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

The hymns, rehearsed countless times beforehand, burst forth at this moment.

A magnificent hymn echoed over the ruins of the Great Soul Arena.

This place was originally the highest stage for the elite competition of advanced soul master academies across the entire continent.

The arena has long since collapsed, with rubble everywhere and devastation in sight.

But the solemn singing voice forcefully suppressed the howling wind all around.

Sunlight streamed down through the shattered hole in the dome of the Great Soul Arena, landing directly on Yu Xiaoheng.

Yu Xiaoheng stood shirtless, with his back to tens of thousands of spectators, facing Qian Xunji, the Pope of the Spirit Hall.

His back was ramrod straight.

Golden threads darted wildly beneath his bronze skin, while the phantom of a purple-gold dragon coiled menacingly behind him.

Golden-blue lightning arcs intertwined with the purple flames of divine retribution.

The light patterns generated after the martial soul evolved unconsciously spread out the divine and purifying radiance.

The sacred radiance merged with the purple flames of divine retribution.

Sunshine, hymns, thunder, flames.

Tens of thousands of people in the stands were all watching him.

Apart from the choir's singing, the tens of thousands of people in the audience didn't even dare to breathe.

Everyone stared at Yu Xiaoheng, their eyes filled with shock.

Shui Yun'er's mouth was slightly open.

Shui Lingxi clutched her sister's sleeve, staring blankly at the figure bathed in sunlight and hymns.

Bibi Dong stood at the edge of the ruins, her brows furrowed, staring at Yu Xiaoheng.

That's too arrogant.

This posture is almost like a high and mighty god looking down on all living beings.

He alone overshadowed all the geniuses of his generation.

Now, he has trampled the most powerful forces on the entire continent underfoot, forcing the Pope of the Spirit Hall to crown him.

No one in the Douluo Continent has ever dared to do this before.

Yu Xiaoheng did it.

He didn't care about the murderous intent from the outside world, nor about the predatory gazes of those powerful figures.

Yu Xiaoheng stood still and closed his eyes.

The singing surrounded him.

He accepted the glory with equanimity.

That's how it should be, everything should be like this. The original Yu Xiaoheng would have chosen to back down, but now, he is not prepared to back down.

He's determined to win what he deserves on the field!

a long time.

The hymn of praise has ended.

The last note faded away in the wind.

Yu Xiaoheng opened his eyes.

He looked at Qian Xunji, whose face was ashen.

"award."

Qian Xunji was stunned for a moment.

He looked at the young man in front of him, whose body was still wreathed in heavenly purple flames and golden-blue lightning.

A murderous intent surged within Qian Xunji's chest.

The prestige of the Spirit Hall was trampled upon today, and given Qian Yuhan's orders, he wished he could slap Yu Xiaoheng to death right now.

All the major powers are wary of Wuming's talent, and so is the Spirit Hall.

The destructive power this person displayed in the ring has exceeded the expectations of the younger generation.

Not to mention the divine will and Chihiro's own disgust.

However, Chihiro did not immediately take effect.

He glanced around.

People from all the major sects were watching from the stands.

The Clear Sky Sect, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the Heaven Dou Empire, the Spirit Hall's own team, the Four Elements Academy, and the Four Great Clans.

All the world's most influential and powerful forces are here.

The Spirit Hall is the organizer of this competition.

A champion has been crowned, and even if this champion is a madman who has provoked the Spirit Hall, the reward must still be given.

Qian Xunji had a very clear plan in mind.

Give.

Why won't you give it to me?

The soul bone is something that will fall out again once a person dies.

Yu Xiaoheng's talent today was terrifying.

Such a person would never be allowed to leave Wuhun City alive by any of the major powers.

Since he is destined to die, what difference does it make to keep his soul bones on his body for a while?

Distributing the rewards in public would actually demonstrate the Spirit Hall's absolute magnanimity and uphold its supreme dignity.

Qianxun quickly raised her hand.

With a flick of his wrist, three dazzling orbs of light flew out from his palm and hovered directly in front of Yu Xiaoheng.

This is the final reward for this Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition.

Three soul bones.

The light dispelled the surrounding dust.

The leftmost piece is a left arm bone.

The skeleton was entirely covered in brilliant colors, with faint dragon-shaped phantoms swirling around its surface, radiating extremely pure and violent energy fluctuations.

This was the target that Yu Xiaoheng had been eyeing from the very beginning.

Soul bone produced by Rainbow Dragon.

The other two pieces are a right leg bone that emits a bluish glow and a yellowish-brown torso bone.

Each piece exudes the powerful aura unique to ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts.

All eyes were instantly drawn to the three soul bones.

Tens of thousands of people began to breathe rapidly.

Greed, passion, envy.

Various gazes intertwined in the center of the ruins.

The Soul Masters in the stands whispered among themselves.

"He actually dared to take it."

"This Yu Xiaoheng is really crazy."

"He offended the Spirit Hall, defeated Tang Hao, and killed the Soul Emperor of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Did he think he could just leave after taking the soul bone?"

"All the major sects are keeping an eye on him now."

"You might have the life to take this thing, but you'd never have the life to enjoy it."

"It's pointless. If he takes the soul bone, he'll only become a target of everyone's hatred and die even faster."

Shui Yun'er looked at the arena and couldn't help but shake her head.

Shui Lingxi grabbed Shui Yun'er's arm.

"Sister, what exactly is Yu Xiaoheng trying to do? Now that he's taken the soul bone, how can anyone let him go?"

Yu Xiaoheng ignored the surrounding chatter.

He raised his right hand and grabbed the Rainbow Dragon's left arm bone.

Colorful light spread along his palm, and feeling the violent power of the same origin within, Yu Xiaoheng nodded in satisfaction.

Then, he looked at the remaining two soul bones.

Everyone thought he would keep both of them as well.

After all, this is priceless.

Any one of these pieces would be enough to bankrupt a mid-sized sect in their fight for.

However, Yu Xiaoheng made a move that no one in the audience could understand.

He reached out and grasped the blue right leg bone and the yellowish-brown torso bone in his hand.

Then, he loosened his grip.

"Bah."

The two pieces of ten-thousand-year-old soul bones fell directly onto the ground covered with rubble.

The entire room fell silent for a moment.

what's the situation?

Qian Xunji frowned.

Bibi Dong took a step forward at the edge of the ruins.