Chapter 40: Lin Fan, the shameless one, takes all the sons!
Moreover, the Clear Sky Sect and all the major sects and families in the world are present. The Spirit Hall isn't the Demonic Sect, although its actions behind the scenes are no different. Some of the Spirit Hall's evil spirit masters have also joined the Demonic Sect. But on the surface, the Spirit Hall is still the righteous side, a holy land for spirit masters to cultivate, and has made great contributions to the development of the spirit master world. That's why so many spirit masters serve the Spirit Hall.
Lin Fan dared to step onto the arena because he knew Qian Xunji wouldn't dare to attack him on Douhun Mountain. He hadn't done anything yet, nor had he tried to seduce the Holy Maiden Bibi Dong. Even if the Spirit Hall attacked him, the Clear Sky Sect would intervene.
Lin Fan enjoyed the infatuated gazes from the female disciples of various sects on the arena, feeling quite at ease.
His charm far surpassed Tang San's. Tang San relied on his powerful strength to attract many girls. But Lin Fan, just by standing there, with his looks and physique alone, made many girls drool over him. How infuriating!
That Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang was utterly outclassed by Lin Fan; ever since her encounter with Lin Fan, Bibi Dong had never thought of Yu Xiaogang again.
Soon, Lin Fan's opponents, the members of the Nebula Palace, also stepped onto the stage—seven of them.
The seven members of the Nebula Palace were somewhat afraid after stepping onto the stage. They had actually come for Tang Huo'er; they knew that Tang Huo'er never killed her opponents, except for those from the Demonic Sect.
Therefore, even knowing they would be defeated, many of the male disciples still wanted to go up to the stage, just to see her up close.
But now, it was Lin Fan who stepped onto the stage. Lin Fan narrowed his eyes, and his aura suddenly turned icy. The arena wasn't sealed off yet. He slowly walked towards the seven members of the Nebula Palace and said, "You think you can challenge me? Since you're here, don't come down. I came up here to experience the feeling of killing."
The seven members hurriedly retreated. One of the captains looked at Lin Fan fearfully and said, "May I ask, elder brother of the Clear Sky Sect, what is your soul power level...?"
Lin Fan said arrogantly, "Me? Same as my senior sister, level 59. This is my... Clear Sky Axe."
Lin Fan immediately released the Shadow Battle Axe in his hand, and a black ten-thousand-year soul ring flashed on his body. This was the soul ring with the Divine Stroke effect after advancement.
Lin Fan then put away the Shadow Battle Axe, and the black soul ring on his body disappeared.
"What? Level 59? This... a ten-thousand-year soul ring..." The captain of the Nebula Palace knelt down immediately, saying hastily, "Big brother, we're not fighting anymore! Let us leave the arena!"
The arena for the Elite Soul Master Tournament was quite large, and with everyone in the center, running away immediately wouldn't be easy.
The other six team members looked at each other and also knelt down. The highest level among them was only 46; how could they possibly defeat a level 59 Soul King? They had no doubt about Lin Fan's level; after all, the Haotian Team had always been a mysterious force in their eyes.
Moreover, Lin Fan had just displayed his ten-thousand-year soul ring. Although they hadn't seen any other soul rings, their first soul ring couldn't possibly be a ten-thousand-year one, so they completely believed Lin Fan's words.
"Hmm? Not bad. In that case, each of you kowtow to me, and I'll let you go. It would be best if you shouted something, otherwise, I'd like to experience the feeling of slaughter..."
Lin Fan pursed his lips, his eyes cold and bloodthirsty.
"Dad..." The captain, leading the group, immediately knelt down and kowtowed.
The remaining six team members, seeing their captain kneel, also knelt and kowtowed, calling him "Dad" one after another.
At this time, the arena's restrictions were not yet sealed; there were loudspeakers inside that could broadcast the message to the entire arena. This was actually the time for both sides to announce their martial souls and levels. This was a ritual before a normal duel in Douluo Continent, and the duels in the original work were the same—both would announce their martial souls and levels. The loudspeakers were there so that the audience around the arena would know the levels of both participants.
Although the Elite Tournament was quite brutal, it retained this step; the arena was only sealed after the actual battle began.
Unexpectedly, the seven members of the Nebula Palace all knelt down and called him "Dad," and Lin Fan's words were heard by the disciples of various sects in the stands.
"Level 59, wow, that's amazing! Has the Haotian Team produced another genius like Tang Huo'er?"
"So impressive..."
"No wonder he's a strongman who can join the Haotian Team."
Lin Fan wanted to laugh inwardly, but he coldly said, "Alright, you can go now. I'm in a good mood today, but it won't be so easy next time."
"Okay... thank you, big brother, no, thank you, dad..."
The captain quickly kowtowed again, then immediately got up and led his six teammates off the stage. More than calling him "dad," they wanted to save their lives. They knew that in the previous preliminary rounds, a male disciple from the Haotian Sect had appeared alone and smashed five opponents to death with the Haotian Hammer—a bloody and cruel spectacle.
"The match officially begins. Now, the area is sealed off... Hmm? Is it over?"
The young lady on the floating platform only then noticed that the seven members of the Nebula Palace had left the stage.
"Haotian Sect versus Nebula Palace, Haotian Sect wins..."
After the young lady on the floating platform announced, the scene erupted in cheers again. Lin Fan now not only had charm but also a touch of domineering aura.
A smile appeared on Lin Fan's lips. He hadn't originally intended to fight; he just wanted Bibi Dong to see him.
Fighting was exhausting, this was much better—he could just show off and win, plus seven more sons. Hmm, not bad… he won.
"What happened? Is it over already? Why is he lying? He's not level 59!" Tang Huo'er asked, puzzled, looking at Lin Fan with surprise.
"Hahaha, you'll get used to it. This Elite Soul Master Competition doesn't prohibit him from lying about his level. Little Fan is so funny." Liu Erlong laughed.
...
On the VIP stage, watching Lin Fan, Bibi Dong, with her long silver hair, couldn't help but smile. A smile bloomed on her beautiful face. She hadn't smiled in a very long time.
But today, since Lin Fan stepped onto the stage, this was the third time she had smiled from the bottom of her heart.
"He's still the same old him, always doing funny things. If he were by my side, I wouldn't feel lonely."
Looking at Lin Fan on the arena, Bibi Dong felt a longing for happiness, but remembering what was to come, her smile faded.
"I hope you didn't really come for me. Just seeing you is enough for me. Let me handle the rest myself. I only hope you live well. If we're not meant to be in this life, may we meet again in the next..."
Bibi Dong's eyes regained their tranquility.
"A bunch of idiots! This trash is at most level 35, and he can be fooled like that! Kid, I'll see how long you can be so smug..."
Looking at Lin Fan on the arena, Qian Xunji couldn't help but grit his teeth. If it weren't for the rules of Douhun Mountain, he would have torn Lin Fan to pieces long ago.
Meanwhile, in the VIP seats, Tang Xiao, Tang Hao, Tang Yiran, and Tang Yuehua all had different expressions.
"Why did Huo'er let him go up alone? Xiao Fan is just here to make a fool of himself." Tang Yiran pursed her lips, but a smile appeared on her face.
Tang Hao's younger sister, Tang Yuehua, also looked at Lin Fan with admiration. "What an interesting child..."
Just as Lin Fan was about to step off the stage, the young lady on the floating platform suddenly said,
"Wait, Haotian Sect contestant, since it's over before it even started, you can continue to participate in the next match. The next match is Haotian Sect versus Dagou Sect. Please have the contestants from both sides come up to the stage."
"Dog-Beating Sect, what a bizarre name!"
Lin Fan stopped and returned to the center of the arena, saying, "Fine, I'll participate. This time, I'll fight alone."
"Alright then, please invite the Dog-Beating Sect's participants to the stage."
The hostess's pleasant voice rang out around the stands.
Qian Xunji on the VIP platform squinted his eyes, then used his mental transmission technique to tell a guard behind him, "Go tell the Dog-Beating Sect that this Lin Fan is no more than level 35, not a level 59 Soul King at all. If you can kill him, the Spirit Hall will reward you handsomely."
The guard behind Qian Xunji was also a Soul King, and immediately received Qian Xunji's message. He nodded and left the VIP platform.
Lin Fan stood on the stage for a while before seeing the Dog-Beating Sect members enter. These Dog-Beating Sect members dressed much like the Beggar Clan disciples in Lin Fan's previous life memories—ragged and tattered—but not thin. The leaders were all tall, 18-year-old men.
Seven people stood opposite Lin Fan.
Lin Fan coldly smiled and said, "What, dressed in such rags, you dare to challenge this Soul King?"
"Pah..." one of the men immediately pointed at Lin Fan and said, "You're not a Soul King at all, you're just a Soul Venerable who's not even level 35. I can't believe the Clear Sky Sect would send such a piece of trash like you to make a fool of themselves. Our Dog-Beating Sect finally has a chance to defeat the Clear Sky Sect."
Damn it, how did I get exposed? This shouldn't be happening. Who said that?
Lin Fan was a little unhappy. The captain of the Dog-Beating Sect looked at Lin Fan mockingly and said, "If you're so capable, show us your Soul Rings and let us see if you're a Soul King."
"That's right, I'm definitely not."
As Lin Fan spoke, he released his first Martial Soul, the Purple Flame Fire Tiger. Instantly, three Soul Rings appeared on his body.
"What... he's only a Soul Venerable..."
"How could the Haotian Sect let such a weak contestant go on stage..."
"He just lied to his opponent, saying he was a Soul King, and even the people from the Nebula Palace kowtowed to him and called him 'Dad.' He's shameless."
"Exactly, shameless!"
...
For a moment, the shouts of the male disciples all came from around the arena, but the female disciples' love for Lin Fan remained undiminished.
"That's his tactic. He's so clever. He made his opponent leave the stage in disgrace without even lifting a finger."
"So handsome. He must be very young, but he has such a great figure..."
Even another girl from the Ice Phoenix Clan, who possessed the Ice Phoenix Martial Soul, was staring at Lin Fan on the stage with a lovesick expression.
As the captain of the Ice Phoenix Clan, Shui Yue'er's younger sister, Shui Qing'er, suddenly pinched the girl next to her and said, "What are you swooning over? You look like you've never seen a man before. We're in the same group, and we might run into him next time. If he dares to go on stage alone again, I'll definitely teach this liar a lesson."
Facing the voices around the arena, Lin Fan remained completely unmoved, a smile appearing on his lips.
The seven members of the Dog-Beating Sect released their Martial Souls, each wielding a stick—the Dog-Beating Stick.
Simultaneously, their Soul Rings appeared: three Soul Masters and four Soul Venerables.
At that moment, Lin Fan immediately moved, rushing towards the edge of the arena.
"Damn it, he's trying to escape! Let's all attack together and kill him! The Spirit Hall will reward us handsomely..."the Dog-Beating Stick captain shouted, and the seven chased after Lin Fan. Leading the charge were three Soul Masters above level 40.
But Lin Fan suddenly stopped at the edge of the arena. The three Soul Masters raised their sticks and swung them down at Lin Fan.
However, when their sticks reached the edge, they suddenly realized Lin Fan had mysteriously vanished.
"What... Oh no, we can't stop!"
The three Soul Masters were terrified. They knew that once someone fell off the arena, they were eliminated and couldn't return. They quickly stopped, barely managing to halt at the edge of the arena.
"Thank goodness..." the captain breathed a sigh of relief, panting.
"What's so good about it..." Lin Fan's eerie figure had already appeared behind them, his merciless charge sending the three of them flying.
"No, this...this..."
"Get off the stage..."
Lin Fan kicked each of them, sending the three Soul Masters flying off the stage, crashing heavily into the golden barrier several meters away. They landed on the ground, their faces pale.
Hitting the golden barrier from inside the stage wouldn't trigger an attack; it just prevented them from getting out.
"You shameless bastard!"
The three got up, glaring fiercely at Lin Fan.
Lin Fan chuckled. It wasn't that he couldn't beat these three Soul Masters, but this way of fighting clearly made them angrier. They felt a sense of humiliation at having lost a match they could have easily defeated; that feeling of frustration was truly exhilarating.
At this moment, another disciple from the Dog-Beating Sect raised his stick and attacked from behind, shouting, "I'll beat you to death, you shameless bastard!"
Lin Fan immediately turned around, snatched the stick from his hand, and kicked the level 32 Soul Master disciple onto the stage. He then used his Martial Soul Stick to beat the Dog-Beating Sect disciple mercilessly.
"The Dog-Beating Sect, huh? I didn't expect you to become dogs yourselves."
"Ah... I was wrong, I won't do it again... I'm a dog... Daddy..."
This Dog-Beating Sect disciple was relatively young, and after being hit a few times, he couldn't bear the pain and actually called out "Daddy." "Little Bai, you big idiot! Your Martial Soul has been stolen, can't you take it back? You've really disgraced our Dog-Beating Sect."
The Dog-Beating Sect captain below the stage cursed viciously, his hand cramping with anger.
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