Douluo Continent: The Legend of the Dragon King? No, the Legend of the Six Kings!

In this era, most people's second spirit ring is a hundred-year spirit ring, and some people's second spirit ring is even a white spirit ring. The moment Lin Yan's second spirit ring appeared, it completely reshaped everyone's understanding. A second thousand-year spirit ring?!

Is it reasonable for this thousand-year spirit ring to appear in the second spirit ring position?

Standing on the stands, the theoretical master Yu Xiaogang's face was extremely ugly. Just yesterday morning, he was full of confidence and told his disciple that this guy's second thousand-year soul ring was a smokescreen. Now he had been directly slapped in the face by the other party.

"Teacher, is this guy's second soul after a thousand years really an illusion?" Tang San couldn't help but ask, because it didn't look like an illusion at all.

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang was completely at a loss for words and could only remain silent. Finally, he replied with a few words: "If you keep watching, you'll give yourself away."

Tang San nodded; he still had great faith in his teacher.

The members of the Royal Fighting Team below the stage were completely dumbfounded when they saw Lin Yan display three spirit rings, especially the thousand-year spirit ring.

The second ring of the millennium? Really?!

The moment Lin Yan released his second soul skill, dazzling crimson flames erupted around him, pale golden soul rings swirled around him, and his physical strength instantly surged.

The surrounding temperature soared, the air currents became distorted, and the putrid toxins that rushed towards them hissed and evaporated into white steam as soon as they approached the Crimson Flame, instantly dissipating.

The opposing Soul Masters were all stunned; no one had expected his second Soul Skill to be so powerful.

Lin Yan seized the opening, instantly teleported in front of Dugu Yan, and punched her hard in the abdomen with a scorching wind.

With a loud bang, Dugu Yan was in excruciating pain and flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily off the stage.

Before they could react, Lin Yan appeared in front of them instantly, his speed so fast that even they, the Soul Venerables, couldn't keep up. In just a few seconds, the Royal Fighting members were all lying on the ground, unable to get up again.

On the field, only the last support-type Soul Master remained, standing alone in place. It was Ye Lingling, who possessed the Nine-Heart Begonia Martial Soul.

Her face was as pale as paper, and her eyes, which were usually filled with a gentle light, were now filled with terror as she stared intently at the tall figure in front of her.

Not far away, her companions lay sprawled on the ground, clearly unable to fight any longer. The one who had defeated them one by one was none other than the cold-eyed young man, Lin Yan.

Ye Lingling's body trembled uncontrollably, and her feet unconsciously retreated, each step feeling like walking on cotton.

Lin Yan merely glanced at Ye Lingling indifferently, his gaze devoid of any warmth, as if he were looking at an insignificant object rather than a delicate female soul master.

"Get off yourself? Or should I kick you off?" His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a powerful sense of oppression, showing no mercy whatsoever. Every word conveyed the same thought: to kick this last enemy off the field completely.

At this moment, Qin Ming, the team leader of the Royal Fighting Team, was completely dumbfounded. The students he had trained were actually wiped out by the group. Where did these monsters come from?

"How come Lin Yan is even better at showing off than me?" Lin Tian, ​​still maintaining the appearance and identity of an old man, looked down at Lin Yan, who was looking down on everyone else, and couldn't help but complain.

After what happened tonight, there will probably be quite a few flies coming after him, which is really troublesome. Lin Tian really doesn't want to deal with those flies.

Their only goal was Dugu Yan in the audience and Dugu Bo behind her.

In the end, the match ended with Ye Lingling conceding defeat and leaving the field, definitively proving that Lin Yan had once again achieved a seven-game winning streak.

Sitting in his office, Manager Ao looked at the competition results and couldn't help but sigh, "They're simply monsters. No wonder they're the juniors of that Title Douluo. I hope this competition will send these two freaks away."

Otherwise, there would be no need for his Great Soul Arena to continue operating.

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Lin Yan won as announced by the host. He glanced one last time at Dugu Yan, who was struggling to get up and looking at him with resentment in her eyes, before turning away and walking off the stage.

After these few days of competition, he can be sure of one thing: without the help of external forces, his strength is at least enough to fight against a level 45 Soul Master, and he can even fight against Soul Kings who are higher level.

This was a considerable gain for him, and in the end, it completely shattered Dugu Yan's pride.

Will she run back crying to ask her grandfather for help?

Hopefully so, otherwise he and Lin Tian will have no choice but to use their Martial Soul Fusion Technique and borrow its power to find Dugu Bo.

As Lin Yan walked toward his lounge, several unfriendly gazes were fixed on him, and they blocked his path.

He snapped out of his thoughts and looked up, only to see Shrek Academy students and their teachers blocking his way. It was truly a case of fate bringing enemies together so close together...

"What's the matter? Just a bunch of defeated opponents." Lin Yan glanced at the group of hostile figures in front of him, a mocking smile curving his lips. His contempt was almost overflowing, and his eyes were as cold as ice. When they landed on the Shrek Academy students, they were full of undisguised disdain.

In his eyes, these people didn't even deserve to be his equals.

These words were like a red-hot needle, piercing deeply into Dai Mubai's heart.

His soul power surged instantly, his knuckles clenched until they turned white, and the anger in his chest almost burst out of his throat.

But when his fingertips inadvertently brushed against the still-healing burn scar on his cheek, a searing pain instantly shot through his body, and the surging anger was forcibly suppressed.

He clenched his teeth, his eyes filled with resentment and humiliation. In the end, he could only stiffly turn his head and look urgently at Dean Flander beside him, a hint of pleading hidden in his eyes, as if he had grasped at the last straw.

Flander naturally noticed Dai Mubai's gaze. Just as he was about to speak, Yu Xiaogang, who was standing to the side, spoke first: "Why is your second spirit ring a thousand-year spirit ring? This is completely unconventional!"

Yu Xiaogang is a renowned theoretical master on the continent, having studied spirit rings and spirit beasts for so long, down to the exact age of the spirit rings. Yet this young man's second spirit ring is a thousand-year spirit ring, which completely defies common sense. This is a challenge to his theories! Absolutely not allowed!

Lin Yan looked at Yu Xiaogang, who immediately questioned him, and couldn't help but tilt his head: No, buddy, are we that close?

"Who the hell are you?" Lin Yan asked, looking at the weathered-looking guy in front of him without giving him any face.

"You don't even know who I am?"

"Who you are is none of my business!" Lin Yan really couldn't understand why Yu Xiaogang was so confident. Was there something seriously wrong with his brain?

What, do you really think everyone in this world is as stupid as Tang San, who immediately bows and kowtows three times, respectfully calling you a theoretical master and taking you as his teacher?

Faced with Lin Yan's impolite interruption and the disregard and contempt in his eyes, Yu Xiao's newly regained confidence cracked again. This look was exactly the same as the look in the eyes of that group of people more than ten years ago.

He was furious, but he suppressed his anger and asked, "Your thousand-year soul ring defies all common sense. Are you cheating?!"

"?" Lin Yan was stunned when he heard Yu Xiaogang's words. Then he looked at him like he was an idiot and finally managed to say, "If you're out of your mind, go get it fixed, okay? Don't come here with your crazy nonsense, or believe me, I'll beat you down, you theoretically useless Great Soul Master."

"You, you..."

Yu Xiaogang had a lot of questions he wanted to ask Lin Yan, but Lin Yan's last sentence completely broke him down. He was so angry that he didn't know how to speak. The words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't spit them out or swallow them. He felt a tightness in his chest, and even his confidence to refute was completely shattered. He was so angry that his whole body trembled slightly, and he didn't know how to respond.

It's clear how easily this theoretical master can be broken down.

"Damn it!" Tang San couldn't stand seeing his teacher being bullied any longer. "Lin Yan, my teacher said you cheated in the competition, you have a problem with that? A second-ranked spirit ring after a thousand years is simply impossible! Did you get some Title Douluo behind you to put pressure on you and create a smokescreen?"

Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar, who were standing to the side, nodded in agreement, completely agreeing with Tang San's words.

Seeing Tang San jump out and question him, Lin Yan couldn't help but twitch his lips. He stepped forward and said, "You little punk, just because you're not good enough doesn't mean I am. With a brain like yours that's only good enough to have a great Soul Master as a disciple, how do you think you can be like me?"

These words instantly made the atmosphere tense.

Seeing Lin Yan's blatant disrespect for his teacher, Tang San finally drew his hidden weapon in anger and said directly to Lin Yan, "I challenge you."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yan looked at the extremely serious man in front of him and his little actions just now, and seemed to understand something. This chosen one of destiny broke down so quickly. His mental fortitude was even worse than that of Huo Yuhao and his daughter Tang Wuling.

"Okay." Lin Yan accepted immediately.

Upon hearing Lin Yan challenge him himself, Tang San quickly spoke, ready to teach this guy a lesson: "Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass, Soul Power..."

boom!

Before Tang San could finish speaking, Lin Yan kicked him away like a football, leaving everyone present stunned.

Yu Xiaogang was the first to react; he immediately ran over, "Xiao San, are you alright?"

Looking at Tang San, who had fallen unconscious in his arms, Yu Xiaogang glared angrily at Lin Yan, "You're a despicable scoundrel!"

"Huh?" Lin Yan looked at Yu Xiaogang, who was questioning him, and finally couldn't stand it anymore. He walked directly towards him and said, "As expected, like teacher, like student. I might as well beat you up too."

"Kid, you've gone a bit too far," Flander said, stopping Lin Yan in a questioning tone.

Lin Yan looked at Flander, who was blocking his way, and questioned, "I went too far? How can you be so hypocritical? Why didn't you stop your student when he provoked me?"

As expected, Shrek Academy students are all hypocritical. They can provoke others, but others cannot retaliate, otherwise it's your fault. No wonder Shrek Academy is the same ten thousand years and twenty thousand years later.

If the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will be in even worse shape.

Hearing Lin Yan's question, Flander, that old fox, was quite shrewd; he had already come up with an excuse.

A menacing voice rang out from behind him: "An owl dares to lead a group to ambush my junior like this? Didn't that bear tell you that my juniors are not to be trifled with?"

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