Legend of the Holy God of Douluo

The overwhelming soul power surged through Dai Yuan's body, and the holy beast white tiger martial soul pattern slowly rose from his back.

"The third soul skill, Holy Emperor War God Transformation!"

In an instant, an extremely strong pressure surged towards the middle-aged man in gray.

At the same time, three soul rings, two purple and one black, swept towards the audience carrying powerful soul power.

"Is this really the Soul Lord?"

An audience member asked a question that was on the minds of most people present.

The referee looked at Dai Yuan with a bitter look on his face. This young man had given him too many surprises, and he was already a little numb to it for a while.

At this time, a gray shadow flashed in front of the middle-aged man, and a sharp gray sword pointed at Dai Yuan, and flew towards him in the next second.

"too slow."

Dai Yuan turned his body slightly and easily dodged the extremely fast sword shadow.

The Holy Emperor's God of War transformation brought him a 50.00% increase in all attributes. At this time, he was no longer what he used to be.

With one step, Dai Yuan disappeared.

"not good."

Feeling an extremely strong wave coming toward him, the man in gray suddenly became alert.

In an instant, he summoned a gray sword to protect his body.

At this time, a loud noise came from the right side of the man in gray.

Dai Yuan's fist was wrapped in holy white light, and he struck the sword heavily with the will to crush everything.

Seeing that the blow was blocked, the corners of Dai Yuan's mouth curled up, and then his figure disappeared again.

"Boom boom boom!"

One after another, ferocious attacks hit the gray sword continuously. The man in gray who had the upper hand for a while could only struggle to deal with Dai Yuan's fierce attacks one after another.

The audience only saw black shadows disappearing and appearing, followed by flashes of white light, followed by bursts of loud noises.

The audience's blood was ignited again, and cheers and shouts could be heard endlessly.

After a long time, Dai Yuan's attack suddenly stopped and he appeared not far away, looking at the man in gray with a smile.

When the other party saw his harmless appearance, an unknown fire rose in his heart for a moment, but when he recalled what he had just experienced, he sighed helplessly.

"What a monster. Even if your swordsmanship is lacking, it still won't affect your invincibility at the same level. It's their tragedy that you are a genius in the same class as you."

"Sir, Dai Yuan has benefited a lot from your teaching."

"Oh, the world belongs to you after all. I look forward to the moment when you reach the top."

Then, he said calmly to the referee.

"I choose to admit defeat."

After hearing this result, everyone was in an uproar.But no one shouted any more about behind-the-scenes operations, because Dai Yuan's strength had proven his strength time and time again.

Loud applause, whistles, and cheers rang out, and they all congratulated the new four-time champion.

The man in gray smiled and left the field sadly, and the game ended with Dai Yuan's victory.

The result of the subsequent battle was still the same. Dai Yuan first let the contestants show off and then defeated them with the most violent means.

The other party was also convinced of this, and the audience also appreciated Dai Yuan's aboveboardness.

Time passed little by little, and the sun continued to climb, gradually reaching its highest point.

At this time, the referee's shouts sounded.

"I announce that the winner of this game is player No. 35. Congratulations to him for becoming the new ten-time champion!"

Earth-shaking cheers rang out again, and the palms of many spectators were already red, but their excitement made them forget the pain in their palms.

Dai Yuanyi's performance in the morning left an indelible mark on their hearts, and their infinite admiration for the strong made them admire this young boy very much.

In the dark box, the bottle of red wine next to the man in brown clothes had been drained. He looked at the calm young man on the field with slightly narrowed eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised an arc.

When the referee announced the result, Flanders trembled and looked at the gold stamped ticket in his hand, his eyes glowing with gold.

Victor on the side looked out the window blankly. Not only had he lost 500 million gold soul coins in the spirit fighting arena, but more importantly, he was shocked by Dai Yuan's terrifying strength.

At this time, Flanders came to Victor with a smile and waved the golden note in front of his eyes.

"Exchange the 500 million gold soul coins into silver notes and send them to Shrek Academy within ten days."

Then, he walked away with brisk steps, looking up to the sky and laughing.

At this time, the referee stared at Dai Yuan with burning eyes, but the young man slowly shook his head.

"Why, I know you haven't tried your best yet. If you continue to compete, you can definitely become the winner of twenty crowns, thirty crowns, or even a hundred crowns!"

But Dai Yuan still shook his head.

"I just came here to see the scenery here. Now that I've had fun, it's time to go."

Seeing that Dai Yuan had decided to leave, the referee stopped trying to persuade him. Although he really wanted to see the young man touch the legendary title, he still chose to respect the other person's wishes.

Under the watch of the referee, Dai Yuan slowly walked towards the audience.

The audience realized the intention of this action, and for a while, the sky was full of condolences.

"Why don't you continue the competition!"

"God, can you give me your autograph?"

"God, come back!"

. . . . . .

In response, he just smiled softly and disappeared from everyone's sight little by little with sonorous and powerful steps, just as he came gently and did not take away a single cloud.

When he returned to the waiting room, Dai Yuan found that Flanders was the only one in there.

He looked at Dai Yuan with a smile, and then clapped.

"Congratulations, our college has another ten-time champion."

"Dean, please don't break me."

"Haha, you are too humble. In fact, you know in your heart that your strength has no rival at the same level now. I am really curious about how the Pope teaches you."

At this time, Dai Yuan smiled slightly. He had already foreseen the arrival of this day. Now was the time for the two of them to be alone, so it was reasonable to ask these questions.

"Teacher's teachings are of course a secret that is not passed down. Please don't ask too many questions, dean."

Dai Yuan replied in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, the rejection in his words was very obvious.

"Hmph, I don't care about anything else, but what is your purpose in coming to Shrek? Your cultivation conditions are a hundred times better than our academy. I really can't figure out what could attract you to come here. Don't tell me it's because of Mu Bai, although he is your brother, there is no need for you to stay in the academy for too long."

At this time, Flanders had lost all his previous kindness and kindness. He looked at Dai Yuan with a solemn expression, and his palms were sweating unconsciously.

Although he is a soul saint, he is really not even an ant in front of Wuhun Palace. Once Dai Yuanyou wants to destroy Shrek, he can only watch the academy that he has worked so hard to build turn into ashes. .