Douluo: Legend of the Dragon King - The Voice of the Purple Emperor

The high-speed collisions left the audience dazzled; most could only see two blurry shadows flashing by. They couldn't even see Xie Xie was injured, and only learned what had happened on the field through Fang'er's commentary.

Xie Xie's breathing gradually became heavy. Although the wounds on his body were all small, even the smallest wounds would bleed and hurt. And all of this would affect his combat power and condition.

He already had more than a dozen cuts on his body, and the cut clothes would catch the wind slightly during movement. Such a high-speed collision was definitely not a comfortable feeling.

"Don't you understand? I've been holding back all along. Just admit defeat."

"Why don't you hit me a few more times while you're talking?" Xie Xie sneered.

Xie Xie suddenly flashed past Lin San, and the wind blade in Lin San's hand lightly swept past, leaving another wound on his back.

However, after landing this time, Xie Xie did not rush back immediately, but stopped while keeping his feet firmly on the ground.

The sudden change from stillness to movement was abrupt; upon landing, he stood like a statue.

Lin San was constantly in a high-speed combat state. His figure flashed past like lightning, and Xie Xie was almost instantly covered in three wounds.

But his body remained motionless, and upon closer inspection on the screen, it was discovered that he had closed his eyes.

He held the Light Dragon Dagger in his right hand and raised it to his chest, as if frozen in place.

Lin Sanshao rarely showed a look of surprise. This boy from Shrek Academy was indeed more talented than him.

But are opportunities really that easy to find?

Lin San didn't stop; on the contrary, his speed suddenly increased again. Even though he had previously completely suppressed Xie Xie's speed, it wasn't even at its peak.

A blue light swirled around Xie Xie, and it seemed as if a blue tornado had appeared around him, sweeping over his body and launching one attack after another.

In just a short while, from a purely visual perspective, he had become a blood-soaked figure.

Yuan Enhui had already sat up straight, her back ramrod straight, without anyone noticing.

The situation was worse than they had imagined; Xie Xie was completely suppressed. Even they couldn't see the slightest chance for him.

Neither side unleashed powerful spirit skills or battle armor, but there's no doubt that the opponent possesses five spirit rings, including two ten-thousand-year spirit rings. In terms of spirit skills, he must also be suppressing the opponent. The difference in battle armor goes without saying. Given this situation, where is the opportunity?

"Ding!" Just then, a crisp sound suddenly rang out in the competition venue.

Lin San retreated gracefully, Xie Xie's Light Dragon Dagger still shimmering with dazzling golden light. Just then, he reopened his eyes.

"Thank you!" Xie Xie said to Lin San.

Lin San's heart stirred, but he smiled calmly and said, "No need to thank me, this is your own understanding."

Lin San looked at Xie Xie seriously. "I apologize for what I said before. You are not a turtle. As expected of a student of Shrek Academy, I reached this level two years later than you." Lin San still looked calm and composed.

A formidable opponent would only excite him more, but unfortunately, in his eyes, Xie Xie was not yet a true worthy adversary.

The strongest person desires nothing more than to be surrounded by someone stronger than themselves. Only then can the feeling of oppression transform into a sense of urgency, driving them to work harder and fight more relentlessly on their path to power. This is true for Lin San; he would only be happy if Xie Xie became stronger.

A glint of cyan suddenly flashed in Lin San's eyes, and his second soul ring shone brightly. In the next instant, his entire body was enveloped in cyan, and his figure flickered, filling the sky with countless images.

Xie Xie was shocked. It turned out that his previous speed was not his limit; his soul skill could actually increase his speed. At this moment, he could not sense Lin San's true location at all. Around his body, it was as if there were gusts of wind, which were free and unpredictable, and there was no pattern to them.

A flash of azure light appeared, and Xie Xie sustained another wound. Immediately afterward, the surrounding environment transformed into an immense pressure that pressed down on him, like a meat grinder.

This is the pressure that comes with an absolute speed advantage.

Xie Xie didn't scream; he simply wiped the blood from the tip of his mouth.

Raising the radiant dragon blade in his hand, he declared, "The wind, too, will eventually cease!"

"Alright!" Lin San shouted softly, and the surrounding blue figures suddenly disappeared. When the audience saw him again, he was actually hovering in mid-air.

It's important to understand that without using a soul tool, one needs to reach the seventh ring level of cultivation to fly. Yet, at this moment, Lin San is levitating in mid-air solely through his own soul power. Around his body, wisps of azure wind gently gather, supporting his form, and he himself seems to be part of the wind.

"There's no need to fight anymore. In this battle, given the equal strength, I have already lost."

"I surrender."

Lin San spoke calmly, like a gentle breeze.

What!

The entire room fell silent.

"In battles where strength completely overwhelms the opponent, my victories are never honorable!"

Lin San's figure transformed into a wisp of green wind.

He went along with it.

This……

Xie Xie began to admire this person from the bottom of his heart. He could have won at any time, but he chose to give up.

Because he knew that he was always on the side with the advantage over the opposing side.

"This child..."

"That's just his personality, calm and collected, and it's precisely this personality that has shaped who he is today."

The white-haired, bearded old man smiled and stroked his beard.

Lin San was the most diligent of the eight kings, and also the most arrogant. His arrogance, coupled with his defeat against a weaker opponent, was utterly disgraceful! Using his power against a child five years younger than himself was worse than losing the match. He should have been given a good wake-up call.

This battle was very dramatic, but all the viewers of Star Luo will remember one person who was principled and not allowed to be arrogant, and that person was Feng Wang, Lin San!

The competition continues, and the quarterfinals will be decided today!

On the podium, Dai Tianling sat in the main seat, with Enci, the dean of Monster Academy, beside him. Today's competition was very important, so these two big shots were present in person.

"Teacher, what are the chances of Yueyan winning against Guyou?" Dai Tianling asked Enci in a low voice.

Enci pondered, "Your Highness, if Gu You can truly contend with Long Yue, Yue Yan's chances of winning are no more than ten percent."

Dai Tianling nodded, his face filled with worry...

(End of this chapter)