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

He patted Qian Xunji's shoulder lightly.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, their jaws nearly dropping to the floor.

Pat the Pope of the Spirit Hall on the shoulder?

Yu Xiaoheng withdrew his hand and looked at Qian Xunji.

Yu Xiaoheng said:

"Celebrate!"

Chihiro stared blankly at the hand resting on her shoulder.

My mind went completely blank.

The other important figures were all dumbfounded.

Tang Wei held the seriously injured and unconscious Tang Hao tightly, his brows furrowed in a deep knot.

Ning Zhenyuan's hands trembled violently.

In the direction of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family, countless elders stared in astonishment.

Bibi Dong stood there, completely bewildered.

The two sisters, Shui Yun'er and Shui Lingxi, looked at each other, completely baffled as to what was wrong with Yu Xiaoheng.

No one knew what Yu Xiaoheng was talking about.

There was one exception.

In the corner, Yu Xiaogang stared wide-eyed.

He stared at the tall figure in the stands, whose back was to everyone.

Others may not understand Yu Xiaoheng, but he knows him all too well.

That was his older brother.

Yu Xiaogang knows Yu Xiaoheng too well.

He knew what kind of madness and arrogance his older brother harbored deep down.

In order to become stronger, Yu Xiaoheng is capable of anything, and he also has an almost pathological level of self-control.

But that doesn't mean my brother likes to hide things or pretend to be weak while actually being strong.

Before he awakened his martial spirit, Yu Xiaogang knew about it during a clan knowledge test. Yu Xiaoheng never hesitated to show off his abilities.

Simply put, he likes to show off.

Yu Xiaogang collapsed weakly onto the floor.

He knew what Yu Xiaoheng was looking for.

VIP stands.

Qian Xunji was still in a daze.

He, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, had never been treated with such a pat on the shoulder before.

Not to mention that the other party also uttered that inexplicable sentence.

Yu Xiaoheng saw that Qianxunji did not answer.

He lowered his head slightly.

He moved closer to Qian Xunji's face.

The aura of the purple-gold dragon on Yu Xiaoheng's body suddenly pressed forward.

The lingering heat of the Heavenly Punishment Purple Flame, mixed with golden-blue lightning arcs, exploded with a subtle sound right in front of Qian Xunji.

Yu Xiaoheng stared into Qian Xunji's eyes.

"I'll let you celebrate."

That one glance made Qian Xunji's heart clench.

There was no awe or reverence for a Title Douluo in those eyes.

It was nothing but pure violence and a desire for control.

Chihiro swallowed hard.

He was actually scared.

An instinctive fear crept up from the very marrow of my bones.

Under Yu Xiaoheng's gaze, Qian Xunji finally came to his senses.

He realized what was happening.

This final is different from the other smaller matches.

The rules of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament have always been the same.

After the finals, he, as the Pope of the Spirit Hall, needs to personally announce the winner and present the award in front of all the forces on the continent.

Chihiro's lips trembled slightly.

He looked at Yu Xiaoheng's expressionless face and forced out a few words.

But the problem is, are you crazy?

In this situation, do you still need to care about this? You've already defeated Tang Hao, everyone knows you're the winner, is it really necessary to give him an award? You're just wasting your precious escape time.

From today onwards, everyone in the world will know that you, Yu Xiaoheng, are the champion, and that you, Yu Xiaoheng, are invincible in this world.

Why go through all that trouble and risk your life?

As for the massive amount of gold coins, cultivation resources, and three soul bones that are the final rewards, those are definitely not what Yu Xiaoheng is after.

As long as he escapes, Lan Dian is willing to do everything in his power to find him a better soul bone, and he has no shortage of other cultivation resources and money.

This guy is insane! He's completely insane.

But looking at Yu Xiaoheng's violent eyes...

Chihiro finally chickened out.

"Congratulations..."

After saying those two words, Qian Xunji took a deep breath.

He used the last bit of soul power he had left to spread his voice throughout the entire Soul Arena, which had been reduced to ruins.

Qianxun said quickly:

"The overall champion of this Continental Elite Soul Master Academy Tournament is..."

"The Nameless Team!"

The sound echoed between the stands and the ruins.

The whole audience was silent.

Everyone was stunned.

They finally understood why Yu Xiaoheng had taken such a huge risk and refused to leave.

This guy didn't take advantage of the chaos to escape.

He didn't go and finish off the other geniuses.

He walked step by step up to the stands and went directly to the Pope of the Spirit Hall.

Was it all to force the Pope to announce that he had won the championship?

For a hollow title, for a sense of ceremony, they dared to joke with their own lives!

Ke Yu Xiaoheng's actions did not stop.

After Qian Xunji announced the champion, Yu Xiaoheng remained standing in the same spot.

He was not satisfied.

What kind of celebration is it if all you do is make an announcement?

Yu Xiaoheng's bare upper body once again unleashed an overwhelming aura.

The phantom of a purple-gold dragon faintly appeared behind him, and golden threads swirled wildly beneath his skin.

The raging soul power transformed into a tangible gale, sweeping across the entire stands.

At this moment, the suppressive force brought by Di Tian and Qian Yuhan had already dissipated. The Soul Masters were just unable to mobilize their Soul Power, but they had already regained their ability to move.

Around the stands, the members of the Spirit Hall choir who had been prepared were all terrified by Yu Xiaoheng's imposing aura.

Seeing that the Pope had already compromised and announced the result.

The choir members dared not hesitate any longer.

One member led the applause.

Chapter 429 I asked you to celebrate, are you deaf?

Then came the second, and the third.

The entire choir cheered along.

The hymns and cheers, which had been rehearsed beforehand, rang out over the shattered ruins.

"Glory to the earth."

"Praise the blade of the hero."

"The sacred light shines upon this supreme throne, and the laurel wreath rests upon the head of the undefeated."

At first, only a timid voice rang out at the edge of the ruins.

Then came the second, and the third.

The members of the Spirit Hall choir mustered their courage and began to sing.

Hundreds of people sang in unison.