Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Saint Master, Twelve Talismans Chaotic the Continent

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As the first rays of sunlight rise in the morning, a new day begins.

Today is the final match between the Spirit Hall team and the Heaven Dou Royal Academy team.

Although everyone knows the outcome of this match, the most important thing today is not the final, but what happens after the final.

Major sects and Soul Master families arrived early, waiting for the competition to begin.

Unlike the usual hustle and bustle, Wuhun City was somewhat oppressive today, perhaps because everyone had a vague feeling that something was about to happen.

"Finally, I can be free..."

In the most prominent spot in the stands, next to the Pope's seat, Nan Feng had arrived early, waiting for the match to begin.

The elders of the Elder Hall also arrived early and waited with their eyes closed.

Everyone on the field was also silently watching Nan Feng on the stage; he was the real protagonist of the day.

How the mainland will develop in the future depends on the outcome of today.

"Dad, are you hiding something from me?"

In the waiting area, sensing the eerie atmosphere, Ning Rongrong and her companions suddenly had a bad feeling.

Nan Feng did say that a big event would happen today, and it was related to the Haotian Sect, but why do all the titled Douluo elders on the stage have such a death-defying expression?

The atmosphere here is off!

That's not right!

This is Wuhun City!

With so many titled Douluo elders, the Pope, and the legendary Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall, even if the Clear Sky Sect is powerful, it shouldn't be like this, right?

"Rongrong, don't overthink it. Just focus on the competition," Ning Fengzhi said.

"What happened?" Ning Rongrong asked.

Xiao Wu's emotions have been off lately!

It wasn't just because of Tang San; it seemed like some big problem was about to arise.

Every time they asked about this, Xiao Wu would brush it off by mentioning Tang San's situation.

"Rongrong, if... I mean if, someone wanted to go and die, would you stop him?" Ning Fengzhi asked.

Nan Feng specifically instructed him to focus the enemy's firepower on him as much as possible during the meeting with Haotian Sect, especially on Tang Chen.

It would be best to portray him as an even more crucial figure than Qian Daoliu, so that Tang Chen could go all out against him once the battle begins!

He didn't know what level Tang Chen had reached after disappearing for so many years, but he could tell that Nan Feng wasn't confident, and even he himself felt that he might die.

He didn't understand why Nan Feng had to do this. Even if he didn't want to care about these things anymore, he could have faked his death instead of taking this risk and fighting Tang Chen to the death.

But he insisted on doing it this way.

After today, if Nan Feng survives, no one on the continent will dare to oppose him.

If he dies, is killed by Tang Chen, or they perish together, a chaotic war will erupt on the mainland in an instant!

After so much buildup and so many contradictions, once this greatest restraining force disappears, conflict will be unstoppable!

"He's going to his death?" Ning Rongrong was stunned.

Why?

"I don't know either." Ning Fengzhi shook his head.

"But you can see for yourself, he doesn't shy away from this, in fact... he's looking forward to it."

"..."

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"Mother……"

Xiao Wu leaned against A Rou with a complicated expression, her usual mischievousness gone.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Arou gently patted Xiaowu's back to soothe her.

"What if... he loses?" Xiao Wu said in a muffled voice.

"What do you want to say?" Arou asked.

"I...I don't want to see him alone," Xiao Wu said.

Ice Emperor told her what happened at the Lake of Life. Since she was also a soul beast, she thought that Ice Emperor and the others had been fooled by Nan Feng.

Why wait until the very last moment to choose to sacrifice?

Why not make thorough preparations before facing the situation?

Is this really safer?

No! That's not how it works!

Nan Feng lied to everyone.

He wasn't confident, and he had no solution; he was just bluffing.

He knew that even if he offered a sacrifice, it wouldn't make any difference, so he refused.

Xue Di and the others were unaware of this, and even mistakenly believed that Nan Feng really had a solution.

all fake.

The only way for Nanfeng to go is to die himself, taking everyone involved with him with him.

As long as Nan Feng is dead, Tang Chen is dead, and Tang San is dead, even if the story of the Asura God is true, it will be meaningless.

"Do you want to stay with him?" Arou asked.

"Mm." Xiao Wu nodded.

"Even if this makes him angry?" Arou asked.

I'm currently reading the error-free version! This is the first time I've published this novel.

Nan Feng has always been autocratic. He lied to them like this because he didn't want them to follow him to their deaths. But if he went to such lengths and people still followed him to their deaths, he would be very angry.

"If he were alive, he could hit me or yell at me however he wanted, but if he's dead, I don't know if he'd be angry or not," Xiao Wu said.

"Then let's do it," Arou said.

"Um……"

"Arou".

A familiar voice suddenly rang out, and Arou turned her head to look, only to see Tang Yuehua, who should have been staying at Yuexuan in Tiandou City, appear here.

"Why are you here?" Arou was stunned.

Tang Yuehua looked at Nan Feng on the high seat with a complicated expression. "The people from Haotian Sect have all come. I wanted to come and see them."

"..."

Noticing a familiar gaze, Nan Feng turned his head and looked towards the waiting area, making eye contact with Tang Yuehua.

After only a few seconds, Nan Feng withdrew his gaze and continued looking at the sky.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

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Outside Wuhun City.

At Tang Xiao's call, people from the Haotian Sect, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, and other major sects have gathered.

Almost every sect and family that refused to submit to the Spirit Hall sent representatives to the previous gathering, and they are all here today as well.

The Star Luo Empire also sent two Soul Douluos as representatives; of course, their main task was to win back their own princess.

In the eyes of the Xingluo royal family and the Zhu family, Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing were forcibly kept by Nan Feng's side. However, their identities were not to be taken by others; they could die, but they could not be taken by others. This was an insult to the Xingluo royal family, an insult to the Zhu family, and an insult to the Xingluo Empire.

How could a prince's consort be snatched away by someone else?

Xingluo had endured the previous defeats because he couldn't win, but now that he had the opportunity, he naturally wanted to take advantage of the chaos.

If they could take Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing away, that would be ideal. If not, the task for these two Soul Douluos would be to kill them in the chaos of the upcoming battle.

The others present also had their own ulterior motives. Perhaps quite a few people were indeed responding to the call of the Haotian Sect, but most of them were just there to fish in troubled waters.

After all, the legendary Tang Chen has already appeared, so how this conflict unfolds is actually not of much concern to them.

If Tang Chen wins, they can naturally benefit from it, but if Tang Chen loses, they won't say anything about fighting the Spirit Hall to the death.

That's good enough.

When faced with two evils, choose the lesser; when faced with two benefits, choose the greater.

"I know what you are thinking, and I will not force you to participate in the upcoming battle. Today, I have only one request." Tang Xiao stood at the front of the crowd.

"Until the final results are in, please refrain from doing anything that will embarrass yourselves. Tang Xiao is not talented, and although he is far inferior to my grandfather, he is still better than any of you."

"Tang Xiao is still quite confident!"

"..." (End of this chapter)