Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1690 My surname is Donghuang, and my given name is Xiuyi.

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As the three heroes of Tiandou completely lost their fighting power, the dust in the arena gradually settled, but the noise did not stop immediately.

Countless eyes were focused on the purple figure sitting serenely on the throne.

After the initial extreme excitement and exclamations, the boiling wave of voices quickly subsided, like the receding tide.

The eyes of hundreds of thousands of spectators were glued to the throne. The noise gradually subsided, replaced by an eerie silence that permeated the entire arena, a silence that seemed to be imbued with a profound and awe-inspiring majesty.

Ling Xinyao pursed her lips tightly, and a whisper, barely audible to those beside her, escaped her lips: "How can he be so strong..."

Zhi Xuan, standing beside him, instinctively wanted to respond, but after opening his mouth and his Adam's apple bobbing, he realized he couldn't find any suitable words in his mind and could only shake his head silently.

On the other side of the field, Xue Shiming, the only Tian Dou team member who could still barely stand, was slightly unsteady, but still stubbornly straightened her spine.

His magnificent captain's uniform was already torn and disheveled from the fierce battle, covered in dust.

He lowered his head, took a short breath, and then whispered in a weary yet resolute voice, "It's time..."

He stretched out his hand with great difficulty, extremely slowly but with an unquestionable air, trying his best to straighten the creases of his already distorted clothes and brush away the dirt and bloodstains on them, in an attempt to restore some semblance of dignity.

After finishing these minor adjustments, he slowly raised his head and looked at the seven giant vines in front of him, which stood like mountains and each exuded a different and magnificent aura—like seven towering peaks that suppressed the heavens and the earth.

His gaze was slightly unfocused at that moment.

"Are you really going to do this?" A slightly weak voice came from the ground. It was Ning Zhongtian, who was lying on his back. He turned his head and looked at Xue Shiming's upright back.

"You know?" Xue Shiming replied calmly without turning around.

Ning Zhongtian forced a smile, a smile that was hard to tell if it was a laugh or a sigh of helplessness: "You're different from Ah Chen next to you, who just 'fell from the clouds to the ground'."

“You are a prince of the Heaven Dou Empire… There are some things you are destined to do.”

Xue Shiming paused almost imperceptibly, inwardly sighing, 'As expected… the people of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School truly possess an innate ability to see through people's hearts.'

He understood what Ning Zhongtian meant.

Tang Chen, who was also slumped on the ground not far away, snorted when he heard himself mentioned, his tone sullen but carrying a familiar arrogance: "Don't make me sound so pathetic! It's not like it's the first time I've lost!"

He paused, as if recalling, "I was not convinced when I lost to Chen Jianjun four years ago!"

"This time... I've run into this freakish monster. Anyway, you two will suffer together, so I accept it!"

"You guys keep going, I really can't take it anymore, I need to rest for a bit..."

Before he finished speaking, he actually relaxed his body, closed his eyes, and seemed to quickly fall into a deep sleep.

"You two..." Xue Shiming looked at one of them lying down and the other falling asleep instantly, and couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle speechlessly.

Then, his gaze returned to the direction of the throne, his tone carrying a strange certainty: "Besides, look at that one, isn't he waiting for us?"

As if responding to his words, or perhaps simply giving up, Ning Zhongtian also relaxed his tense nerves: "Then I'll take a nap too..."

As he spoke, he closed his eyes and fell silent.

He didn't care anymore.

Xue Shiming took a deep breath, ignored the two who were lying down pretending to be asleep, and walked forward.

Although his steps were unsteady and slow due to exhaustion, they revealed a calm and resolute determination.

He stopped not far from the throne, and despite his weakness, he tried his best to keep his voice gentle and clear, penetrating the last trace of noise in the room.

“Miss Xinyi, in this battle, our Tiandou Royal Academy team has given our all, and we have lost... we have nothing to say.”

“However…” He paused, his tone becoming more solemn: “Your extraordinary martial spirit, the powerful inheritance you’ve displayed…”

"It is completely different from the Seven Killings Chen family I know, or even any lineage of the Chen family."

"You are definitely not a descendant of the Chen family, at least not in terms of core lineage!"

On the throne, Xiao Yi remained seated silently, offering no response, like an unchanging ancient mountain rock.

An invisible pressure permeated the air around her.

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Seeing this, a knowing glint flashed in Chen Xiaojun's eyes, and he muttered to himself, "The real show is about to begin..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Mu, who was standing beside him, suddenly looked at Chen Xiaojun and asked, "??"

He clearly hadn't fully grasped the situation at hand.

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From the center of the arena, Xue Shiming raised her voice slightly, her words clearly reaching tens of thousands of ears: "As the captain of the Heavenly Dou Royal Team, I want to know... who we will lose to today?"

He stared directly at the throne: "May I ask, young lady, are you perhaps the most outstanding talent of this generation—the top spot, 'Eastern Emperor'?!"

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"Donghuang?!"

"The top of the Prodigies Ranking?!"

This brief question resounded like a thunderclap in the ears of countless people.

The entire arena instantly fell into a deeper and more eerie silence than when the Black Tortoise manifested and the Blood Ring hovered in the air.

Countless people held their breath, their ears perked up, and their eyes wide open.

The Soul Master world has already established that the current top-ranked player, whose identity is mysterious, whose whereabouts are elusive, and whose true face has never been seen by anyone, is the most mysterious top-ranked player in history.

You can only hear their voices, but you can't see them.

Donghuang!

That name that rose to the top with absolute strength, yet remained so mysterious that even Tian Shi City kept it a secret.

One of the greatest mysteries of the entire continent!

Xue Shiming's voice did not stop there.

He looked around, his gaze finally settling on the throne, and said with a resounding voice: "Besides this, I really can't imagine anyone else who could have caused my Heavenly Fighting Team to be defeated... so decisively!"

Actually, he didn't just start thinking this today. In fact, he had this suspicion after watching Xiao Yi's battle a couple of days ago, but he couldn't confirm it yet.

But after experiencing it firsthand today, he was absolutely certain!
The figure on the throne remained unchanged, silent and still.

One second... two seconds... five seconds... ten seconds... Time flowed slowly under the gaze of hundreds of thousands of eyes, and the deathly silence was stretched to a suffocating degree.

On that throne, the purple figure representing mystery, nobility, and absolute power finally moved!
Amidst the astonished and breathless gazes of everyone present, she slowly and calmly stood up.

A calm, ethereal, and indifferent voice, yet powerful enough to penetrate any barrier, rang out and echoed clearly in the vast Soul Arena.

"Chen Xinyi is indeed my alias."

"My surname is Donghuang, my given name is Xiuyi, and my title is Shao Siming!"

(End of this chapter)