Douluo: Martial Soul Mysterious Tortoise, Counterattack Armor Critical Strike

Bibi Dong's voice was calm as she addressed those below. "Today is the day Spirit Hall establishes its Holy Son. There will be a challenge tournament for the younger generation. Any Soul Master under the age of twenty may apply to challenge the Holy Son. If the Holy Son is defeated, the position of Holy Son may be given to the victor."

The moment those words were spoken, the entire venue erupted.

Hu Liena, Yan, and Xie Yue exchanged glances, unable to understand why Bibi Dong would do this.

But when they saw Huang Wei's little face, so calm that not a trace of emotion stirred on it, the three of them immediately understood.

Since he himself was not worried, there was no need for them to worry about him either.

Huang Wei's defense had already been so terrifying before he reached Soul Elder. Now that he had reached Soul Elder—and Level Thirty-Three at that—it was even more so.

And among Spirit Hall's Soul Masters under twenty, the strongest was only a Soul Ancestor.

That person was Porcupinefish Douluo's adopted grandson.

At that moment, Bibi Dong spoke, and the rest of those kneeling on one knee rose to their feet.

Everyone, especially the younger generation who met the requirements, felt their hands itch with impatience.

Especially those who were unconvinced.

Seeing this, several Elders smiled faintly to themselves, arriving at the same conclusion: We have created this opportunity for you. Whether you can seize it depends on your own ability. If you fail to get it, don't come blaming us.

Their gazes particularly fell upon their own grandsons, or the grandsons of the other Elders.

Huang Wei reluctantly pulled away from Bibi Dong's jade-like hand.

What a hassle. It's just conferring the position of Holy Son, yet they have to make such a huge spectacle out of it. I was an introvert in my past life. What I hated most was being stared at like a monkey by so many people in public.

Though bitterness rose in his heart, he accepted the reality.

He had to go through all of this.

Bibi Dong had also told him that this had not originally been part of the ceremony, but certain Elders had proposed it at the last moment.

At the same time, she had told Huang Wei the names of those Elders.

Huang Wei's gaze seemingly casually swept over those Elders.

A cold glint flashed through his eyes.

Just wait, you old fools who love stirring up trouble. Once I grow strong enough, I'll find a chance to wipe you out.

A bunch of parasites.

These old fools made him extremely displeased.

Then—

He leaped down from above, heading straight for the center of the grand plaza.

With a loud bang, Huang Wei landed steadily. Without even using his Martial Soul, the impact neither hurt nor bothered him.

He looked around.

Those around him were looking at him too.

Many of them were thinking, So this is the Holy Son?

There's nothing special about him, is there?

He's so skinny. The type who'd die from one kick.

Could the Great Worship have made a mistake?

Yet at that moment, an especially cold and fierce gaze within the crowd fixed on Huang Wei. He had been waiting for this opportunity.

He was Porcupinefish Douluo's adopted grandson, Ci Shi! A Level Forty-Five Soul Ancestor, only nineteen years old!

"Ding! Detected someone coveting the Host's position as Holy Son. Display your strength and crush them! Use absolute talent to look down upon the masses! Reward: Superior Aura. If the Host can ensure the mission's completion, this reward may be claimed in advance. If the mission fails, it will naturally disappear. At the same time, the Mysterious Tortoise's innate Turtle Dominance Might will also disappear."

"Accept mission?"

"Claim reward in advance?"

"Accept the penalty for failure?"

"The system does not force the Host. Please consider your choice carefully!"

"Once chosen, there will be no turning back!"

Just then, the system's mission prompt rang out in Huang Wei's mind.

Huang Wei was stunned. Well, a mission is a mission, but has this system changed personalities?

This is the first time I've heard you say so much at once.

"Yes!" "Yes!" "Yes!"

Yet in the next instant, he decisively shouted three times in his mind.

As the mission was successfully accepted, a powerful aura erupted from Huang Wei, plunging the entire venue into silence.

Under the pressure of that aura, everyone below found breathing somewhat difficult.

Cold sweat involuntarily formed on their foreheads.

Even Bibi Dong and the Elders above sensed Huang Wei's enormous change at that moment, and their expressions shifted slightly.

What a powerful aura!

I never expected Bibi Dong to teach him something like this.

But an aura is just an aura. It's nothing more than a bluff.

The several Elders frowned as they thought this, then secretly let out sighs of relief.

"This match carries risks. Out of kindness, this Holy Son advises those below Soul Ancestor not to come up and show off. If someone dies during the battle, this Holy Son will not apologize to you."

Standing at the center, Huang Wei swept his gaze over the silent yet restless crowd below. King's Contempt showed in his eyes, while the terrifying aura around him carried an unbelievable, unrivaled dominance. His voice, however, was as calm as still water.

Those on Huang Wei's side gave him emphatic thumbs-ups when they saw how unruffled and composed he was, along with that imposing aura.

They became even more satisfied with him.

As for those displeased with Huang Wei, they were deeply dissatisfied.

What are you acting so smug for? Damn it!

Just wait. We'll tear apart your fake act soon enough!

"Hehe, good. Since the Holy Son has said so, we'll grant your wish!"

"For the first match, I'll come and test the Holy Son's strength. How about it?!"

At that moment, a cold, disdainful voice rang out from the crowd below.

"It's Ci Shi!"

"Now things are getting interesting. Ci Shi is Porcupinefish Douluo's grandson."

"A Level Forty-Five Soul Ancestor."

"The Holy Son was so arrogant just now. This won't end well for him."

The onlookers below grew excited, ready to watch a good show.

Bibi Dong and the others also turned their gazes toward him.

Their eyes also briefly swept over Porcupinefish Douluo on the left. Porcupinefish Douluo acted as if he had not seen them, merely staring at his adopted grandson, his thoughts unknown.

However, he had never told his adopted grandson to do this.

This would offend both the Pope and the Great Worship.

His brow furrowed.

Above, Huang Wei looked down at Ci Shi with the gaze of a superior looking upon an ant, a clown hopping about for attention.

He said calmly, "Come up. This Holy Son will give you one chance to seize the Saint Position."

Bloom, Flesh-and-Blood Fireworks! ### Ci Shi entered the Fighting Soul Arena, his eyes narrowing as a cold, dangerous glint flashed through them.

There was no other reason—Huang Wei's words had infuriated him.

He was simply too arrogant. He had not taken Ci Shi seriously at all.

Humiliating me like this in front of everyone?

Fine. Then I'll make you, the "Holy Son," lose all face before this crowd.

Then I can rightfully take the position of Holy Son.

And you will become Spirit Hall's laughingstock.

Countless thoughts flashed through Ci Shi's mind. It was as though he could already see himself defeating Huang Wei and making him crawl before him.

He was in an exceptionally good mood.

Seeing Ci Shi's lewd expression, Huang Wei asked inwardly, System, why doesn't this Superior Aura suppress this guy that much?

"The Superior Aura currently obtained by the Host is only in its fledgling stage. It will grow alongside your cultivation. Its effects will become extremely pronounced in the later stages."

Hearing the explanation, Huang Wei understood.

So that's how it is.

But it was not a problem.

Then he looked at Ci Shi and said flatly, "Make your move. You... only have one chance to attack. You'd best go all out."

"Heh, Holy Son, aren't you being a little too arrogant? Can someone like you really lead Spirit Hall forward?" Ci Shi said coldly, his tone laced with mockery.

Huang Wei said, "You talk too much."

"You'll regret the humiliation you have inflicted upon me!"

Ci Shi's expression darkened. With an angry snort, he roared, "Explosive Ape Martial Soul Possession!"

"ROAR!!"

Ci Shi stamped his foot fiercely!

The ground trembled! Unfortunately, it did not crack, showing that his strength was still insufficient to shatter it.

Even so, a fierce aura surged out from his body like a howling gale.

Soul Power churned as the phantom of a massive ape Martial Soul appeared around him. Its entire body was blood-red, its eyes scarlet, its fangs bared as it exhaled hot breaths.

This was the Explosive Ape Martial Soul, an extremely powerful close-combat assault-type Beast Martial Soul!

Its crimson hair, paired with its aura, brought its majesty to the pinnacle of its level.

Ci Shi's body also began to swell continuously, until he stood a full two meters tall! The muscles across his entire body bulged, turning him into a hulking gym-built brute.

During this process, scarlet light filled his eyes, while strange red markings emerged all over his body.

Four Soul Rings slowly rose from beneath his feet—the most standard configuration of yellow, yellow, purple, purple.

"It's the Explosive Ape Martial Soul! What terrifying pressure!"

"As expected of Ci Shi, the strongest Spirit Hall cultivator under twenty. His combat strength is the greatest as well!"

"Now we'll see how this newly appointed Holy Son handles it."

The crowd erupted.

Remembering Huang Wei's arrogant, overbearing words from before, words that seemed to cast the entire world from his eyes, they immediately began gloating.

They waited to watch the show.

"Although Ci Shi's Martial Soul is powerful, he has encountered Junior Brother, who is specifically suited to counter him. There'll be a good show soon."

Below, Hu Liena swayed her fox-like waist, looking playfully at Ci Shi on the stage.

The other two were the same. They knew the truth.

The more terrifying the damage this monstrous freak Huang Wei suffered, the more terrifying the reflected damage would be.

If Ci Shi struck with all his strength, the Tortoise Shell activated by the reflection would definitely tear his body apart!

Bibi Dong looked toward Yue Guan beside her and said, "Have the Healing Soul Master summon his Martial Soul and stand by."