Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

Chapter 47 I sensed his intense confidence; I will win!

Upon seeing that the other person was wearing a yellow school uniform, the freshman who was stopped quickly replied, "Senior, we're going to watch a Soul Battle, a Soul Master level one. I'll go first, or there won't be any seats left."

After the student finished speaking, he quickly caught up with the group.

"A Soul Master level battle spirit? Are all the freshmen this strong? I haven't even reached Soul Master yet. I can't miss this match. Let's call the brothers and go watch together!"

The student in the yellow school uniform hurriedly returned to his classroom, ready to call his friends to watch Soul Fighting together.

Because I was walking too fast, I didn't pay attention to my surroundings.

Bang!

Suddenly I felt like I had bumped into a wall, and I couldn't help but take a step back.

Looking up, he saw Bei Bei and Tang Ya, both wearing purple school uniforms, smiling at him. He quickly said, "Senior Bei Bei, I'm sorry, I was in a hurry and accidentally bumped into you."

Beibei smiled gently and waved her hand to indicate that everything was alright.

Then, with some curiosity, he asked, "Why are you in such a hurry? Is something the matter?"

The student in the yellow school uniform said, "I'm in a hurry to watch the Soul Battle, so I'm planning to call a few buddies to go together. This is a great opportunity to increase our combat experience. Speaking of which, this year's freshmen are really fierce, Soul Master level Soul Battles, tsk tsk tsk."

After a moment of reflection, he clasped his hands in a fist salute to Beibei, then turned and left.

Tang Ya exclaimed in surprise, "Are all the freshmen this year this powerful, possessing Soul Master level battle spirits?"

"I thought Han Yu was already pretty amazing, but I never imagined there was someone even more amazing than him!"

"Beibei, let's go watch the game, it'll help us digest our food."

Beibei nodded with a doting look and said, "Okay, let's go take a look. I happen to be a Soul Master as well, so it should be of great help to me."

Tang Ya said, "Should we invite Xiao Yuhao to come along? This level of battle spirit should be a great help to him."

Beibei said, "Forget it, I just saw them running on the track. It seems that old woman Zhou Yi has expelled quite a few students again. Let's not provoke them."

The rumor spread from somewhere that the new students would be engaged in a Soul Master-level battle.

The entire outer courtyard was immediately teeming with people, all rushing towards the Soul Fighting Zone.

Don't underestimate them just because they're freshmen; they're at the Soul Master level. You have to know that there's a difference between Soul Masters.

A newly minted Soul Master cannot be compared to a third-year Soul Master.

At this moment, three or four hundred people were sitting around the edge of the venue, most of them first and second year students, and a few students wearing purple school uniforms.

Yuan Gungun arrived the earliest, so he sat in the first row. Not far from him sat two beautiful figures, Ning Tian and Wu Feng from Class 9.

"Young Master, why are we watching this bastard's match? Is he really that attractive to you?"

At this moment, Wu Feng's face was full of resentment, and he was cursing under his breath.

"Fengmei, what exactly happened between you and Hanyu? I told you to tell me, but you won't. And about Hanyu, you don't understand."

Ning Tian looked helpless and felt a headache coming on as he watched Wu Feng sulking alone.

"It's alright, young master."

Wu Feng whispered, she couldn't very well say that Han Yu had captured her.

While they were talking, Han Yu walked into the venue from the lounge. As soon as he appeared, someone called out to him.

"Go, squad leader! You're so cool!"

Like cheerleaders, the female students in Class 9 cheered for Han Yu.

After awakening his Sharingan, Han Yu has grown into an extremely handsome man with a head of spiky black hair parted in the middle, and a pair of exceptionally bright black eyes. He is dressed in a white school uniform.

Dark gray arm guards covered his forearms and extended to his hands, a blue rope belt was tied around his waist, and a katana was strapped to his back.

In addition to his strong abilities, he has gained a lot of female fans.

Han Yu ignored the cheerleaders below the stage; now was not the time to be in a relationship.

"Tch! Those infatuated girls from Class 9."

Wu Feng, standing to the side, curled his lip in disdain.

Ning Tian's gaze softened as he looked at Han Yu. Han Yu stood there with her arms crossed, her face cold and stern, giving off an air of unfathomable mystery.

Tang Ya and Bei Bei, who had arrived at the viewing area, were seated at the back because they were late.

Tang Ya couldn't help but laugh, "Han Yu seems to have become even more handsome in just a few days, and he's gained quite a few more girls who support him. If I were his age, maybe I'd fall for him too."

"Beibei, I don't remember you being this popular in first grade, right?"

Upon hearing this, Beibei's tense facial muscles twitched slightly. She flicked Tang Ya's forehead helplessly and said, "Xiao Ya, you're the only one in my heart. I'd be happy if anyone else didn't like me."

Upon hearing this, Tang Ya hugged Bei Bei's arm, her face beaming with delight, and said, "Bei Bei, you're so kind."

The surrounding students watching the match: "."

I waited for about a minute.

Dai Huabin had already entered the Soul Arena, accompanied by a middle-aged teacher.

Surprisingly, Dai Huabin's eyes were covered with a black cloth.

As soon as he appeared, the students of Class 5 cheered him on.

Unfortunately, Dai Huabin, whose eyes were covered, couldn't see it, but he felt a little smug at the moment.

Because he was afraid of unconsciously opening his eyes during a fight, he came up with the idea of ​​covering his eyes with a black cloth. That way, even if he opened his eyes, he wouldn't be able to see his opponent because of the black cloth.

This way you won't fall for the opponent's illusion.

Han Yu looked at Dai Huabin, who had his eyes covered, and sneered inwardly, "Fool, do you think you can defeat me like this? The Sharingan is not as simple as it looks."

The trainees below the stage were shocked to see Dai Huabin's appearance.

"This junior is arrogant, actually letting his opponent see everything. You know, if you can't see your opponent, your strength is greatly reduced."

"This junior must be very strong. Even from this distance, I can feel his confidence."

Not far from Ning Tian, ​​a second-year student in a yellow school uniform said with admiration.

Ning Tian, ​​who was standing below the stage, looked at the second-year student with a strange expression. He thought to himself, "Is this person really that powerful? He's clearly afraid of being under an illusion."

However, Ning Tian didn't explain. He glanced at the second-year student in the yellow school uniform and thought to himself, "I hope you hold your chin steady, or it might fall off."

"Hey bro, who do you think has a better chance of winning?" said a tall student next to the student in the yellow school uniform. Judging from his clothes, he was also a second-year student.

"Hey, that goes without saying. Didn't you feel the confidence emanating from the blindfolded student? Ah! That intense sense of suffocation! I can feel his aura even from this far away. I think the blindfolded student is definitely going to win," the student in the yellow uniform said decisively.

"I don't think so. The student with the knife on his back has a stronger presence. I don't know why, but I find him particularly pleasing to the eye. He exudes the same charm as me."

"How about we make a bet? I bet the student with the knife will win, and the loser will have to wash the other's smelly socks for a month."

The tall student said with a smile.

"Hmph, fine, we'll bet. Don't cry if you lose."

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Inside the arena, the two stared at each other in silence, their invisible auras clashing.

The referee walked to the center of the field and said in a deep voice, "Dai Huabin from Class 5, Grade 1, is facing Han Yu from Class 9, Grade 1. You two have already made a bet in private. Are you all ready?"

Han Yu and Dai Huabin nodded to the referee at the same time.

"The match begins." The referee quickly stepped back.

Han Yu and Dai Huabin simultaneously released their martial spirits.

Two spirit rings, one yellow and one purple, rose from beneath Han Yu's feet. On the other side, two spirit rings, one yellow and one purple, also rose from beneath Dai Huabin's feet.

The once noisy Soul Arena instantly became quiet.

"Damn it, what's going on? Wasn't this supposed to be a Soul Master level Battle Spirit? What the hell is this Great Soul Master?"

Everyone, we've finished the previous round, now it's time for the PK! Please keep reading and vote! Keep reading is crucial to whether you can win the PK, and every bit of your support is my motivation!

(End of this chapter)