Lin Chen neither dodged nor retreated. With a great sweep of his hand, the white soul sword behind him split into three, forming a complete barrier in front of him:
"Second Soul Skill, Sword Mound!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A shockwave of Soul Power surged outward. If not for the many powerful experts present, that shockwave alone could have injured a Soul Grandmaster.
Three breaths later, everyone present caught their breath. Lin Chen stood unharmed in the center of the hall, the three soul swords standing before him like mountains.
"Th-this... how is that possible?!" Yu Tianxin froze on the spot when he saw Lin Chen easily block his strongest attack. A chill immediately rose behind him.
What kind of monster had I challenged?
Lin Chen gently clenched his hand toward him. The white soul sword behind him instantly split into two, then four, then eight...
"Third Soul Skill, Sword Shadow!"
The terrifying soul swords were gathering. Yu Yuanzhen, standing at the side of the hall, could no longer stand by. He had underestimated Lin Chen's strength. Today, before the forces of the entire continent, he had failed to make Spirit Hall lose face and had instead picked up a rock only to drop it on his own foot.
"Stop! We admit defeat!"
"Hmph!" Lin Chen snorted coldly, ignoring him entirely. The soul swords in front of him continued to multiply...
Yu Yuanzhen's expression hardened, and a terrifying wave of Soul Power poured from him. He intended to intervene by force in the fight between the two.
"How dare you!"
At that moment, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo acted almost simultaneously. Combining their strength, they forced his Soul Power straight back.
Ghost Douluo shouted in a low voice, "You fight when you want and stop when you want. Do you really think the elders of Spirit Hall don't exist?!"
At the head of the hall.
Bibi Dong sat with her legs crossed, her delicate hand supporting her chin as she watched Lin Chen with great interest. As for everyone else in the hall, she simply ignored them, and someone like Yu Yuanzhen was even further beneath her notice.
When Yu Tianxin saw Lin Chen's sharp sword light, his expression changed drastically. But the pride in his heart kept him from lowering himself to admit defeat, so he tried to withstand it with his third Soul Skill.
Lin Chen sneered. "Die!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Dozens of streaks of white sword light struck Yu Tianxin viciously. His third Soul Skill was torn apart by the third strike, and he could only take the soul swords that followed with his head and body.
"Ahhh... pfft..."
Yu Tianxin let out a miserable scream and spat out a mouthful of blood before collapsing to the ground. Yu Tianheng hurried forward to support him.
"Holy shit, is that really the same good-for-nothing Lin Chen from back then?!"
"Shh, shh... what good-for-nothing? He's His Holiness the Pope's husband now, the sovereign of Spirit Hall!"
If you were only handsome but weak, your good looks were of no use at all. If you were strong, highly talented, and handsome, that was flowers embroidered upon brocade!
What was more, judging by Lin Chen's current talent, he could be said to have no equal before or after him.
There were no small number of young women and mature beauties present. The Antelope Sect, Sparrow Bee Sect, and Plant Academy in particular were made up entirely of women. Never mind the ordinary disciples-even their sect masters and academy head felt their hearts secretly stir as they watched him. These senior figures had many reservations and dared not express themselves freely, but the disciples they had brought with them had no such concerns.
"Waaah... Young Master Lin Chen is so handsome~"
"Yes! He's handsome and strong!"
One went even further and said outright, "Brother Lin Chen, I want to have your monkeys!"
Hearing the women screaming around him, Lin Chen felt a surge of excitement. In his previous life, he had been nothing more than an ordinary student, with no looks, no connections, and no money. He had never experienced anything like this.
At one side of the hall.
A stunning young woman dressed in a platinum-colored leather skirt and leather pants stared at him in a slight daze, a great curiosity about him arising in her heart.
She was a woman who cared an extreme amount about looks, and she had no resistance whatsoever to men who were both powerful and handsome...
However, she was also a woman who would stay faithful to one man to the end!
"Nana, what's wrong?" Yan, dressed in red armor beside her, asked.
Only then did Hu Liena wake as if from a dream. He's my teacher's husband. What am I thinking? A blush crept onto her pretty face, and she hurriedly explained, "It's nothing..."
Crack, crack...
Seeing her expression, Yan clenched his fists in anger, a trace of jealousy and resentment flashing in his eyes. What's so good about this good-for-nothing? He's only a hundred million points more handsome than me, yet not only is His Holiness the Pope marrying beneath her station to wed him, even Nana seems to...
Lin Chen, who was enjoying the women's admiration, naturally noticed plenty of envious and jealous looks as well, but he paid them no mind.
Before long, Lin Chen suddenly felt a chill behind him. At the head of the hall, the aloof beauty dressed in red was staring at him with a faint, ambiguous smile.
"Uh, haha..." Lin Chen rubbed his nose and hurriedly said to the fervent female "fans" around him, "Keep it down, keep it down. We can talk about having monkeys later, later~"
The fervor on Spirit Hall's side stood in stark contrast to the desolation on the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's side. If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Heaven Dou Empire had not been so close to them, even those two parties would not have wanted to involve themselves.
Why couldn't you just attend the wedding properly? What was the point of stirring up all this trouble?
Yu Tianheng said in a trembling voice, "Grandfather, Cousin's meridians have all been severed, and all five of his internal organs are damaged. Even if he survives, he'll be crippled..."
The corner of Yu Yuanzhen's mouth twitched, and he shouted, "This was a sparring match! Didn't Spirit Hall go too far?!"
Yang Qingwu snorted coldly. "Clan Master Yu, you were the one who said injuries and disabilities wouldn't count just now. Why are you blaming Spirit Hall for them now?"
"Exactly. Or can the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan not afford to lose?" Huyan Zhen sneered.
"You...!" Yu Yuanzhen's face was filled with rage, Soul Power surging around him. But when he saw Bibi Dong seated at the very top, he gradually regained his senses. He then turned and left, his face ashen. "Let's go!"
As they watched the departing figures, Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo looked toward Bibi Dong. She paid them no attention, and the two immediately understood.
They had followed Bibi Dong for years, and a single expression from her was enough for them to grasp her meaning.
This was the time of her grand wedding, with forces from across the continent gathered here, so it was not a suitable time to act. Even if Yu Yuanzhen had to die, he could not be allowed to die in Spirit Hall. He had to die in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
That way, Spirit Hall would bear the infamy of being overbearing and tyrannical.
What she wanted was not to rule the Douluo Continent by force, but to control the Douluo Continent!
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for soundly defeating the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan before the assembled forces and becoming a qualified major villain. You have received 50,000 Villain Value.]
Lin Chen was momentarily stunned, then cursed inwardly, Damn system, I'm not a major villain. I'm an upright gentleman!
"Little Brother Lin Chen, you're so handsome! I want to be your concubine!~"
Hm?
"Young lady over there, don't get too excited. Your shoulder strap has come loose..."
Lin Chen offered the reminder with utmost sincerity.