Bai Ranmo: I Mean Everyone Here Is Trash!

With over 6 million Emotion Points accumulated, Bai Ranmo certainly didn't intend to save them for the lottery. He planned to pull off a big operation. His short-term goal was to arrange an ordinary person's Clone in every city of the Douluo Continent, and then use Infinite Points Card to create a god-like Clone in front of everyone on the continent. It didn't necessarily have to be Clone; it could be an illusion. As long as it could deceive Limit Douluo, then it would be real.

Then they'll go on a rampage, collecting Emotion Points, hehehe...

But that's a matter for later. Right now, this continent-wide Genius Soul Master Tournament is a good opportunity to reap Emotion Points.

We can also take this opportunity to make things difficult for Gangzi in front of Er Bidong and the whole continent, so that we can squeeze out more Emotion Points, hehe...

The Titled Douluo of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda shocked the entire Spirit City. All the major forces tried to investigate, but Ning Fengzhi always smiled and laughed in response to everyone's probing. No one could guess what he was thinking.

Finally, the Genius Soul Master Tournament has officially begun!

Through a special Projection Soul Tool, countless spectators who couldn't enter the arena peered at the Screen, their eyes filled with longing as they watched the genius Soul Master. The girls dressed up in flamboyant attire, while some Xiao Bai displayed a delicate demeanor, hoping to catch the eye of these genius Soul Master and achieve great success in the future!

Gangzi was followed by Tang San and Flender, while Ma Hongjun continued to look around for beautiful women.

"Teacher, Ranbai has already reached Level 37. Do you think other geniuses might have also reached the Soul Elder level? With my Talent... can I really make it into the top 10?" Tang San looked at the Soul Master around him, his expression unusually tense.

"Don't worry, Xiao San!" Gangzi puffed out his chest, looking confident. "I told you long ago, Ranbai's ability to increase his strength so quickly is definitely because he absorbed a lot of Soul Bone. Although this can quickly increase his level, it also limits his future."

"It's a pity that even though His Excellency the Tyrant is Titled Douluo, it would probably be difficult for him to obtain six Soul Bones that are over ten thousand years old. He has wasted Ranbai's Talent. If he had stayed by my side to learn back then, alas..." As he spoke, Gangzi put on an air of being nothing special as a Titled Douluo.

Tang San's lips twitched slightly. He wanted to tell Gangzi "Ranbai ate Immortal Herb," but after thinking about it, he decided to keep quiet.

"Alright, Xiao San and Hongjun, you two are contestants. Currently, only contestants can enter the arena. The Spirit Hall has divided Soul Master aged 9 to 20 into 12 arenas. You can choose to challenge your peers, or you can choose to go to the arenas for higher age groups and issue a challenge!"

"Yes, I understand, teacher." Tang San nodded and led Ma Hongjun into the 9-year-old's arena.

Twelve arenas surround the Pope Hall in the center of Spirit City. Several Titled Douluo- level powerhouses stand atop the Pope Hall, able to clearly see the battle situation on each arena.

The arena uses a points system, but Bai Ranmo didn't even look at the specifics. He only knew that if he fought someone younger and weaker than himself, he would get fewer points, and vice versa.

In this Genius Tournament, as long as you don't kill them, you can fight however you want.

Even if seriously injured, it's the same, because for this competition, the Spirit Hall specially invited Ye Renxin, the owner of the Nine Heart Begonia, an 87th-level Healing System Soul Douluo, and the Divine Doctor, and also invited Su Liuchuan, a 94th-level Nine Treasure Douluo, to provide auxiliary treatment, so there is no need to worry about the safety of life.

The points system implemented in this Genius Tournament gave Bai Ranmo a feeling of Culling Game.

It's a pity that killing the Culling Game makes it difficult to obtain a lot of Emotion Points, otherwise Bai Ranmo would really like to suggest a competition in the form of a desperate return journey.

As the Saint Son of the Spirit Hall, Bai Ranmo, holding Amplification Transmitter, stood atop Pope Mountain. Before Pope Er Bidong could even speak, he loudly proclaimed:

"I am Bai Ranmo, the Saint Son of the Spirit Hall. I've looked at the list of people who want to challenge me, and it seems everyone wants to test my skills!"

Bai Ranmo feigned distress and yawned. "You... are you even worthy? Dealing with insects like you is really troublesome!"

Everyone who handed Bai Ranmo the challenge letter. "..."

I can't stand it!

The wildly fluctuating Emotion Points revealed the unease among everyone present.

"Your His Highness the Holy Son!" The Worship Hall even sent Golden Crocodile Douluo as a juror this time. Looking at Bai Ranmo's arrogant appearance, he helplessly offered a reminder.

Even though you're incredibly strong, so strong that even Qian Renxue can't break through the Limitless, don't look down on everyone!

Bai Ranmo seemed to realize what he had said, and patted his white fur in annoyance. "Sorry, sorry, I misspoke..."

Just as the audience was about to utter a few sarcastic remarks, Bai Ranmo revealed his mocking expression again. "I'm not targeting anyone in particular, I'm saying that everyone here, including those who are 20 years old, you so-called 'geniuses'—you're all trash!"

It's exploded! The entire Spirit City has exploded!

"I want to fight him one-on-one!"

"Damn it, so what if you're the Saint Son of the Spirit Hall? I reached the Soul Grandmaster at the age of 12. How dare a 9-year-old child spout such nonsense?"

"He's just a naughty child, why should we get angry with him?"

"Brother, you are absolutely right, but you shouldn't go and challenge the Saint Son yet."

"That won't do."

"..."

Even Tang San was a little annoyed. He couldn't beat Hei Ranbai because Hei Ranbai Immortal Herb. No matter how strong your Spirit Hall Saint Son, he's only a few levels higher than me at most. With my Hidden Weapon, I might be able to take you down!

"So many more ants want to challenge me now?" Bai Ranmo scratched his head in annoyance. "I have a younger brother, nine years old, named Sun Chuantao. If you can't even beat him, don't even think about challenging me!"

Leaving these troublesome matters to his dear younger brother, Bai Ranmo simply tossed aside his Voice Transmission Soul Tool and Teleportation.

Everyone went to find Sun Chuantao.

Actually, there was no need for everyone to look for him; Sun Chuantao was already standing on stage number 1, but at this moment, no one dared to step forward to challenge him.

This was because he had two Soul Ring encircling his feet, one yellow and one purple.

"My name is Sun Chuantao, my Ring Great Blade, I am 9 years old, and I am a level 28 Power Attack System Battle Soul Master! Is there anyone who would like to give me some pointers?"

The audience fell silent.

Ma Hongjun stared blankly at the other person's Second Soul Ring, which was a thousand years old. "Third Brother, didn't Grandmaster say that the limit for the Second Soul Ring was around 700 years? Why is that guy's second spirit ring a thousand years old?"

Tang San was also extremely shocked at this moment. His pupils turned into a strange purple as he stared intently at Sun Chuantao on the stage, considering whether he should go up.

He could easily close the gap of 7 levels with his Mysterious Heaven Skill and Hidden Weapon, but intelligence during the battle was also very important, so he wanted others to go up first to test the opponent's strength.