Beat Huyan Zhen to a Pulp Without Using a Martial Soul
Upon hearing this, Huyan Zhen immediately tensed up. If the other party really was Super Douluo, then things would be troublesome.
"Then how can we appease His Your Excellency's anger?" Huyan Zhen asked.
Ling Han smiled and said, "It's simple. I won't use my Martial Soul. Just defend yourself. If you can hold out against me for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, I'll let you go."
Huyan Zhen a sigh of relief upon hearing this.
If you just defend yourself and the opponent doesn't use their Martial Soul, it shouldn't be too difficult.
Huyan Zhen was quite confident in his defensive capabilities.
He could never imagine how terrifying Ling Han's strength was; even without his Martial Soul, he was someone he couldn't withstand.
Ling Han's move was undoubtedly an attempt to emulate Tang Hao from the original story and try beating people up without using his Martial Soul.
"Very well, Your Excellency move!" Huyan Zhen readjusted his stance, his entire body covered in Diamond Armor.
Ling Han smiled, and in a flash, he appeared in front of Huyan Zhen.
Before Huyan Zhen could react, Ling Han threw a simple, unadorned punch.
In desperation, Huyan Zhen had no choice but to cross his arms to defend himself.
"Boom!"
This seemingly ordinary punch actually created a sonic boom.
Huyan Zhen Yanzhen's mountain-like body was sent flying backwards in an instant.
Just as he was about to crash into the audience, Ling Han appeared behind him again.
With another palm strike, Huyan Zhen immediately changed direction and continued flying.
Just as he was about to crash into the audience again, Ling Han kicked him into the air once more.
Huyan Zhen was tossed around like a football, completely powerless to resist.
He could only desperately channel his Soul Power, condensing Diamond Armor on his body in an attempt to offer some defense.
No matter how Huyan Zhen defended, Ling Han's attacks still caused him immense pain, and a bone-chilling cold swept through his entire body.
"This ticket was totally worth it!"
The spectators in the stands roared excitedly.
To witness a Titled Douluo powerhouse brutally beating Soul Douluo powerhouse with their bare body is something that no amount of money can buy.
After all, ordinary people wouldn't be able to get close to a battle of this level under normal circumstances, let alone watch it so vividly.
No one from any of the factions stepped in to stop it.
Anyone with a bit of skill can see that the gap between Ling Han and Huyan Zhen is like an insurmountable chasm.
It should be noted that Huyan Zhen was already a powerhouse close to the level of Titled Douluo.
If we only consider the defensive capabilities of the Diamond Mammoth, Huyan Zhen is even comparable to an ordinary Titled Douluo.
Even with its defenses at full power, this being couldn't withstand Ling Han's physical attacks.
This allows us to deduce just how terrifying Ling Han is.
He is definitely not just an ordinary Titled Douluo; he must be a powerhouse at the Super Douluo level.
The forces present weren't stupid; there was no need for them to provoke a Super Douluo for the sake of a Soul Douluo.
After all, the price of provoking a Super Douluo is not just provoking one person, but could very well involve an entire force.
Xue Qinghe looked at Ling Han's spirited demeanor on the stage and couldn't help but chuckle to himself.
The time it takes for an incense stick to burn quickly passed, and the moment the incense burned out, Ling Han stopped his attack.
Huyan Zhen finally fell back to the ground from the air.
At this moment, this dignified sect leader had been beaten black and blue by Ling Han, his face unrecognizable.
He suffered multiple fractures throughout his body and was on the verge of death.
"Take him and get out of here," Ling Han said coldly to Huyan Li.
Huyan Li loudly and quickly carried Huyan Zhen away with several other teammates.
Watching them leave, Ling Han looked at the referee. "Can we announce the result now?"
The referee quickly nodded and announced the result, "Match over, Imperial Fighting Team wins!"
A deafening roar of cheers erupted from the stands.
Soul Emperor's disciple, Titled Douluo's teacher—this combination is simply too cool!
"Let's go, Xiao San."
Ling Han led Tang San off the Arena and left the competition venue.
After today, the Imperial Fighting Team became famous overnight, and their reputation instantly surpassed that of the Skywater Academy Team, which had Soul King in its ranks.
After all, the Imperial Fighting Team has Soul Emperor at its helm and a Titled Douluo as its teacher; this lineup is simply too luxurious.
Spirit City, Spirit Hall.
"Your His Holiness the Pope, Salas requests an audience."
Inside the main hall, Yue Guan spoke to Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong nodded and said, "Let him in."
Salas quickly walked in.
"Greetings, Your His Holiness the Pope!" Salas said respectfully.
No need for formalities. What brings you here?
Salas gathered his thoughts and then told Bibi Dong about the appearance of Soul Emperor in the Imperial Fighting Team and Ling Han.
Soul Emperor who's not even fifteen years old? How is that possible?
Even the usually composed Bibi Dong was taken aback upon hearing this news.
Soul Emperor at less than fifteen years old—could you find another talent like that on the entire continent?
"If such a genius cannot be used by my Spirit Hall, then kill him," Bibi Dong said coldly.
Geniuses are often killed before they can fully develop.
What Bibi Dong was even more concerned about was the leader of the Imperial Fighting Team, the Ice Emperor Douluo, Ling Han.
"This Ling Han, he broke through to the Titled Douluo and didn't even report to my Spirit Hall! He simply doesn't respect my Spirit Hall at all!"
A hint of anger flashed across Bibi Dong's face.
She had already begun planning the assassination in the Gorge from the original story.
After briefly explaining her plan to Yue Guan and Gui Mei, Bibi Dong instructed, "Since Ling Han doesn't take our Spirit Hall seriously, we don't need to be polite. Yue Guan and Gui Mei, you two take two elders and two teams of elites to ambush them on the route to the finals. If Tang San and Ling Han refuse, kill them directly!"
The Yue Guan and Gui Mei exchanged a glance and nodded in unison to accept the order.
Leaving the Spirit Hall, Yue Guan couldn't help but sneer, "Bibi Dong certainly didn't expect that Ling Han's strength is beyond what four Titled Douluo can handle, especially since Old Ghost and I have already secretly submitted to Ling Han."
The petals of the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum that Ling Han gave me last time successfully helped Yue Guan advance his cultivation level further, allowing him to reach the threshold of level ninety-six.
This made Yue Guan feel extremely favorably toward this new leader.
Thanks to the gift Lin Han prepared, Gui Mei Mei's cultivation level improved, and like Yue Guan, he reached the threshold of level ninety-six.
Therefore, when the time comes to act, the two of them will certainly not genuinely intend to deal with Ling Han.
Even four Titled Douluo couldn't defeat Lin Han, let alone two of them who weren't truly committed to the fight.
Therefore, Yue Guan and Gui Mei were already able to foresee the outcome of this operation.
After all, they had worked for Bibi Dong for so many years, working hard without complaint, yet they hadn't received the rewards they deserved. Ling Han, on the other hand, had given them such a generous "greeting gift" for recruiting them. The two of them naturally understood which was more important.
Given Ling Han's strength, Yue Guan and Gui Mei have no need to worry about being retaliated against by Bibi Dong after siding with Ling Han.
Now they are just waiting for Ling Han's notification, and the two brothers will immediately switch sides and side with Ling Han.