Loli's Hip Sway Dodges the Attack

Qian Daoliu's words were an undisguised mockery. Tang Zhen's face alternated between red and pale, but he still forcibly suppressed his anger. After all, the knife was in another's hand, while he was the fish on the chopping block.

"Alright, let's continue watching the match. The battle is about to begin."

Qian Daoliu's words successfully redirected everyone's attention. Regardless of what they thought, all eyes were now focused on the match.

In the arena, Lin Mo stood facing Dai Weisi and Zhu Zhuyun. Dai Weisi took the initiative to step forward and shake Lin Mo's hand.

"Hello, Brother Lin."

"My name is Dai Weisi, the eldest prince of the Star Luo Empire."

"Zhu Zhuyun, eldest daughter of the Netherworld Clan."

Lin Mo returned the handshake as well. No matter what, they still had to maintain appearances.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Lin Mo."

After the brief greetings, the atmosphere in the arena became somewhat awkward. Lin Mo could not help glancing at the host, seemingly asking why the match had not started yet.

The questioning from the sidelines grew louder as well. Everyone had come to watch a match, so what was the point of dragging things out like this?

"Alright, it seems the contestants can no longer wait. I now announce that the match has officially begun."

As soon as those words fell, Lin Mo's right foot slammed against the ground. Like an arrow loosed from a bow, he shot forward at high speed.

Lin Mo did not summon his martial soul. Instead, using the momentum of his entire body, he twisted his waist and gathered his strength into his fist before throwing a punch.

The punch went straight for Dai Weisi's abdomen. It was incredibly fast, but Dai Weisi was clearly no pushover. At the same time, he had already summoned his martial soul.

A yellow soul ring pulsed around his body, then began flashing rapidly the next moment.

"First Soul Skill, White Tiger Protective Barrier."

A pale platinum barrier quietly appeared around Dai Weisi's body, while his attributes received a slight boost.

He intended to use his first soul skill to take Lin Mo's punch head-on. Seeing his opponent activate a soul skill, Lin Mo smiled faintly.

Just as the punch was about to land, golden and red energy instantly appeared over Lin Mo's fist.

The next moment, the White Tiger Protective Barrier shattered at once. The punch smashed heavily into Dai Weisi's abdomen. In slow motion, one could even see the terror in Dai Weisi's eyes.

With a bang, Dai Weisi was sent flying backward and crashed hard onto the spirit fighting arena. Blood sprayed from his mouth, and he was somewhat weak; after struggling several times, he still could not get back to his feet.

"You! Weisi!"

With an angry roar, Zhu Zhuyun appeared behind Lin Mo like a ghost. Her four sharp claws were about to strike him.

"First Soul Skill, Netherworld Thrust!"

Lin Mo's heart sank as he inwardly cried that things were bad.

He had focused only on Dai Weisi and actually forgotten about Zhu Zhuyun. Agility attack-system soul masters were the best at sneak attacks.

Lin Mo violently twisted his waist, narrowly avoiding the strike. The claws brushed past his waist and abdomen, leaving behind three bloody marks.

That was one hell of a shota waist twist.

Using her momentum, Zhu Zhuyun rolled over to Dai Weisi's side, checked his injuries, and helped him to his feet.

Lin Mo steadied himself and caught his breath. Both sides fell into a brief pause, as though they had entered a halftime break.

"We can see that both sides are outstanding among the younger generation. In particular, Spirit Hall's contestant Lin Mo drove back Dai Weisi of the Star Luo Empire in a single exchange."

"And more importantly, Lin Mo has yet to summon his martial soul from start to finish."

As the host explained, cheers rose from the sidelines. After all, this was Spirit Hall's home ground, so there were naturally more people supporting Spirit Hall.

A faint smile curled at Lin Mo's lips as he looked at the trembling Dai Weisi, who had only just stood up, and the solemn-faced Zhu Zhuyun beside him.

"Alright, the game is over."

The moment his words fell, a phantom of a phoenix appeared behind Lin Mo. Accompanied by a cry, every bird-type martial soul in the arena felt a distinct suppressive force.

It was the ultimate suppression of lower-ranked soul beasts by higher-ranked soul beasts.

Even other types of martial souls began to stir uneasily. After all, the phoenixes of ancient times were beings capable of standing on par with the Dragon God.

A purple soul ring appeared beneath Lin Mo's feet, followed immediately by the Phoenix martial soul possessing him.

A pair of golden-red wings quietly emerged from Lin Mo's back. His hair was dyed gold, and his entire figure appeared sacred and noble, like a god with his full aura unleashed.

Dai Weisi's expression turned grave. He exchanged a few quiet words with Zhu Zhuyun, then disregarded his own injuries and rushed forward.

Zhu Zhuyun followed closely behind. The two flanked Lin Mo from the left and right, clearly intending to make one final struggle while he was unprepared.

Seeing this, Lin Mo made no move to stop them and merely smiled softly.

"First Soul Skill, Light Sanctuary!"

In an instant, golden ripples spread outward from Lin Mo, covering half the spirit fighting platform.

Dai Weisi and Zhu Zhuyun were naturally within that range. They immediately felt as if the circulation of their soul power had sunk into a swamp.

At the same time, golden-red flames instantly clung to their bodies, causing them unbearable pain and drawing out repeated screams.

Their attack was interrupted. The two stood where they were, continuously slapping at themselves in an attempt to extinguish the flames through sheer physical means.

"It seems the Star Luo Empire's two geniuses are about to lose."

Qian Xunji spoke calmly, his tone casual, yet everyone could hear the faint pride concealed within it.

The Star Luo envoy's expression turned extremely ugly, but he could not say much. After all, defeat was a fact, and they had lost rather badly.

However, more people present had noticed Lin Mo's first soul skill and were secretly alarmed.

"Little friend Lin Mo is truly fortunate. Not only was he able to absorb a thousand-year soul ring as his first soul ring, but he also possesses a domain-type skill."

"His future will surely be limitless."

Ning Fengzhi's words sounded like praise, but his intentions were anything but kind. The meaning behind his words was obvious—wasn't Lin Mo simply too much of a genius?

It would inevitably stir some unusual thoughts in others. After all, there had never been peace on Douluo Continent, and assassinating each other's geniuses was a common occurrence.

Still, very few dared to make a move against Spirit Hall. After all, Spirit Hall's strength was there for all to see.

"Lin Mo has talent, luck, and diligence."

"In the future, he and Xue'er will take charge of Spirit Hall together—one handling internal affairs, the other external affairs."

"This is also this old man's decision. The Enshrinement Hall will be responsible for nurturing this boy."

Qian Daoliu's sudden interjection pushed the scene to another climax.

The meaning behind his words was already obvious. They would protect this person. Whoever dared to make a move could try testing the strength of a Limit Douluo.

This instantly made those who had just been entertaining thoughts behave themselves.

Meanwhile, Lin Mo wore a solemn expression. With his palms pressed together, he looked like a magnificent knight. The next second, a holy sword appeared between his hands—a one-meter-long blade of golden-red, covered in intricate and gorgeous patterns.

This was the second variation of his first soul skill, a sharp sword forged from extreme attributes, much like the Angel Holy Sword.

That was also why Sword Douluo had sensed a trace of sharpness from Lin Mo earlier—it came from this sword.

Lin Mo held the sword in one hand and looked at the two men writhing in pain. He held the blade across their necks and spoke calmly.

"You lost."