The Ten Goddesses of Douluo Continent are all my Martial Souls

"boom!"

"boom!"

The old man swung the stick in his hand and smashed it hard at Ye Dongxuan.

Seeing the old man's fierce attack, one of the hundreds of parents and students present couldn't help but speak up:

"Will that arrogant and conceited youth survive the old man's blow?"

As soon as the parent asked the question, the other parents nearby spoke up with certainty:

"They definitely won't survive!"

"You must know, this was a strike delivered with the full power of a six-ring Soul Emperor. What immense and terrifying power that must have been! It was absolutely earth-shattering."

"That boy is definitely doomed after that blow from the old man!"

At this moment, a well-informed parent of a student offered a very rigorous analysis:

"A full-force attack from a six-ring Soul Emperor is something even a three-ring Soul Venerable cannot withstand; they would be instantly and tragically killed."

"Only a four-ring Soul Master can survive a full-force attack from a six-ring Soul Emperor."

"That boy looks to be only twelve or thirteen years old. He is at most a two-ring Great Soul Master and certainly cannot reach the level of a four-ring Soul Grandmaster."

At this point, the parent spoke slowly and confidently:

"Therefore, I am now certain that the moment the old man's stick struck the boy, that was the moment the boy died."

Upon hearing the parent's rigorous analysis, the other parents and students couldn't help but nod in agreement.

Clearly, they all agreed with the parent's rigorous analysis.

That boy was definitely doomed to die from the old man's attack!

. . . . . .

"Heh, a bunch of short-sighted fools."

Listening to the conversations around him, Ye Dongxuan chuckled softly.

Ye Dongxuan didn't care about these parents and students at all.

Because these people are all insignificant passersby, not worth his time to care about.

The next moment, Ye Dongxuan's gaze fell on the old man who had attacked.

"How could you hit a twelve or thirteen-year-old child like me so hard? Did you want to kill me?"

"Looks like I'll have to teach you a lesson."

Ye Dongxuan murmured softly.

Although he, like the old man, was a Soul Master at the sixth-ring Soul Emperor level.

However, this old man was just an ordinary six-ring Soul Emperor, but he was able to contend with a Title Douluo!

For Ye Dongxuan, defeating this old man was as easy as crushing an ant.

easy.

It was effortless.

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Chapter 186 Are you a Title Douluo?!

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The next second, Ye Dongxuan stretched out his right hand and grabbed the attacking stick.

He wanted to disarm Bai Ren with his bare hands and directly seize the old man's staff-like martial spirit.

With his strength, he could defeat the old man even without using his soul skills or releasing his martial soul.

. . . . . .

The old man also noticed Ye Dongxuan's actions.

The old man was very clear about Ye Dongxuan's intentions.

Immediately, a look of anger quickly appeared on the old man's wrinkled face.

This boy wants to take away his martial spirit staff with his bare hands?

This boy's actions are utterly insulting!

What a shame!

The boy's actions and intentions conveyed the same message to everyone present: he completely disregarded the old man!

This is the ultimate humiliation!

Any Soul Master would be furious and enraged when subjected to such humiliation!

The old man was furious at Ye Dongxuan's actions.

Damn it!

Enraged by Ye Dongxuan, the old man roared.

At this moment, the soul power he poured into the martial soul staff also surged even more fiercely.

A crimson light enveloped the old man's body.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

With such immense soul power contained in the staff, not only would a three-ring Soul Master be unable to withstand it, but even a four-ring Soul Sect Master would be killed by this staff.

Only a Soul Master at the level of a Five-Ring Soul King could withstand the old man's blow.

. . . . . .

"Young man, you only have yourself to blame, because you were far too arrogant."

"Remember this: in your next life, don't be so arrogant!"

As the old man finished speaking, the martial spirit staff in his hand struck Ye Dongxuan's neck with great force.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

However, when the stick was only half a meter away from Ye Dongxuan's neck, what happened left the parents and students present dumbfounded.

They all stared wide-eyed, and the heated words they had been saying were immediately swallowed back down.

The old man's staff, which had been wielding a thunderous force, suddenly stopped, unable to advance any further.

This wasn't because the old man suddenly had a change of heart and was ready to give up attacking Ye Dongxuan and spare his life, but because a fair hand directly grabbed the other end of the stick.

That fair palm seemed to contain immense power, preventing the stick, which was filled with the soul power of a sixth-ring Soul Emperor, from advancing an inch!

It could only stop about half a meter away from Ye Dongxuan's neck.

The owner of this fair hand was none other than Ye Dongxuan, who had a handsome face.

"What?! A six-ring Soul Emperor's unstoppable attack was actually taken lightly by that young man?"

"Yes, that boy just casually grabbed the teacher's stick and successfully caught it."

"Can anyone tell me what happened? Shouldn't a strike from a six-ring Soul Emperor be earth-shattering? Shouldn't it destroy everything? How could it be taken so easily?"

The parents and students present were all shocked as they watched Ye Dongxuan strike with the stick.

After all, just a second ago, they all thought that when that stick fell, it would be the moment the boy died.

In that very second, the boy, whom they thought was doomed, actually managed to completely block that earth-shattering blow.

The scene before them was so different from what they had imagined that it left them completely bewildered.

. . . . . .

"you......"

Seeing Ye Dongxuan grab his staff-like martial spirit, a look of astonishment surged in the old man's somewhat cloudy eyes.

"what?"

"You actually managed to grab my stick?"

"How is this possible?"

The old man's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.

You must know, he's a six-ring Soul Emperor.

What level of strength would be needed to catch a full-force strike from a six-ring Soul Emperor?

At the very least, one would need to be a six-ring Soul Emperor of the same level to do this.

So, this boy, who is twelve or thirteen years old, is a powerful expert at the level of a six-ring Soul Emperor?

A twelve or thirteen-year-old six-ring Soul Emperor?

That's absolutely impossible!

Even across the entire Douluo Continent, there is no one who can break through to the sixth-ring Soul Emperor at the age of twelve or thirteen.

When Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, Tang Hao, the Haotian Douluo, Poseidon, the Peerless Douluo, and Tang Chen, the strongest Title Douluo, were all only three-ring Soul Masters at the age of twelve or thirteen, right?

Furthermore, there is a consensus among Soul Masters on the Douluo Continent that no one can advance to the fourth-ring Soul Master level at the age of twelve or thirteen.

But now, how could this suddenly appearing boy, at the age of twelve or thirteen, possibly rival me, a six-ring Soul Emperor?