Sun Chuantao vs. Huo Wu
Bibi Dong, Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, Ning Fengzhi, Yu Yuanzhen, Sword Douluo, Su Liuchuan, Manjusaka, Bai Cangyue...
There is also Bai Ranmo's Titled Douluo, Clone Feng Wanli, Martial Soul is the Godwind Sky Tiger. He is Feng Xiaotian's master and his title is Divine Wind.
A group of Titled Douluo stood on Pope Mountain, and Toji was invited, but Toji went to gamble at the Casino in Spirit City and didn't come at all.
Bibi Dong felt ignored and glared at Bai Ranmo with great displeasure, but there was nothing she could do.
This brat has practically become Qian Daoliu's most prized possession. If you touch a single hair on his head, Qian Daoliu will come over in a rage and beat him up again.
After being severely disfigured in the last beating, it took her two months to use her Soul Power to restore her face. She didn't want to be beaten again.
After Bai Ranmo finished speaking, Bibi Dong's face darkened, and she didn't even bother to give a speech at the opening ceremony.
But as the saying goes, if you won't do it, plenty of others will!
Golden Crocodile Douluo stood up. "I am the Second Worship the Spirit Hall, Golden Crocodile Douluo. This is the first Genius Soul Master Tournament in the Douluo Continent! You are all the chosen ones of this era, and I believe you can win your own glory..."
At this point, Golden Crocodile Douluo paused for a moment before waving his hand magnanimously. "No need for further words. The top ten on the continent this time can choose any Soul Bone under 50,000 years old from the Spirit Hall's treasury!"
In short, everyone got excited.
Although they already knew this news, countless people still breathed heavily when they heard the Second Worship the Spirit Hall say it in person.
The arrogant and self-important chosen ones were eager to try their luck, vowing to bring back a ten- Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone.
"But everyone, please remember that the top 10 in this competition is not just based on points. If you are very strong but failed to accumulate points due to unforeseen circumstances, you can appeal to the Spirit Hall. The Spirit Hall will comprehensively evaluate your past arena performance and Soul Power Level, and give you a chance to challenge for a spot in the top 10!"
"That's all I have to say. My fellow prodigies in the Soul Master World, use all your strength—" Golden Crocodile Douluo paused, thinking of Bai Ranmo, his granddaughter, Qian Renxue, Zhao Yunxiao, and his disciple, and a smile appeared on his lips.
"Do your best to catch up with the bottom five! The glory of the top five will surely remain in the Spirit Hall!"
Arrogant!
The younger Soul Master were buzzing with discussion, but the older Soul Master dared not speak, and even glared at their juniors.
Only the older Soul Master of these great families knew just how terrifying this Second Worship was—a level 98 Super Douluo with a top-tier Beast Martial Soul surpassing even the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon!
Bai Ranmo's words were arrogant, but when Golden Crocodile Douluo said them, it was out of confidence!
"I hereby declare!" Golden Crocodile Douluo solemnly announced, "The first Soul Master Genius Tournament of the Douluo Continent shall now begin!"
"Ooh ooh ooh!"
Arena 1.
"All the geniuses on the entire continent are such cowards who bully the weak and fear the strong!" Sun Chuantao shook his head with a disappointed look. "I truly feel that the resources your family has invested in you are a waste."
Immediately, some people couldn't sit still. At nine years old, they were in the transitional period between childhood and adolescence. A simple word could easily provoke some people to disagree.
Because of Bai Ranmo, many people came to Arena No. 1, where 9-year-olds gathered. A woman with short, fiery red hair jumped onto the stage.
"Huo Wu, Martial Soul Hokage, Level 32 Control System Battle Soul Elder. You are younger than me, so according to the rules, I should suppress my Soul Power. I was only Level 18 when I was 9 years old." As she spoke, Huo Wu voluntarily suppressed her cultivation.
Behind her, a phantom figure that looked remarkably similar to Huo Wu appeared.
Flame enveloped her entire body, and three Soul Ring appeared beneath her feet: two yellow and one purple. However, the second and Third Soul Ring were very dim in color.
"I didn't expect that not all the forces outside the Spirit Hall are cowards!" Sun Chuantao chuckled.
The Red Cardinal in charge of the proceedings coughed and asked the two, "Are you two ready for battle?"
"Yes." Huo Wu replied solemnly.
"Hmph." Sun Chuantao's tone was casual, as if he didn't take the person in front of him seriously at all. This was something he learned from Bai Ranmo.
"You have one minute to summon your Martial Soul and warm up! I will not give you a prompt after one minute. The countdown begins!" The Red Cardinal nodded slightly and said loudly. Then, seven Soul Ring appeared beneath his feet, and a pair of wings grew from his back as he flew in mid-air to observe.
There were also three Soul Emperor nearby, who could intervene at any time if the contestant's life was in danger.
One minute passed.
The two figures moved simultaneously.
"First Soul Skill, Flying Flame Meteor!"
Several blazing Fireball appeared around Huo Wu and attacked Sun Chuantao.
Sun Chuantao didn't use his Soul Skill. Instead, he casually swung the Ring Greatblade in his hand, and the Fireball that attacked him were easily dispelled as if a hot knife had hit butter.
"How is this possible?" Huo Wu was surprised, but as proud as she was, she naturally wouldn't be afraid.
The level difference was too great. Since the Soul Skill was useless, she would try to suppress him with close combat. After all, she was 5 years older than Sun Chuantao and believed that she would definitely have the advantage in Taijutsu.
Huo Wu was unaware that Sun Chuantao, as a disciple of the Golden Crocodile Douluo, usually underwent grueling physical training.
Although Golden Crocodile Douluo didn't teach about Tool Martial Soul, haven't you seen pigs run even if you haven't eaten pork? For Tool Martial Soul, especially heavy Tool Martial Soul like the Ring Greatblade, which is similar to the Clear Sky Hammer, body tempering is an essential part of cultivation.
In terms of Taijutsu alone, even Soul Elder would probably be beaten by Sun Chuantao.
Huo Wu used her First Soul Skill again, attempting to obstruct Sun Chuantao's vision.
"It's no use," Sun Chuantao yawned.
He even deliberately threw his Ring Greatblade, letting it Ring Greatblade through the air to shatter the Fireball flying towards him.
"Arrogant!" Huo Wu clenched her fist and slammed it towards Sun Chuantao's face.
Sun Chuantao neither dodged nor evaded; the guidance of the Golden Crocodile Douluo was still vivid in his mind.
"When you are in close combat with an enemy and they attack you, you cannot retreat while dodging or blocking. If you retreat, you will be put on the defensive!"
Sun Chuantao nimbly dodged the punch, then clenched his fist and slammed it towards Huo Wu's abdomen.
Unable to use her Third Soul Skill to Repelling Fire Ring, Huo Wu was sent flying by this punch.
As Huo Wu tried to get up, she suddenly felt a chill on her neck. She touched her neck blankly and found a trickle of blood.
The Ring Greatblade swept towards them at incredible speed; if Sun Chuantao wanted, Huo Wu would have been dead already.
"I lost." Huo Wu was quite unwilling to accept it. Although she had expected it, she still left the stage somewhat resentfully.
"Huo Wu..." Below the stage, Feng Xiaotian instinctively wanted to comfort Huo Wu, but suddenly stopped in his tracks.
At this time, you shouldn't take the initiative to comfort them; instead, you should put on an arrogant attitude. Nobody likes a sycophant!
At the same time, Feng Xiaotian also felt a sharp gaze coming from the Pope Mountain.
It was his master Divine Wind Douluo Feng Wanli.
Feng Xiaotian still finds it hard to believe that he has a master. Two years ago, a man barged into the Godwind Academy, grabbed him, and asked if he would like to be his disciple...