Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 323 The Enormous Beast God Pavilion

"Enough." A cold and authoritative voice rang out, like ice water poured over someone's head, instantly freezing Yan, who was on the verge of losing control, and causing the flames around him to reluctantly subside.

The one who spoke was Pope Bibi Dong. She didn't turn around; her voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable air of authority: "The dignified Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall, the future pillars of the nation, is this all the composure you have? You lose your composure so easily after being slightly provoked?"

Upon hearing this, Hu Liena and the other two were startled and forcibly suppressed their turbulent emotions, bowing their heads and saying, "This disciple (subordinate) has lost his composure. Please punish me, teacher (His Holiness the Pope)."

Bibi Dong slowly stood up, walked to the edge of the stands, and looked down at the still bustling square below. Her voice, transmitted through her soul power, clearly reached the ears of the three, as if she were warning all members of the Spirit Hall: "Anger is a sign of weakness. True strength will silence all provocateurs with its power and turn all mockery into the most ridiculous self-humiliation with its victory."

She tilted her head slightly, her gaze sweeping over Hu Liena and the other two: "They want to provoke you, to make you lose your composure in the upcoming match. Will you fall for it?"

Hu Liena took a deep breath, the anger in her eyes gradually subsiding, replaced by a cold, viper-like calm: "Disciple understands. The more they act like this, the more it shows that they are not entirely confident in fighting us, and can only resort to such despicable means to disrupt our composure. Disciple will not let them succeed."

Xie Yue nodded silently, the hum of the moon blade stopped, and his eyes became as unfathomable as a cold pool once more.

Yan also snorted heavily, forcibly calming his breathing, but the fighting spirit in his eyes burned even more fiercely: "Your Holiness, rest assured! When I meet them on the arena, I will use my strength to crush their arrogance today, along with their bones, into ashes!"

"Very good." Bibi Dong nodded slightly. "Remember your words. The stage of the competition is where everything is decided. A moment of verbal sparring cannot change the final outcome. Go and prepare. I don't want to see any more surprises in the upcoming matches."

"Yes!" the three answered in unison. When they looked back at the arena, their emotions had been replaced by a deeper and more dangerous fighting spirit.

The Dawn Team's provocation, far from breaking them, ignited the pride and competitive spirit of the Spirit Hall's top geniuses within them. This feud was now firmly established, and it could only end when one side was utterly crushed!

This brief exchange and emotional shift in the Spirit Hall's stands naturally did not escape the notice of those who were paying attention.

From the Beast God Pavilion's viewing platform, Ling Han took in everything, a hint of expected amusement flashing in his icy eyes.

Wang Dong'er linked her arm with his, her pinkish-blue eyes curving into crescents, and said with a grin, "Husband, look at Hu Liena and the others, their faces are almost contorted with anger! They deserve it! Let them be so arrogant before!"

Wang Qiu'er frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "Husband, won't such provocation force them to resort to desperate measures outside the competition?" She was more worried about the threats lurking in the shadows.

Ling Han smiled calmly and gently patted Wang Qiu'er's hand: "It's alright. I want them to jump. The higher they jump, the harder they fall. In the face of absolute strength, any underhanded tricks are nothing but a joke. Besides..." He glanced towards the direction of the Papal Palace, "That Pope is a smart woman. During the competition, she won't allow anything to go beyond the rules; that would damage the Spirit Hall's more fundamental interests and reputation." "What she wants is to defeat us honorably in the competition and save face. And that's exactly what I hope for."

Wang Qiu'er nodded thoughtfully.

Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, chuckled and said, "This competition is going to be interesting. We won't have to worry about not having anything fun to watch."

On the stands of the Seven Treasures Hall, Ning Fengzhi paused with his cane, shook his head slightly, and said to Xue Qinghe beside him, "Pavilion Master Ling... is truly unpredictable. Although this move was exhilarating, it has also thoroughly offended the Spirit Hall. The road ahead will probably be even more difficult."

Xue Qinghe's expression was complicated. His gaze shifted between Ling Han's calm profile and the suppressed anger on the Spirit Hall's stands. He thought to himself, "A complete confrontation? Fine... In this way, you can only rely on... or rather, you can only continue down the path of fighting against the Spirit Hall."

"Ling Han, I'm increasingly looking forward to seeing how far you can take this thorny path."

The reactions from other factions were even more varied.

The Star Luo Empire, the remaining members of the Lower Four Sects, and various academies were all shocked by the Beast God Pavilion's audacity and domineering power. Some were fearful, some were gloating, and some were secretly plotting whether to take the opportunity to align themselves with or distance themselves from the Beast God Pavilion.

But in any case, a consensus has been formed in everyone's mind: the Beast God Pavilion is a new monster that is fully capable and has the courage to confront the behemoth that is the Spirit Hall head-on!

The political landscape on the mainland is undergoing a visible and dramatic upheaval due to the assertiveness and power of these young people!
The incident on the ring and the undercurrents in the upper stands did not affect the continuation of the competition.

Under the referee's direction, the ring was quickly cleared, and the cardinal returned to the stage to announce the next match.

Perhaps because the "five-on-seven crushing and provocation" drama between Dawn Team and Shenfeng Academy was too shocking, the following matches, although not without their highlights, felt somewhat bland. The audience's enthusiasm and focus of discussion remained on that earth-shattering scene.

The qualifying rounds were tightly packed, with one match after another. Each team fought tooth and nail for a precious qualifying spot and the honor of their college. Dark horses occasionally emerged, and upsets were not uncommon.

But in everyone's heart, it was as if a sword was hanging over their heads, anticipating the inevitable clash—the direct confrontation between the Dawn of the Beast God Pavilion and the Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall!

That will undoubtedly be a decisive battle that will determine the champion and may even influence the future landscape of the younger generation on the mainland!
(End of this chapter)