Douluo: Star Official Challenge, Everyone is Stronger Than Tang San

"Become the second twin-martial-soul spirit master on the continent after Tang San!"

"A genius like you is exactly what His Holiness the Pope appreciates most!"

"Hurry up and claim your reward to obtain the Soul-Breaking Spear martial soul!"

"Then follow me obediently to meet His Holiness the Pope!"

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being discourteous to Huo Wu!"

On the arena, Feng Xiaotian's hand, which had been reaching out to touch the Soul-Breaking Spear, froze in mid-air.

He turned to look at his besieged girlfriend, Huo Wu, and roared in fury:

"Yan, Xie Yue, you are too despicable!"

Yan and Xie Yue sneered playfully, offering no response.

Six spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black—rose from beneath their feet; their strength had reached the level of Spirit Emperor.

Huo Wu assumed a combat stance, her face filled with anger as she said:

"Xiaotian, hurry up and claim your reward, then leave!"

"Don't worry about me, just go!"

"Once you have achieved success in your cultivation, come back to Spirit Hall and avenge me!"

As she finished speaking, four spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple—rose from beneath her feet.

At level 49, a Spirit Ancestor, she was completely crushed by Yan and Xie Yue.

Ghost and Ghost Leopard watched this with cold sneers.

The surrounding crowd wore grim expressions, choosing to remain silent.

It was clear what fate awaited Feng Xiaotian and Huo Wu next.

Either submit to Spirit Hall, or... die.

This was Spirit Soul City, the headquarters of Spirit Hall.

Stationed here were a vast number of Titled Douluo; this was the terrifying foundation of Spirit Hall.

No one could escape the pursuit of Spirit Hall's experts and leave this place alive.

On the arena, Feng Xiaotian's chest heaved violently.

Monstrous rage churned within his heart.

He looked at his girlfriend, Huo Wu, who was prepared to face death.

Then he looked at the menacing Ghost Douluo and Ghost Leopard Douluo.

Suddenly, his face turned pale, filled with despair.

He looked at the Soul-Breaking Spear within arm's reach and let out a heavy sigh.

Divine Wind Academy, to which Feng Xiaotian belonged, was a famous advanced spirit master academy in the Heaven Dou Empire.

He himself bore the honor of Divine Wind Academy on his shoulders.

As long as his spirit power broke through to the Spirit Emperor level, he could become the vice-dean.

Under no circumstances could he defect to Spirit Hall and do something that would bring him public contempt.

Otherwise, his family would surely face danger.

Divine Wind Academy would also have its reputation ruined, years of hard work destroyed in an instant.

Clinging to a final shred of hope, Feng Xiaotian knelt down on both knees before the silver-haired man who sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion.

He kowtowed sincerely and pleaded:

"I implore you, Senior, to help me. Feng Xiaotian will surely be eternally grateful!"

"In the future, I am willing to serve you, Senior, and follow your every command!"

Instantly, all eyes converged on Lin Feng.

No one had expected Feng Xiaotian to choose to beg him for mercy.

If this person were to intervene, even Spirit Hall would not dare to trouble Feng Xiaotian and Huo Wu.

After all, he was a powerhouse of mysterious origin who could freely bestow martial souls and spirit ring ages.

Who wouldn't covet the rewards he offered?

However, Lin Feng looked at the kneeling Feng Xiaotian with a calm expression.

He shook his head and said with authority:

"My duty is to open the Star Official Challenge for the lucky ones every day!"

"I will not interfere in any other matters!"

Following that, he slowly closed his eyes, paying no further heed.

Lin Feng's words struck like a heavy hammer.

They slammed into Feng Xiaotian's heart.

Leaving him feeling dead inside, his face deathly pale.

He stumbled to his feet, moving like a walking corpse.

Many of the commoners beneath the arena wore expressions of pity.

Those spirit masters belonging to Spirit Hall, however, sneered repeatedly.

Ghost and Ghost Leopard exchanged a nod, looking as if everything were under their control.

Yan and Xie Yue erupted with spirit power.

They closed in on Huo Wu, preparing to seize her.

They intended to use her as leverage against Feng Xiaotian.

On the arena, Feng Xiaotian turned to look at the Soul-Breaking Spear.

He smiled miserably and said:

"Soul-Breaking Spear, I had thought you could help me rise!"

"Allowing me to surpass Tang San and defeat him fair and square!"

"To become the strongest in the spirit master world!"

"Yet I never expected you would bring such disaster upon me!"

"This Soul-Breaking Spear—I, Feng Xiaotian, am not worthy of possessing it!"

Feng Xiaotian's words shocked everyone present.

To think someone could actually resist the temptation of becoming a twin-spirit master.

A strange look flickered in the eyes of Ghost and Ghost Leopard.

If Feng Xiaotian did not want this second spirit, the Soul-Breaking Spear, then he would pose no threat to Spirit Hall.

Risking the condemnation of the entire spirit master world just to deal with a mere Spirit King was simply not worth it.

If they wanted to kill him, there were countless ways to do so in the shadows.

Seeing this, Yan and Xie Yue looked at Feng Xiaotian in surprise.

Both wore expressions of disdain as they retracted their spirit power and walked away.

Huo Wu watched her boyfriend, Feng Xiaotian, slowly walk down from the arena.

Her eyes grew moist, her heart aching for him.

Huo Wu knew just how hard Feng Xiaotian had worked over these years.

He had endured countless hardships to reach his current strength as a Spirit King.

If he could have obtained this second spirit, the Soul-Breaking Spear, he would surely have surpassed Tang San in time and reclaimed his glory.

Yet now, because of the threats from Spirit Hall, Feng Xiaotian could only watch helplessly as he gave up a heaven-sent opportunity that belonged to him.

How could he be willing to accept this?

Feng Xiaotian walked off the arena and came to Huo Wu's side.

He reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

He said affectionately, "Huo Wu, don't cry."

"As long as you are safe, nothing else matters."

Huo Wu could no longer hold back and burst into tears.

She threw herself into her boyfriend's arms, her body trembling slightly.

Suddenly, at that very moment.

A soldier's high-pitched voice rang out from afar:

"Her Holiness the Pope has arrived! All unauthorized persons, stand aside!"

In an instant, the crowds gathered around the arena scattered to the left and right.

Then, they saw her, surrounded by a group of Title Douluo elders from Spirit Hall.

A woman with a slender figure and a noble temperament walked slowly toward them.

She held a gemstone scepter in her hand, her beauty breathtaking.

She wore a form-fitting Pope Robe.

It wrapped around her full, feminine body.

It accentuated the most perfect curves of her figure.

Her long, fair, and slender legs were dazzling to behold with every step she took.

She stunned the entire crowd while maintaining an air of absolute majesty.

Countless men around her gazed at her with infatuation.

Countless women looked on with envy and adoration.

"Greetings, Your Holiness!"

Ghost and Ghost Leopard Douluo hurried over.

They placed their right fists against their left chests and bowed respectfully.

Immediately after, the surrounding crowd knelt on one knee.

They shouted respectfully:

"Greetings, Your Holiness!"

The sound was earth-shaking, echoing throughout the entire plaza, lingering for a long time.

At the edge of the arena, Feng Xiaotian and Huo Wu also knelt on one knee.

Both of them lowered their heads deeply, their expressions filled with trepidation.

They had not expected that Pope Bibi Dong would come here in person.