Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

Below the competition stage, the once noisy crowd was now completely silent; you could hear a pin drop.

The audience stared in disbelief, dumbfounded, as if petrified. Their eyes were fixed on the competition stage, or more precisely, on the boy named Han Yu.

Han Yu remained in the posture of releasing her soul skill, her upright body resembling a javelin, her dark eyes as deep as the starry sky, as if containing endless secrets.

He slowly withdrew his right hand, a trace of lightning still lingering on his fingertips. A faint smell of burning filled the air around him, the traces left by the violent collision of soul forces.

Opposite him, Huo Yuhao had lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground, his body twitching slightly, clearly enduring immense pain.

Huo Yuhao's body was covered with dense cracks, resembling a piece of porcelain about to shatter, a shocking sight.

"It...it just ended like that?"

Someone broke the silence first, muttering to themselves in a trembling voice.

"That was so fast! I didn't even see what happened!"

"Han Yu... he actually killed a Soul Douluo in an instant!"

The audience erupted in a cacophony of discussion, each person expressing their shock and disbelief.

"How is this possible?"

In the VIP section, an elderly man stood up in disbelief, his cloudy eyes filled with shock and confusion.

He is a highly respected elder of the Star Luo Empire, whose strength has reached the peak of Soul Douluo, and he is only one step away from becoming a Title Douluo.

He prided himself on his extensive knowledge, yet he had never seen anything so unbelievable.

"What exactly is the origin of this cold rain?"

The old man stared intently at Han Yu, trying to see through him, but he was destined to be disappointed. Han Yu seemed shrouded in a mist, making him impossible to see or understand.

Although his spirit ring configuration is terrifying, this is just too outrageous!

Han Yu slowly shifted her gaze from the unconscious Huo Yuhao to Zheng Zhan, who was still immersed in shock.

Zheng Zhan was tall and stood like an iron tower, but at this moment he seemed somewhat dazed.

Han Yu sighed softly. He knew that only Zheng Zhan, who was closest and the strongest, could truly understand the cruelty and power of this battle.

"Referee, announce the result of the match."

The sound of the cold rain wasn't loud, but it was like a thunderclap, pulling Zheng Zhan back from his shock.

Zheng Zhan turned to look at Han Yu blankly, a trace of disbelief still lingering in his eyes.

He subconsciously raised his right hand, gently wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead with the rough back of his hand.

Others may have only seen the result of the match, but only Zheng Zhan, the titled Douluo, could feel the destructive power contained in that terrifying soul skill.

He was closest to the cold rain, so naturally he was the one who could best feel that suffocating sense of oppression.

"How lucky I am..."

Zheng Zhan muttered to himself in a low voice, his tone tinged with lingering fear and relief.

He looked at Huo Yuhao, who was lying unconscious on the ground, and secretly rejoiced: if Han Yu hadn't shown mercy, Huo Yuhao would probably have been reduced to ashes and turned into a wisp of smoke by now, and wouldn't be lying here.

"I declare Xue Mo Zong the victor!" The referee's booming voice echoed throughout the arena, announcing the final result of the battle.

"Since the Snow Demon Sect has already won three consecutive matches, they will automatically advance to the finals without even fighting!"

The referee's announcement, like a bolt of lightning, instantly ignited the passion of the entire arena. A deafening roar erupted from the stands, as people raised their hands, shouting excitedly in celebration of the Snow Demon Sect's victory.

The final match will be held the day after tomorrow.

Back at the hotel, everyone rested.

Han Yu and the others returned to their rooms.

They were exhausted after these days, so they certainly wouldn't waste their time to rest.

However, within the Ming capital, undercurrents were surging.

Dinghou Street, located in the western suburbs of Mingdu, is the most inconspicuous corner of this bustling city.

There are no towering skyscrapers or bustling crowds here; instead, there are only low, old houses and narrow, crowded streets.

Most of the shops on both sides of the street had closed, with only a few still open. Dim lights shone through the windows onto the street, creating a desolate and quiet scene.

The streets were sparsely populated, with only a few hurried figures passing by occasionally, adding an eerie atmosphere to the quiet night.

At the end of Dinghou Street, there is a small restaurant called "Old Place". In stark contrast to the dilapidated surroundings, this small restaurant is brightly lit and bustling with people, forming a sharp contrast with the desolation of the surroundings.

The small restaurant is not large, with only four or five tables, and the decoration is simple, even rudimentary, but even so, it cannot dampen the enthusiasm of the diners.

The restaurant was packed, with diners enjoying simple meals while enthusiastically discussing the exciting moments of the day's matches, their words filled with excitement and anticipation.

In the innermost corner of the small restaurant, a table stood out. Three figures dressed in black cloaks and wearing wide-brimmed hats sat around the table, their faces hidden behind the brims of their hats and veils, making it impossible to see their true identities.

They were tall and had an extraordinary air about them, standing out from their surroundings as if they were messengers from another world, adding a touch of mystery to the bustling little restaurant.

"I never expected it to turn out like this." The figure sitting at the innermost part said in a low voice. Her voice was clear and melodious, as beautiful as a nightingale's, but it was deliberately lowered, making it impossible to tell her age and identity.

These three were none other than Princess Xu Jiujiu of the Star Luo Empire, Princess Vina of the Heavenly Soul Empire, and Qiu'er.

Who would have thought that these three stunningly beautiful women, representing three different factions, would meet in such a cramped little restaurant?

Under the dim light, three stunningly beautiful faces, hidden behind veils, whispered to each other, as if plotting something earth-shattering.

Outside the window, people come and go, and the hustle and bustle of the city contrasts sharply with the atmosphere inside the restaurant, making the place seem even more mysterious and unpredictable.

But in such a place, it is indeed difficult to be discovered. After a long while, she gently put down her teacup, her slender fingers lightly stroking the rim, making a soft sound.

She paused for a moment, a complex look flashing in her beautiful eyes, then raised her head, her gaze falling on the tall, elegant woman opposite her, and said in a deep voice:

"Qiu'er, how's the situation over there?"

Qiu'er naturally knew what she meant by asking the question. She nodded slightly and said in a calm but firm tone, "Han Yu, the elders, and I have discussed it and decided to cooperate with your operation."

Upon hearing this, both Xu Jiujiu and Vina visibly trembled; for them, there was no more exciting news than this.

She took a deep breath, suppressing her excitement, her beautiful eyes sparkling with hope. "Great. With your help, our chances will be much better."

She placed her hands on the table, clearly excited. Although she tried to lower her voice, her excitement was still evident.

Sitting beside her, Vina nodded, a smile appearing on her beautiful face. "Excellent," she said. "With such a formidable enemy before us, we must unite. Hopefully, this is a good start. No matter how strong the Sun Moon Empire is, it's not a monolithic entity."

Compared to Shrek Academy, the Heavenly Soul Empire and the Star Luo Empire were clearly more eager to deal with the Sun Moon Empire. If the Sun Moon Empire launched an invasion, both countries would be the first to suffer.

Qiu'er said in a low voice, "Alright, let's discuss the details. Time is of the essence, and after we discuss it, we can go back and make the arrangements. Now you don't need to hide the operation plan from us anymore..."

Xu Jiujiu nodded; she had no doubts about Qiu'er.

The three women's voices faded, leaving only the trembling of their lips behind their veils, like blooming flowers silently conveying their plans and resolve.

"How's the setup going?" Xu Tianran leaned back on the soft couch, his eyes narrowed but gleaming with a sharp light as he stared at a man shrouded in black kneeling not far in front of the couch.

The man in black maintained a respectful kneeling posture, his head bowed, but his tone betrayed a hint of excitement:

"Your Highness, everything is in place. We have heavily guarded the east, south, and north directions, all commanded by level nine soul masters, and each direction is equipped with more than five fixed-position soul-guided cannon shells. As per your instructions, I deliberately leaked some information, and I believe they should be aware of the situation by now."

A cold smile curved Xu Tianran's lips, as if he were satisfied with the man in black's answer, but the glint in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest:

"Very good. What about the west side? How are the preparations going?"

"Your Highness, preparations are complete in the west as well. Those captured earlier are all being held there. We are fully prepared and are just waiting for them to walk right into our trap."

The man in black spoke in a chilling tone, as if he had already foreseen the enemy's fate.

Xu Tianran nodded slightly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes: "Very good. You did a good job. Pass down the order: the entire city will be on high alert for the next two days. Everyone should be on high alert and ready to act at any time."

"Yes!" The man in black respectfully kowtowed and accepted the order, then stood up and disappeared into the shadows like a wisp of smoke.

Xu Tianran turned his gaze to the window, watching the city gradually swallowed by the night, a deep light flashing in his eyes:

"Hopefully they'll make the right choice. If they choose to break out to the west, our losses will be minimized; otherwise..."

He gently turned the ring on his finger, his tone revealing a chilling killing intent, "Then we have no choice but to wipe them all out in one fell swoop."

As he said this, he slowly stood up, and the soft couch he had been leaning against seemed to lose its support and swayed slightly.

He did not release his martial spirit, but his body floated up lightly, like a feather, and slowly landed on the wheelchair not far away.

With a gentle flick of his sleeves, he caused the wheelchair to slide forward automatically, heading towards the study.

Outside the window, night had completely fallen, with countless stars twinkling and moonlight shining like silver, draping this ancient city in a veil of mystery.

The fierce battle between the Snow Demon Sect and the Holy Spirit Sect seemed to inject excitement into the city, filling the air with a restless atmosphere.

However, as night deepened, the noise gradually subsided, replaced by a suffocating silence. The entire city seemed to fall asleep; the streets were deserted, save for the occasional bark of a dog, which only accentuated the tranquility of the night.

The silence in Mingdu lasted until noon the next day. The citizens, who had been immersed in excitement and tension the day before, gradually woke up from their sleep and began their new day. Everything seemed to be back on track.

Yesterday, the match between the Snow Demon Sect and the Holy Spirit Sect was like a whirlwind sweeping through Mingdu, drawing everyone's attention.

The fierce battle, the powerful soul skills, and the ultimate victory of the Snow Demon Sect all became topics of great interest.

In comparison, the upcoming finals between the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy and other academies seem somewhat lackluster.

After all, even the powerful Holy Spirit Sect was defeated by the Snow Demon Sect, so how much of a chance does the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy have? People couldn't help but wonder about this.

Indeed, as the most prestigious soul master academy on the continent, the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy is a force to be reckoned with.

They possess the best teaching staff, the richest resources, and the most rigorous training. However, the strength displayed by the Snow Demon Sect is enough to shock anyone.

Each of their team members possesses formidable strength and extensive combat experience. In particular, their captain has demonstrated incredible talent and skill.

Therefore, most people believe that the overall strength of the Snow Demon Sect is above that of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy.

This final was less a competition between the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy and other academies, and more a contest between the Snow Demon Sect and the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy.

Even if the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy ultimately wins the championship, in people's minds, it will probably be difficult to compare it with the Snow Demon Sect, which defeated the Holy Spirit Sect.

Of course, the outcome of the competition was not entirely without suspense.

After all, the Snow Demon Sect had expended a great deal of energy in the match against the Holy Spirit Sect, and it was still unknown whether their team members could fully recover their form before the finals.

If they cannot fight in their best condition, then the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy may still have a chance.

However, regardless of the outcome, this final is destined to be a spectacular showdown.

As time passed and the sun gradually began to set in the west, the atmosphere in Mingdu seemed to become more enthusiastic again.

Because, in addition to the major competitions on the surface, another competition that is closely related to the lives of many people is about to begin.

And it was the final round!

The final round of the Mingdu Soul Master Elite Competition, hosted by the three major underground forces of Mingdu, will begin tonight.

The three major underground forces will each send three Soul Master experts they have selected to participate.

The betting methods for this final match were quite diverse. Detailed information about the nine participating players had already been leaked. (End of Chapter)