feels like my opponents have all changed?"

He turned his head slightly, his gaze sweeping across the competition field, and found that the familiar Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy team was nowhere to be seen, replaced by a team dressed in blue outfits.

"Young Sect Master, you have been in seclusion for four or five days now."

Long Aotian answered respectfully, his tone carrying a hint of awe.

"During your seclusion, Shrek Academy and Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy engaged in a fierce battle."

Long Aotian paused, seemingly recalling the scene at the time, "The Shrek Academy team members were extremely ruthless, even resorting to lethal attacks during the match."

His voice was lower, carrying a hint of barely concealed anger.

"However, there is still a certain gap between their strength and that of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy."

Long Aotian continued, "In the final team battle, Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen, brother and sister, joined forces to use their Martial Soul Fusion Skill. In the end, Shrek Academy was defeated by the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy. Fortunately, this competition was a round-robin format, so they were not eliminated."

Han Yu nodded slightly. Shrek Academy's team was not all present, so their defeat was to be expected.

"After that, we faced off against the Tianlong Sect."

Long Aotian's tone carried a hint of relaxation.

"Although the Tianlong Sect's overall strength is very strong, with Qiu'er and me in charge, we ultimately won the match without any suspense."

Hearing Long Aotian's words, Qiu'er couldn't help but let out a soft snort, glancing sideways at Han Yu with her beautiful eyes, as if to say:

"I can still lead the team to victory even without you."

Looking at Qiu'er's proud expression, Han Yu smiled indulgently and said gently:

"Thank you all for your hard work these past few days. My cultivation level keeps breaking through, which makes it impossible for me to concentrate on the competition."

"This kind of situation will probably happen frequently in the future, Qiu'er, Brother Aotian, I'll have to entrust the team's affairs to you from now on."

Han Yu said sincerely.

Upon hearing Han Yu's words, Qiu'er moved gracefully to Han Yu's side. Under the somewhat puzzled gazes of the crowd, she extended her fair and delicate hand and gently placed it on Han Yu's wrist.

Han Yu could clearly feel a pure soul force slowly flowing into her body through Qiu'er's fingers.

As an auspicious beast, Qiu'er's soul power was extremely domineering, but after entering Han Yu's body, it became unusually gentle and showed no signs of running around.

Qiu'er's soul power circulated within Han Yu's body once before quickly withdrawing.

"Your soul power has actually reached level seventy-five?"

Qiu'er withdrew her hand, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief.

"How did you do that? I took the magic herb, and I'm only level 72 now."

Han Yu gently patted Qiu'er's hand and said with a faint smile:

"I'll tell you about some of the opportunities later."

Han Yu's divine test is different from others' divine tests, so it cannot be shared with others, and therefore Han Yu cannot help others level up.

Looking back, Han Yu will definitely ask the God of Destruction if any other gods want to resign and could pass on their divine positions.

Long Aotian coughed lightly, and seeing Han Yu's gaze fall upon him, he continued:

"After our match against Tianlongmen, a few more matches followed, and our matches are now over."

"The battle currently taking place between Mingyu Sect and Shrek Academy should be coming to an end soon."

As he spoke, Long Aotian looked toward the competition stage.

Han Yu looked over as well, and the truth was just as Long Aotian had said: although Mingyu Sect was very strong, it was still much weaker than Shrek Academy.

At least, they don't have as many Soul Emperors as Shrek Academy.

Han Yu shook her head slightly. Mingyu Sect was quite strong, but if they encountered Shrek Academy, they would still lose.

"By the way, Gun Gun, has anyone been looking for me over there?"

Han Yu turned her head and asked Yuan Gun Gun. Everyone knew that Han Yu was also participating in another competition, so they were not surprised.

Yuan Gungun chuckled and said, "Boss, they did send someone to deliver a message to me, but I made up an excuse by saying that you're under tight security at home and can't go out lately."

"However, I told them that you might participate in the competition at any time, and asked them to reserve a spot for you."

Han Yu smiled and said, "Not bad, Gun Gun, you know how to get things done."

"Hehe, boss, we made a lot of money this time. We should have more of these kinds of competitions."

"Oh, right, there's a match tonight. Since you've just finished your seclusion, shall we go?"

Yuan Gun Gun pointed behind him and said excitedly.

"Then you guys go back after you finish watching the game, I'll go with Gun Gun."

"Okay, be careful." Ning Tian nodded and said gently.

"Don't worry, Young Sect Master, we'll go back after we've finished watching," Long Aotian said.

Han Yu nodded. Since there was no match today, she decided not to stay any longer and followed Yuan Gun Gun towards the Qingse Hotel.

On the way, the two had changed their clothes, with Han Yu still dressed as a noble young master.

Yuan Gungun still looks as handsome as ever.

Chen An personally greeted them in front of the Qingse Hotel today. Upon seeing the two of them appear, she quickly walked over to them.

"You've arrived," Chen An said respectfully, bowing slightly, her tone full of reverence.

"Hmm." Han Yu responded lightly, her gaze sweeping over Chen An with a hint of scrutiny. "What's going on today?"

Chen An dared not be negligent and quickly said, "Today, the higher-ups have sent three powerful Soul Masters to oversee the competition. Two are at level six and one is at level seven, forming a referee team specifically to supervise the fairness of the competition."

"Oh?" Han Yu raised an eyebrow, seemingly intrigued. "Three powerful Soul Masters? It seems the higher-ups are taking this competition very seriously."

Chen An, observing the situation, immediately added, "Of course, this competition concerns the honor of our entire empire, so naturally the higher-ups will treat it with utmost care."

Han Yu didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly, turning her gaze to the side as if she were thinking about something.

"And what about you?" Han Yu suddenly asked, her gaze falling on Chen An again.

Chen An smiled slightly awkwardly and said, "Me? I'm just helping out and running errands. I heard you two were coming, so I made up an excuse to welcome important guests, which gave me the chance to get some fresh air."

"Hmm, you're very good." Han Yu's tone held a hint of appreciation, and her expression softened considerably. "Looks like you're quite clever."

Chen An chuckled, secretly relieved, knowing he had passed the test.

"Sir, I didn't know the rules of today's competition beforehand; they were only announced after the betting began."

Chen An's smile faded, and she began to give a serious report on the details of the competition.

"The 48 Soul Masters who advanced from the previous round will be divided into 24 groups for the knockout rounds in this round, with two Soul Masters in each group."

"Knockout stage?" Han Yu frowned slightly. "It seems this competition is going to be fierce."

"Yes, sir," Chen An nodded.

"Furthermore, this competition will no longer restrict the production of soul tools. We will provide a variety of rare and common metals for soul masters to choose from."

"Oh? There are no longer restrictions on the types of soul tools?"

A glint of light flashed in Han Yu's eyes. "This is rather interesting."

"However, sir, there is a time limit for this competition."

Chen An reminded him, "There are only two hours."

"Two hours?" Han Yu frowned slightly.

"What decent soul tool can be made in such a short time?"

"Therefore, this competition is very difficult."

Chen An explained, "Two hours later, the Soul Masters can only use their newly made Soul Tools for on-site testing. They can observe each other's Soul Tools without touching them with their hands."

"If you find that your soul tool is far inferior to your opponent's, you can choose to concede defeat."

Chen An continued, "But what if neither side will admit defeat..."

"Then we'll have to fight it out properly," Han Yu chimed in, her tone icy.

"Yes, sir."

Chen An nodded and said:

"We've set up a special competition venue, and the rules are as follows..."

He paused, seemingly organizing his thoughts to make it easier for Hanyu to understand.

"Both contestants can only use their newly created soul tools, and cannot use any other soul tools or soul skills, like this..."

As Chen An spoke, he gestured a fighting motion with his hand.

"Finally," Chen An lowered her voice and said, enunciating each word clearly, "whoever wins advances, regardless of life or death."

Han Yu listened, then curled her lip indifferently and chuckled, "Life or death? Ha, that's quite exciting. So today's bet is on who wins and who loses among these people?"

Chen An nodded and explained, "What you're talking about is just one of them. We have many other ways to gamble."

He paused, then continued, "For example, how many games will be played today, how many people will die—you can bet on those things."

Chen An observed Han Yu's expression and, seeing that he did not show any impatience, continued, "Of course, the most important thing is still what you just mentioned, the outcome of a single match."

We will provide odds based on the results of previous matches for your reference.

"Odds?" Han Yu raised an eyebrow, asking with interest, "How are these odds calculated?"

Chen An replied respectfully:

"Your Excellency, these odds will be adjusted continuously based on the betting ratio, and will not be finalized until the moment before the match begins."

After listening, Han Yu nodded in satisfaction, raised her hand, called over Yuan Gungun who was standing to the side, and gave him instructions in front of Chen An:

"Fatty, go and bet one million gold soul coins on me one minute before the match starts."

"Yes, young master."

Yuan Gungun accepted the order and left.

Hearing this, Chen An couldn't help but gasp. This was a huge gamble! (End of Chapter)