Douluo Continent: Building a Divine Kingdom Starting from the Spirit Hall

Without much thought, he charged forward again, while Tian Hao dodged once more, searching for a weakness in the opponent's defense.

"That kind of defense is not easy to break through. I bet Xiao Haozi will have to rely on delaying tactics to win."

Golden Crocodile Douluo secretly made another bet with Qian Daoliu. As a metal-attribute beast spirit, he could naturally see at a glance how strong the Netherworld White Tiger's defense was now, which was definitely not something Tian Hao could break through at the moment.

The only option now is to rely on our powerful soul force to wear down the opponent.

"I bet he can break the gold skin that little tiger is wearing."

Qian Daoliu had a lot of confidence in his grandson-in-law. Besides, since the old crocodile had said so, what choice did he have?

However, he did have some confidence in his grandson-in-law.

Compared to the relaxed demeanor of the two big shots, the other spectators were very nervous, especially the teams from the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire, who all hoped that their own empire's team could win.

This is a battle for imperial honor, and cannot be taken lightly.

Of course, some people hold the opposite view.

Tang Zhen and Xue Ye had deep, dark eyes and were filled with murderous intent. Neither of them wanted that person to win the championship, as it would greatly affect their plans.

"Uncle Bone!"

Ning Fengzhi, who was not far away, looked at the ancient banyan tree and couldn't tell for a moment who would win.

The Netherworld White Tiger is indeed very strong, especially its defensive capabilities, but the consumption of the Martial Soul Fusion Skill is extremely high, and Dai Xueyi and the other person definitely cannot last too long.

Now it remains to be seen whether Dai Xueyi and her companion can defeat Tian Hao before their soul power is exhausted; otherwise, defeat is inevitable.

"It's hard to say."

Gu Rong shook his head; he couldn't predict who would ultimately win.

He will win!

Leng Qing'er suddenly spoke, convinced that the little guy would win.

Ning Fengzhi glanced at her in surprise but said nothing. He genuinely couldn't understand women's intuition.

Regardless of what the spectators in the stands were thinking, in the arena, Tian Hao and the Netherworld White Tiger fought fiercely, and he was in danger several times, almost getting scratched by the tiger's claws.

"Your soul power should have been more than half depleted!"

Seizing the opportunity, Tian Hao leaped back and stared at the Netherworld White Tiger that had turned around, feeling quite troubled by it.

While being large has its disadvantages, this person is also agile and has incredibly rich combat experience, never giving himself a chance to get close.

"Are you trying to drag us down?"

Dai Xueyi's words were equally troubling to Tian Hao.

The opponent's reaction speed was too fast; several times, their deadly attacks were narrowly dodged.

One or two times could be considered an accident, but to do it every time is a skill.

"No, I intend to shatter your proud defenses with my next strike."

Having stated his next thought, Tian Hao held the Purple Gold Grass Sword horizontally in front of him, and slowly ran his left hand along the blade.

Based on the Sword Intent Soul Core and Sword Domain, the power of the two Grass Sword Soul Cores embedded in the sword body is unleashed, further compressing the sword energy and making it completely integrated.

The original sixteen layers of sword energy were rapidly and forcibly compressed and fused, turning into a barely perceptible thin film attached to the sword. However, the film was unstable and seemed poised to bounce back and shatter at any moment.

At the same time, the Netherworld White Tiger pounced again at lightning speed, its left claws grabbing out with astonishing force and speed, and its claws were extremely sharp.

If he were to be hit, even with Tian Hao's thick layer of soul power defense, he would be crippled if he didn't die.

After all, its size is what it is.

At the same time, the other tiger claw was poised to strike, ready to prevent Tian Hao from dodging again, clearly intending to seize the opportunity to take him down in one fell swoop.

However, this time Tian Hao did not dodge. He dragged the Purple Gold Grass Sword behind him in a drawing posture, then leaped up and instantly arrived in front of the Netherworld White Tiger's head.

"Sword Drawing Technique!"

He suddenly drew his sword, his feet treading on sword energy, and the Purple Gold Grass Sword pierced out instantly, pointing directly at the Netherworld White Tiger's left eye.

Dai Xueyi and the other person reacted quickly, tilting the tiger's head to the side and raising their paws to swat it, feeling quite pleased with themselves.

The opponent's reaction is very quick, but once they are in mid-air, it is difficult for them to react flexibly. Even if they can move on the sword energy, it is not as good as the solid ground, and their speed and flexibility will be reduced a lot.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

However, before the huge tiger's claws could strike, the entire massive tiger body froze.

Tian Hao's Purple Gold Grass Sword had completely penetrated the Netherworld White Tiger's hardest point, the center of its forehead. The thin membrane of sword energy attached to the sword exploded, wreaking havoc inside the Netherworld White Tiger.

That soul skill only strengthens the surface defense, but the interior is relatively weak.

"boom!"

The soul power went berserk, and the Netherworld White Tiger's massive body exploded, revealing two figures inside. Zhu Yuying fell into a coma, and although Dai Xueyi could barely stand, she was in very poor condition and could collapse at any moment.

You win!

Steadying herself, Dai Xueyi, though pale-faced, showed no sign of defeat; in fact, she readily admitted defeat.

She had already given it her all, without holding back at all, and the other party had broken through her proud defense head-on, so what was there to be dissatisfied about?

"Looking forward to our next battle."

Nodding to Dai Xueyi, Tian Hao turned and walked towards the main stands.

Although Tang Yuehua didn't come, the play still had to go on, laying the groundwork for the final big show.

At the same time, the members of the Star Luo Royal Academy team quickly stepped forward to help Dai Xueyi up. After confirming that she was alright, they walked together towards the main stands.

All the team members from both empires came out and stood in front of the main stands.

Unlike the high and imposing main stands in the Tian Dou region, the main stands set up by the Spirit Hall here are not high, only one meter high.

Everyone stood outside the stone platform, looking at Pope Qian Xunji, who sat in the main seat.

"I, Qian Xunji, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, hereby announce that the final champion of this year's All-Continent Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament is—Illusory Sound Academy."

Congratulations, young man!

Standing up and stepping down from the throne, Qian Xunji stood three meters in front of Tian Hao and announced the winner of the championship.

"Such intense killing intent!"

As Qian Xunji approached, sensing the hidden killing intent in his heart, Tian Hao thought to himself, "This guy really intends to kill me."

He wasn't too surprised by this. His view of Qian Xunji was similar to that of Xiong Ba in the Hong Kong comic "Storm Riders," a ruthless and cunning tyrant who would definitely eliminate anyone who threatened his position.

Therefore, he never truly trusted Qian Xunji from the very beginning and was already on guard.

According to his calculations, Qian Ruyi has likely already passed the Nine Trials of the Angels. With the mindset of an angel, he should be able to help her pass the trials soon and become a second-generation angel god.

With an older sister to protect you, what's there to be afraid of?

Chapter 223 Counterattack

"These seven soul bones are the prize for the champion of this competition, and they are now yours!"

Unaware of what someone was thinking, Qian Xunji maintained his gentle smile and took out seven soul bones that he had prepared beforehand from his storage soul tool.

Although most of these seven soul bones are less than 50,000 years old and not very complete, one of them is quite good. It is not only very complete but also very old.

Moreover, since they are soul bones, even if most of them are incomplete and their age is not very high, they are still priceless.

Countless people were filled with greed as they looked at those seven soul bones, which were the soul bones that every soul master dreamed of.

"Your Holiness, may I request a different reward?"

Under everyone's gaze, Tian Hao suddenly spoke up, making a request that surprised most people.

"Oh? What reward?"

Following the pre-planned script, Qian Xunji showed a curious expression and gestured for her to continue.

"I once heard my teacher say that a long time ago we had a powerful soul tool civilization. Back then, soul tools were no less powerful than martial souls, and there were many kinds, including musical instrument-type soul tools."

Unfortunately, that civilization was interrupted, many soul tool manufacturing techniques were lost, and some precious soul tools are becoming increasingly rare.

"The Spirit Hall is the oldest power on the entire continent, and it must surely possess such a treasure. I would like to exchange this championship prize for a harp-shaped soul tool. I humbly request Your Majesty's permission."

Speaking according to the pre-planned script, Tian Hao even revealed a touch of tenderness and affection, as if he was thinking of someone.

Seeing this, Qian Xunji couldn't help but twitch his brow. This kid's acting skills were getting better and better. If he didn't know it was a script, he really wouldn't have been able to tell.

Without saying anything, Qian Xunji gestured to a cardinal who was following beside him.

"Your Majesty, we do have several harp-type soul tools in our collection, but they are all damaged and almost impossible to repair with current technology. However, we do have one horizontal harp that remains intact."

The cardinal recalled for a moment and replied.

"Hengqin is fine too."

Tian Hao said he could accept a Hengqin (a type of Chinese zither).

"Young man, let me give you one last reminder: these are seven soul bones, one of which is incredibly complete and has been aged for 80,000 years. It is undoubtedly a treasure of the soul master world. If all seven are gathered together, it could even create one or two titled Douluo. Have you thought this through?"

Qian Xunji offered a seemingly kind reminder, saying that this was still set in the script.

"I've made up my mind. Although soul bones are very precious, there are things that are even more precious to me, things that are truly priceless."

Tian Hao replied without hesitation, his eyes filled with even stronger affection. This was the result of his practice sessions in front of the mirror many times during his spare time.

"Crench!"

Upon hearing this, Xueye, who had stood up not far away, clenched her teeth, clearly understanding the meaning behind the person's words.

Tang Yuehua is now his fiancée, but that thing still keeps bothering him. If it weren't for the inappropriate situation and the fact that the thing is too strong, he would have wanted to immediately activate his martial soul and unleash his soul skill to tear it apart.

Tang Zhen also looked unwell; he, too, could not ignore the seven soul bones—no one or any force would complain about having too many of those treasures.

That kid's got a screw loose.

"fool!"

Yingmei muttered something below, but inwardly she was quite envious of that kind of sincere affection.

There are many others who share this envy, mostly women who are more emotional.

How many people in this world would give up seven priceless soul bones for the sake of a relationship?