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

"Big brother, you smell nice now."

Her voice was soft and sweet.

Yu Xiaoheng reached out and gently ruffled the soft, golden hair.

It feels good.

Get some rest.

There wasn't much tenderness between them.

Yu Xiaoheng stood up, turned around, and pushed open the door to leave.

The corridor outside the door was deep and quiet.

At this moment, although his soul power had not broken through in level, its purity made him feel better than ever before.

But the gentleness on Yu Xiaoheng's face vanished the moment he closed the door.

Instead, there was calmness and anxiety.

Level 58.

It's still level 58.

Even after being enlightened by Qian Yuhan, the gap in hard power still exists.

Tang Hao.

The youngest Soul Saint, with the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul, represents the pinnacle of offensive power in the Douluo Continent.

Moreover, he has the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School behind him.

Qibao's support abilities can boost Tang Hao's attributes across the board.

With the information about the immortal herbs brought by the transmigrator Tang San, no one knows exactly how much Tang Hao's physique and soul power have been strengthened.

There are also soul bones.

As the twin stars of the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Hao definitely possesses high-quality soul bones, but Yu Xiaoheng knows nothing about his specific skills and attributes.

The unknown is the most terrifying thing.

"If I could reach level 60..."

Yu Xiaoheng glanced at his palm.

Staying in Wuhun City is still safe; once you leave the city, you will surely die.

The major powers had long since wanted to eliminate this "nameless" individual, and there was no way they would give him a peaceful time to cultivate.

The only way to get stronger is through competition.

Devour your opponent.

Only by devouring your opponent as "nutrients" in the ring can you reach level 59, or even level 60, before the finals.

Although this absorption is not a 100% conversion and involves significant losses, it is the only way.

“Nameless gentleman, the Grand Master requests your presence.”

A paladin clad in golden armor blocked their path.

……

The Papal Palace, side hall.

Qian Daoliu stood with his back to the door, hands behind his back, looking at an angel statue on the wall.

"Wuming will most likely face Haotian Team in the finals."

The old man's voice was flat, revealing no emotion.

"I suggest you just abstain."

Yu Xiaoheng paused, raising his eyebrows slightly.

"reason."

A thousand streams flowed past.

You can't win.

"Tang Hao's strength was already above yours, and he also has the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's assistance. Do you know what this means? A comprehensive increase in strength, speed, and soul power."

"Moreover, according to our spies, they intend to kill you."

"On the arena, life and death are irrelevant."

"Where there's life, there's hope. You have exceptional talent, why rush things?"

Qian Daoliu's words were indeed born out of a desire to recognize talent.

After all, he didn't want someone who was valued by his ancestor Qian Yuhan to fall on the stage like this.

Yu Xiaoheng smiled.

"Does the High Priest think I'm afraid?"

"Since I dare to stand on this stage, I'm aiming for number one."

"Tang Hao wants to kill me, and I want to kill him too."

Qian Daoliu frowned slightly: "Youthful vigor is a good thing, but blind self-confidence is foolish."

Qian Daoliu looked at the young man in front of him.

"You think that as long as the Spirit Hall exists, we can guarantee your survival?"

"wrong."

"Tang Wei has arrived."

Qian Daoliu walked to the window.

"Not only Tang Wei, but also Ning Zhenyuan, and those sect leaders who want you dead, will all be present on the day of the finals."

"If Tang Hao tries to kill you on the stage, I will make a move and Tang Wei will stop him; if Xun Ji makes a move, the strongmen under Ning Zhenyuan's command will block him."

"This is a game within the rules."

"When masters clash, it's all about a split second. That one moment when you're held back is enough for Tang Hao to smash you into mincemeat."

"Once you step onto the arena, your life and death are no longer in your own hands, nor in the hands of the Spirit Hall."

Yu Xiaoheng lowered his eyelids.

He was certainly aware of the dangers involved.

Tang Hao.

The world only knows that the Haotian Sect produced the youngest Soul Saint, who is renowned throughout the world.

Who remembers that the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex clan also had a twin star?

Who still remembers that Yu Xiaoheng was originally the number one?

That was his glory, because Yu Xiaoheng was forced to his death, and that's how he got it...

Tang Hao is the number one person in the world.

Now, the opportunity is right in front of us.

Moreover, that rainbow dragon soul bone is a priceless treasure for someone with a dragon-type martial soul and the ability to control elements.

He couldn't accept giving up.

"Great Master, no need for further words."

"I'm determined to step onto this stage."

"If Tang Hao wants to kill me, then let him do it."

I, Yu Xiaoheng, don't necessarily need to prove how strong I am, but what belongs to me, I will take back.

……

Two days later.

The qualifying rounds of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament.

Inside the rest area.

Yu Xiaoheng sat alone in a corner, his eyes slightly closed, adjusting the fluctuations of his soul power.

Today is the quarterfinals.

If we win this match, we can advance to the semifinals and then face Tang Hao in the finals or the finals.

"The nameless captain."

A cardinal from the Spirit Hall strode over, his expression somewhat strange.

Yu Xiaoheng opened his eyes.

"Is it time?"

The cardinal shook his head and handed over a notice.

"There's no need to compete."

"Your opponent, the Haotian Sect's affiliated four clans team, has just submitted a statement of withdrawal to the competition organizing committee."

Yu Xiaoheng's pupils contracted slightly.

"Abstain?"

He grabbed the notice.

The words on the paper were written clearly in black and white.

The combined team of the Power Clan, the Defense Clan, and the Agility Clan voluntarily withdrew from the competition due to "tactical adjustments" and "team member injuries," allowing the Nameless Team to directly advance to the semi-finals.

Even the warlike Titan didn't show his face.

Yu Xiaoheng's fingers slowly tightened, wrinkling the notice.

Good tactic.