Male Lion Douluo's Famous Battle, Sixty Years Ago: The Seven Great Sects Ranking Tournament? (Please Follow!)

[Martial Soul: Blazing Lion.

Soul Power: Level 97.]

Wuhun Hall, Consecration Hall.

A burst of wild laughter shattered the silence within the hall.

A burly old man with a full head of red hair suddenly rose to his feet, his eyes brimming with arrogance.

Male Lion Douluo:

"Ha ha!

Big Brother, Second Brother, I never thought this old man would rank ahead of that old swordsman Chen Xin and take eighth place!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo:

"Fourth Brother, your Blazing Lion soul power is supremely yang and fierce. It is only reasonable for you to rank ahead of Chen Xin.

However, Chen Xin has just received a Ranking Screen reward and is now also level 97. You must not let your guard down."

Qian Daoliu:

"Everything listed by the Ranking Screen represents the peak of one's life.

Fourth Brother, let us see how the Ranking Screen judges the battle from your prime.

I too wish to see just how far your strength has progressed after all these years of seclusion in Consecration Hall."

Before Papal Hall.

Bibi Dong stared at the Ranking Screen, her expression so dark it seemed ready to drip water. She slammed her scepter heavily against the ground.

Bibi Dong:

"Hmph, another old fossil from Consecration Hall.

Qian Daoliu, those old bones under your command have hidden themselves deeply indeed."

Gui Mei bowed tremblingly and said:

"Your Holiness, the Fourth Consecrator has kept a low profile for many years.

Now that the Ranking Screen has exposed him, the entire continent will know how deep Wuhun Hall's foundations run.

It will also serve as a tremendous deterrent to the two great empires."

Bibi Dong gave a cold laugh:

"A deterrent?

What I want is absolute control, not to watch Consecration Hall steal the limelight!

This Ranking Screen is practically peeling back Wuhun Hall's trump cards one by one for the whole world to see!"

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, council hall.

Ning Fengzhi stared at the Blazing Lion on the Ranking Screen, its imposing might seemingly capable of swallowing heaven itself. His expression was incomparably grave.

"The Fourth Consecrator of Wuhun Hall... is also a level 97 Super Douluo.

Uncle Sword, how strong is this man?"

Chen Xin narrowed his eyes. The sword intent of the Divine-Demon Domain within him seemed faintly unable to restrain itself as he said in a deep voice:

"The Blazing Lion is a supreme assault-type martial soul.

When I traveled the continent in my younger years, I heard that this man had a violent temper and fire-attributed soul power with terrifying destructive force.

However, if we faced each other today, my Divine-Demon Domain might not lose to him."

Gu Rong sucked in a breath and gritted his teeth.

"Tsk, Wuhun Hall truly is a gathering place for monsters.

A mere Fourth Consecrator is already level 97. Wouldn't the Third, Second, and First Consecrators ranked above him be even more terrifying?

Old swordsman, your breakthrough really did come at the perfect time."

Shrek Academy.

Yu Xiaogang stared fixedly at the Ranking Screen, his hands trembling slightly from excitement.

"Male Lion Douluo...

So it is that living fossil.

Xiao San, Consecration Hall is where Wuhun Hall's true core fighting force lies.

This Fourth Consecrator made his name even before your father did. His blazing soul power is enough to burn rivers dry and boil seas."

Tang San clenched his fists, and deep within his eyes flashed profound helplessness and fear.

"Teacher, just how many Super Douluo like this does Wuhun Hall have?

Level 97... do we truly have any hope of revenge?"

Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, patted Tang San's shoulder, and comforted him.

"Xiao San, do not lose heart.

Twin martial souls possess limitless potential. As long as you grow stronger, surpassing them will only be a matter of time!

Now that the Ranking Screen has exposed Wuhun Hall's strength, the two great empires will never sit idly by. This is precisely our opportunity."

Sunset Forest.

Jia Lin curiously tugged on Lan Yu's sleeve and chattered away:

"Dad, this big lion looks so fierce, and it is covered in fire.

Is he stronger than that old swordsman who just broke through?"

Lan Yu clasped his hands behind his back and gave a calm assessment.

"The two have chosen different paths.

Chen Xin pursues ultimate sharpness, while Male Lion Douluo pursues ultimate dominance and destruction.

Before Chen Xin's breakthrough, Male Lion indeed had a greater chance of victory.

However, the Ranking Screen has now altered the future. Their odds are still about even."

Jia Lin tilted her head.

"Then what battle footage will the Ranking Screen show next?

Who does he usually fight?"

Lan Yu watched as the image on the Ranking Screen began to shift and smiled leisurely.

"Consecration Hall's consecrators rarely move about the continent.

Those capable of forcing him to go all out were most likely opponents in the sect wars of old.

Or... life-and-death foes of the same rank.

Watch. The footage is about to appear."

The Ranking Screen shook violently. The surging dark-red radiance tore through the void and transformed into an enormous, crystal-clear image.

It showed a vast gorge outside Star Luo City in the Star Luo Empire, surrounded by towering mountains.

Jagged rocks covered the area, carrying an ancient and grim atmosphere.

Beneath the Ranking Screen, lines of icy-blue text appeared at the proper moment:

[Sixty years ago.]

[The previous Seven Great Sects Ranking Tournament of the Douluo Continent.]

[Location: Falling Star Valley, outside Star Luo City.]

[At the time, Wuhun Hall served as the tournament's judge, and the Fourth Consecrator, Male Lion Douluo, had been ordered to accompany them and oversee the event.]

As the subtitles appeared, another enormous uproar swept across the entire Douluo Continent.

Within Consecration Hall.

Male Lion Douluo looked at the familiar valley in the image. Blazing flames ignited in his eyes as he clapped his hands and laughed heartily.

"Ha ha!

So it was this battle!

Sixty years ago, this old man had only just entered level 96. By Big Brother's order, I went to intimidate those self-important sects.

Those old fellows took quite a few punches from me back then!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo smiled faintly and nodded.

"At that ranking tournament, undercurrents surged among every faction.

Had you not personally overseen it, those proud sect masters might have torn Star Luo City apart.

However, since the Ranking Screen selected this battle, your opponent at the time must have been no ordinary figure."

Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back and spoke calmly.

"That battle was indeed somewhat interesting.

Fourth Brother, let us watch your former glory."

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, council hall.

Ning Fengzhi stared at the gorge in the image, his brows tightly furrowed as he pondered in a low voice.

"The Seven Great Sects Ranking Tournament sixty years ago...

At that time, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was still under the leadership of the previous generation's sect master.

Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone, do either of you remember that battle?"

Gu Rong stroked his chin and gave a strange laugh.

"This old man was still wandering all over the continent back then and did not pay much attention.

However, I heard that the ranking tournament that year was exceptionally brutal.

The structure of the Upper Three Sects and Lower Four Sects was almost completely established in that battle.

Wuhun Hall actually sent Male Lion Douluo to serve as a judge."

Chen Xin's expression turned cold as he stared at the figures gradually emerging on the Ranking Screen.

"I was in closed-door seclusion at the time and did not witness it personally.

But I heard my father mention that someone had tried to challenge Wuhun Hall's authority during that battle, only to have his martial soul shattered with a single palm strike from a Title Douluo engulfed in blazing flames.

It now seemed certain that the one who acted was Male Lion Douluo."

Shrek Academy.

Yu Xiaogang stared at the subtitles on the Ranking Screen, the fervor in his eyes growing even stronger as he urgently said to Tang San:

"Xiao San, watch carefully!

This is precious footage from sixty years ago!

At that time, geniuses emerged one after another in the soul master world, and the ultimate techniques of every great sect clashed without reservation.

Wuhun Hall could serve as the judge only because of its absolute strength.

Look, that is what Male Lion Douluo looked like in those days!"