The Spar Begins

In the sky.

Dressed in white.

It danced wildly and wildly in the wind, fluttering and rustling.

Fleeting and ethereal, like swirling snow in a flowing wind.

If Li Mubai hadn't been used to short hair and hadn't deliberately cut his long hair short...

I'm afraid that the image he presents at this moment is that of a peerless sword immortal who stands alone in the world.

Below.

The Soul Master were seated in the audience.

At this moment, they were completely shocked by what they saw.

In a special area of the audience seating.

The people were seated in an orderly and uniform manner.

These people all wore blue robes and were uniformly dressed.

These are spectators from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

The sect leader has given an order.

They were sent here to observe this public exchange.

The objective is simple.

Through this sparring match, we can infer the true strength of the Spirit Hall.

"This person's strength is unknown, but his talent is unparalleled."

An elderly man in blue with a long beard sat in the front row, stroking his beard with one hand, looking at the white-clad figure about to land, his words full of admiration.

"Elder, he only recited a poem, didn't he?"

When you're out there getting by, you're just trying to make a living.

Most importantly, you need connections and a strong background.

What good is just being able to recite poetry?

A young, fair-skinned man stood beside the old man.

After seeing his junior sister behind him gazing at the graceful figure in the sky with a look of admiration and longing.

I felt a sudden surge of displeasure.

His looks are among the best in the sect.

Many of the sect's junior sisters and senior sisters were completely infatuated with him.

And now.

These female students, who were captivated by him, suddenly began to show affection for other strange men.

How can we tolerate this?

He immediately refuted his teacher's words, his tone filled with disdain and contempt.

"You don't understand, and I don't blame you."

Upon hearing this, the old man simply spoke slowly and calmly.

Then he slowly turned his head, looked at the young man beside him, his disciple, and his tone suddenly rose, tinged with sternness:

"But you don't understand, yet you pretend to! I just can't stand it!"

The old man immediately started swearing.

Then she raised her hand and gave the Xiao Bai.

Ouch!

The latter winced in pain, his face contorted in agony, and his eyes immediately welled up with tears.

"I told you to read more books, but you wouldn't listen. Instead, you went and played hide-and-seek with women!"

I think you've gone mad from playing around with women, haven't you?

Look at yourself now!

She smeared all sorts of things on her face.

You've made yourself look neither male nor female, and you still think you're handsome, huh?

He's Titled Douluo!

What right do you have to question others?!

If you can reach that level, let alone playing with women, I'd be happy for you even if you became a woman yourself!

The old man looked at the Xiao Bai and showed a disappointed expression.

He was originally going to slap him.

But when he glanced up and saw the thick layer of foundation on the Xiao Bai's face, he immediately gave up on the idea.

With a face covered in powder, wouldn't applying it make my hands dirty?

Then it naturally turned into a flick on the forehead.

Seeing the Xiao Bai about to cry, the old man felt an overwhelming sense of regret.

Why did he end up taking on such a disciple?

I regret it so much!!!

Just as the old man and the young man were bickering...

Behind the two.

A man in blue sitting at the back of the room watched the white-clad figure descend from the sky, a hint of fear in his eyes.

He was the one who was at the entrance earlier.

The blue-clad man who slipped between Li Mubai and the Demon Bear.

Just now.

He was also planning to wait at the exit after the sparring session ended, and then teach Li Mubai and his companion a lesson.

However, at this moment...

Upon seeing the white-clad figure in the sky, all those thoughts vanished instantly.

The man in blue checked his forehead with his sleeve; there was no cold sweat at all.

He never expected this.

The person I bumped into at the entrance was none other than the new elder of the Spirit Hall, one of the main characters in this sparring match, and an unparalleled being with the strength of Titled Douluo!

With such strength, he actually thought of ambushing them just now.

They really don't know how to write the word "death"!

The man in blue had fear in his eyes.

He was very glad that he hadn't bothered them too much back then.

Otherwise.

He might already be lying in a hospital clinic.

Or simply ascend to heaven on the spot.

Even if he, a mere outer disciple, were killed, it wouldn't matter to him.

The other party will not pay any price.

On the contrary.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect even offered to compensate them.

If that's really the case.

The man in blue could probably foresee how the people from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect would treat his family.

"Ahhh... this guy is so handsome! I like him so much!"

"What unrestrained and carefree poetry! Such talent is truly rare and precious."

"He is my destined husband, ah, I feel like I'm in love!"

"I'm sure he's my idol!"

In the audience seats.

Many cheerful female Soul Master immediately shouted out.

Even more so,

He directly shouted in public that he would have Li Mubai's babies.

There were also some female Soul Master, although they didn't shout or scream.

Yet, it also gazed tenderly at Li Mubai's carefree figure soaring through the sky.

In an instant.

The longsword propelled Li Mubai, and after circling once in the air...

They soon landed on a pitted and uneven surface.

Golden Crocodile stared at the triumphant Li Mubai, his eyes filled with malice.

His original intention in leaping directly off the high platform was to intimidate Li Mubai.

I never expected this.

Li Mubai's entrance alone was incredibly impressive.

Invisibly.

Golden Crocodile felt as if Li Mubai was surrounded by a dazzling halo, illuminating all directions.

"Elder Golden Crocodile, you haven't been seen for three days, but your demeanor remains as impressive as ever."

Li Mubai stood opposite Golden Crocodile Douluo, sheathed his dark sword, and smiled faintly.

"Snort.

Ignorant brat.

Using some trivial tricks to attract attention

Did you think you could fool my discerning eye?

Unorthodox methods

I'll let you know in a bit.

What is the true path to heaven?

Golden Crocodile snorted coldly.

He's getting increasingly annoyed with Li Mubai.

The other party's mere appearance was like a surfer riding the crest of a wave, basking in admiring gazes.

He was completely overshadowed.

That alone.

This was something that even the proud and arrogant Golden Crocodile could not tolerate.

His spotlight had been stolen by the other party, leaving him like a neglected mouse.

Especially in the audience, there were constant shouts of praise.

These voices are all praising Li Mubai.

The sound of the needle drilling into his ear was incredibly irritating, making him want to scratch his ears and feel extremely uncomfortable.

It's high noon.

"Let the sparring begin!"

A rough voice rang out from the highest observation deck.

It was the Demon Bear standing at the edge of the observation deck who, after receiving a signal from Bibi Dong, loudly reminded the audience below.

This moment.

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on the two people in the room, not daring to utter a sound.

Everyone was afraid that if they blinked, they would miss the Titled Douluo's attack.

Such an opportunity is extremely rare.

You must watch it with all your might, without being distracted in the slightest.