Douluo Continent: Long Live the Spirit Hall

"Boom!"

On the central arena of Wuhun City, a terrifying blazing sun exploded with a deafening roar, and two figures scraped long furrows in the ground before finally stabilizing themselves near the edge of the arena.

"You're stronger than I thought; you actually managed to hurt me."

As the dazzling sun dissipated into countless points of light, Yan slowly emerged from the edge of the arena. His battle suit was torn, and he had suffered some minor injuries. What was truly alarming was that as he walked, wisps of flame gushed from his wounds before they quickly healed.

"I think he's even stronger than Yu Xiaoxuan. He didn't make you shout that he only used three punches, and he also used his second soul skill."

Dai Wuji still had a smile on his face and spoke very calmly, but those who knew him well could tell that he was extremely unwilling and unhappy at this moment.

"You want to force me to reveal more of my strength? But I don't think you have that ability."

Opposite Dai Wuji, Yan was surrounded by raging flames, and an even more surging golden dragon flame swept out, instantly sweeping towards Dai Wuji's position.

Dai Wuji reacted quickly. Within half an hour of being empowered by the two amplification skills, his condition was better than ever before. As soon as Yan's Golden Dragon Fist, which was accompanied by dragon flames, was unleashed, he leaped up and dodged the first wave of attacks.

"White Tiger Blazing Light Wave".

With the assistance of his first and third soul skills, Dai Wuji unleashed his second soul skill. Facing the impact of the golden dragon soul's head turn, he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a dense ball of golden light.

The dazzling golden dragon flames collided with the platinum-colored light sphere. The fire curtain raised by the golden dragon flames was torn apart by the White Tiger's fierce light wave. In the next instant, Dai Wuji descended from the sky and rushed towards Yan's position.

"White Tiger Meteor Shower".

Dai Wuji launched his attack from his elevated position, directly using his fourth soul skill, White Tiger Meteor Shower. Countless golden light points shot out, as if a wave of meteors from outer space had descended upon the world.

The massive fluctuation of soul power caused the entire arena to tremble. Faced with this situation, Yan's fourth soul skill, Golden Flame Dragon Break, finally unleashed its true power.

He stepped forward and stood still, his right fist clenched and swung, the Golden Dragon Soul spinning wildly with endless golden dragon flames. This move, the Wild Dragon Dance, stirred up an endless tide of fire, completely engulfing the White Tiger Meteor Shower.

"Pfft~~~"

Despite his disheveled state, Dai Wuji managed to break through the curtain of fire using his defenses. His entire body was charred black, and a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. Gazing at Yan, who was so close at hand, his eyes shone brighter than ever before.

"Dragon turns its head".

Yan watched Dai Wuji getting closer and closer. He simply spun around and withdrew his fist. The golden dragon soul that easily broke through the White Tiger Meteor Shower suddenly returned and used the Divine Dragon Tail Swing to smash Dai Wuji's back, sending him flying.

"Oh!"

Dai Wuji reacted as soon as the wind rose behind him, twisting his body and raising his hands to raise his soul power defense in an attempt to block it. Unfortunately, it was all in vain. He was still blown away by the enormous force and landed heavily, raising a cloud of dust.

"Brother Wuji."

Two concerned voices rang out simultaneously from the viewing platform of the Star Luo Royal Team. Zhu Yunxi and Xu Yanyan, two beauties, stood up at the same time. This scene made many people's imaginations run wild, but when they thought of the Baihu Dai family's tradition of being promiscuous, everyone felt relieved.

"I look really pathetic like this."

Opposite Yan, Dai Wuji struggled to his feet. His face was expressionless, and his clothes were stained with blood. His bones creaked from the effort, indicating that he was in a very bad situation.

Even under these circumstances, his wicked eyes were still filled with wildness, his gaze remained unwavering, revealing an undisguised desire for victory.

Yan's gaze towards this guy changed slightly. "I must admit, you are stronger than Yu Xiaoxuan. Someone like you is worth my extra effort."

"That's really true, thank you so much."

Dai Wuji abruptly stopped, his cold and sinister voice domineering, "A severely wounded tiger is the most dangerous. Be careful, Holy Son of the Spirit Hall. Let's settle this once and for all and see who will stand here as the final victor."

"You have no chance."

Yan clenched his fist again. The golden dragon soul that had previously defeated Dai Wuji returned to Yan's back. It swirled and expanded wildly in the sky with the gathering of golden dragon flames. The power of this ten-thousand-year soul skill far exceeded ordinary people's imagination. Yan was already giving Dai Wuji a lot of face by being willing to use this move to send him away.

"White Tiger Roars Across Mountains and Rivers".

Dai Wuji suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and powerful soul force began to condense on his body. The golden light turned into white light again, and orbs of light began to spread around his body.

The blood that had been spurted out earlier acted as a catalyst. Under the influence of Dai Wuji's immense soul power, countless white orbs of light rapidly converged into a blood mist, and a ferocious tiger with white light and blood-red patterns appeared in front of Dai Wuji.

"Roar~~~"

As the endless white meteors converged completely into the ferocious tiger, the original snow-white light was transformed into a platinum color. The tiger, with its golden blood-red markings, roared to the sky, issuing an unwilling challenge to the golden dragon soul that descended from the heavens.

Above the sky was a dazzling golden curtain of fire. Amidst the endless flames, a golden dragon soul, baring its fangs and claws, descended, unleashing a torrent of golden flames towards the tiny, ferocious tiger below that dared to challenge it.

"Roar~~~"

An endless torrent of golden flames swept across the entire arena, and the sea of ​​fire instantly engulfed everything in front of everyone. In this dangerous situation, a figure stood tall and proud, and a ferocious tiger roared with its last fury, tearing open a curtain of fire and launching a final assault on the golden dragon in the sky.

"Boom!"

Like a bolt from the blue in broad daylight, the violent collision caused a deafening roar to erupt from the arena, shaking the entire plaza. The floor outside the ring quickly shattered, and large pieces of rubble were sent flying into the air by the powerful explosion.

Everyone was focused on the final individual victory, their eyes glued to the direction of the plaza. When the shrunken Golden Dragon Soul came into view, everyone knew the answer.

Faced with overwhelming power, the white tiger, which fought and resisted relentlessly, ultimately failed to achieve victory. In the end, the golden dragon destroyed the white tiger, a result that had been expected all along.

When everything was over, everyone saw the scene clearly. Yan was still standing there, his aura unchanged, while Dai Wuji had already collapsed in front of him.

This proud tiger, lying on its back in a starfish shape, showed no signs of defeat or lamentation; instead, it was laughing heartily.

Dai Wuji's laughter was intense, as if he had been relieved. "Hahahaha... I lost, I lost..."

"Brother Wuji."

Zhu Yunxi and Xu Yanyan rushed onto the stage at the same time, supporting the big tiger's body on their left and right, embracing it from both sides, seemingly restoring some of the Star Luo Prince's former glory.

This guy stared at Yan as if showing off, his eyes full of fighting spirit, "Yan, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, I must admit, you are stronger than I imagined. I lost this battle, and I would not be your match in a one-on-one fight."

But this isn't over yet. No matter how strong you are individually, I will make the world understand that the Star Luo Royal Team is the strongest team of this season. In the next match, I will definitely defeat you.

Yan merely gave the man a dismissive look at his harsh words, and then calmly said, "You won't have a chance, I'm telling you."

After saying this, he didn't give the guy he hated a chance to reply. He leaped off the stage and landed in the audience seats, sitting down next to Little Fox and Sister Xue'er. Instead of enjoying measuring the slender waists of the two beauties with his hands, he also wanted to try embracing them on both sides.

When Dai Wuji left the arena with the help of Zhu Yunxi and Xu Yanyan, it also marked the official end of the individual elimination rounds of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament.

The result of this final competition was both unexpected and reasonable. The Holy Son Yan of the Spirit Hall crushed Prince Dai Wuji of the Star Luo with absolute strength, becoming the strongest of the younger generation. The fifteen-year-old five-ring Soul King, with two transcendent soul rings, is the undisputed number one.

After this individual elimination round, the Spirit Hall began arranging the venue for the elite team competition. Initially, the teams were divided into five groups, and two teams from each group advanced to become the top ten teams in this elite competition.

After the top ten teams were selected, a rotation battle began, meaning that each of the top ten teams would fight against each other. The loser would not get any points, and the winner would get one point. The team with the highest final score would be the champion of this elite tournament.

This arrangement ensures fairness to the greatest extent possible, preventing situations where strong teams are eliminated simply because certain weaknesses are exploited.

Moreover, with ten matches played and each match broadcast live, the competition time will be extended, attracting more attention to this elite tournament and boosting consumption both inside and outside Wuhun City, thus developing the economy of Wuhun Hall.

However, since it requires fighting ten or more battles in a row, and the terrain is not always the same each time, it is a considerable challenge for the Soul Master teams participating in the team competition.

Therefore, in order to better conserve their strength, some strong teams will not field their full lineup when facing teams they are sure to win in the early group stage knockout rounds. Instead, they will rotate their main lineup and have their substitutes come on to contribute.

In this situation, the personnel configuration of each team is not exactly the same each time they appear, which adds uncertainty to the competition and attracts more people's interest.

For the first ten days of the team competition, His Highness the Holy Son, who was the absolute main force, did not show up at all. He was busy calculating his profits in Wuhun City. He had many businesses in Wuhun City, and he made a fortune from them all this time.

As for the team, he wasn't worried at all. The Martial Soul Team could even field a full Soul Master lineup with its substitutes. They even specially arranged a weak group when dividing the teams into groups, so it would be strange if they were eliminated in the early stages.

Just as he was preparing to rest for a while longer, the little fox came to find him and told him that the group elimination rounds had ended and that the Martial Soul Team and the Tianshui Team had emerged as the first and second place finishers.

Then, he will need to take charge of the first match of the top ten team competition, because the Martial Soul Team will be facing another seeded team, the Heaven Dou Royal Academy Team.

Chapter 206 A reckless act of bravery

"These gamblers are really rich. But it's a pity, they all got little money. Mine, all of this is mine..."

In the central Papal Palace of Wuhun City, Yan lay atop boxes of gold coins, calculating his recent earnings. Counting money until his hands cramped was nothing compared to this.

As the most prosperous city on the border of the two great empires, Wuhun City naturally has the conditions to attract money. In addition, Yan has promoted and organized this elite competition, which has attracted countless people to Wuhun City.

Wealthy merchants and nobles are all rich people, and with so many people gathered together to watch such a suspenseful event as the Elite Tournament, there will always be some derivative activities, such as betting on the sidelines.

Of course, in a place like Martial Soul City, only local forces can open betting operations. Although Yan is sworn enemies of gambling and drugs, people know how to compromise if they are offered enough. After all, even if he doesn't open betting operations, someone else will.

Therefore, in response to the recent matches, Yan set up a large betting pool, attracting countless funds to invest in it. Most of this money came from noble merchants, so he made his profits without any hesitation.

Yan controls the overall market, and he is also a participant in the competition, even a key seed player. Therefore, he basically controls and chooses his own matches.

Of course, because he used underhanded tactics in the early stages, his matches were all predictable and he didn't make much money. But his matches against Yu Xiaoxuan and Dai Wuji were real and genuine, so a lot of people placed bets, and the result was, of course, a winner-takes-all outcome.

In his match against Yu Xiaoxuan, the betting odds were set on how many moves Yan would need to defeat Yu Xiaoxuan. While there was an option for Yu Xiaoxuan to win, even with odds as high as 1 to 100, no one was willing to place a bet.

In this round, a certain holy son, enraged, defeated Yu Xiaoxuan with three punches. Almost no one chose this option, so the dealer won all the points.

In the final showdown a few days ago, the betting odds were on how long Yan and Dai Wuji would fight. Everyone thought he would finish quickly, but how could Yan let the gamblers win? In the end, although the house didn't win all, Yan, who placed the correct bet, won even more.

In just two matches, he earned several million gold soul coins. Although money is just a number to him, a large number is still a very pleasing thing. So these days, he has been in a good mood.

"Brother Xiaoyan".

Yan was in the Papal Palace calculating his profits and preparing for the next big investment when Hu Liena suddenly rushed to the door. Surprisingly, Xue'er, the older sister, came with her. I wonder when these two 'sisters' became so close?

"Nana, what's wrong?"

Yan stood up from a pile of golden light, looking radiant with wealth and glamour.

Hu Liena held a copy of the Mirror Image Soul Tool in her hand, and then said anxiously, "Brother Xiao Yan, our next match is against the Heavenly Dou Royal Team."

"I see. Is this their information? Let's take a look."

Yan glanced at the copy in Hu Liena's hand and knew what she meant. Then he nodded to the little fox, took one of them by the hand, and went into the room.

"These guys from the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy team have really improved their teamwork in team battles. This time they're in for some trouble."

Inside the room, Yan lay on the huge sofa, gazing up at the screen. On either side of him lay two human-shaped hand warmers, because when he was analyzing tactics, his hands always seemed a bit awkward.

"Brother Xiaoyan, this must be very troublesome."

Hu Liena's face was flushed, and her cherry lips were bright red, making her look very attractive. She secretly glanced at Qian Renxue, who was expressionless but had a rosy complexion, and then said, "My brother and the others have seen the mirror image many times and discussed it. This strategist is the key to them."

"Hmm, this guy's cultivation level isn't the highest, but he's really good at tactical planning."

Yan nodded, then analyzed: "Compared to the Spirit Hall team, the Heaven Dou Royal team is well-coordinated under his command and is very good at using the environment and manipulating people's hearts to carry out ambushes. He is a tactical expert, especially in this kind of team battle, he is very strong."

Although the Martial Soul Team has changed after my special training, it lacks a strong core and its teamwork is not strong. There are many problems. If they want to win, they will either have to use special combat techniques or use their real trump cards to overturn the table.

"Nana, did you check the odds before you came? What's the current odds regarding our match against the Heavenly Dou Royal Team?"

Hu Liena recalled for a moment and then said, "Brother Xiao Yan, I took a quick look before I came here. It seems that it's because Zhi Duoxing has been leading the Tian Dou team to win every round with an absolute advantage these days, so many people have a lot of confidence in them."

Although we have many supporters, the betting amounts on both sides are very close, so it's probably very difficult to make a big profit from this one round.

A playful smile appeared on Yan's lips. "That won't do. The betting system needs to be changed. It should be changed to a bet on how long it will take to determine the winner. I don't think anyone would bet on anything within twenty minutes."

On the other side of Yan, Qian Renxue, who had been blushing and pretending to be an ice goddess, took the initiative to speak after hearing his words: "You plan to take down the Tiandou team within twenty minutes, do you need me to take action?"

"Sister Xue'er, just lie there quietly. If you reveal too many cards in the early stages, the game won't be able to continue. You are my trump card for the last round."