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

A young nobleman from Tiandou stared wide-eyed and immediately uttered a curse.

Holy crap!

"Yu Xiaoheng is winning so badly!"

"He did more than just win the game!"

"He not only wants to win, but he also wants to be able to leave after winning!"

What he didn't say was...

In front of all the major sects, Yu Xiaoheng killed or crippled some of their people. After showing off, the sect leaders of the major forces couldn't even stop him!

This is so exciting!

That's incredibly arrogant!

Everyone realized that Yu Xiaoheng had overturned the chessboard and was about to swagger away.

Inside the rest area of ​​the Nameless Team.

Shuiyun'er's tears flowed uncontrollably.

"He won...he really won."

Shui Lingxi stepped forward and hugged her sister tightly.

"I saw it, we all saw it."

"He not only won, he also trampled those high and mighty sects under his feet."

Bibi Dong stood not far behind the two sisters.

Is this... Brother Xiao Heng?

She previously thought that Wuming and Yu Xiaoheng were nothing alike.

In Bibi Dong's mind, Yu Xiaoheng's image was bright and noble, unlike Wuming who was cruel, bloodthirsty, cold-blooded, and ruthless.

Back when Yu Xiaoheng awakened his martial soul, everyone despised and looked down on him. Even Bibi Dong didn't believe that Yu Xiaoheng could awaken an unprecedented martial soul and innate full soul power!

He is the one who can create miracles; Wuming is Yu Xiaoheng.

The three Soul Masters from the City of Slaughter stood in a corner, not daring to even breathe loudly.

However, they actually felt a sense of pride. For these evil soul masters, perhaps the only story they could boast about in their lives was that they had once teamed up with Yu Xiaoheng.

They even began to fantasize that when they were old and frail, perhaps Yu Xiaoheng would have already ascended to godhood. Then they could proudly declare, "I once teamed up with a god."

Inside the spectator area of ​​the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan.

The disciples of the sect completely abandoned their usual reserve and jumped up excitedly.

"it is good!"

"The Nameless Team has won the championship!"

"What is Tang Hao anyway? So what if he ate the immortal herb? He still got beaten up like a dead dog!"

"Long live the young master!"

Several elders cheered loudly, their faces beaming.

Amidst the deafening cheers around him, Yu Xiaogang sat alone in a chair.

He was completely stunned.

He stared blankly at the ruins of the arena, at the flickering purple flames, and at the dragon tattoo on Yu Xiaoheng's back.

Yu Xiaogang felt a chill run down his spine.

His brain has completely lost the ability to think.

Suddenly, Yu Xiaogang's shoulder twitched violently.

"Ah……"

He opened his mouth and uttered short syllables.

Then, the sound grew louder and louder.

"Hahaha……"

"Hahahahaha!"

Yu Xiaogang burst into laughter.

His laughter sounded quite harmonious in the surroundings.

The people at Blue Electric were all laughing.

He didn't even know what he was laughing at.

The once arrogant Haotian Sect finally tasted the bitterness of defeat.

Or was it the power emanating from that lofty figure that made him feel so suffocated?

Chapter 427 What exactly is he trying to do!

The Blue Lightning Clan member next to him turned around and patted Yu Xiaogang's shoulder forcefully.

"Xiaogang, you're too happy!"

Another member of the tribe echoed this sentiment.

"How could Young Master Gang not be happy!"

"Young Master Heng has won! What a piece of trash Tang Hao, he's not even worth a hair of Young Master Heng's!"

"Let the people of the Clear Sky Sect cry!"

In the eyes of these people, Yu Xiaogang, like everyone else, was celebrating this great victory.

After all, Yu Xiaoheng is the young master of their Blue Lightning Sect, and they naturally regard this as their honor.

Yu Xiaogang didn't explain; he just kept laughing, laughing until tears were almost streaming down his face.

In stark contrast to the revelry on the Blue Electric side was the VIP stands on the other side.

Tang Wei knelt on the ground, his hands covered in blood.

Tang Hao lay in his arms.

This genius, hailed as the youngest Soul Saint on the continent, now had his ribs shattered, his wrists broken, and he had lost consciousness.

Tang Wei's facial muscles twitched violently as he raised his head and stared intently at the stone pillar in the distance.

Extreme pain and humiliation churned in his eyes.

"Master Tang".

A hoarse, dry voice came from the side.

Ning Zhenyuan, leaning on his crutches, took a difficult step.

"Our sect's Soul Emperor... is dead."

Ning Zhenyuan's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth as he squeezed out these words.

Tang Wei did not answer.

Around them, the sect leaders of the four lower sects, the representatives of the Heaven Dou Empire, and the envoys of the Star Luo Empire were all seated in chairs.

Everyone's face looked extremely grim.

A feeling of despair permeated the air.

Several years ago, the same group of people sat down together and plotted to kill a young man.

That young man was Yu Xiaoheng.

They were wary of Yu Xiaoheng's talent and feared that he would disrupt the balance of the continent once he grew up.

So they joined forces, pressing him relentlessly until they drove Yu Xiaoheng to the brink of despair, forcing him to his death.

They all breathed a sigh of relief after Yu Xiaoheng disappeared.

They believed that there were no more monsters on the continent that could threaten their position.

But today.

just now.

A brand new nightmare was forcibly shoved into their minds once again.

The envoy from the Star Luo Empire slammed his fist on the armrest of the chair, sending wood chips flying.

"Where on earth did this monster come from?!"

"We finally managed to force Yu Xiaoheng to his death, how can he be resurrected now?!"

The sect leader of the Wind Sword Sect struggled to his feet.

"We can't let him leave..."

"If we let him leave here alive today, none of us will ever get a good night's sleep again."

"He must be killed!"

however……

however……

Everyone knows one thing.

They couldn't move at all.

The important figures in the stands gritted their teeth and frantically channeled their soul power, trying to break through that invisible constraint.

However, the suppressive force brought by Di Tian and Qian Yuhan was something that no ordinary person could break free from.

No matter how much the Wind Sword Sect Master struggled, no matter how furious the Star Luo Empire's envoys were.

Their bodies remained slumped in their seats.

They could only watch helplessly as they looked down.