From Douluo Continent onwards, Glory is invincible.

Chapter 40 Lin Fan, the shameless one, takes all the sons!

Moreover, the Clear Sky Sect and all the major sects and families in the world are here. The Spirit Hall is not the Demonic Sect, although its actions behind the scenes are not much different from those of the Demonic Sect. Some of the evil spirit masters in the Spirit Hall have also joined the Demonic Sect. But on the surface, the Spirit Hall is still the side of justice, a holy land for spirit masters to cultivate, and has made great contributions to the development of the spirit master world. That's why so many spirit masters serve the Spirit Hall.

Lin Fan dared to step onto the arena because he knew that Qian Xunji wouldn't dare to attack him on Douhun Mountain. He hadn't done anything yet, nor had he tried to seduce the Holy Maiden Bibi Dong. Even if the Spirit Hall attacked him, the Clear Sky Sect would stop them.

Lin Fan was quite at ease on the arena, enjoying the infatuated gazes from the female disciples of various sects.

His charm far surpasses Tang San's; Tang San only gained popularity because of his immense strength. But Lin Fan, just by standing there, his looks and physique alone are enough to make many girls drool over him. How infuriating!

That master Yu Xiaogang was far inferior to Lin Fan. Ever since Bibi Dong had her affair with Lin Fan, Yu Xiaogang had never crossed her mind again.

Soon, Lin Fan's opponents, the members of the Nebula Palace, also stepped onto the stage, seven of them in total.

After the seven members of the Nebula Palace stepped onto the arena, they were somewhat afraid. They had actually come for Tang Huo'er, and they knew that Tang Huo'er would never kill her opponents except for those from the Demon Sect.

So even knowing they were going to be defeated, many male disciples still wanted to go on stage, just to see her up close.

But now, it was Lin Fan who stepped onto the stage. Lin Fan narrowed his eyes, and his aura suddenly turned icy. At this moment, the arena was not yet sealed off. He slowly walked towards the seven members of the Nebula Palace and said, "You think you can challenge me? Since you're up here, don't come down. I came up here to experience the feeling of killing."

The seven team members quickly retreated, and one of the captains looked at Lin Fan fearfully and said, "May I ask, elder brother of the Clear Sky Sect, what is your soul power level...?"

Lin Fan said arrogantly, "Me? I'm level 59, just like my senior sister. This is my... Haotian Axe."

Lin Fan immediately unleashed the Shadow Battle Axe, and a black ten-thousand-year soul ring flashed across his body. This was the soul ring with the added Divine Stroke after advancement.

Lin Fan then put away the Shadow Battle Axe, and the black soul ring on his body also disappeared.

"What?! Level 59?! This... a ten-thousand-year soul ring..." The captain of the Nebula Palace knelt down with a thud and hurriedly said, "Big brother, let's stop fighting and leave the arena."

The arena for this Elite Soul Master Tournament is quite large, and everyone is currently in the center of it, so running out immediately won't be easy.

The other six team members looked at each other and knelt down as well. The highest level among them was only level 46. How could they possibly defeat a level 59 Soul King? They had no doubt about Lin Fan's level. After all, the Haotian Team had always been a mysterious force in their eyes.

Moreover, Lin Fan had just shown off his ten-thousand-year spirit ring. Although they hadn't seen any other spirit rings, they knew that his first spirit ring couldn't possibly be a ten-thousand-year spirit ring, so they completely believed Lin Fan's words.

"Hmm? Not bad. In that case, each of you kowtow to me, and I'll let you go. It would be best if you cried out something, otherwise, I'd like to experience the feeling of killing..."

Lin Fan pursed his lips, his eyes cold and bloodthirsty.

"Dad..." The captain, who was leading the group, immediately knelt down with a thud and kowtowed deeply.

The remaining six team members, seeing their captain kneel down, also knelt down and kowtowed, calling him "Dad" one after another.

At this time, the restrictions on the arena have not yet been sealed off. There are loudspeakers inside that can broadcast the information to the entire outside of the arena. This is actually the time when both sides announce their martial souls and levels. This is a ritual before a normal duel between soul masters in Douluo Continent. In the original work, the duel is the same, and both sides will announce their own martial souls and levels. The reason for the loudspeaker is to let the audience around the arena know what level both sides are.

Although the Elite Tournament is quite brutal, it still retains this element; the arena will only be sealed off once the actual battle begins.

Unexpectedly, the seven people from the Nebula Palace all knelt down and called him "father." Lin Fan's words were also heard by the disciples of various sects in the stands.

"Level 59, wow, that's amazing! Has the Haotian Team produced another genius like Tang Huo'er?"

"That's amazing..."

"As expected of a strong individual who could join the Haotian Team."

Lin Fan wanted to laugh inwardly, but he said coldly, "Alright, you can all leave now. I'm in a good mood today, but it won't be so easy next time."

"Okay... thank you, big brother, no, thank you, Dad..."

The captain quickly kowtowed again, then immediately got up and led his six teammates off the stage. More than calling them "father," they wanted to save their lives. They knew that in the previous preliminary rounds, a male disciple from the Haotian Sect had single-handedly killed five opponents with the Haotian Hammer—a bloody and brutal act.

"The match has officially begun, now locked down... Hmm? Is it over?"

Only then did the young lady on the floating platform realize that all seven members of the Nebula Palace had left the arena.

"Haotian Sect versus Xingyun Palace, Haotian Sect wins..."

After the young lady on the floating platform finished her announcement, the scene erupted in cheers once again. Lin Fan was now not only charming, but also exuded a domineering aura.

A smile appeared on Lin Fan's lips. He hadn't originally intended to fight; he just wanted Bibi Dong to see that he had arrived.

Fighting is so tiring. This is so much better. I can just show off and win, and I even get seven more sons. Hmm, not bad... I won.

"What's going on? Is it over already? How could he lie? He's not level 59!" Tang Huo'er asked in the stands, puzzled and looking at Lin Fan with surprise.

"Haha, you'll get used to it. There's no rule in the Elite Soul Master Competition that says he can't lie about his level. Xiao Fan is so funny." Liu Erlong laughed.

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On the VIP platform, looking at Lin Fan, Bibi Dong, with her long silver hair, couldn't help but smile. The smile bloomed on her beautiful face; she hadn't smiled in a very, very long time.

But today, since Lin Fan stepped onto the stage, this is the third time she has smiled from the bottom of her heart.

"He's still the same old him, always doing funny things. If he were by my side, I probably wouldn't feel lonely."

Looking at Lin Fan on the stage, Bibi Dong felt a longing for happiness, but when she thought about what was going to happen next, her smile gradually disappeared.

"I hope you didn't really come for me. I'm already content just to have seen you. I'll handle the rest myself. I just hope you live well. If we're not meant to be in this life, may we be together again in the next..."

Bibi Dong's eyes regained their tranquility.

"A bunch of idiots! This piece of trash is at most level 35, and he got fooled like that. Kid, let's see how long you can be so smug..."

Seeing Lin Fan's appearance on the arena, Qian Xunji couldn't help but grit his teeth. If it weren't for the rules of Douhun Mountain, he would have wanted to cut Lin Fan into a thousand pieces long ago.

On the other side, Tang Xiao, Tang Hao, Tang Yiran, and Tang Yuehua, who were in the VIP seats, all had different expressions.

"Why did Huo'er let him go on stage alone? Xiao Fan is just here to make us laugh." Tang Yiran pursed her lips, but a smile appeared on her face.

Tang Hao's younger sister, Tang Yuehua, also looked at Lin Fan with admiration. "What an interesting child..."

Just as Lin Fan was about to step off the stage, the young lady on the floating platform suddenly spoke.

"Wait, Haotian Sect contestant, since it's over before it even started, you can continue to participate in the next match. The next match is Haotian Sect versus Dog Beating Sect. Please bring your contestants to the stage."

"The Dog-Beating Sect, how can it have such a bizarre name?"

Lin Fan stopped, returned to the center of the arena, and said, "Okay, I'll participate. This time, I'll fight alone."

"Alright then, please invite the contestants from the Dog-Beating Sect to come up on stage."

The hostess's pleasant voice echoed around the stands.

On the VIP platform, Qian Xunji squinted his eyes, then used his mental transmission technique to tell a guard behind him, "Go and tell the Dog Beating Sect that this Lin Fan is no more than level 35, not a level 59 Soul King at all. If you can kill him, the Spirit Hall will reward you handsomely."

The guard behind Qian Xunji was also a Soul King. He immediately received Qian Xunji's telepathic message, nodded, and left the VIP platform.

Lin Fan stood on the arena for a while before he saw the group from the Dog Beating Sect come on stage. The Dog Beating Sect members were dressed very much like the Beggar Clan disciples in Lin Fan's memories of his previous life, in tattered clothes, but they were not thin or weak. The leaders were all tall men who were eighteen years old this year.

Seven people stood opposite Lin Fan.

Lin Fan sneered and said, "What? You guys dressed in such shabby clothes dare to challenge this Soul King?"

"Pah..." one of the men immediately pointed at Lin Fan and said, "You're not a Soul King at all, you're just a Soul Venerable who's not even level 35. I can't believe the Clear Sky Sect would send such a piece of trash like you to make a fool of us. Our Dog Beating Sect finally has a chance to defeat the Clear Sky Sect."

Holy crap, how did I get exposed? This shouldn't be happening. Who said that?

Lin Fan was a little unhappy. The captain of the Dog Beating Sect looked at Lin Fan with a mocking expression and said, "If you're so capable, show us all your spirit rings and let us see if you're a Spirit King."

"That's right, I'm definitely not."

As Lin Fan spoke, he released his first martial soul, the Purple Flame Fire Tiger, and instantly, three soul rings appeared on his body.

"What... he's only a Soul Master..."

"How could the Haotian Sect let such a weak contestant go on stage..."

"He just lied to his opponent, claiming to be a Soul King, and made the people from the Nebula Palace kowtow to him and call him 'father.' He's shameless."

"Exactly, shameless."

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For a moment, shouts of protest came from all around the arena from the male disciples, but the female disciples' love for Lin Fan remained undiminished.

"That's his tactic. He's so clever. He humiliated his opponent without even lifting a finger."

"He's so handsome, he must be very young, but he has such a great physique..."

Even the Ice Phoenix Clan, including another girl with the Ice Phoenix Martial Soul, was staring at Lin Fan on the arena with a lovesick expression.

As the captain of the Ice Phoenix Clan, Shui Yue'er's younger sister, Shui Qing'er, suddenly pinched the girl next to her and said, "What are you doing, acting like you've never seen a man before? We're in the same group, and we might run into him next time. If he dares to go on stage alone again, I'll definitely teach that liar a lesson."

Lin Fan remained completely unmoved by the noise from the stands, a smile playing on his lips.

The seven members of the Dog-Beating Sect released their martial spirits, all of which were sticks—the Dog-Beating Sticks.

At the same time, the soul rings on the seven members of the Dog Beating Sect also appeared, with three Soul Masters and four Soul Venerables.

At that moment, Lin Fan immediately moved and rushed towards the edge of the arena.

"Damn it, he's trying to escape! Let's all attack together and kill him! The Spirit Hall will reward us handsomely..."

The captain of the Dog-Beating Stick immediately shouted, and the seven of them chased after Lin Fan. Leading the charge were three Soul Masters of level 40 or above.

But Lin Fan suddenly stopped at the edge of the arena, and the three Soul Masters raised their sticks and smashed them down on Lin Fan.

But when their sticks landed on the edge of the ring, they suddenly discovered that Lin Fan had mysteriously disappeared.

"What... Oh no, I can't stop."

The three Soul Masters were immediately shocked. They knew that once someone fell off the stage, they were eliminated and could not return. They quickly stopped and barely managed to come to a stop at the edge of the stage.

"Thank goodness..." the captain said with a sigh of relief, panting.

"What's so good about that..." Lin Fan's eerie figure had already appeared behind them, ruthlessly charging and sending the three of them flying.

"Oh no, this...this..."

"Get out of here..."

Lin Fan kicked the three Soul Masters off the stage, sending them crashing into the golden barrier a few meters away. They landed on the ground, their faces pale.

This golden barrier won't trigger an attack if you bump into it from inside the arena; it just prevents you from getting out.

"You're shameless."

The three men got up and glared at Lin Fan fiercely.

Lin Fan chuckled. It wasn't that he couldn't defeat these three Soul Masters, but fighting like this would obviously make them angrier. They would feel frustrated because they thought they could have easily defeated him but lost the match, and that feeling of humiliation was truly exhilarating.

At this moment, another disciple of the Dog-Beating Sect raised his stick and attacked from behind, shouting, "I'll beat you to death, you shameless bastard!"

Lin Fan immediately turned around, snatched the stick from his hand, and kicked the level 32 Soul Master disciple onto the arena. He then used his Martial Soul Stick to beat the Dog Beating Sect disciple mercilessly.

"So you're the Dog-Beating Sect, huh? I never thought you'd become the dogs yourselves."

"Ah...I was wrong, I won't do it again...I'm a dog...Daddy..."

This disciple of the Dog-Beating Sect was quite young. After being hit a few times, he couldn't bear the pain and actually called out "Dad."

"Little Bai, you big idiot! Your martial spirit has been stolen! Can't you take it back? You're a disgrace to our Dog-Beating Sect."

The captain of the Dog-Beating Clan in the audience cursed viciously, his hand cramping with anger.

(End of this chapter)