Douluo Continent: The creation of Jixia Academy made Bibi Dong drool with envy.

Chapter 90 The Three Sages of Jixia Academy! Annihilate Xiao Wu!

A murderous aura, like a tangible dark cloud, shrouded the sky above the central battle arena of Wuhun City.

Thousands of powerful spirit masters from the Spirit Hall surrounded the small awards stage, their spirit rings gleaming!

The suffocating sense of oppression made all the non-Spirit Hall Soul Masters present feel a chill run down their spines.

Pope Bibi Dong was filled with murderous intent! Taking advantage of Tang Yin's righteous accusation and the bait of a 100,000-year-old soul beast, which was enough to drive any soul master crazy, she completely tore off her disguise.

They adopted an attitude of doing everything they could to keep the Jixia Academy students here.

however.

Just as tensions were running high and a major battle was about to break out.

suddenly! ! !

"Hehe... What a grand display, Bibi Dong."

A calm, indifferent voice, yet carrying a hint of mockery, came slowly from the heavens without warning.

The sound wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

It was as if it possessed some kind of magical power that made its words come true, instantly silencing the entire noisy and tense battle arena.

Everyone involuntarily looked up at the sky.

I saw.

Above the once clear and cloudless sky, the space rippled like water.

Followed by.

A tall, slender figure in white robes stood with his hands behind his back, seemingly strolling leisurely through the rippling space...

He stepped out into the air!

He is none other than Yan Boshan, the dean of Jixia Academy!

And behind him.

With flashes of light and shadow, one after another, figures exuding terrifying pressure arrived.

Zhuangzi, embracing a fat Kun (a mythical fish), sleepy-eyed; the old master, holding a ruler, exuding authority without anger; and... Mozi, whose body is half flesh and blood and half mechanical, full of technological and mysterious beauty.

The Three Sages of Jixia Academy.

They arrived all at once.

But it's not over yet.

Two more figures quietly appeared beside Yan Boshan.

A young man dressed in an elegant long robe, with a handsome face and eyes that gleamed with the wisdom of a strategist who could win battles from afar—Zhang Liang, the strategist.

The other man was a handsome man dressed in a fiery red scholar's robe, his brows filled with confidence and arrogance, as if he could ignite the fires of heaven and earth at any moment and burn the eight wastelands—the Iron-Blooded Commander, Zhou Yu!
Before everyone could recover from the shock of the successive appearances of these powerful figures,

Another strange mechanical sound rang out.
A middle-aged man, not very tall, carrying a huge mechanical backpack, holding a strangely shaped wrench in his hand, and with eyes full of an extreme love for mechanical creations, also appeared in the group.

It was none other than the master craftsman Lu Ban!
Dean Yan Boshan.

The Three Sages of Jixia Academy: Laozi, Zhuangzi, and Mozi?
Zhuge Liang, Sima Yi, Zhang Liang, and Zhou Yu!

Master of Mechanical Engineering—Lu Ban.

Nine people in total!
As these nine figures, like deities, hovered in mid-air, looking down upon the thousands of Spirit Hall Soul Masters below.

An indescribable... terrifying pressure.

It descended with a deafening roar, as if the sky had collapsed!
"Plop! Plop! Plop!"

The first to be affected were the Spirit Hall Soul Masters who surrounded the award stage.

They felt their very souls trembling, as if tens of thousands of mountains were pressing down on them at the same time, making even breathing incredibly difficult.

Those who were slightly weaker collapsed to the ground, their legs giving way beneath them, looking utterly pathetic.

Even Bibi Dong on the viewing platform, and the titled Douluo elders behind her, had drastic changes in expression.

His eyes were filled with horror and... disbelief.

This...how is this possible?

That young man in white is Yan Boshan, the dean of Jixia Academy?!
He... he actually dared to come in person?!

And...he brought so many...powerful individuals?!

What terrifies them even more is...

The eight people behind Yan Boshan.

Although most of them concealed their aura, the occasional glimpses of soul power fluctuations, and... the faintly visible soul rings beneath their feet...

Without exception!

They're all... Title Douluo!!!
and,

Each person's spirit ring configuration far exceeds the common sense of Douluo Continent.

It's either seven black and two red rings, or six black and three red rings, or even... there are terrifying beings with more than five 100,000-year spirit rings!
monster.

This is not human at all.

These are a bunch of... monsters!

Bibi Dong's heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

She knew she had... miscalculated!

She severely underestimated the strength of Jixia Academy, and also severely underestimated... Dean Yan's... courage and determination.

“Bibi Dong, I have come here today for only one thing.”

Yan Boshan calmly looked down at Bibi Dong, whose face was ashen, his voice indifferent yet carrying an undeniable authority.

"To seek justice for Jixia Academy."

Before the words were even finished?

The master craftsman Lu Ban behind him had a glint of fascination with creating the perfect object in his eyes, and the mechanical backpack on his back suddenly unfolded.

A flexible and powerful... mechanical arm extended.

At the end of the robotic arm, a petite figure was being lifted.

The figure, dressed in a pink dress and with a long scorpion braid, was none other than... Xiao Wu!
However, at this moment, Xiao Wu's face was pale, her eyes were empty, and she was emitting an extremely weak life force, as if it would be extinguished at any moment.

"Little dance!"

Below the awards stage, Tang Yin, who had just been furiously denouncing Jixia Academy, suddenly turned bloodshot when he saw Xiao Wu being lifted into the air by a mechanical arm.

It let out a heart-wrenching roar.

He didn't know what Yan Boshan was going to do, but a very ominous premonition rose in his heart.

next moment.

Yan Boshan responded to his premonition with his actions.

Yan Boshan slowly raised his right hand, and in his palm appeared a ball of seven-colored divine light that exuded the aura of chaos and creation.

"This 100,000-year-old rabbit is useless to keep."

Yan Boshan's voice was cold and ruthless, like divine punishment from the heavens.

"Today, let her be completely free."

The moment the words fell.

That ball of seven-colored divine light, as if it possessed a life of its own, instantly enveloped Xiao Wu's petite body.

"Do not!!!!"

Tang Yin's eyes were bloodshot, and he frantically tried to rush forward, but he was held firmly in place by an invisible force and could not move.

Under the horrified gazes of everyone.

Xiao Wu's already weak body, under the illumination of the seven-colored divine light, actually... became like ice and snow exposed to the sun.
It begins... silently dissolving and decomposing!
No screaming, no struggle.

There wasn't even a hint of pain on his face.

Her body, her soul, every trace of her existence…

They were all completely erased within that seven-colored divine light that coexisted with creation and destruction!
Ding.

A blood-red, 100,000-year-old soul ring radiating boundless life force, and a crystal-clear, 100,000-year-old right arm soul bone containing immense energy, slowly emerged from the place where Xiao Wu had vanished.

however.

Before the surrounding Soul Masters, whose eyes were burning with greed, could react...

Yan Boshan simply... gave him a light handshake.

"Crack!!"

That 100,000-year soul ring that would drive any titled Douluo crazy, and that incomparably precious 100,000-year soul bone.

It was surprisingly... as fragile as glass.

It shattered instantly, turning into countless specks of light that completely vanished into the world!

Their bodies and spirits perished, their souls and bones vanished.

Completely... eliminated any possibility of its resurrection!

After doing all this, Yan Boshan acted as if he had merely crushed an insignificant ant.

He slowly turned his head, his eyes indifferent yet seemingly able to see through everything.

It landed on Tang Yin, who was below, whose face was already contorted with extreme anger and despair, and whose body was trembling violently.

"Now, it's your turn!"

(End of this chapter)