Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 25 The First Young Man

As soon as Yu Yuanhai said "800 years", it instantly caused a huge uproar.

"What? An 800-year spirit ring?"

The people around were stunned at first, and then burst into exclamations of disbelief.

Some people stretched their necks and looked at Yu Xiaolie in the arena, as if they wanted to see through him.

"How is this possible? The first soul ring is 800 years old. This is not something that ordinary people can endure."

Someone from the Haotian Sect's disciples said.

The people from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect standing nearby were equally shocked.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the spirit ring, and they were all thinking about the same question.

The first soul ring is 800 years old, which is far beyond the upper limit of what an ordinary soul master can absorb. How did Yu Xiaolie do it?
Tang Yue and Ning Huaijin looked at Yu Zhentian, the surprise on their faces faded, and were replaced by smiles.

"Master Yu, congratulations!"

"Your grandson has such an opportunity at such a young age. He will surely shine in the world of soul masters in the future!"

Tang Yue's eyes were full of admiration as he offered sincere congratulations.

"Yes, Sect Master Yu, this first soul ring is 800 years old, and it is an extraordinary talent."

“Given time, something will be achieved.”

Ning Huaijin's words were filled with high praise for Yu Xiaolie, and the tone of his voice just happened to reach Qian Xunji's ears.

"Hahaha, thank you both for your compliments. This kid is just lucky!"

Yu Zhentian listened to what the two said and spoke modestly as usual, but his face still showed surprise and confusion.

When Qian Xunji saw the scene on the ring, his face darkened.

On the field, Yu Xiaolie was completely unaware of the situation outside and was concentrating on preparing for Bibi Dong's next round of attacks.

Bibi Dong stared at Luo Sanpao who knocked her down, and made plans in her mind.

She let out a delicate cry and pounced towards Luo Sanpao, with the dark green soul power condensed in her hands, seemingly intending to give Luo Sanpao a fatal blow.

Seeing this, Luo Sanpao kicked the ground with his legs and took a defensive stance.

Just when everyone thought Bibi Dong was going to attack Luo Sanpao, she suddenly turned her head, and her long black hair flew in the air.

The target was directly aimed at Yu Xiaolie, and the soul power condensed in his hand was slashed towards his chest.

Yu Xiaolie reacted extremely quickly, his eyes flashed, and he dodged quickly.

His punches and kicks were extremely fast, leaving afterimages in the air.

"Bang bang bang!"

With a few muffled sounds, all of Bibi Dong's attacks were kicked away by him, and the offensive was instantly broken.

Luo Sanpao took advantage of this opportunity and rushed up like a black cannonball, hitting Bibi Dong heavily on the back.

Bibi Dong groaned, staggered forward a few steps, and lost her balance.

How could Yu Xiaolie miss such a great opportunity? He gathered all his soul power into his right fist.

Then, he shouted loudly and punched out with all his strength.

"Oh!"

With a dull thud, Bibi Dong's petite body was punched away by Yu Xiaolie with all her strength and fell heavily to the ground.

There was dead silence on the field.

After a long time, Bibi Dong slowly stood up from the ground with trembling hands.

Her hair was disheveled, blood was oozing from the corners of her mouth, but her eyes were still stubborn as she stared at Yu Xiaolie, ready to attack again.

Qian Xunji in the stands had a very ugly expression on his face.

He stood up quickly.

"That's enough, Bibi Dong, you lose."

The voice was filled with unquestionable majesty, breaking the silence of the stadium.

Bibi Dong's body stiffened, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in her eyes.

"is teacher."

She slowly lowered her head.

When she passed by Yu Xiaolie, she paused, looked up at him, and then walked off the ring.

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan is full of talented people. Today, I will learn from you in the Spirit Hall. Goodbye." Qian Xunji's face was stern. After he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves, and his whole body was full of imposing aura. He turned around first.

Bibi Dong followed behind with a complicated expression. There was still remnant of unwillingness and loss on her young face. She tried hard to keep her back straight.

The two followers behind her had serious expressions on their faces and followed carefully, not daring to make any unnecessary noise.

The moment they turned and left, there was a brief silence in the audience.

Immediately afterwards, applause broke out and resounded throughout the entire stadium.

Someone blew a loud whistle, and someone shouted Yu Xiaolie's name loudly.

Yu Zhentian's eyes were fixed on Yu Xiaolie, and the look in his eyes was different from before, with a hint of strangeness in it.

In the past, he saw Yu Xiaolie as a useless martial spirit who could not strengthen the Tyrannosaurus Rex family.

But at this moment, Yu Xiaolie gave him a glimpse of new hope.

The moment Yu Yuanhai saw Yu Xiaolie's victory, the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably.

His eyes were full of pride.

Yu Xiaogang stood there in a daze, as if he was frozen in place.

His mind was blank and his eyes were fixed on Luo Sanpao on the field.

He could not compare the powerful Luo Sanpao in front of him with his own Luo Sanpao who could only fart three times.

"How is this possible? Luo Sanpao... is so powerful?"

Yu Xiaolie walked down the stage briskly with a nimble figure and headed towards Yu Yuanhai.

Yu Yuanhai smiled as he watched Yu Xiaolie approach. He raised his hand and gently patted his head.

"Good job, boy!"

After hearing this, Yu Xiaolie's mouth corners slightly raised.

……

Everyone set out on their return journey, and at the front of the convoy, a gorgeously decorated carriage was parked.

The twin brothers, who had once been forced to ride in the second carriage, were now standing in front of the first carriage.

Yu Zhentian and Yu Xiaozhen walked out of the carriage. Yu Zhentian had his usual majesty on his face, but there was a bit more recognition in his eyes when he looked at the two brothers.

"Brother, second brother, come up quickly." Yu Xiaozhen waved at them with a smile.

After the two entered the carriage.

The wheels rolled slowly, making a "gurgling" sound, announcing the start of the return journey.

Sitting in the spacious and comfortable carriage, Yu Xiaogang and Yu Xiaolie felt a completely different treatment from before.

A breeze blew outside the car window.

Inside the carriage, it was so quiet that the only sounds could be heard: the dull thud of the wheels rolling on the ground and the occasional neighing of the horses.

Yu Xiaogang leaned forward slightly, looking a little reserved.

Yu Xiaolie was the opposite, in a completely relaxed state.

His attitude changed so quickly. If he hadn't shown something in this competition, Yu Zhentian probably wouldn't even look at them.

Now he wants me and my cheap brother to ride in the same carriage with him. This is indeed a world where strength is the key.

Yu Zhentian's voice broke the silence. He frowned slightly, his expression solemn.

"Xiao Lie, although you and Luo Sanpao won the game today, it was mostly due to your fighting skills."

"You must understand that the key to determining the difference between soul masters lies in their soul skills, soul rings, and the quality of their martial souls."

"Given your conditions, the path to becoming a Soul Master will be very difficult and it will be difficult for you to go far."

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's expression darkened, and he lowered his head unconsciously, his eyes filled with loss and helplessness.

Yu Xiaolie, however, looked indifferent and stared straight at Yu Zhentian, as if what Yu Zhentian said had nothing to do with him.

Yu Zhentian took in the expressions of both of them.

Then, Yu Zhentian changed the subject, his eyes softened a little, and looked at the two of them.

"But you have such strong will and despite your innate deficiencies, you have never given up on cultivation. This is truly rare."

"So, I helped you get an opportunity."

Hearing this, the three brothers looked at Yu Zhentian together.

(End of this chapter)