Douluo Continent: I, Huo Yuhao, am the Master of Spirit.

Chapter 503 Platinum Star, Huo Family Son, Man Among Men!

On the field, the first match of the semi-finals, between Xilu City Research Academy and Body Sect, officially began. The semi-finals will last for two days, followed by the finals.

"Dear viewers, welcome to the competition! Just now, our beloved Regent encouraged the four finalists!"

They are the leaders of the younger generation in mainland China, the midday sun, the hope for the future of mainland China, and perhaps they will open the door to a new era.

The Regent also bestowed upon them the title of Honorary Marquis, a title not held since the Heavenly Battle Tournament over two thousand years ago.

"It is clear that His Majesty the Regent has high hopes for this generation of team members. Let us once again thank His Majesty the Regent!"

"Alright, enough chit-chat, let's officially begin the first semi-final match of this competition!"

"The strongest dark horse of this competition, the fierce tiger of the Tiandou Plain, Xilu City Research Academy, will face off against the only remaining and strongest sect, the Body Sect!"

Who will win and who will lose? Who will advance to the finals?

As the host's passionate and infectious words fell, the high spirits infected the audience present and the viewers in the MagicNet live broadcast room.

As the competition nears its end, the number of viewers in the live stream continues to grow, currently reaching 300 million. With some ocean areas also opening up access to the Magic Network, a large number of sea spirit beasts have obtained Douluo accounts, and the number of viewers is still rising rapidly.

The official organizers of the Mingdu Tournament are overjoyed, expecting the final viewership to reach 600 million. Even if the platform has to give up most of the daily live stream tips, it will still be a considerable income!

Their current income alone is already comparable to the Dream Coin turnover of Mingdu over three years, and even the minister in charge of the competition can stand tall in front of Xu Tianran.

Currently, the Magic Network is open in the entire Ice Sea, the entire East Sea, the South Sea to the Senluo Islands, and the West Sea.

The Northwest Continent is protected by a firewall. People in the Northwest Continent can log in to the regional network or bypass the firewall to log in to the main body of the Douluo Continent's magic network, but their speech will be subject to some restrictions.

The people of Douluo Continent could not log into the Demon Network of the Northwest Continent under any circumstances. It was a one-way firewall used to protect the privacy of the Federation.

This was Huo Yuhao's little selfish motive, after all, the Federation was his true direct line, and Douluo Continent needed to be incorporated into the Federation later.

Meanwhile, the Dragonspine Empire remained in a savage state, with no sign of the Magic Network opening up. The Federation supported Wallace in unifying the Winter Wolf Territory, thereby beginning to extend its influence to all aspects of the Dragonspine Empire.

Invading the Dragonspine Empire in every aspect—culture, language, economy, entertainment, and even education—is an invisible war more deadly than military invasion.

The Douluo Star Empire had never seen anything like this before, and the effect was always foolproof.

When one civilization has a comprehensive advantage over another, military invasion is the worst approach, as it easily provokes widespread resistance and damages one's reputation.

The Dragonspine Empire is currently home to a large number of Spirit Federation members.

Give some people some benefits, make their living conditions better than others, and enable them to use various advanced soul tools. They will then defend all the actions of the Federation.

Once their language and culture have been largely assimilated, a referendum can be held to allow them to voluntarily become members of the federation. They will probably even say thank you.

Back in reality, Zheng Zhan was already standing on the competition stage, waiting for both players to take the stage.

In the waiting area of ​​the Xilu City Research Institute, Huo Zhanji raised his hand and volunteered, "Captain! I'll go first!"

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"The Body Sect bullied us like this before, and even tried to steal our people! Outrageous! I'm going to kick their ass hard with my leather shoes!"

After thinking for a moment, Gu Qiu'er said, "Okay, the opponent should make the first move with Long Aotian. Judging from their previous battle with the Holy Spirit Sect, Long Aotian's maximum strength is at level 78 Soul Saint."

He was almost killed by Yan Feng of the Holy Spirit Sect.

I don't know why Yan Feng held back at the end; his bone spurs should have been able to replace Long Aotian in the end.

"The aura surrounding their sect is a bit strange. I get the feeling that they're all evil spirit masters. I'll have Di Tian investigate later."

Everyone's lips twitched upon hearing this; the strongest person under the continent's gods was being treated like a servant by the captain.

Seeing that Gu Qiu'er had no objection, Huo Zhanji immediately stepped onto the competition stage. He had long wanted to compete with the muscle giants of the Body Sect to see who had the hardest muscles.

As Gu Qiu'er had predicted, once they stepped onto the competition stage, their opponent was Long Aotian.

The Body Sect's group of brutes never considered any particularly complex tactics, like the Tian Ji horse racing strategy. Their combat aesthetics were based on king against king, general against general, and brutal, hand-to-hand combat.

When Long Aotian saw Huo Zhanji enter the arena, an excited look appeared on his face. He had wanted to fight Huo Zhanji ever since he saw him fight the Xingluo National Academy one-on-one last time.

"Looks like we'll have a good fight today!"

Huo Zhanji responded coldly, "Heh, I hope you can hold out a little longer. I'll take my anger out on you guys for what happened last time."

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Zheng Zhan abruptly interrupted their trash-talking session. Time was almost up, and without further ado, he raised his hand and announced, "The match begins!"

Rumble! ...

As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Zhanji's figure vanished from the spot, leaving behind a large number of cracks in the place where he had stood due to the powerful impact.

Before Long Aotian could even unleash his martial spirit, his black eyes reflected a pair of yellow trousers that were hurtling toward his head with unparalleled momentum.

Amidst the frenzied mental warning, Long Aotian hastily interrupted the summoning of his martial soul, clasped his hands together, and held them upright in front of his face. A powerful whip-like leg lashed out at Long Aotian's arm.

He immediately felt a numbness throughout his body, and hurriedly adjusted his center of gravity, shooting backward in a horse stance. His legs, as sharp as nails, drew long tracks on the metal ground, moving nearly twenty meters before the impact was absorbed.

Under this powerful impact, he couldn't even feel his arm for a moment. He forcibly used his mental power to take over his arm instead of his nerves. As soon as he put his arm down, he found that there was still no one in front of him.

There was nothing in the mental perception, and the mental energy that had been warning suddenly became strangely calm.

Before Long Aotian could react, a fist the size of a clay pot came flying at him, slamming into his face. The crisp sound of bones cracking echoed in his skull.

As the smoke from the impact dissipated, everyone could see that Long Aotian's face was covered in blood, several teeth were broken, and there was a noticeable fist-shaped dent in his face.

"Ora ora ora ora ora!"

It wasn't over yet. Huo Zhanji, dressed in a purple shirt, struck Long Aotian's entire body with countless punches, like he was practicing Wing Chun, causing waves of flesh to ripple across his muscles.

The dull thud of flesh colliding sent a shiver down everyone's spine.

This is too ruthless. In the past, battles were all about soul skills and elemental clashes. Now, the arena is practically a free-for-all in an octagon.

Even Xu Tianran in the VIP seats couldn't help but widen his eyes. This level of attack would have killed any other Soul Master, even with nine lives.

Even Long Aotian, known for his powerful physique, coughed up a mouthful of blood, every cell in his body sending out excruciating pain signals to his brain.

But Huo Zhanji's attacks did not stop. His fists continued to furiously pound the muscular man in front of him, as if he wanted to pound dozens of pages of him.

This is the only time Huo Zhanji is truly serious. His battle with Xingluo National Academy a while ago was just a game. He is now genuinely angry.

In the Divine Realm of Qilan, his battles are usually fights to the death. There's no talk; the norm is to kill the opponent with all your might, or be killed by the opponent. He just silently recites the names of the moves to boost his morale.

In the area of ​​the Body Sect, Vina and the others were all wide-eyed with fear, afraid that Long Aotian would not be able to withstand the attack and would die in the arena. The opponent's offensive was too terrifying and had no martial ethics at all, not even giving them time to summon their martial soul.

"Is the captain alright?! He didn't summon his martial spirit, can he hold on?"

"Should we concede this match? Our captain's about to be wiped out in one fell swoop."

Gu Tong, whose martial soul was eyes, couldn't help but feel a toothache; the dull thud made her tremble involuntarily.

The captain, who was originally as fierce as a tiger, was like a little boy in front of that guy. After a series of attacks, the captain's dignity was almost completely destroyed.

That guy named Huo Zhanji is a man among men!

Vina also felt they should admit defeat; they had lost this round. They hadn't expected their opponents to seize the opportunity to activate their martial souls right from the start and give their captain a good beating, even though their opponents hadn't activated their martial souls at all.

"Admit defeat my ass! Aotian isn't dead yet! Even if my Body Sect disciples die up there, we will not admit defeat!"

Poison Undying appeared out of nowhere, limping over and slamming his cane down on Gu Tong and Vina's heads.

"If Aotian were willing to admit defeat, he would have shouted it out already! Trust him, keep fighting."

"It's just a competition—" Jiang Yixi opened her mouth, but was glared at by Du Busi before she could speak. The most important thing for a disciple of the Body Sect is that breath; if that breath is lost, the person is ruined.

Jin Peng, who was bandaged up like a mummy, nodded and said, "If Ao Tian really can't hold on, someone will come to his rescue. Don't worry."

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