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

I just want to become stronger.

but……

I've always been crazy.

Before the age of six, he ingested medicinal herbs, absorbed divine punishment in the far north, and mobilized a 100,000-year-old soul beast to kill those with titles.

I couldn't resist!

I really can't hold back!!

They've already taken action.

The opportunity has already been presented.

How can you expect me to choose...?

I won't kill you!!!

"Tick."

"Tick."

The earth elemental ivory that had pierced through Huyan City's body transformed into countless yellowish-brown specks of light after fulfilling its mission, slowly dissipating into the air.

Losing his support, the body of the Elephant Armor Sect's deputy sect leader crashed heavily to the ground.

Several disciples of the Elephant Armor Sect then seemed to wake from a dream and rushed over like madmen.

Someone checked his breathing.

Someone is taking a pulse.

But all that could be touched was the gradually fading body temperature and the terrifying emptiness in his chest.

Hopeless.

Even if a titled Douluo were to come, he couldn't save someone with a broken heart.

"Dead...dead..."

The Elephant Armor Sect disciple slumped to the ground, his face deathly pale. He stared at the scarred young man in black before him, his teeth chattering uncontrollably.

This is a Soul Emperor!

Not some random cat or dog on the street!

Just like that, he was pinned down at the registration point in Wuhun City by two moves?

There was an uproar.

Those Soul Master teams who had originally wanted to watch the spectacle now looked at "Nameless" with a different gaze.

This person is crazy.

Moreover, he's an absurdly powerful madman.

"How dare he..."

Someone murmured softly.

The crowd seemed to be frozen in place.

Bibi Dong stood in the shadows of the group, staring at "Nameless".

In her memory, this man... was cold-blooded and very calm.

In the previous battle, when Shui Yun'er and Shui Lingxi were suppressed, he didn't even lift an eyelid.

But just a moment ago.

The brutality of nailing a six-ring Soul Emperor to the ground like a nail to an insect.

Unlike the nameless.

"So... you can lose control too?"

Bibi Dong thought to herself.

Shui Yun'er and Shui Lingxi, standing beside her, were trembling slightly as they looked at that figure from behind.

It's not fear.

They remember it very clearly.

Back in the far north, Yu Xiaoheng initially decided to abandon them.

Many people at Tianshui College knew about this, and the Shui sisters were later forced to find out as well.

But in the end.

Everything changed when Yu Xiaoheng appeared.

He did not back down an inch.

Even if they are facing an invincible Soul Emperor, even if they are facing hordes of evil Soul Masters.

He, too, unleashed an astonishing ferocity, just as he has now.

only……

In an instant, my heart surged with emotion, as if an old friend had returned.

In an instant, my heart turned to ashes, and the past could not be retrieved.

The temporary teammates from the Killing City exchanged glances.

"Holy crap..."

"The boss is ruthless indeed."

Everyone had different thoughts, but Yu Xiaoheng, who was at the center of the storm, slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

The white mist dissipated into the air.

He looked down at his palm.

He admitted that he had acted impulsively.

According to the original plan, he should not have revealed such destructive power so early, and he should not have executed Huyancheng in full view of everyone.

This is insane.

That's very irrational.

Strangely, although the anger in his heart still rose like a raging fire, and even intensified upon seeing the blood of his enemy, he did not feel any heat in his body.

That's because of the lack of ice patterns.

The essence of the Golden Sacred Dragon flowed within his body, but due to the lack of that corner of frost power, the originally suppressed cold energy surged even more violently deep within his meridians.

My heart is burning with anger.

The blood in his body was frozen.

To outsiders, he still appears as calm and composed as ever.

But inside, emotions were still churning.

Yu Xiaoheng narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze sweeping over the corpse on the ground.

One name can be crossed off the revenge list.

But this seemingly insignificant stroke of the penetrating stroke allowed a sliver of the pent-up frustration in my chest to dissipate.

However, the sheer volume of the flames was so great that after Yu Xiaoheng's heart had a little empty space, it was filled by even more intense flames!

"A life for a life!"

Don't let him leave!

"Stop him!"

A noisy roar finally erupted from the Elephant Armor Sect's ranks.

Dozens of burly men, their eyes bloodshot, surrounded him as if they wanted to devour him. The soul rings on their bodies shone brightly, and the fluctuations of their soul power caused the surrounding air to vibrate.

But the ground beneath their feet seemed to have taken root.

They shouted loudly, but no one dared to actually cross the line where Huyancheng's corpse was located.

Nobody's a fool.

The Soul Emperor has been nailed to death, are they just going to rush up and die?

Yu Xiaoheng didn't even glance at them, and went straight to the registration desk.

With each step he took, the crowd in front of him would suddenly back up a large distance.

"Sign up."

Yu Xiaoheng's voice was very calm.

The Spirit Hall steward sitting behind the desk had an expression on his face that was more like crying.

The pen in my hand hovered in mid-air, unable to fall.

Should we register this jinx?

That would mean completely offending the Elephant Armor Sect, and possibly even the forces behind it.

But if we don't report it...

The steward glanced at Huyancheng, who was still warm, and then at the young man in front of him with a scar on his face and a calm expression.

He felt a chill on his neck.

This is a battle of gods, and he's just a nobody suffering the consequences!

"What? Is there a problem?"

Yu Xiaoheng frowned slightly.

Just then.

Suddenly, a series of synchronized footsteps came from the outer edge of the crowd, followed by a powerful aura that forcefully pushed aside the onlookers, the Soul Masters.

"What a magnificent display!"