Douluo: I, Unrivaled Thief—Explosive King Returns to His Place

"Suppress their realms?" Unrivaled Thief froze, then quickly understood. "You mean that when they were Soul Elders, their Soul Power was suppressed to Soul Grandmaster level, and when they were Soul Ancestors, it was suppressed to Soul Elder level?"

"Correct." Qian Daoliu nodded. "This was a joint decision made by the Worship Hall and the Papal Palace."

Unrivaled Thief narrowed his eyes slightly, calculating rapidly.

If the Golden Generation can only display the strength of Soul Grandmasters in the first year, we four brothers may not be without a chance.

Then something occurred to him, and he pressed on, "Master, what about the third year?"

Qian Daoliu gave him a meaningful look. "After the third year, there will be no restrictions in a deathmatch. One careless move, and someone could die."

Unrivaled Thief's heart tightened at those words.

That meant the Golden Generation would fight at full strength in the third year. That would be their greatest crisis.

"Understood." He took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

"Mm." Qian Daoliu gave a slight nod, sweeping his gaze over Rebel Son and the other two. He said calmly, "Although I will not take you as disciples, the other Venerables also need disciples. You may go try your luck with them."

The three immediately straightened their backs and spoke in unison. "We will heed Master... Grand Venerable's teachings!"

"Mm, go cultivate properly." After giving his instructions, Qian Daoliu directly sent them away.

"Tch, stingy."

Unrivaled Thief turned back toward Qian Daoliu's residence and secretly gave it the middle finger before taking the three little ones to find teachers.

Inside the hall, Qian Daoliu raised the middle finger of his right hand and muttered, "Why does this gesture feel like an insult?"

Six Years of Bloody Battles, the Holy Son's Coronation

Six years later, on Spirit Hall's deathmatch arena.

Boom!

Yan's enormous lava fist smashed heavily into the ground. Cracks spread like a spiderweb, and tidal waves of lava erupted from the fissures.

In an instant, half the arena was covered in scorching lava, like a blazing bronze furnace melting everything within it.

"Unrivaled Thief, this year, the Golden Generation will still be the victors!"

With a clap of his hands, the lava surged toward Unrivaled Thief and his three companions like a crashing sea wave.

"This year, the advantage your Soul Power gives you is already negligible, and you still think you can beat us? Keep dreaming!"

Unrivaled Thief sneered as his first Soul Ring lit up.

"Overlord Wind-Chasing Fist—Earth-Splitting Style!"

He stepped forward, and a dazzling glow enveloped the iron fist on his left arm as he slammed it fiercely into the ground.

Crack! Crack!

The entire arena shook. Starting from Unrivaled Thief's fist, several fissures tore through the ground and swallowed the lava tide.

At the same time, countless sharp earthen spikes burst from the ground like earth-colored flood dragons awakening from slumber, charging violently toward Yan, Xie Yue, and Hu Liena.

The Golden Generation's expressions turned grave. The three leaped up together, avoiding the earth spikes.

A cold smile curled across Unrivaled Thief's lips as his first Soul Ring lit up again.

"Overlord Wind-Chasing Fist—Wind-Thunder Style!"

Unrivaled Thief moved like lightning. The speed granted by Wind-Thunder Style made the air emit piercing sonic booms.

Compared to the ordinary Overlord Wind-Chasing Fist, Wind-Thunder Style granted faster and stronger attacks.

Yan's pupils abruptly contracted. He had to exert all his strength just to catch a faint afterimage.

He wanted to counterattack, but he was ultimately one step too slow.

The instant his arms turned to rock, Unrivaled Thief's heavy fist, wrapped in the power of wind and thunder, had already enlarged rapidly in his vision.

Bang!

The petrified skin on Yan's face cracked under the violent force of the Overlord Wind-Chasing Fist's Wind-Thunder Style. His face twisted aside as the blow sent his entire body flying backward.

He spun through the air an unknown number of times, his feet plowing two charred furrows across the arena before he finally stabilized himself.

The moment he stopped, Yan felt a metallic sweetness rise in his throat, and inwardly he was alarmed.

That bastard still loves hitting people in the face, but his fists are heavier than last year!

Xie Yue and Hu Liena came to their senses and immediately attacked Unrivaled Thief.

"First Soul Skill, Slash!"

"First Soul Skill, Fox Fire Command!"

In an instant, a Moon Blade shot out and slashed straight toward Unrivaled Thief's neck.

A pink fox flame looked harmless enough, but the air twisted and hissed wherever it passed as it enveloped Unrivaled Thief.

Unrivaled Thief ignored them entirely, his eyes fixed on Yan in the distance.

Just as the Moon Blade was about to strike him, Rebel Son made his move.

"Thunderous Ghost Whirlwind Dart!"

A dart shot out, appearing beside Unrivaled Thief at an even faster speed and directly knocking the Moon Blade away.

At the same time, Thief Father also acted. With a Water Escape Technique, a freezing column of water collided with Hu Liena's fox fire.

Shifty-eyed Thief suddenly shouted, "Boss, deal with that redhead! I'll split the battlefield for you! Flying Blade Rock-Breaking Slash!"

Several blade lights tore through the ground, instantly enveloping Hu Liena and Xie Yue.

Unrivaled Thief moved like lightning, using Wind-Thunder Style once more as he charged at Yan.

Everything happened too quickly. Yan had not even caught his breath.

Unrivaled Thief closed in again, his left fist gathering force as Soul Power formed a spiraling vortex around its edge.

At that moment, his second Soul Ring lit up—the third form of the Overlord Wind-Chasing Fist.

Overlord Wind-Chasing Fist—Gale Style Rapid Strikes!

Fist shadows poured down like a torrential rain. Every blow came with an ear-splitting sonic boom, striking Yan's body with explosive bangs.

Yan's petrified skin continuously peeled away beneath the barrage, scattering broken stone everywhere.

"Damn it!" he roared, his fourth Soul Ring suddenly lighting up. "Fourth Soul Skill, Molten Lava Surge!"

The ground abruptly collapsed, and pillars of scorching lava shot into the sky, trying to force Unrivaled Thief back.

However, Unrivaled Thief merely sneered. Wind-Thunder Style activated again, turning him into a twisting streak of lightning. He actually used the erupting lava as leverage to leap upward, then unleashed a fierce Earth-Splitting Style strike from midair!

Yan could not evade it and could only cross his arms above his head.

With a boom, the ground beneath his feet cracked apart. His arms bent, and he nearly dropped to his knees.

But he was, after all, a Soul Ancestor—a level forty-eight Soul Ancestor at that. His Soul Power was more than ten levels higher than Unrivaled Thief's.

Unfortunately, Unrivaled Thief had nearly trained the Overlord Wind-Chasing Fist into a basic attack. Every time he used it, he could expend the least amount of energy for the greatest power.

Even though his Soul Power was inferior to Yan's, his actual combat strength surpassed Yan's.

Unrivaled Thief dared face Yan alone because he was completely confident he could defeat him.

On the other side, Rebel Son's Thunderous Ghost Whirlwind Dart clashed fiercely with Xie Yue's Moon Blade, sending sparks flying.

With a flick of his wrist, Xie Yue made the Moon Blade curve back in a spinning arc, only for it to be forcibly intercepted by Shifty-eyed Thief's Flying Blade Rock-Breaking Slash.

Hu Liena's fox fire was extinguished by Thief Father's Water Escape Technique. A cold gleam flashed through her eyes as she used Charm in an attempt to confuse Thief Father.

Unexpectedly, the moment the Charm took effect, Shifty-eyed Thief slapped Thief Father awake.

The three worked in Seamless Coordination. Despite their disadvantage in Soul Power, they still managed to firmly entangle Xie Yue and Hu Liena.

But while their side remained locked in battle, Unrivaled Thief was crushing Yan on the other side. Defeat was only a matter of time.

Below the arena, Bibi Dong's expression was as dark as water, and the temperature around her had dropped considerably.

She had never imagined that the Golden Generation she had painstakingly selected would be suppressed so miserably in full view of everyone!

Yue Guan and Gui Mei were silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to say a word.

Mighty Lion Douluo chuckled, satisfaction flashing through his eyes. "That boy Rebel Son is becoming more and more proficient with his Thunderous Ghost Whirlwind Dart."

Thousand Jun Douluo stroked his beard and nodded. "Thief Father is no worse. He can even neutralize Hu Liena's fox fire with ease."

Demon Subduer Douluo stood with his arms crossed, a faint smile on his lips. "Shifty-eyed Thief's Soul Power may be a little low, but his grasp of timing is excellent. Every move is ruthless."

The three exchanged smiles, their expressions relaxed, forming a stark contrast to Bibi Dong's fury.

Just then, the situation on the arena abruptly changed.

Unrivaled Thief's second Soul Ring lit up again, instantly creating two afterimages.

Overlord Wind-Chasing Fist—Gale Style Phantom Rapid Strikes!

The three figures surrounded Yan. Fist shadows flashed as punch after punch slammed into Yan's entire body like cannonballs.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The petrified skin on Yan's body cracked ceaselessly, and popping sounds erupted all over him as if a string of firecrackers had been lit on his body.

His bones shattered and blood sprayed. His body burst apart like a torn sack, scarlet blood gushing out until he was no longer recognizable as human.

"His Holiness the Pope!" Unable to bear watching, Yue Guan looked to Bibi Dong for instructions.

Bibi Dong knew that Unrivaled Thief had now fully matured. Even Yan of the Golden Generation was no match for him.

Although Xie Yue and Hu Liena had yet to use their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, she did not wish to expose it so soon.

After pondering for a moment, Bibi Dong finally spoke. "Surrender. It's not as if Nana and the others have never lost before."

Having received her response, Yue Guan rushed onto the arena in agitation.

As Unrivaled Thief was crushing Yan, a terrifying force of Soul Power made his movements stall.

The next instant, Yan was swept away by a streak of golden light and appeared beneath the arena.

"Hmph, you got away quickly. Otherwise, it wouldn't count as toughness unless I beat him into a pulp!" Unable to stop him, Unrivaled Thief could only sneer.

With Yue Guan's intervention, the Golden Generation directly lost the deathmatch.

Though it was called a deathmatch, neither side would allow the people they valued to die.

After all, Unrivaled Thief and the other three had also fallen into desperate situations in previous years. In the end, the Venerables had always stepped in to save them.

Unrivaled Thief glanced at Bibi Dong without the slightest respect and said coldly, "His Holiness the Pope, you may announce the result now."

"The outcome has been decided. The Four Great Evildoers have won this battle," she announced coldly, then swept Hu Liena off the arena and left.

"We won! We really won!"

"Six years... six whole years! Boss, we finally trampled the Golden Generation beneath our feet fair and square!"

"Last year, we caught them off guard with Shifting Forms and Shadow Exchange and only barely won in the end. But this year, we won entirely through our own strength."

Mighty Lion Douluo, watching from below the arena, dug at his ear and muttered to Thousand Jun Douluo, "Those three little bastards are louder when they win than when they lose." Yet the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably.

Suddenly, the void trembled. A magnificent, sacred golden light poured down from the sky, enveloping the entire arena in a dazzling pillar of light.

Qian Daoliu's voice rang out from every direction with the majesty of heaven itself, each syllable resonating with heaven and earth.

"In the name of the Grand Venerable of Spirit Hall, I hereby confer upon Unrivaled Thief the title of Holy Son of Spirit Hall, effective immediately!"

Blood Feud Revealed to the World, the Life-Taking Wind Rises

Qian Daoliu's voice suddenly spread throughout all of Spirit City. Everyone raised their heads in astonishment toward Spirit Hall Academy.

"What? The Grand Venerable is going to confer the title of Holy Son?!"

"Spirit Hall hasn't had a Holy Son in many years. I never thought I would witness such a historic moment today!"

"Unrivaled Thief? Isn't he the leader of the Four Great Evildoers? I never expected him to surpass Xie Yue and Yan of the Golden Generation and become the Holy Son?!"

The people of Spirit City did not care much, but the students of Spirit Hall Academy were too shocked to speak.

The vast majority of them were lackeys of the Golden Generation, and they had often spoken ill of the Four Great Evildoers behind their backs.

The name Four Great Evildoers had been chosen by Unrivaled Thief himself. He wanted the Four Great Evildoers to reappear on the Douluo Continent.