Douluo: Demon King from Another World

"A good attack, but the soul power is too low." Tang Fan patted his sleeves and glanced at the two women appreciatively.

"Hmph, don't underestimate us girls. Look at our unique move, the martial soul fusion skill - ice, snow and cold wind!"

I saw the two women holding hands, their soul powers constantly intertwining and merging in each other's bodies. A stronger chill surged from the two of them, and in an instant, the entire arena was covered with frost.

"It turned out to be a martial soul fusion skill. The strength of the Lan family sisters has actually increased to this extent. I have never seen them use it before."

"Yes, yes, Murong Yun may not be able to withstand this cold wind."

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The cold wind made everyone shiver, and some even sneezed.

Tang Fan's body was protected by Sealing Heaven's Xuanbing from Sealing Heaven's Sea Ao. Although this kind of coldness could not harm him, Tang Fan could clearly feel that his hair was somewhat frozen!

"Nice trick, but the farce must end!"

Tang Fan's eyes flashed, he made a fist with his right hand, and poured soul power into his fist.

"Use your fist as a hammer to shake the world!"

Not wanting to use his martial spirit, Tang Fan simply chose to use his hand as a hammer, using a trace of Qilin's power to create a powerful destructive effect. Although it is not as good as one percent of the effect of a hundred thousand year soul skill, it is still enough!

I saw a red energy charging forward, breaking up the cold wind! At the same time, the remaining aftermath shocked the Lan sisters out of the ring. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, the two women fainted in front of everyone.

They looked at Tang Fan in shock. The entire arena had been destroyed by him. Except for a small area under Tang Fan's feet, everything else turned into gravel.

"Oh my God, who is he? First he admired Murong Yun and feared Zhong Lizong; then he defeated Li Ze and the Lan sisters. Is he really from the same era as us?"

This thought flashed across everyone's mind. They should have thought long ago, how could Murong Yun let a weak man guard the ring? With this strength, probably only Murong Yun and One-Eye Xiong can challenge him.

"It's really unlucky. I used too much strength and the arena is in such a mess." Tang Fan complained, causing everyone to have black eyes.

"Who else wants to challenge me, come forward now."

For a moment, no one dared to take a step forward. Just kidding, with two living examples right there, who would dare to step forward and provoke this monster?

Just when Tang Fan was about to say something else, a powerful voice suddenly came from the sky, and it seemed that the whole mountain could hear it: "East Arena, Zhuo Yifan advances!"

Tang Fan looked up and saw an old man with white eyebrows, standing on the top of a big tree with an air of immortality, looking at him with a smile.

Murong Feng seemed to notice Tang Fan's gaze and smiled slightly. A long green sword flew out from behind and landed directly at the old man's feet. The old man stood up and left immediately.

"Could this old man be Murong Feng, the leader of Fengjian Sect?" Tang Fan's heart froze and he stared blankly in the direction Murong Feng left.

The purpose of his coming here was to bring Murong Feng in to increase the power of the Heavenly Demon Palace. Now it seems that there is still a lack of opportunity!

Judging from the aura he exudes, this old guy is just like Murong Yun, aloof and arrogant, with his own character. Tang Fan even thought about calling Sword Douluo over to help him. Fans couldn't resist the charm of an idol.

But he quickly gave up this idea. Once this method is used, who knows whether Murong Feng is really obedient?

Someone has already advanced to the East Arena, so the contestants here will naturally lose their qualifications for the competition.

The other three arenas ended early, and those who advanced were Murong Yun, One-Eye Xiong and Zhong Lizong.

"I really didn't expect that Brother Zhuo could cause such a big noise just by guarding the ring." Murong Yun teased, but he was still a little frightened by the scene behind Tang Fan.

Tang Fan just smiled and said nothing.

After resting for another half an hour, under the leadership of Murong Yun, they walked towards the sect's main hall, which was the venue for the final duel of the genius battle. Moreover, not only the sect leader Murong Feng will watch the battle in person, but also the representatives of the major sects who came to celebrate Murong Feng's birthday will also watch the final battle together.

Entering the main hall, sitting on the main seat was the white-browed old man Tang Fan had seen just now - Murong Feng.

"Young man, congratulations on reaching this point. This battle of geniuses really impressed me. It's hard to imagine that there are so many geniuses on the mainland now. In the future, there will definitely be a place for you."

"Today is my birthday. I don't need any gifts from you. I just want to know who is the most outstanding genius among the four of you!"

People from all the major forces also nodded, and what Murong Feng said was also what they were thinking.

"Now, the four of you are here to compete to find the strongest one."

"and many more!"

As soon as Murong Feng finished speaking, Zhong Lizong stood up and interrupted: "Sect Master Murong, I abstain from voting in this final!"

Everyone's eyes were on Zhong Lizong. Zhong Lizong, who had always been arrogant and fearless, would actually abstain from voting at this time.

"And me!" A hoarse voice sounded, and the one-eyed hero also stood up and chose to abstain!

Everyone was puzzled. They had also heard of the name of One-Eyed Hero, and he was considered a leader among this young generation. Why did he, who always speaks with his strength, choose to quit?

"Give me a reason."

Hearing this cold tone, One-Eyed Xiong and Zhong Lizong's hearts froze, and they both understood that Murong Sect Master was now angry. Choosing to quit in full public view would undoubtedly not give him face.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Lizong was not cowardly. He said calmly: "Sect Master Murong, I believe you have known what happened a few days ago. I have a deep understanding of Brother Zhuo's strength. Since I can't beat him, I will Why embarrass yourself again? Farewell!"

After that, Zhongli Song walked away, leaving only his back behind.

"Same for me. This guy wearing a mask hides his strength, but I have been in places where major beasts roam for many years, and I have long formed an instinct. I smelled a hint of danger in him. My intuition told me that I It may not be his opponent. So, I choose to give up!"

With that said, the one-eyed hero faced Tang Fan again and said, "Brother Zhuo, I know I can't compete with you. Next time we meet, I will fight you to the fullest!"

After saying that, he also left the sect hall.

Tang Fan shook his head helplessly. It was originally a melee between four people, but now it was a decisive battle between him and Murong Yun.

Murong Yun actually wanted to quit. He could clearly see Tang Fan's strength just now. But looking at his grandfather's face, he knew this was impossible.

He is not only the grandson of Murong Feng, but also the future leader of the Fengjian Sect. With his identity right there, admitting defeat is the last thing he can do.