Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, Allows Me to Defy Fate

"Level 8.5! Level 8.5!"

"Is this...is this going to reach level nine?!"

"Can it really reach level nine?!"

The last sentence was almost a plea-like murmur in a dream.

"boom!"

Yu Yuanzhen suddenly stood up from his seat, and the stone chair beneath him shattered with a crash!

His face, which had been pale from vomiting blood, was now flushed with blood. His dragon eyes were wide open, and his soul power surged uncontrollably throughout his body.

At this moment, countless members of the Blue Lightning Tyrant - Dragon King Clan held their breath.

The entire training ground was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

"Level nine?"

Even Qian Xunji, whose face remained unchanged for millennia, finally showed a hint of emotion.

"That's not low at all."

His mind raced with thoughts.

Tang Xiao of the Haotian Sect, when he awakened, was only at level nine. Looking across the entire continent, among the younger generation, besides Dong'er, only Tang Hao has reached level ten.

Moreover, this child's martial soul... is completely opposite to that of his twin brother; it is a pure positive mutation, an evolution!

This child's future is limitless!

However, just as everyone's hearts were in their throats, just as the light was about to touch the ninth mark—

Chapter 19 Blue Lightning Kirin Child, Yu Xiaogang Completely Breaks Down in Defense

hum.

The light on the crystal ball flickered without warning.

Then, the white light that had struggled to climb to the top began to slowly... dim.

The hearts of everyone in the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan sank.

Is it...

Is it still not working?

Just as the light was about to go out completely, just as everyone's hearts sank to the bottom.

At the edge of the crowd, a petite figure suddenly burst through, creating a path.

It's Liu Erlong!

At this moment, all the members of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan were so captivated by the strange martial spirit and soul power on the stage that they momentarily neglected to stop her.

She rushed up to the platform.

In desperation, she released her martial spirit in order to break through the crowd.

A faint, almost imperceptible aura of a fire dragon dissipated as she approached.

It's this very trace of energy!

It was like a drop of boiling oil falling into a raging fire!

Om-!

The golden holy dragon larva behind Yu Xiaoheng, which had been somewhat illusory, suddenly solidified!

The golden light on the newly grown dragon horns intensified, and even the forepaws, which still bore the outline of pig hooves, faded, revealing the ruggedness of dragon claws!

at the same time!

Inside the crystal ball, the light that had been dimmed suddenly shone brightly again!

This time, there was no hesitation whatsoever; like a long-accumulated mountain torrent, it erupted with a roar!

The white light broke through the shackles of level eight and a half with overwhelming force and crashed hard into the level nine mark!

"boom!"

The entire audience fell completely silent.

"Level 9... Level 9!"

The elder in charge of the ceremony was so trembling that he almost knelt down in front of the crystal ball.

After the light broke through the ninth level, its momentum slowed down significantly, but it still continued to climb upwards at a visible speed, bit by bit, stubbornly.

While reaching level 10 is unlikely, it's at least possible to reach level 9.5 of soul power!

Dead silence.

Then came a roaring, surging frenzy!

"Level 9.5! It's level 9.5!"

"May God protect our sect! May God protect our sect!"

One second ago, it was a hell of sects collapsing and geniuses withering away.

The next second will be the moment when a genius rises to power and turns the tide!

The dramatic turn of events caused countless members of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan to lose their composure on the spot.

Many elderly members of the clan were overcome with emotion, weeping uncontrollably.

Amidst the deafening roar of cheers, countless gazes once again focused on Yu Xiaoheng.

This time, however, there was no trace of hatred in his eyes, only fervor and reverence.

"Level nine and a half! I'm not seeing things, am I? It's level nine and a half of innate soul power!"

"Our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has produced an unparalleled genius!"

"I knew it! How could the sect leader's eldest son be a good-for-nothing!"

The tribesmen, who had been filled with disdain, suddenly became so excited that their faces turned red, and they raised their arms and shouted.

Even some of those who had previously mocked Yu Xiaoheng were now slapping themselves in the face.

Beside the VIP seats, the elders who had fainted from anger earlier were now being helped by their disciples and staggered to Yu Yuanzhen's side.

"Sect Master! Your wisdom is truly divine! You are indeed a master strategist!"

An elder was overcome with tears, and his voice trembled.

"Yes! Fortunately, you arranged for Xiao Heng to awaken after Xiao Gang! This move directly transformed our sect's great shame into immense glory!"

Another elder excitedly chimed in, "If Xiao Heng awakens first, and Xiao Gang comes out later... then our sect will truly lose face!"

“That’s right! Xiao Heng’s martial soul, although it looks a bit… peculiar, is clearly the prototype of the Golden Sacred Dragon recorded in the clan’s ancient books! It is definitely evolving in the direction of the Golden Sacred Dragon!”

Yu Yuanzhen seemed not to hear the compliments and praise around him.

He stared intently at the young dragon behind Yu Xiaoheng on the martial arts stage, a creature that was both endearing and exuded an aura of endless holiness.

After a long silence, his chest heaved violently, and he let out an uncontrollable roar.

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

Three consecutive "Good!"s resounded throughout the venue!

At that moment, he was so excited that his whole body trembled!

It wasn't just because the sect's reputation was preserved, but also because of a level nine and a half innate soul power! This was no longer a matter of preserving face; it was an immense honor!

Looking across the continent, such talent surpasses Tang Xiao of the Haotian Sect in the current generation, second only to the exceptionally talented Tang Hao!

more importantly……

His Xiao Heng, his son, can finally stand tall and no longer suffer the hostility and disdain of the sect members!

As a father, he was instantly filled with joy and pride.

However, Yu Yuanzhen's joy did not last long.

His gaze, inadvertently, fell on the other side of the training ground.

Yu Xiaogang.

He stood there blankly, staring at the dazzling light on the crystal ball, and then at the martial spirit behind Yu Xiaoheng, which, though seemingly immature, exuded an aura of light and holiness.

He was completely stunned.

Yu Yuanzhen felt a sudden sinking feeling and a sharp pain in his heart.

The overwhelming joy just now was like a bucket of cold water being poured over my head, instantly cooling down by more than half.

His lips moved, and he let out a complex sigh, calling out softly:

"Xiao Gang..."

But he ultimately couldn't move.

He was the sect leader, and in front of all the heroes of the world, he couldn't even step down from the high platform to comfort his other son, who was suffering a great blow.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang's distraught appearance, Yu Yuanzhen felt as if his heart was bleeding.

On the martial arts stage, the roar of the crowd was deafening.

Yu Yuanzhen's complex "Xiao Gang..." was instantly drowned out by the fervent cheers.

In the arena, who would care about a loser?

All eyes were fixed on Yu Xiaoheng, as if they were making a pilgrimage to a rising deity.

Yu Xiaogang, once hailed as a prodigy, is now like an abandoned child, completely forgotten in a corner.

A crisp sound pierced the noise and also punctured Yu Xiaogang's eardrums.

"As expected, Brother Xiao Heng is the best!"