From Douluo Continent onwards, Glory is invincible.

Chapter 36 The stunningly beautiful goddess Bibi Dong shocks the entire audience.

The seven members of the Yu clan quickly stepped onto the first arena. All seven were strong men, but they were very tall and did not look like they were sixteen or seventeen years old. All seven of them were wearing hard iron armor. The seven of them stood in a row, which was extremely intimidating.

Lin Fan knew that the martial soul of the Yu clan was the Plate Armored Rhinoceros, which could be considered one of the most powerful defensive martial souls in the entire Douluo Continent.

These seven people clearly all possess the Plate Armor Rhinoceros Martial Soul. For the Yu Clan, what kind of control or support would weaken the team? What they want is to maximize the advantages of the Rhinoceros Martial Soul, forming an absolute defense with the seven of them as one.

"All the members of the Yu Clan have made their appearances. As for the members sent by the Spirit Hall, do you think they'll send their strongest Holy Maiden again this year to challenge for a single player achieving consecutive victories in the preliminary rounds?"

The young lady on the floating platform picked up the microphone and began to speak, which made the disciples of various families around the stands, who were already in a frenzy, even more excited.

Before last year, it was unheard of for one person to challenge a winning streak in the preliminary rounds. In order to hide their strength, these powerful sects might send two or three people to fight in the preliminary rounds, while the others would conserve their strength.

Sending only one person to fight against an entire team of seven on this life-or-death arena is not only extremely reckless but also extremely dangerous. Once the arena closes, no one can enter to rescue them. Most sects wouldn't risk their disciples like this.

However, in an effort to prove their strength, the Spirit Hall had often fielded only one disciple in the preliminary rounds several years ago. But until last year, they hadn't succeeded; their disciple would often fail against powerful teams. They would also temporarily increase their numbers, and losing one or two rounds in the preliminary rounds wouldn't affect their advancement.

Last year, first, there was the Holy Maiden Bibi Dong, who achieved seven consecutive victories and entered the finals. Then, there was Tang Huo'er from the Haotian Sect, who also achieved six consecutive victories and entered the finals. The two of them have become idols in the hearts of many young disciples of this generation.

At this moment, Bibi Dong, who had come down from the VIP seats, finally stepped onto the ring.

At this moment, she wore neither a crown nor a scepter. She wore a silver gauze dress, had beautiful long hair, a delicate face, and deep eyes. She did not have an aloof air, but rather a girlish grace and liveliness.

With her long, flowing hair and youthful beauty, she is a true goddess, several times more beautiful than Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing in the anime.

It was dazzling and eye-catching, eliciting cheers from the entire audience.

But Bibi Dong remained expressionless as she walked step by step onto the arena, cold as ice, seemingly oblivious to the burning gazes, cheers, and applause from the surrounding stands.

As Tang Huo'er watched Bibi Dong walk onto the stage, her expression gradually turned cold. Her previous ease and casualness vanished instantly. She pursed her lips and said seriously.

"Very good, Bibi Dong. In this competition, the only opponent who can make me go all out is you. Your continued participation makes my year of hard training worthwhile..."

Seeing the cheers and jubilation from the stands around him, Lin Fan felt a sense of joy.

I never imagined that before my wife became Pope, she had such a glamorous side, becoming the goddess in the hearts of so many Soul Master disciples. But what's the use of you licking her boots? You can't have her, you can only watch from afar and think about her.

But I, Lin Fan, have it all, and she will soon give me a daughter as beautiful as her…

Seeing that Lin Fan seemed to be gradually smiling, Tang Huo'er suddenly looked at him with icy eyes and slapped his leg.

"What the hell are you doing, Senior Sister..." Although Tang Huo'er didn't use her soul power at all, this almost broke Lin Fan's bones. He immediately came to his senses, and the slightly unpleasant smile on his lips disappeared instantly.

Yeah, what time is it now? Why are you daydreaming at a time like this?

Tang Huo'er stared at her and said, "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a girl before? A saintess has mesmerized you like that. Is she that beautiful?"

"It really is beautiful... uh..." Lin Fan hadn't finished speaking when he met Tang Huo'er's cold gaze, and immediately shut up and turned his gaze elsewhere.

"Hmph, is she as good-looking as me? Are her legs as long as mine...?"

Tang Huo'er seemed to have really started comparing her beauty with Bibi Dong. Lin Fan quickly shut up and didn't say a word. Speaking carelessly at this moment would really get him killed.

But Lin Fan still made a comparison in his mind. Bibi Dong's legs were indeed not as long as Tang Huo'er's, but Bibi Dong's figure was also exceptionally good. She was over 1.7 meters tall, only slightly shorter than Lin Fan at his current height, which was exactly the height of a modern goddess.

Tang Huo'er's words were a bit too high, but both girls have their own merits. However, in Lin Fan's heart, she is still more beautiful than Bi Dong.

"The Spirit Hall's participating team has entered the arena. Both sides are ready. The arena will now be sealed off..."

The hostess's voice came again, and Lin Fan quickly put his mind at ease and began to watch Bibi Dong's match seriously. Seeing Bibi Dong's icy demeanor, he still felt a little sorry for her.

Bibi Dong definitely didn't know he was here. He was only in his thirties, and under normal circumstances, he wouldn't even have the qualifications to come and watch the competition in the Haotian Sect.

That's why Bibi Dong is so cold and sorrowful. She is only being used by the Spirit Hall, and there are no friends or relatives around the crowded arena.

Thinking of all this, Lin Fan's eyes reddened slightly. Before becoming Pope, Bibi Dong had such a difficult life, enduring loneliness and pressure all the time. She knew the hardships of being a saintess, which is why she was especially kind to her disciple Hu Liena later on.

Bibi Dong's strength should be enough to fight the Yu clan, right?

Lin Fan suddenly began to worry about Bibi Dong. He was not like those heartless people from the Spirit Hall who, in order to establish the Spirit Hall's authority, let her go to this arena alone to fight against the entire Yu Clan.

If Bibi Dong were in any danger, Lin Fan would rush to her rescue without hesitation.

"That golden barrier can stop the Ruthless Charge, but it shouldn't be able to stop Flash."

Lin Fan knew that his teleportation could pass through any obstacle, and since it wasn't a soul skill, it should be able to get through. Seeing Qian Xunji sitting unharmed on the VIP platform, Lin Fan couldn't help but grit his teeth.

"Besides Bibi Dong, there's not a single good person in the Spirit Hall. That bastard Qian Xunji, one day I'll slowly slice you to pieces."

On the arena, the seven members of the Yu clan immediately released their martial spirits, and various colored spirit rings appeared on their bodies.

Five Soul Masters and two Soul Venerables—this lineup is already quite powerful.

"Second Soul Skill, Rhino Armor..."

The seven people simultaneously unleashed their second soul skill, and thick gray armor materialized on their bodies. Combined with their iron armor, their defensive capabilities were truly astonishing.

The seven immediately stood back to back, forming what they called an absolute defense.

The captain of the Imperial Clan then spoke.

"Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, it's true that we are outnumbered seven to one, which is a bit unfair to you, but you are so powerful that we have no choice but to do so. We apologize for the inconvenience."

"Enough nonsense. If you want to live, get off the stage now..."

Bibi Dong remained expressionless, but her voice was icy cold. She had undergone all sorts of cruel training at the Spirit Hall since childhood, and she was not afraid of killing. However, in this Elite Tournament, she did not want to become a tool for the Spirit Hall to kill. If the Yu Clan left the arena now, it would not be considered disobeying orders.

Six spirit rings gradually appeared on her body.

Yellow, purple, purple, purple, black, black.

"What... Soul... Soul Emperor?" The seven members of the Yu clan all showed expressions of shock.

On the VIP platform, Tang Xiao, the sect leader of Haotian Sect, immediately became extremely shocked.

A Soul Emperor at the age of eighteen—there should be no other Soul Emperor on the continent. In just one year, she actually became a Soul Emperor and successfully absorbed her sixth Soul Ring.

This... is only her first martial soul.

Tang Hao calmly said, "Yi Ran told me that this Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall has become a Soul Emperor, but in order not to affect the morale of the Haotian Team, I have never told Huo'er."

(End of this chapter)