Douluo Continent: The Evil Tiger Subdues the Eight Desolations, and Marries Zhu Zhuqing

At this moment, Chrysanthemum Douluo no longer cared about saving face.

He gritted his teeth, and his soul power erupted wildly without reservation.

At the same time, the seventh spirit ring beneath his feet suddenly emitted a dazzling light.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul True Form!"

With a roar, Chrysanthemum Douluo instantly merged his body into the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum in his hand.

The golden chrysanthemum, which was originally only the size of a palm, instantly swelled in the wind and transformed into a giant golden chrysanthemum reaching the sky, thirty meters tall.

Golden light shot into the sky, illuminating the entire arena, attempting to block the giant black hand that descended from the heavens.

The golden, towering chrysanthemum, reaching a height of thirty meters, exudes extremely powerful defensive and vitality.

This is Chrysanthemum Douluo's strongest life-saving method. In his Martial Soul True Form state, all of his attributes will increase dramatically.

next second.

A massive, 100-meter-long, black-purple lightning hand slammed down on the golden, rare chrysanthemum.

"boom!!"

A deafening, earth-shattering explosion resounded within the arena.

The entire arena trembled.

Dark purple lightning and golden light clashed wildly at the point of impact.

A violent energy shockwave swept outwards in all directions.

The hard granite floor of the arena was ravaged by this shockwave, sending shards of rock flying everywhere.

Bibi Dong, standing on the viewing platform, waved her hand, releasing a soul power barrier that blocked the flying rocks and shockwaves.

Her eyes were fixed on the center of the explosion.

The impact lasted for less than three seconds.

Lin Ye's Dark Evil Sky-Splitting Palm contained terrifying destructive power. The explosion of lightning combined with the corrosive power of evil energy caused the golden Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum to tremble violently.

"Click, click..."

Cracks began to appear on the huge golden petals.

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by a muffled roar, the giant black-purple hand completely crushed the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum's defenses and slammed it heavily onto the ground.

In the center of the battle arena, a huge palm print crater, tens of meters deep and hundreds of meters long, was directly created!

Smoke and dust billowed into the sky, obscuring the view.

Lin Ye stood still, lowered his right arm, and exhaled a long breath.

Releasing this skill also consumes a significant amount of his energy.

He looked at the billowing dust ahead and did not continue the pursuit.

Although this attack was powerful, it wasn't enough to kill a level 95 Title Douluo.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated.

At the edge of the deep pit, Chrysanthemum Douluo's figure appeared.

He had already deactivated his Martial Soul True Form, and his once magnificent clothes were now tattered and his hair was disheveled, making him look extremely wretched.

Chrysanthemum Douluo braced himself on his knees, panting heavily.

Suddenly, his face turned pale, and he bent over abruptly.

With a "whoosh," Chrysanthemum Douluo spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the rubble on the ground red.

Seeing this, Lin Ye quickly stepped forward, walked to the edge of the pit, looked at Chrysanthemum Douluo below, and asked with concern:

"Elder Ju, are you alright? I lost control for a moment, did I hurt you?"

When Chrysanthemum Douluo heard Lin Ye's sarcastic remarks, he was so angry that he almost spat out blood again.

He then straightened up, forcibly swallowed the metallic taste rising in his throat, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

And, stubbornly clinging to his pride, he waved his hand and forced himself to say:

"I'm fine! It's nothing! I was careless just now and didn't dodge. That attack...it couldn't hurt me."

Although he said that, Chrysanthemum Douluo was completely convinced in his heart.

If he hadn't activated his Martial Soul True Body, the outcome of that palm strike would have been unpredictable.

A level 79 Soul Saint could force a level 95 Title Douluo to activate his Martial Soul True Body and even make him vomit blood. Who would believe that if this got out?

Chrysanthemum Douluo looked at Lin Ye with a complicated expression.

"Kid, I didn't expect you to be this strong now." Chrysanthemum Douluo sighed, admitting frankly.

"Your current combat power is no weaker than that of an ordinary Title Douluo. I take back what I said before; you have the right to be arrogant."

Lin Ye smiled but didn't reply.

On the viewing platform, Bibi Dong watched this scene and smiled.

She was very satisfied with Lin Ye's performance.

"Alright, that concludes today's test," Bibi Dong's voice echoed throughout the venue.

Lin Ye raised his head and looked at Bibi Dong.

Having proven my abilities, it's time to get down to business.

Tang Hao, wash your neck clean and wait. Within three months, I will take your dog's life.

At this moment, Bibi Dong's voice came from the viewing platform, carrying an undeniable authority.

"Lin Ye, come to the Papal Palace."

"Yes, teacher."

……

Inside the Papal Palace.

It remained as magnificent and solemn as ever.

Bibi Dong sat high on the papal throne, holding a scepter in her hand, her gaze deep as she looked at Lin Ye who walked in from outside the palace.

At this moment, her heart was far from as calm as it appeared.

Lin Ye's performance today completely exceeded her expectations.

She had anticipated that Lin Ye would be very strong, but she hadn't expected him to be this strong.

At level 79, he fought against a level 95 Title Douluo without being defeated, and even gained the upper hand.

What does this mean?

This means that Lin Ye has already possessed the combat power of a Title Douluo!

Such a young Title Douluo!

Bibi Dong thought to herself that even Tang Hao, who was once known as the number one genius on the continent, would not be able to reach Lin Ye's current level at this age.

"This kid's future achievements..."

A thought that even she found alarming flashed through her mind.

Lin Ye walked down the steps, stopped, and bowed slightly in greeting.

"Teacher, you wanted to see me."

Bibi Dong regained her senses, composed herself, and her face regained the unique dignity and aloofness that belonged only to the Pope.

She looked down at Lin Ye, who stood ramrod straight, and slowly spoke, her voice echoing in the hall.

"Lin Ye, you did very well today."

"Not only did you achieve unparalleled feats on the battlefield, annihilating the Star Luo Empire with lightning speed, but your own strength has also improved to such an extent. You have not disappointed me."

Lin Ye raised his head, meeting Bibi Dong's gaze, his face bearing his usual smile:

"This is all thanks to your excellent guidance, teacher."

Bibi Dong snorted lightly; it was that same flattering remark again.

She tapped the ground lightly with her scepter, making a crisp sound, and steered the conversation back on track.

"The Star Luo Empire has been destroyed, and your mission in the military is considered complete. What are your plans now?"

Bibi Dong looked at him and asked, "Do you want to stay in Spirit City to cultivate in seclusion, or do you want to take on an important position in the Spirit Hall, or... do you have other ideas?"

She was asking Lin Ye about his future path.

Given Lin Ye's current strength and achievements, Bibi Dong would do her best to meet any request he made.

Upon hearing this question, Lin Ye's smile gradually faded, and his eyes sharpened.

Now, he has just proven to Bibi Dong that he has the strength to hunt down a Title Douluo.

The next step is naturally to hunt down Tang Hao!