Douluo: Me! Huo Yuhao, Holy Son of Wuhun Palace.

The Empire of the Burning Sun, the City of Glory.

The competition between the two empires came as scheduled, and the venue was chosen to be the Soul Fighting Arena in the City of Glory.

On the opening day, the auditorium was packed with guests.

Many people in the city spent money to come and watch the game.

They want to see what the foreigners from overseas look like?
Are there any differences between the martial arts of civilizations born on another continent and ours?
Even the soul-like beasts will be different on different islands, let alone people on another continent thousands of miles apart.

……

The arena opens.

Huo Yuhao walked down the stairs to the arena, attracting tons of attention and making a lot of noise around him.

This scene has never been similar.

In the previous life, the Sun and Moon Empire.

An exchange student from Shrek Academy, he challenged the entire academy alone.

……

Across the field.

Xu Jing was sitting on the viewing platform, looking at Huo Yuhao coming down and entering, his brows raised slightly.

As an envoy of the Star Luo Empire, did he end up so early?
However, considering that there are not many people on the other side, it seems that they want to ensure a stable start.

In this case, it is not easy for him to refute the envoy's face.

Let’s test his strength first.

Xu Jing thought for a moment, then sent out one person.

From the Lieyang Empire's side, a tall figure slowly walked out.

On the playing field.

Huo Yuhao looked at the man from afar.

There were waves of shouts from the surrounding auditorium, all shouting "Long live the blazing sun".

On the side of Star Luo Envoy, how could the more than fifty soul masters who came to suppress the battle compare with the hundreds of thousands of enthusiastic spectators at the scene?

The noise throughout the arena was appalling, thousands of eyes were watching, and xenophobic sentiments were running high.

The pressure of the battle for the honor of the empire is really not something that ordinary people can bear.

Peris sincerely felt cold sweat for Huo Yuhao.

It’s so difficult to gain a reputation on someone’s home court!
……

On the playing field.

"Please both sides release their martial arts spirits!" the midfield referee shouted loudly.

"Feng Lin, level fifty-seven, martial soul black panther, fighting soul master, please advise." The tall young man had a bright smile on his face and raised his hand to signal "please".

As soon as he finished speaking, the muscles on his body swelled rapidly, and his whole body was covered with gray and black fluffy patterns. Five soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black appeared under his feet.

His upper body muscles are extremely exaggerated, his chest is enlarged, and he is only wearing boxer briefs. The leopard tail is waving behind him. He stands on both feet, with his waist slightly arched, his claws in a defensive posture, and his eyes are quite sharp.

There was enthusiastic positive feedback from the audience, and countless people uniformly shouted "Come on!"
On the viewing stand.

Xu Jing stared at Huo Yuhao on the field.

It's not easy for his martial spirit to make his own martial spirit fear him.

Although Feng Lin is only a fifth-ring soul master, with the Ghost Leopard's agility and fighting ability, he should be able to catch the Ghost Leopard.

Xu Jing's pupils suddenly shrank, and he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

Behind Huo Yuhao, purple and gold patterns converged to form a vertical pupil in nothingness. A scarlet halo of blood appeared under his feet and slowly rotated. The terrifying aura that belonged to a hundred thousand year soul ring instantly spread across the entire venue, making the hundreds of thousands of people stunned. He held his breath and his eyes were as wide as copper bells.

Ten...hundred thousand year soul ring? !
They couldn't even believe their eyes.

Huo Yuhao has a hundred thousand year soul ring as his base.

Then, a deep purple thousand-year soul ring nested;
The third soul ring, the platinum soul ring, was actually larger than the red 100,000-year soul ring.

The fourth soul ring is as black as ink, a decent ten thousand year soul ring.

The fifth soul ring was a soul ring with the color of red crystal and glazed glass. A red dragon appeared on the surface, and the faint groan of the ancient dragon could be heard on the field.

The sixth soul ring, a dark gold and magnificent soul ring with patterns, enveloped the entire place with a blood evil aura.

Under the radiance of the six soul rings, the vertical pupil behind Huo Yuhao came from the void. Its lines spread deep into the void, giving it a mysterious color, as if it were a wise angel sent by God to spy on the world. "Huo Yuhao, seventy-level six-ring soul emperor, martial soul soul emperor, spiritual fighting soul emperor, please give me your advice!"

Huo Yuhao's cold voice echoed throughout the arena, like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's hearts.

Feng Lin's eyes widened as he looked at the different-colored soul ring configurations on his body, which were much larger overall.

He even wondered if he was dazzled.

The First Soul Ring: One Hundred Thousand Years

How can this be?

Or...are the soul rings over there all looking like this?

Huo Yuhao immediately turned into an afterimage and headed straight for Fenglin.

Feng Lin noticed that Huo Yuhao's figure instantly appeared in front of him, almost face to face.

He had no time to react at this time, and "slowly" retracted his arms in order to resist the attack that might fall at any time...

Huo Yuhao came close and struck the opponent's chest with a palm, bursting out a wave of soul power.

Feng Lin suddenly suffered a heavy blow. His pupils turned white when he was possessed by Wuhun. He flew upside down like a kite with a broken string. He fell directly to the ground and rolled five or six meters. He hunched over and vomited bile on the ground.

Huo Yuhao quickly closed his palm.

"Next person!"

Soul fighting field.

The entire audience was stunned, watching this scene in horror.

What happened just now?
A soul master with a five-ring cultivation level was killed by a "push palm" like this?

On the viewing stand.

Xu Jing also tensed up his muscles, looking at this scene in disbelief.

Is this his method?

No wonder, his appearance can make his martial soul move strangely, and even make him vigilant.

The soul masters on the other side of the continent are really terrifying!
How do they know?

The slap just now was actually the result of Huo Yuhao's restraint of strength. The purpose was only to make the opponent lose his fighting ability and did not hurt him at all.

Otherwise, with Huo Gua's strength, he could kill him instantly with one blow, leaving no chance of survival.

Next, who should be arranged to fight.

Xu Jing pondered for a moment, then his eyes brightened slightly.

……

Huo Yuhao stood on the field and saw a voluptuous woman in pink walking down from the opposite field.

"Yingxiao, level 65, martial soul mirror pupil, fighting soul master, please give me some advice."

A mysterious image similar to a mirror appeared behind her, from which emerged hundreds of eyes, pulling and touching each other, bringing a terrifying spiritual gaze and coercion, which was extremely strange.

This special martial spirit attracted Huo Yuhao's attention.

Test her.

Huo Yuhao's fifth soul ring suddenly lit up, and a red-scaled dragon suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.

It immediately sucked in the majestic soul power from Huo Yuhao's body. Its snake-like body was shrouded in light, and its body transformed into three fire dragons three meters high. Its mouth was burning with blazing flames, making it majestic.

The female soul master named "Ying Xiao" was obviously frightened by Huo Yuhao's method and immediately activated her fifth soul skill.

A huge triangular prism appeared in front of her. The shadows of three fire dragons appeared from three angles on three mirror surfaces. The outlines were drawn and the details were constantly improved.

Huo Yuhao was also a little surprised when he saw this scene.

Replica?

The triangular mirror in front shattered in an uproar, and a strong and burly three-headed fire dragon emerged from it, with blazing flames breathing from its mouth. The shape and size were consistent, and it was majestic.

No blood medium is needed, can it be copied and reproduced directly?
Huo Yuhao had some doubts in his heart.

The woman in pink used this to control the three fire dragons, with a slight smile on her face.

(End of this chapter)