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

Keep in mind, this is the semi-final of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament, where four teams advance to the semi-finals.

If we win, it's the final.

The Heavenly Dou Empire not only represents the face of the royal family, but is also one of the three top seeded teams.

Are we just going to surrender without a fight?

Yu Xiaoheng's original plan to absorb and replenish supplies instantly vanished.

Chapter 388 Giving up...?

For Yu Xiaoheng, this competition was not just about advancing, but also a final "feast" before the battle.

Now, the meal has been overturned.

It not only wasted his time, but also disrupted his rhythm of accumulating strength.

"and many more."

Yu Xiaoheng spoke, his voice low and deep.

Captain Tiandou, who was stepping off the stage, stopped and looked back at him, his grin widening.

"What? Does the nameless captain intend to forcibly detain them?"

"The competition rules state that the match ends immediately if one side concedes. Are you going to break the rules and attack us in front of everyone?"

This serious accusation effectively shut down any possibility of Yu Xiaoheng taking action.

Yu Xiaoheng stared at the other person's confident and fearless face.

He got it.

This is not fear.

This was intentional.

The Tian Dou royal family already hated him to the core; the previous prince died at his hands, and the royal family remembered this debt clearly.

Knowing they couldn't win and having colluded with the Haotian Sect, they simply gave up.

On the one hand, it was to annoy him, so that he would have no outlet for his strength and would be unable to adjust his state through combat.

On the other hand, it was to cooperate with the Haotian Sect in "creating momentum".

This will make the nameless team truly isolated.

Moreover, he deliberately went on stage to admit defeat, purely to test people's mentality.

Yu Xiaoheng also admitted that their approach was very effective; they first created hope, and then it was shattered...

It's definitely more disgusting than knowing from the beginning that Tian Dou wasn't planning to fight.

"Good tactic."

Yu Xiaoheng didn't say anything more, only uttering three words in a low voice.

Captain Tian Dou chuckled and jumped off the stage without looking back.

The referee stood awkwardly in the middle, glanced at the empty side, and could only make the announcement.

"The Heavenly Dou Royal Team concedes defeat!"

"The Nameless Team wins!"

There was no cheering.

In the stands, the spectators who should have been cheering for the winner were now booing.

Immediately afterwards, shrill discussions erupted from all directions.

"Tch, you won already? How boring."

"The Heavenly Dou Royal Academy is really unlucky to have run into such a plague."

"Exactly, who would want to fight with someone like that? He can't even protect his own allies, and he's caused such a terrible mess for Tianshui Academy."

"I think the Tiandou team is afraid of getting tainted by bad luck."

"What nameless team? I think it's a joke. Tang Hao scared them so much with just one sentence that no one dared to talk to them."

"It's a really dishonorable win. If I were him, I would have crawled into a hole and disappeared by the way he got to the finals."

The people speaking were scattered throughout the audience.

Their voices were loud, and their tone was clearly manipulative; they were obviously bribed "shills."

But in this one-sided atmosphere, the uninformed audience also began to be influenced by the emotions, pointing and commenting on Yu Xiaoheng on the stage.

"With such cruel methods, how dare he call himself a Soul Master? He's nothing but a murderous maniac!"

This statement is like a spark falling into a haystack.

Immediately following from another direction, a gruff voice came from behind.

"That's right! Why did the Heavenly Dou Royal Team concede defeat just now? It was because they were afraid of being killed by this madman! They are nobles, they also have parents to raise them, who would want to fight to the death with such an inhuman freak?"

"Look at him, everyone! He doesn't even dare to speak now!"

Among the crowd, a few people dressed in ordinary clothes, but with exceptionally sharp eyes, moved through the crowd, occasionally shouting a few words of encouragement.

The positioning of these people was very deliberate, scattered across the four stands in the east, west, south, and north, clearly indicating that they had been trained.

Tang San, sitting in the front row of the audience, lowered the brim of his hat and slightly twitched the corner of his mouth.

Public opinion can sometimes be more effective than a knife.

Especially when the opponent is someone who already has a moral "stain".

"I think this Nameless guy is just a bully who picks on the weak and fears the strong! He was so ruthless when he fought those weak teams before, burning people and crippling them. Now look what's happened, Tian Dou won't fight him, and he's about to face Lord Tang Hao of the Haotian Sect. Is he scared out of his wits?"

"That's right! Lord Tang Hao is the youngest Soul Saint. He could smash him into mincemeat with a single hammer blow! He's not saying anything right now, probably thinking about how to kneel down and beg for mercy, right?"

"Hahahaha! What nameless one? I think he's a coward!"

The insults, jeers, and boos merged into a massive wave of sound that swirled above the open-air fighting arena.

This is the power of the Haotian Sect.

As the number one sect in the world, they don't need to personally intervene. With just a slight signal, the smaller sects that rely on them and the idle soul masters who want to curry favor with them will pounce on them like mad dogs.

Representatives from various factions sat in the VIP section, each with a different expression.

The envoy from the Star Luo Empire crossed his arms, a look of anticipation on his face.

The sect leaders of the four lower sects whispered among themselves, pointing at the figure below the stage, their eyes full of schadenfreude.

The so-called identity of "divine messenger" doesn't seem to be so useful in the face of absolute power.

We can't expect the gods to send down divine punishment and kill all these tens of thousands of spectators and soul masters, can we?

The principle that "the law does not punish the masses" applies everywhere.

The atmosphere in the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan's area was rather somber.

Several elders frowned, staring at the silent figure in the center of the room.

They had some concerns.

"Why isn't he saying a word?" an elder muttered. "He could at least say something harsh, this is so frustrating."

Yu Xiaogang, who was in the lead, didn't respond; he just stared at the figure's back.

He sensed an unsettling atmosphere.

For some reason, Yu Xiaogang thought that if it were Yu Xiaoheng, he would definitely ignore the humiliation at this time, and Wuming did the same.

It made him very uneasy.

"It's okay, it's okay, it just looks like it."

Yu Xiaogang was sweating profusely.

My elder brother is dead.

I will inherit his mantle; Nameless and Blue Lightning have absolutely nothing to do with each other...

The rest area below the ring.

The seven members of the Nameless Team huddled in a corner.

puff.

Three muffled thuds.

The three Soul Masters who came from the City of Slaughter were ruthless characters with blood on their hands, but at this moment they all knelt down in front of Yu Xiaoheng.

Their foreheads were pressed firmly against the ground, their bodies trembling, and sweat soaked through their clothes.

"Captain...sir...please, forfeit."

One of the Soul Masters was trembling, his voice trembling with fear that came from the very marrow of his bones.

"That's the Clear Sky Hammer... That's a Clear Sky Hammer at the Soul Saint level... We can't beat it, we really can't beat it."

"In previous matches, we dared to fight, because even if we fought desperately, there was still a chance to survive. But against Tang Hao, it's suicide! It's truly suicide!"

"My lord, it wasn't easy for us to survive in the City of Slaughter, we really don't want to die out there..."

These people were terrified.

The scene of Tang Hao's brutal slaughter of the Four Elements Team had left a deep psychological scar on them.

Chapter 389: Let's just survive for another ten years or so?

Absolute power cannot be overcome by skill or ruthlessness.

Beside them, Shui Yun'er and Shui Lingxi supported each other.

Their faces were as pale as paper, not only because of their injuries, but also because of the despair in their hearts.

Tianshui College is finished.

In that battle just now, their people, their sisters, were either killed or injured.