Chapter 36:The stunningly beautiful goddess Bibi Dong shocks the entire audience.
The seven members of the Yu Clan quickly ascended the first arena. All seven were strong men, yet incredibly tall, not at all like sixteen or seventeen-year-olds. They were all clad in sturdy iron armor, and their imposing presence was overwhelming.
Lin Fan knew that the Yu Clan's martial soul was the Plate Armored Rhinoceros, one of the most powerful defensive martial souls in the entire Douluo Continent. These seven were clearly all Plate Armored Rhinoceros martial souls. For the Yu Clan, pairing them with control or support skills wouldn't weaken their team; they aimed to maximize the Rhinoceros martial soul's greatest advantage, forming an absolute defense as a unified force.
"The Yu Clan members have all taken the stage. Where are the members sent by the Spirit Hall? Everyone, do you think the Spirit Hall will send its strongest Holy Maiden this year to challenge the single-winner from the preliminary rounds?"
The young lady on the floating platform began speaking into the microphone. Her words further excited the disciples of various families already buzzing around the stands.
Before last year, it was unheard of for a single person to challenge a seven-person team in the preliminary rounds. Powerful sects, to conceal their strength, would typically send two or three members to fight in the preliminary rounds, while conserving their resources.
Sending only one person to fight against an entire seven-person team on a life-or-death arena was not only extremely reckless but also incredibly dangerous. Once the arena closes, no one can enter to rescue the person. Most sects wouldn't risk their disciples' lives like that.
However, the Spirit Hall, to prove its strength, had frequently sent a single person to fight in the preliminary rounds for several years. But before last year, the Spirit Hall hadn't succeeded either; their disciples would often fail against strong teams. They would then temporarily increase their numbers, and losing one or two matches in the preliminary rounds wouldn't affect their advancement.
Only last year did things change. First, there was the Holy Maiden Bibi Dong, who achieved seven consecutive wins and entered the finals. Then, Tang Huo'er of the Clear Sky Sect also achieved six consecutive wins and entered the finals. These two have become idols for many young disciples of the time.
At this moment, Bibi Dong, who had descended from the VIP seats, finally stepped onto the arena.
She wore neither a crown nor a scepter. Dressed in a silver gauze gown, with beautiful long hair, a delicate face, and deep eyes, she possessed not an aloof air, but rather a youthful grace and liveliness.
With her flowing hair and girlish beauty, she was a true goddess, several times more beautiful than Ning Rongrong or Zhu Zhuqing from the anime.
Dazzling and captivating, she drew cheers from the entire audience.
But Bibi Dong remained expressionless, walking step by step onto the arena, cold as ice. The fervent gazes, cheers, and applause from the surrounding stands seemed to have vanished.
Watching Bibi Dong walk onto the arena, Tang Huo'er's expression also gradually turned cold. Her previous ease and casualness vanished instantly. She pursed her lips and said seriously...
"Very good, Bibi Dong. In this competition, the only opponent who can make me go all out is you. Your continued participation makes my year of hard training worthwhile..."
Looking at the cheering crowd around him, Lin Fan felt a surge of joy.
He couldn't believe that before his wife became Pope, she had such a glorious side, becoming the goddess in the hearts of so many Soul Master disciples. But what's the use of your admiration? You can't have her; you can only watch from afar and dream about her.
But I, Lin Fan, have her! And soon, she will give me a daughter as beautiful as her...
Seeing a smile gradually appear on Lin Fan's lips, Tang Huo'er suddenly looked at him coldly and slapped his leg.
"What the hell, Senior Sister, what are you doing..." Although Tang Huo'er didn't use any Soul Power, the slap almost broke Lin Fan's leg. He immediately snapped back to reality, and the slightly unpleasant smile on his lips vanished instantly.
Right, what time is it now? Why am I daydreaming at a time like this?
Tang Huo'er stared at her and said, "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a girl before? A saintess has mesmerized you like that. Is she really that beautiful?" "She is beautiful... uh..." Lin Fan hadn't finished speaking when he met Tang Huo'er's cold gaze and immediately shut up, turning his gaze elsewhere.
"Hmph, is she as good-looking as me? Does she have as long legs as me..."
Tang Huo'er seemed to have really started comparing beauty with Bibi Dong. Lin Fan quickly shut up and didn't say a word. Speaking carelessly at this time would be a death sentence.
But in Lin Fan's mind, he still made a comparison. Bibi Dong's legs were indeed not as long as Tang Huo'er's, but Bibi Dong's figure was also exceptionally good. She was over 1.7 meters tall, only slightly shorter than Lin Fan, which was the height of a modern goddess.
Tang Huo'er's words were a bit too much. However, both girls had their own merits, but in Lin Fan's mind, Bibi Dong was still more beautiful.
"The members of the Spirit Hall have entered the arena. Both sides are ready. The arena is now sealed off..."
The hostess's voice came again, and Lin Fan quickly focused on watching Bibi Dong's match. Seeing Bibi Dong's icy demeanor, he felt a pang of heartache.
Bibi Dong definitely didn't know he was there. He was only in his thirties; normally, he wouldn't even have the qualifications to watch a match at the Clear Sky Sect.
That's why Bibi Dong was so cold and sorrowful. She was being used by the Spirit Hall, and surrounded by a sea of people, she had no friends or family.
Thinking of this, Lin Fan's eyes reddened slightly. Before becoming Pope, Bibi Dong had endured so much hardship, constantly suffering loneliness and pressure. She deeply understood the bitterness of being a Holy Maiden, which is why she was so kind to her disciple, Hu Liena.
Bibi Dong's strength should be enough to fight the Yu Clan, right?
Lin Fan suddenly began to worry about Bibi Dong. He wasn't like those heartless people in the Spirit Hall who would send her alone to fight the entire Yu Clan just to establish the Spirit Hall's authority.
If Bibi Dong were truly in danger, Lin Fan would rush to her rescue without hesitation.
"That golden restriction could stop the Ruthless Charge, but it shouldn't be able to stop Flash."
Lin Fan knew his Flash could pass through any obstacle, and since it wasn't a soul skill, it should be able to get through. Seeing Qian Xunji sitting unharmed on the VIP platform, Lin Fan couldn't help but grit his teeth.
"Besides Bibi Dong, there's not a single good person in the Spirit Hall. That bastard Qian Xunji, one day I'll tear you to pieces!"
On the arena, the seven members of the Yu Clan immediately released their spirits, various colored soul rings appearing on their bodies.
Five Soul Masters and two Soul Venerables—this lineup was already quite powerful.
"Second Soul Skill, Rhinoceros Armor..."
The seven simultaneously released their second soul skills, thick gray armor condensing on their bodies. Combined with their iron armor, their defensive power was truly astonishing.
The seven immediately stood back-to-back, forming what they called absolute defense.
The captain of the Yu Clan then spoke.
"Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, it's a bit unfair of us to have seven against one, but you are so powerful that we have no choice but to do so. We apologize for the inconvenience."
"Enough nonsense. If you want to live, get off the stage now..."
Bibi Dong remained expressionless, her voice icy cold. She had undergone brutal training at the Spirit Hall since childhood, and she wasn't afraid to kill. However, in this elite competition, she didn't want to become a tool for the Spirit Hall to kill. If the Yu Clan left the stage now, it wouldn't be considered disobeying orders.
Six spirit rings gradually appeared on her body:
yellow, purple, purple, purple, black, black.
"What... a... a Spirit... a Spirit Emperor?" The seven members of the Yu Clan all showed expressions of shock.
On the VIP platform, Tang Xiao, the Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect, was also immediately extremely shocked.
A Spirit Emperor, an eighteen-year-old Spirit Emperor—there shouldn't be another like her on the continent. In just one year, she had actually become a Spirit Emperor and successfully absorbed her sixth spirit ring.
This... was only her first spirit.
Tang Hao calmly replied, "Yi Ran told me that this Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall has become a Soul Emperor, but in order not to affect the morale of the Clear Sky Team, I haven't told Huo'er."
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