Chapter 41: Ning Rongrong's mother, Xue Ling'er, makes her appearance.
"That's right, this is my own martial soul. I can take it back. How can I let my dog-beating stick hit myself?"
The Dog-Beating Sect disciple, nicknamed Xiaobai, only realized what was happening after being beaten to the ground and calling for his father. He quickly endured the pain and withdrew his dog-beating stick.
Lin Fan's dog-beating stick returned to Xiaobai's body. He lost interest in playing around and kicked the level 32 Dog-Beating Sect disciple Xiaobai off the stage. Xiaobai, like a ball, screamed and crashed into the golden barrier surrounding the stage, instantly losing consciousness.
Although Lin Fan was only a level 34 Soul Master, with the enhancement of the Shadow Battle Axe and the Blood Demon Power, his attack power, without using skills, was almost equivalent to that of a low-level Soul King. Fighting Soul Masters of the same level was simply child's play.
However, to fight three Soul Masters above level 40 who had used millennium soul skills simultaneously, Lin Fan would have some difficulty without using skills. This was why he had tricked those three Soul Masters off the stage.
Aside from the three soul skills of his first martial soul, Lin Fan's other skills were far too powerful. With Qian Xunji and the major sects present, the sooner his powerful trump cards were revealed, the worse it would be.
"You shameless bastard, you're courting death!"
Seeing Xiaobai knocked off the stage, the remaining three Dog-Beating Sect disciples were enraged, and their third soul rings lit up.
"Third Soul Skill, Strike the Universe with a Stick..."
After using their soul skills, the three martial souls' Dog-Beating Sticks immediately thickened, transforming into silver iron rods, with an iron wolf head condensing at the tip.
This wolf head wasn't a real wolf head; it was because it had been imbued with the soul ring of a thousand-year-old wolf soul beast. The Dog-Beating Sect's martial soul, the Dog-Beating Stick, was best suited for wolf soul beast soul rings, and their soul skills were the same.
Only then did Lin Fan realize that the Dog-Beating Sect wasn't so weak after all. It seemed that those who could participate in the Elite Soul Master competition all had some skill.
The Nebula Palace wasn't weak either, with several Soul Masters, the highest reaching level forty-six. Unfortunately, their captain wasn't smart enough; he knelt down and called them "father" before even fighting.
The next moment, three disciples of the Dog-Beating Sect rushed over together, wielding their Dog-Beating Sticks and attacking Lin Fan's head.
Purple flames instantly condensed from Lin Fan's body, forming a flame armor. Now that Lin Fan's first martial soul had been attached to him, the purple flames could be added to any part of his body, including the Shadow Battle Axe, all of which could inflict burns on enemies.
The power of the purple flames was not as great as Liu Erlong's Dragon Flame, but Lin Fan's purple flames could advance along with his martial soul. After advancing, the flames would change color, becoming a higher-level exotic fire, and possessing new abilities.
"First Soul Skill, Purple Flame Tiger Claw."
His first soul ring lit up, and sharp purple tiger claws materialized on Lin Fan's hands, imbued with the burning effect of purple flames.
Lin Fan moved swiftly, meeting the three attacking Dog-Beating Sticks head-on. His tiger claws seemed to transform into steel claws; upon contact with the sticks, the powerful force caused them to tremble violently, flying from the hands of the three Dog-Beating Sect disciples. The disciples were thrown backward by the recoil.
"Quick, retract your martial souls..."one of the Dog-Beating Sect disciples shouted hastily. Just as the three were about to control their soul power to retract their martial souls, the three dog-beating sticks fell from the air, slamming into their foreheads with a series of thuds.
The three Dog-Beating Sect disciples collapsed to the ground simultaneously, their expressions still blank and dazed even after losing consciousness. Only then did the three dog-beating sticks disappear back into their bodies.
"These broken sticks, you call that 'beating the heavens and earth'? Your move should be called 'beating the dog's head,' but unfortunately, you're beating your own dog's head."
Lin Fan landed gracefully on the arena. The three dog-beating sticks were, of course, thrown by him. Touching someone else's martial soul would normally cause a strong repulsion, but Lin Fan's hands were covered in purple flames, and after using the Resilient Tiger Claw, the repulsion of the dog-beating sticks was imperceptible to him.
Even if these three disciples of the Dog-Beating Sect could wake up, their minds would probably be damaged. Lin Fan remembered that the three of them had tried to kill him just now, so of course he didn't need to hold back.
Lin Fan also vaguely heard one of the disciples shout that the Martial Soul Hall had offered a generous reward. It seemed that the Martial Soul Hall was telling them that he was just a Soul Venerable.
Lin Fan slightly raised his head and looked towards the VIP platform, seeing Bibi Dong's beautiful figure in the distance. Bibi Dong was also looking at him. The two looked at each other, and although they were separated by the huge arena and the sea of people around them, it was as if they were gazing into the distance, their eyes yearning for each other.
"I have come with you, willing to fight for you, even at the cost of everything. I wonder if you have felt my heart."
The next moment, Lin Fan seemed to sense Qian Xunji's killing intent, and he immediately withdrew his gaze.
"On this Fighting Soul Mountain, Qian Xunji cannot attack me, so he will definitely find a way to kill me on the arena. However, as the Pope of the Spirit Hall, to leak information to these trash from the Dog Beating Sect and let them kill me, you are too ridiculous. Do you think your father is so easily killed?"
Standing on the arena, Lin Fan raised his head slightly and said, "Can we end this now? These Dog Beating Sect disciples beat themselves to death with sticks. Let's continue with the next match."
"You...you...daring to insult our Dog Beating Sect, you..." The
Dog Beating Sect captain outside the arena was so angry that his face turned red, and he clenched his fists tightly, but he did not dare to rush forward. The fact that the sect disciples who did not follow the rules were instantly killed by that golden light had already shocked everyone.
"Huh? He's really a level 30 Soul Master?"
The young lady on the floating platform looked at Lin Fan with some surprise, then picked up the microphone and said, "The Clear Sky Sect defeated the Dog Beating Sect, and the restriction is now lifted. This newly entered Clear Sky Sect disciple is not even fifteen years old, and he has already won two consecutive matches. Let's look forward to his next performance."
After the arena was closed, Lin Fan calmly stepped down. However, the numerous male disciples from various sects in the stands once again launched into a fierce protest against him.
"This is unfair! This shameless guy clearly cheated in the first match, how can he be considered a winning streak?"
"He cheated in the first match, and then deliberately feigned weakness in the second to trick his opponent into leaving the arena. This Haotian Sect disciple has no real strength."
"If he's so capable, let's fight fair and square. He can't even beat me..."
Meanwhile, the minority female disciples in the stands cheered for Lin Fan, all speaking up for him.
"What's with the sour grapes? This is tactical, you know? You brainless idiots, no wonder none of you are good-looking."
"Yeah, he's only fifteen, becoming a Soul Master is amazing, especially since he can easily defeat four opponents of the same level."
"Most importantly, he's handsome..."
Another cute girl from the Ice Phoenix Clan also stared at Lin Fan with infatuation, saying, "He's fifteen? That's just like me! Qing'er, why don't you help me pursue him?"
Shui Qing'er quickly pinched her and said, "Pursue you my foot! Are you stupid? Didn't you see him? He's not even level thirty-five yet."
The cute girl pursed her lips, oblivious, her eyes still shining, and said, "So what if he's level thirty-five? I can wait for him, I'll protect him if necessary."
"You're really sick in the head. Forget it, we should be able to queue up for this guy soon. When that happens, I'm going to beat him up so he can never harm girls again." Shui Qing'er rolled her eyes at her helplessly, looking at Lin Fan walking off the stage, and clenched her pink little fists.
As Lin Fan stepped off the stage, he naturally noticed the numerous female fans in the stands. He smiled inwardly, thinking, "It seems this reborn body, while having only average cultivation talent, certainly has a strong charm. What a win!"
For Lin Fan, possessing the King Ling'er System meant that levels were no longer of much significance.
Just as he stepped off the stage, Lin Fan saw Tang Yiran waiting for him. Tang Yiran grabbed Lin Fan's hand and said, "Little Fan, you did well! Come on, let's go watch the match in the VIP section today."
Going to the VIP section meant facing Bibi Dong, Qian Xunji…
Tang Yiran seemed to have forgotten about Lin Fan's past with Bibi Dong, and pulled Lin Fan onto the VIP section. She was qualified to sit there.
Lin Fan had asked Tang Huo'er and learned that Tang Yiran's grandfather was a Title Douluo in the family, but Tang Huo'er didn't know which Title Douluo her grandfather was, or even which reclusive elder he might be. Therefore, she held a high position in the Haotian Sect.
After Lin Fan and Tang Yiran walked onto the VIP platform, several other people also followed.
"Young man, are you the one on stage earlier?" a refined voice came from behind.
Lin Fan turned around and saw a handsome young man in white, accompanied by a girl with long brown hair and a light green dress.
Seeing the girl, Lin Fan was suddenly startled.
"Ning Rongrong?"
"What?" The girl looked at Lin Fan with surprise.
The young man in white smiled and introduced her, "Young man, you may have mistaken me for someone else. This young lady is my wife, Xue Ling'er."
"Xue Ling'er? Oh, I'm sorry." Lin Fan smiled awkwardly. This girl looked so much like Ning Rongrong from the anime, practically identical.
Right, her surname is Xue? Could Ning Rongrong's mother be a member of the Heaven Dou royal family? But she never seemed to appear in the original story. Did she disappear after giving birth to Ning Rongrong?
It seems possible. No wonder Ning Fengzhi and Emperor Xueye were so close in the original novel; it turns out his wife was from the royal family.
This white-robed young man must be Ning Fengzhi. He looks similar to the one in the anime, only younger. And the others behind him…
Sword Douluo?
Lin Fan immediately spotted the man behind Ning Fengzhi. The man had sharp eyes, white hair, and seemed to exude an invisible aura that made Lin Fan's heart suddenly tremble.
"Xiao Fan, what are you doing? Why are you staring at others? This is Sect Master Ning of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."
Tang Yiran tugged at Lin Fan and quickly said with a smile, "Sect Master Ning is here too? He's a newly accepted disciple of my Clear Sky Sect, and he's a bit lacking in manners. Please forgive him, Sect Master Ning."
Ning Fengzhi said politely, "It's alright. Although this brother is still young, his performance on the arena is quite outstanding. The next match is the preliminary round between my sect's disciples and the Spirit Hall, so I came here today specifically to see him."
Ning Rongrong and her mother (Ning Rongrong's mother died in the original story but will be rescued),
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