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

Even after the Spirit Hall has been established on the continent for so many years, Qian Daoliu has never seen such a terrifying young man as Yu Xiaoheng.

Reshaping his physical body, the Soul Emperor absorbed a 100,000-year-old soul ring, each of which was enough to shake the entire continent.

Unfortunately, it was still just a little bit short.

Qian Daoliu made his own assessment.

Yu Xiaoheng is too impatient.

If this kid could just endure a little longer, find some remote mountain forest to hide in, and not participate in this continent-wide advanced soul master competition...

Even if it takes ten or eight years, until he cultivates to the level of Soul Saint or even Soul Douluo, he can still emerge from seclusion.

At that time, even Tang Wei couldn't do anything to him.

Even if we take a step back, just now, when the arena collapsed and the whole place was in chaos, Yu Xiaoheng actually had many opportunities to escape.

But he did not run away.

He chose to stay where he was, and chose to reshape his physical body and condense that 100,000-year soul ring in front of everyone.

In Qian Daoliu's view, this was purely a case of courting death.

Geniuses are often arrogant, but they also often die from arrogance.

This is ultimately a world that belongs to the strong; a genius who doesn't grow up is nothing but a corpse.

At this critical moment.

"Xiao Heng!"

Two shrill screams came from the other side of the ruins.

The two sisters, Shui Yun'er and Shui Lingxi, looked pale and desperately at the enormous black hammer in mid-air that was about to devour Yu Xiaoheng.

At the same time.

Bibi Dong struggled to stand up.

Her soul power had already been depleted in the previous battle.

As Tang Wei's devastating hammer blow came down, Bibi Dong bit her lip until blood dripped down her chin.

She wanted to communicate with the Rakshasa power hidden deep within her soul.

If we can use that power, we might be able to save Yu Xiaoheng.

But it was too late.

By the time she awakened her divine power, Yu Xiaoheng would have already been smashed to ashes.

Bibi Dong collapsed back to her original spot, utterly exhausted.

She looked at the figure surrounded by purple flames in mid-air and suddenly smiled bitterly.

Brother Xiao Heng was indeed greedy this time.

If he hadn't forced himself to condense that 100,000-year soul ring, and if he had withdrawn earlier, with his abilities, he might have been able to escape.

However, Bibi Dong's eyes were red-rimmed, and her lips curled into a morbidly obsessive expression.

This is exactly the Xiao Heng brother she has in her heart.

In her eyes, Yu Xiaoheng could never be a cold-blooded and ruthless person who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.

He has always been someone who stands in the light, charging towards all obstacles in his path.

Even if he is facing a titled Douluo, even if he is facing a certain death, he will choose to meet him head-on and smash all obstacles to pieces.

He will not back down, nor will he scheme like those rats hiding in dark corners.

The Shui sisters held each other's hands tightly, tears streaming down their faces.

Their thoughts were remarkably similar to Bibi Dong's.

Yu Xiaoheng has this kind of personality.

Just like back in the far north, he rushed to the front without hesitation, protecting them behind him.

He was always like that... fearless.

Everyone felt sorry for Yu Xiaoheng's "uprightness" and "unyielding spirit".

However, the truth was quite the opposite of everyone's guess.

No one knew that Yu Xiaoheng wasn't staying here for any kind of righteous cause.

He stayed only because he had gone mad.

Caught between the body-refining technique and the rage in his heart, it seemed... just like the Dragon God of yesteryear, he had willingly stepped into destruction!

Even the rebirth technique, which could only be used once, was completely burned up as fuel to reshape his physical body.

He really can't escape now.

The rear of the crowd.

Yu Xiaogang hid behind a broken stone pillar, his eyes fixed on the center of the arena.

As Yu Xiaogang watched Tang Wei's powerful ninth soul skill, a variety of emotions were reflected in his pupils.

He was screaming in his mind: Smash him! Smash him!

Yu Xiaogang wanted Yu Xiaoheng dead more than anyone else.

If Yu Xiaoheng dies, he will be the only direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family.

Although his separated martial soul, Luo Buhui, is a mutated product, and although many people look down on him.

But as long as Yu Xiaoheng, an insurmountable mountain, isn't pressing down on him, the family will keep their eyes on him.

He will no longer be treated as a piece of trash; he will be the future young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family.

but.

Just as Tang Wei's giant hammer was about to smash down.

Yu Xiaogang was suddenly stunned.

He looked at the powerful figures around him who were shaking their heads and sighing, at the despair in the eyes of Bibi Dong and the Shui sisters, and at the discussions that were certain that Yu Xiaoheng was going to die.

A strong sense of unease suddenly welled up in Yu Xiaogang's heart.

Chapter 439 One Hundred Thousand Years Soul Skill!

Not right.

Everyone present believed that Yu Xiaoheng was doomed.

Even Tang Wei, who made the move, had a ferocious look in his eyes, as if he was about to succeed.

But, will my older brother really die like this?

Yu Xiaogang swallowed hard, staring intently at Yu Xiaoheng in mid-air, his heart pounding like a drum.

He could no longer believe the situation before him.

In the eyes of Bibi Dong and the Shui sisters, her brother was an upright, even somewhat impulsive, hero.

They felt that their brother had a cold-blooded and rational side, but in the end, his upright and heroic spirit prevailed, which is why he chose to stay and fight against the Title Douluo.

But Yu Xiaogang doesn't think so.

He knows Yu Xiaoheng too well.

From childhood to adulthood, in Yu Xiaogang's mind, his older brother Yu Xiaoheng was a monster.

A monster who always puts calmness and rationality first.

My brother always had a strong sense of purpose in everything he did; all his cold-bloodedness and cruelty were for the purpose of gaining greater benefits.

How could someone like that be blinded by any "heroic spirit"?

How could someone like that possibly take the ninth soul skill of a Title Douluo head-on just for the sake of a personal argument?

Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened in surprise.

He deduced that Yu Xiaoheng must have a backup plan!

Since Yu Xiaoheng chose to stay where he was to condense a 100,000-year soul ring, he must have calculated Tang Wei's attack and must have a way to save his life!

With his absolutely rational mind, he would never do a losing deal!

however.

Unfortunately.

This time, Gangzi's prediction was wrong again.

In that brief moment, at this critical juncture of life and death under the watchful eyes of the entire audience, Yu Xiaoheng had no backup plan. He simply indulged in his passion and drove himself to his doom.

"boom--"

The compressed airflow produces a deafening sonic boom.

Tang Wei's massive hammer, covered in black patterns, had already crushed the air above Yu Xiaoheng's head.

The black lightning on the surface of the giant hammer, like countless bloodthirsty venomous snakes, darted towards Yu Xiaoheng's face first.

The violent gravity field caused the ruins below to sink several meters further.

The surrounding purple flames were violently shaken by the pressure of the giant hammer, and the newly formed 100,000-year-old blood-red soul ring also emitted a hum that could not bear the burden.

Tang Wei's eyes were wide open, and the corners of his eyes had cracked from the excessive force, with blood flowing down his cheeks.

A beastly roar erupted from his throat as he slammed the destructive hammer down with both arms.

Facing the overwhelming black Grim Reaper overhead, Yu Xiaoheng, who was suspended in the center of the deep pit, raised his head.

A madness flickered in Yu Xiaoheng's eyes.

This is the moment he's been waiting for.

In his previous match against Tang Hao, he had actually been holding back a trump card.

However, Tang Hao was defeated too quickly, so there was no need to reveal that trump card.