Chapter 224: Someone actually dares to attack Qian Renxue in Spirit Hall?
"Boom—"
With a world-shaking explosion, the five-layered barrier, known for absolute defense of the same rank, shattered bit by bit like glass under the bombardment of light waves!
The violent shockwave swept across the entire arena. The seven members of the Elephant Armored team were blown out of the arena boundaries like kites with broken strings.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
The seven giant brutes crashed miserably onto the open ground below the stage, limbs splayed and bodies charred black.
The cuticles they were so proud of were blasted into a bloody mess. They were barely breathing, losing all combat capability on the spot and falling into deep comas.
"Hiss—"
The entire Great Soul Fighting Arena fell into a deathly silence, followed by a sudden burst of gasps and a sky-shaking clamor.
"Is... is this the true strength of the Royal Fighting Team?! It's simply terrifying!"
"A crushing defeat! This is an undisputed dimensional strike! Heaven bless my Heaven Dou Empire!"
"After so many years, my Heaven Dou Empire finally has a chance to take the crown in the Soul Master Tournament!"
In the audience, especially the nobles and Soul Masters of the Heaven Dou Empire camp, everyone was flushed with excitement, wishing they could straighten their backs until they snapped to show their sense of belonging. Turning to look at the frustrated expressions of the Star Luo Empire delegation, who looked like they had swallowed dead flies, the Heaven Dou audience felt incredibly refreshed!
However, in the VIP seats, Elephant Armored Academy Sect Master Hu Yan Zhen saw his Son Hu Yan Li and a group of Core Disciples beaten into such a miserable state, and his eyes instantly turned red with rage.
"Damn Royal Fighting Team! You've gone too far!"
In the dictionary of the Elephant Armored Academy, backed by the great tree of Pope Bibi Dong, they were always the ones bullying others! Even though he knew the Royal Fighting Team's talent was that of a Prodigy, the opponent's ruthless strikes were a complete slap in the face to Hu Yan Zhen before the whole world!
"Arrogant brat!"
A deafening roar suddenly exploded.
A giant Diamond Mammoth phantom instantly possessed him. Eight Soul Rings emerged beneath Hu Yan Zhen's feet, and the violent pressure of a Soul Douluo directly locked onto the arena!
He was a brute who bullied the weak and feared the strong. Fearing Jiang Li and the Titled Douluo of the Tang Sect below the stage, he naturally didn't dare to directly attack Tang San and the others.
However, that arrogant blonde girl who was the last substitute to release the light waves—he heard she was merely an adopted sister of the Heaven Dou Crown Prince. Did Hu Yan Zhen really not dare to easily suppress this girl with no background to vent his anger?
This move immediately caused Bibi Dong, who was observing in secret, to break out in a cold sweat!
The Pope, who was still sulking at her rebellious daughter Qian Renxue, now watched Hu Yan Zhen's suicidal actions. The veins on her forehead throbbed wildly: How did this brainless fool dare!
Yue Guan and Gui Mei, who were responsible for maintaining order, were even more scared out of their wits, feeling as if the sky was about to fall!
On Spirit City's turf, a lackey under Bibi Dong actually dared to make a lethal move against the most orthodox Young Lord of Spirit Hall?
If the extremely protective Old freaks in the Hall of Worship found out, it was unknown if Hu Yan Zhen would die, but the two of them would surely be purged by those lords in the Hall of Worship!
Quite different from their terror, Yu Xiaogang, who had been heavily provoked by the Tang Sect's combat power, now watched Hu Yan Zhen go berserk. A distorted, ecstatic smile uncontrollably formed on his stiff old face.
"Fight! It's better if they fight! It would be best to slap all those brats to death with one palm!"
"That way, there will be no more obstacles on This Master's path to invincibility!"
At the edge of the arena, time seemed to freeze.
Jiang Li's eyes turned cold, Soul Power flowing at his fingertips, already prepared to step in and protect the girl Qian Renxue.
But at this critical moment!
Boom—
A suffocating azure Soul Power descended upon the arena like a natural disaster!
One second, Hu Yan Zhen was arrogant; the next, he felt as if a ten-thousand-foot glacier was pressing down on his back, and he was brutally pinned to the ground, his large face smashed deep into the dirt of the stone tiles.
"Hu Yan Zhen, do you think your life is too long and you're in a hurry to be reincarnated?"
A cold voice, somewhat cynical yet filled with extreme killing intent, echoed in mid-air. "On the stage of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament, you actually dare to publicly attack a contestant from the Royal Fighting Team?"
"Do you really think the rules of my Spirit Hall are just for show?"
The newcomer was none other than the Fifth Priest of the Hall of Worship, Glowing Feather Douluo!
As the most playful priest in the Hall of Worship, aside from High Priest Qian Daoliu, he was the closest to Qian Renxue.
Before his voice even faded, he gave Hu Yan Zhen no chance to beg for mercy or explain!
Swish—
A Frost Crossbow Bolt wrapped in extreme cold pierced through the sky. With destructive power, it instantly penetrated the Diamond Mammoth defense shield that Hu Yan Zhen was so proud of, killing him on the spot!
Blood and ice shards flew. This clean, instantaneous kill immediately intimidated the tens of thousands of spectators. The vast Great Soul Fighting Arena was silent!
Glowing Feather Douluo held a Frost Longbow, his sharp eyes scanning the entire venue. As he passed Jiang Li's direction, he nodded slightly in a very friendly manner.
Then, his gaze, like an ice pick, locked onto the direction where Bibi Dong was hiding in the shadows.
A bone-chilling transmission exploded directly in Bibi Dong's mind:
"Bibi Dong, I don't care how you behave recklessly in the The Pope's Palace. But Little Xue'er is the Bloodline of Big Brother. If she suffers even a hint of harm in this Spirit City... I will not show mercy!"
After the warning, Glowing Feather Douluo didn't even look at the corpse on the ground. He turned around and vanished elegantly into a flurry of ice crystals.
Only after that god of slaughter had completely left did Yue Guan and Gui Mei, their backs soaked in cold sweat, scramble onto the arena.
The two looked at the miserably dead Hu Yan Zhen, swallowed hard, and quickly restored the chaotic order before announcing the result in high-pitched voices:
"This match... Royal Fighting Team, wins!"
As the words fell, the venue erupted once more with unprecedented cheers. Tang San and the others also walked off the stage amidst the praise of the crowd.
This battle had completely established the prestige of their Tang Sect; this honor belonged to all of them.
In the resting area of the Spirit Hall Team, Hu Liena's eyes sparkled with endless light as she looked at Jiang Li and Tang San.
Calm in the face of danger and exceptionally talented—Tang San was truly the prince charming in her heart.
But the even more elegant and refined Jiang Li made her heart flutter even more.
'Sigh, if only I had a Clone Soul Skill. Between This Master and disciple, I really don't want to miss out on either one!"