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

Chapter 510 Vina: "Huh? Is it our turn? Will we win?"

Zheng Zhan's voice broke the long silence, and a tsunami of cheers erupted in the arena. Without a doubt, this was the most intense and exciting battle since the start of the competition.

Both players displayed an exceptionally high level of skill, delivering a brutal and thrilling spectacle. The clash of ultimate moves was particularly intense, showcasing a dual competition in terms of both numerical values ​​and mechanics – this is what Soul Fighting should be all about!

The host's enthusiastic voice mingled with the roar of the crowd, and the venue was filled with the frenzied shouts of Huo Zhanji and Hu Zhang's names.

This battle perfectly demonstrated the level of strength that the younger generation has reached, with both sides fighting to the very last moment.

Xu Tianran, who was at the highest point, slowly sat back down and couldn't help but applaud. "Young people these days are getting more and more terrifying."

"Even level nine soul tools shattered under the attack; the future of the continent is truly unpredictable."

Xu Tianran actually envied this kind of brutal, hand-to-hand combat, as he had hardly experienced any combat in his life.

Although he possessed the strength of a Title Douluo and had a top-tier martial soul, he had suffered severe injuries in the past, and his strength throughout his life was almost entirely due to taking drugs.

The more he lacks something, the more he envies it; sometimes, he also longs for a thoroughly enjoyable battle.

Otto, still sporting his signature smile, said to Xu Tianran beside him, "This was indeed an exceptional battle, arguably the most exciting individual match to date."

"One is the youngest disciple of the Body Douluo, and there are rumors that he will inherit the Body Sect in the future. He has a sunny personality."

According to the soldiers maintaining order, they often saw him helping others on the streets, and his personality was completely different from that of the original Douluo.

"The other one is the child of Lingbing Douluo, the master of the Spirit Pagoda. Although Lingbing Douluo did not say it explicitly, it is not difficult to judge from his appearance that his strength is also quite terrifying."

There is almost no information about him inside the Spirit Pagoda. This child named Huo Zhanji has almost never appeared in the outside world. Now it seems that the Pagoda Master's education is quite effective.

"To be able to unleash such power with only the strength of a Soul King, he will surely reach the pinnacle of the continent in the future."

At this moment, amidst the cheers of the entire audience, only Zheng Zhan felt sadness. People's joy is not shared, and Zheng Zhan only felt that they were being too noisy.

If he had known being a referee would be this bad, he wouldn't have come! Now look what's happened, the money he earned isn't even enough to cover today's losses, and that was his level nine soul tool!

Level 9 soul tools are incredibly expensive. Zheng Zhan didn't even need to look to know that this soul tool was beyond repair. The disc that carried the core magic array was completely annihilated, leaving not even ashes behind.

Three ninth-level Soul Masters from the Royal Soul Master Corps stepped forward, trying to suppress the upturned corners of their mouths, and patted Zheng Zhan on the shoulder, saying, "Please accept our condolences. Out with the old, in with the new."

"Who would have thought that young people these days would be so extravagant? It's just a level nine soul tool. If you don't have enough materials, you can borrow them from us."

Zheng Zhan really wanted to curse the three of them. They were like weasels paying respects to chickens, with no good intentions. He belonged to the Imperial Hall of Worship and was a member of Kong Deming's faction.

The Sun and Moon Royal Soul Master Corps is the strongest among the guardians of the nation, and together with the Hall of Worship, it is known as one of the two pillars of the royal family.

Strictly speaking, the five Soul Master Corps of the Guardian Hand are five different forces with intertwined interests and relationships. For example, the Imperial Dragon Soul Master Corps belongs to the royal family and is loyal to the royal family, not the emperor.

This Soul Master Corps was also the one most severely purged by Otto.

The Sun and Moon Royal Soul Master Corps is loyal to the emperor and is a force that the emperor uses to restrain the Hall of Worship. In many cases, they are more valued by the emperor than the Hall of Worship.

Although in a sense these three level-nine soul masters had once been nominally registered in the Hall of Worship and received guidance from Kong Deming, it was only nominal; they belonged to the military.

The Hall of Offerings and their faction clashed frequently, a situation the emperor was happy to witness as it balanced the various forces.

Therefore, Zheng Zhan's relationship with the three of them was very ordinary; they would not exchange more than three words in ten years.

Zheng Zhan knew with his toes that these three guys were probably laughing at him in their hearts, since it wasn't their level nine soul tools that were blown up.

They even want to borrow materials? Can you really lend materials to those guys?

He himself is a level nine soul master. If he needs materials, he can just spread the word and a bunch of people will rush to send him materials.

Even if things go badly, he's not completely without options. The treatment in Xilu City is quite good; he can always go there to develop his career. Capable people can thrive anywhere.

At that moment, a large number of medical personnel rushed into the deep pit and carried the four-armed Paralysis axe onto a stretcher.

The wound that should have been bleeding profusely has now stopped bleeding on its own, and upon closer inspection, one can see fine granulation tissue slowly wriggling, seemingly regenerating.

Many medical staff were amazed. Normally, a Soul Master who loses an arm is basically done with his Soul Fighting career, but this boy in front of them could actually regenerate it on his own.

As expected of a Soul Master who focuses on the physical body, their control over the physical form is truly enviable.

Even if the Tiger Staff doesn't have the ability to regenerate on its own, the Body Sect still has rare and precious materials that can regenerate severed limbs.

As the most outstanding young genius of the Body Sect, even if he didn't want to use the Tiger Staff, he would force it into his mouth even if the poison wouldn't kill him.

As for Huo Zhanji, he waved his hand and refused the medical staff's treatment. He took out a purple shirt from his storage soul tool and put it on to cover the wound on his chest. He also put a black trench coat on top of it.

The reversal technique has been activated, and the wound on his chest will soon heal. Huo Zhanji intends to leave some scars as a symbol of the victor's glory.

With his hands in his pockets, his black trench coat billowed in the wind, casting a flowing black shadow in the sunlight, exuding an unmistakable aura of power.

This is the style I learned from Huo Yuhao. Regardless of how badly you are injured, the key to exuding the aura of a strong person is to show off your coolness, arrogance, and nonchalant attitude.

"Hey, Deng! Do you call me 'Center Deng' on the court?"

"You're itching for a beating again? You dare to challenge my authority? With your meager strength, how dare you wield antimatter powers? Aren't you afraid of blowing yourself up?"

Back at the Xilu City Research Institute, Dai Ying slapped Huo Zhanji hard on the shoulder, instantly breaking his composure. The emptiness in his body caused him to stumble and almost fall to the ground.

"I'm wrong! Sis, don't hit me! Have mercy, let me explain."

"Isn't this just getting carried away? Don't worry, I know my own limitations. The output power of antimatter is very low, barely within my control."

"Besides, aren't you here? Sis, you wouldn't let me mess things up and turn into a firework, would you?"

Dai Ying carefully examined Huo Zhanji's internal condition with her divine sense, confirming that the antimatter power had not left any hidden injuries in his body. She also dispelled the remaining good and evil power before secretly breathing a sigh of relief.

When the forces of antimatter and good and evil clashed, even she was startled. All three forces were at a very high level, and even the slightest mistake could lead to disaster.

"You're overthinking it. I'll just open the magic network, post it on my WeChat Moments, and casually mention how beautiful the fireworks my brother turned into are."

Dai Ying was very worried, but she couldn't say it out loud. She had inherited the essence of the Huo family's ancestral arrogance.

Huo Zhanji scratched his head and grinned foolishly. Gu Qiu'er walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Well done!"

"Get some rest. The next match is up to Xing."

Upon hearing Gu Qiu'er's words, Huo Zhanji's spirits lifted, and he immediately stood at attention. Dai Ying did the same. This was a powerful tremor from his bloodline, which even a god could hardly resist.

Xing shouldered his bat, ready to go off the field. He had just taken a step, his foot not even touching the ground, when he asked with puzzled look in his golden eyes, "Captain, the playing platform is gone. Am I supposed to play in the pit?"

Gu Qiu'er frowned, "Couldn't you wait until the competition platform is fixed before going on? The referee hasn't notified us yet, has he? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Xing, her little face crestfallen, stopped and stood obediently next to March 7th.

On the Body Sect's side, Du Busi looked at Hu Zhang, who was being carried away, with a gratified expression. As expected of his disciple, well done!

He said to Vina and the others behind him, "The rest of the matches will continue."

"Even if the outcome is decided, you can't give up. The important thing about the competition is that it helps you see the gap between yourself and others."

Find your weaknesses and hone your combat experience by fighting against strong enemies. Ten minutes of fighting a strong enemy is more useful than ten years of meditation in a sect!

If you think of admitting defeat when you encounter a strong enemy, you will never become a strong person in the future. You are just a coward. There must be no cowards among the people of my Body Sect!

True strength always comes from those stronger than themselves; only the weak oppress the weak.

Upon hearing Poison Undying's words, the Body Sect teammates, who had initially been somewhat fearful, regained their fighting spirit.

The captain and Tiger Staff have already demonstrated the demeanor of the Body Sect, and they would never embarrass the sect. At worst, they would just get a beating.