Douluo Continent: I Have a Nameless Law

One of the tall, thin men crossed his arms and stared at Gu Han with a disdainful look.

Gu Han was speechless. Why did he have to run into this kind of thing again? But it didn't matter. He would just test the waters with these two.

"How should I address you two brothers?"

Upon hearing this, the two immediately stood back to back, facing Gu Han sideways. The skinny man spoke first, saying, "My name is Big Monkey, my martial soul is Snow Ape, and I am a level 33 Power Attack Soul Master."

"My name is Zhu Ganglie, my martial soul is the Nine-Foot Ice Rake, and I am a level 34 Power Attack Soul Master."

"We are the Pig-Monkey Duo!"

Gu Han's lips twitched, but these two were indeed a bit troublesome in terms of level, so he didn't react immediately. He cupped his hands and said, "I am Gu Han, a member of the Spirit Hall. May I ask what rules you two gentlemen are referring to?"

"Martial Arts, the Spirit Hall?"

"Are you from the Spirit Hall?"

Upon hearing this, the two immediately dropped their contempt. After all, the Spirit Hall was not a force to be trifled with, and most Soul Masters would keep to themselves when they encountered members of the Spirit Hall.

"Yes."

Seeing their reactions, Gu Han knew he had made the right bet and couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "The name of the Spirit Hall is really useful."

"Ahem, it's nothing. We just want to make friends with Brother Gu."

Gu Han sized up the two of them. They didn't look like teenagers at all; they looked more like people in their thirties.

"You're not students of this college, are you?"

"Of course, we are the security guards at the gate of the college. As long as the students pay protection money, we are responsible for protecting the students here."

Sure enough, after hearing what the big monkey said, Gu Han got the answer: these two were clearly just two thugs who bullied children by taking advantage of their strength.

Furthermore, they may have had some connections backing them up, which is why they weren't purged.

"Uh, okay, gentlemen, I have something to do. We can have a chat another day when we meet."

"go Go."

After learning that Gu Han was a Soul Master from the Spirit Hall, the two did not make things difficult for him and made way for him to pass.

Chapter 7 Battle Spirit, Stunning the Audience

"Big brother, this kid is from the Spirit Hall, why is he studying here? Doesn't the Spirit Hall have its own education system?"

Seeing Gu Han walk away, the big monkey asked in confusion.

"fool!"

Zhu Ganglie slapped the big monkey on the back of the head with his fat hand and said irritably, "The Spirit Hall Academy is on the same level as noble academies like Heaven Dou and Star Luo. Not just anyone can get in."

"Besides, isn't it the same to educate students by sending them to other schools?"

"That's true, it can save a lot of money this way."

The big monkey nodded thoughtfully, its eyes filled with a clear sense of foolishness, perhaps because it was often slapped by Zhu Gang.

"Yes, that's right."

Zhu Ganglie stood with his hands behind his back, looking like he was a promising student.

After getting rid of those two guys, Gu Han tidied up his dormitory. It has to be said that the name of the Spirit Hall was really useful; he managed to get a single dormitory room by virtue of it.

However, this is also due to his talent and value. If he were a twelve-year-old Soul Master with only one Soul Ring, even the Spirit Hall wouldn't give him any special treatment.

Like last time, Gu Han was a transfer student who had only attended halfway through the semester. He would make time to ask the teachers about the classes he had missed and also go to the academy's library to look up information.

The books in the Advanced Soul Master Academy are more comprehensive than those in the Junior Academy.

After everything was fully prepared, Gu Han headed to the Dragon City Grand Arena.

At the registration window of the Great Soul Arena, Gu Han submitted his identity and basic information, and gave himself the code name "Sword Master".

He bought a somewhat comical smiley face mask, not expecting it to conceal his identity.

Larger organizations can find a person's information based on their martial spirit and characteristics.

He was still guarding against those unfamiliar audience members, or those who were not recognized on stage.

A level 22 student at the age of twelve is quite a genius. If someone with a grudge against the Spirit Hall finds out his identity, there will inevitably be a lot of trouble.

Because Gu Han always kept to himself, he only signed up for the individual competition.

His first opponent was a level 25 offensive-type Soul Master whose Martial Soul was a large ice-attribute hammer.

Of course, Gu Han had staked all his deposit on himself, showing he had absolute confidence in himself.

The competition was hosted by a young lady with a butterfly martial spirit. She was flying above the arena, holding a microphone and announcing the opening of the competition.

"The next match is between Mr. Jian and Du Jun."

"Below are the martial spirits and soul power levels of both sides."

Mr. Sword: Martial Soul: Xuanshuang Sword, Level 22 Power Attack Type Great Soul Master.

Du Jun: Martial Soul: Cold Iron Hammer, Level 25 Power Attack Type Great Soul Master.

"Please welcome both sides to the stage!"

Gu Han, wearing a mask, walked onto the stage. Opposite him was a burly man who was two meters tall.

"Hehe, kid, not only are you hiding your face, but you've also chosen such a low-class mask."

Du Jun stared at the comical smiling mask on Gu Han's face and couldn't help but loudly mock him.

This remark immediately drew a burst of laughter from the audience.

Gu Han's eyes behind the mask turned cold. He would never provoke others, but he would never tolerate those who provoked him.

"Referee, can we begin the competition now?"

Gu Han didn't seem to be affected by the ridicule on the field, and calmly looked at the female referee in mid-air.

The young woman turned her gaze to Du Jun and asked routinely, "Is Du Jun ready?"

"Hehe, of course, watch me beat this kid so badly his own parents won't recognize him."

Du Jun produced a large iron hammer and slammed it into the ground, completely ignoring Gu Han.

In his view, the opponent was just a level 22 brat. He had fought in the Great Soul Arena for at least a hundred matches, so dealing with a newcomer was a piece of cake.

"Game start!"

As the referee announced the news, two yellow century-old soul rings rose simultaneously beneath Gu Han and Du Jun's feet.

First Soul Skill: Frost Sword Qi!

As soon as he finished speaking, the first spirit ring under Gu Han's feet lit up instantly, and a layer of sharp, extremely cold sword energy adhered to the sword.

With a single sword strike, a terrifying ice-attribute sword aura hurtled toward Du Jun at incredible speed, even covering the arena with a layer of ice crystals along its path.

Du Jun's expression immediately sharpened, and he dared not be careless. His second spirit ring immediately lit up.

"Second Soul Skill, Wrath of the Frost!!"

With Du Jun's roar, the large iron hammer in his hand instantly enlarged, its head as tall as a person, and slammed down on the sword energy that Gu Han had unleashed.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Thanks to the Nameless Law, Gu Han's strength has reached a terrifying level over the years. Just a casual sword strike from him was enough to make a Great Soul Master, who was two levels higher than him, struggle with all his might to defend against it.

boom! !

It took Du Jun almost 80% of his soul power to barely break through Gu Han's casual sword energy.

"Whoosh..."

Du Jun's muscular chest heaved violently as he panted heavily.

However, Gu Han would not give his opponent a chance to breathe. Almost immediately, Gu Han's sword was at Du Jun's feet.

"Varied……!!"

Du Jun's eyes widened. The tip of the Xuan Shuang Sword was already pointing at his throat. The terrifying coldness and sharpness emanating from it made Du Jun feel a chill run down his spine.

"I...I give up..."

Du Jun didn't dare to move, and tremblingly admitted defeat.

Upon hearing this, Gu Han then sheathed his Xuan Shuang sword.

"You'll get into trouble if you keep your mouth shut from now on."

Du Jun finally came to his senses, and instantly lost all strength, collapsing onto the stage and passing out.

quiet!

The entire audience fell silent.

Even the female referee was astonished, her mouth slightly agape, completely stunned. If flying hadn't become second nature to her, she might have already fallen.

"Referee, can we announce the result now?"

Gu Han looked up at the female referee flying in mid-air.

"Ah, oh, okay."

Upon hearing Gu Han's question, the female referee snapped out of her daze, nodded, picked up the microphone, and announced loudly.

"I hereby declare the winner of this Soul Fighting Match to be Mr. Sword!!"

After hearing the results announced, Gu Han put away his martial spirit and turned to leave the scene.

boom!!!

The entire audience was instantly stunned and rose to their feet.

"Du Jun actually lost!"

"This...how is this possible!"

"You know, Du Jun is a top-tier Soul Master, and he once achieved a terrifying ten-game winning streak. How could he lose to a newcomer whose Soul Power is inferior to his?!"

Everyone was shocked. Du Jun was not invincible; he would lose sometimes, which was not surprising.

But what they never expected was that Du Jun not only lost, but lost so thoroughly, in less than half a minute from start to finish.