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

The gap in ability cannot be bridged by being handsome or having a strong presence.

However, in the silence filled with admiration and regret, a clear, melodious, and powerful shout suddenly resounded throughout the entire venue!

"Go, Xiao Heng!"

"Victory is certain!!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a tall, beautiful girl in a pink dress vigorously waving her fist in a corner of the audience, her face full of natural excitement.

It was Rou'er.

Beside her, Liu Erlong had also arrived. Looking at the figure on the stage, her beautiful eyes showed worry, but even more so, trust.

"Second Sister, Xiao Heng will definitely win!" Rou'er said confidently.

Liu Erlong smiled and ruffled her hair: "You really have that much faith in him?"

"Of course!" Rou'er puffed out her chest, her face full of pride. "Is there any need to think about it? My extraordinary wisdom tells me that I must believe in extraordinary power in everything!"

Liu Erlong "..."

However, Rou'er's shout did not cause any ripples in the crowd.

Many people turned around and glanced at her, but they all just shook their heads.

"Sigh, yet another little girl has fallen for him."

"Just a brainless fan, can't they see such an obvious situation?"

"Victory is assured? With what means? With your face?"

Amidst the jeers and bewilderment, Rou'er remained unfazed, continuing to cheer on Yu Xiaoheng.

In a shadowy corner unnoticed by anyone, several aged figures stood silently, their presence blending into the darkness.

They are the elders of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan.

The elders' gazes were also firmly fixed on Yu Xiaoheng.

"With the young master's strength, even if he were to fight seven people at once, he would most likely be able to defeat several of them."

"good."

"Defeat is still honorable, just like that, it's a good chance to boost the prestige of Blue Lightning."

On the arena.

Huo Yan's face darkened.

"good very good."

"Since Young Master Yu has such an elegant interest, I, Huo Yan, will certainly accompany you!"

He took a step forward, and his second spirit ring lit up, releasing a wave of intense heat.

"However, my Blazing Fire team does not stoop to bullying the weak with numbers."

"I will fight you alone."

Huo Yan had his own plans.

Since the other party is not a coward, but dares to utter such arrogant words, they must have the mentality of a strong person.

Their Blazing Fire Academy didn't want to offend the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan for no reason.

First, test their strength in a one-on-one fight, then defeat them; you'll save face and save face.

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaoheng simply shook his head.

He spoke calmly.

"Just you?"

Huo Yan paused, then laughed angrily: "To deal with you, I alone am enough!"

Before he finished speaking, he stopped wasting words and unleashed his second soul skill!

"Fire Dance Shines in the Sun!"

A massive fireball, over half a meter in diameter, instantly condensed in front of him, carrying terrifying heat and an explosive aura, and shot towards Yu Xiaoheng with a deafening roar!

However, Yu Xiaoheng laughed loudly.

He simply raised his right hand and stepped forward to meet him.

"Roar--!"

A dragon's roar suddenly resounded throughout the heavens and earth!

A burst of golden light!

Before everyone's shocked eyes, a phantom of a holy dragon, small in size but incomparably majestic, appeared out of thin air beside Yu Xiaoheng!

That wasn't a spirit possession, but rather... a separation from the body!

"What kind of martial spirit is this?!"

"What an overbearing aura!"

The audience gasped in surprise.

The golden dragon in its juvenile form was sacred and majestic, indeed possessing a certain domineering aura.

But the next second, everyone was puzzled.

As Yu Xiaoheng's martial soul shone, a soul ring rose beneath his feet.

That spirit ring...

It's purple!

Millennium Soul Ring!

"The first spirit ring... is it already a thousand years old?!"

On the high platform, several deans suddenly stood up, their faces filled with shock!

But then, everyone's shock turned into bewilderment stuck in their throats.

because……

Once the spirit ring is activated, it disappears.

only one.

"No... really? How come there's only one spirit ring?"

"Could he just be a level ten or so Great Soul Master?"

Aside from the members of the Blazing Fire Team on the arena, who could clearly sense the level 20 soul power fluctuations emanating from Yu Xiaoheng, the spectators in the distance all assumed he was just a one-ring soul master.

Huo Yan was also stunned.

He even felt a little regretful.

His second soul skill, unleashed in anger, was extremely powerful.

If this hit a level 10+ Soul Master...

Will they just blast him into serious injury?

He couldn't withstand the wrath of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!

However, the next second.

Yu Xiaoheng's fist collided violently with the enormous fireball.

The flames, powerful enough to melt gold and iron, enveloped his entire body the moment they touched him, like a gentle stream.

Everyone was stunned.

Yu Xiaoheng was bathed in flames, his white robes fluttering and his hair flying, yet he showed no signs of injury.

He took a step forward.

At the same time, he swung his right hand sharply to his side!

The raging flames that enveloped him were casually tossed aside by him, as if a matador were grasping a red curtain!

"Splash—"

The flames were torn apart like cloth, tracing a dazzling arc.

Even more astonishingly, the flames did not dissipate, but instead transformed into specks of light that merged into his body and eventually flowed into the detached golden holy dragon phantom!

The golden-red fire pattern on the phantom of the holy dragon became even brighter after absorbing the power of this fire!

After doing all this, Yu Xiaoheng finally raised his eyes and looked at the dumbfounded Huo Yan.

He uttered two words.

"Too weak."

As soon as he finished speaking, he put his fingers together into a palm and slapped the flames that he had just tossed aside!

As if receiving a command, the flames instantly condensed into a wave of fire, which swept back at an even faster speed than when it came!

The target is the center of the Blazing Fire team's seven-man formation!

"spread!"

Huo Yan's pupils contracted sharply, and he let out a shout.

The seven reacted extremely quickly, retreating rapidly and narrowly avoiding the core of the fire wave.

Boom!

The flames crashed onto the hard arena, blasting open a charred crater and sending debris flying everywhere.

The scorching air rushed towards us, stirring the tips of everyone's hair.

The entire venue fell silent.

Immediately following was an even more intense roar!

"My God... he just threw Huo Yan's soul skill back like that?"

"What kind of control is this? The flames in his hands are more docile than flowing water!"