The Lord of Douluo

After all, they all believed that Ye Zhuang would win.

As the number one in the Heavenly Ranking, Ye Zhuang might lose to Saint Son, but definitely not now.

Because the current Saint Son had only just entered school and started his learning career. And Ye Zhuang was already about to graduate and learn a skill.

So to the students, this kind of thing was indeed too bizarre.

They were extremely shocked within themselves, looking at the Saint Son standing upright above the ring, as well as Ye Zhuang who looked a bit startled below the ring, they couldn't help but rub their eyes for fear that they had identified the wrong person.

After some careful inspection, after discovering that the person standing under the ring was still Ye Zhuang, the faces of the group of students were finally filled with an intense strangeness.

They exclaimed in an incredulous tone, "How is this possible..."

"There is nothing impossible." Evil Moon shook his head and smiled lightly.

The cadets' doubts were also irresistible, so the irresistible just now, just like the cadets, had issued a question to Evil Moon.

But Evil Moon only shook his head lightly at this, and then helped the irresistible dismantle the ability that the Saint Son had unleashed earlier.

"During Ye Zhuang's first attack, even though it looked like his attack was about to hit Saint Son, at that critical moment Saint Son mostly used Time Pause, so in that instant Ye Zhuang's time was stopped, and Saint Son easily attacked him and directly repelled him."

Evil Moon quickly added, "As for the second attack after that, the principle was also the same as the first one, mostly after Ye Zhuang successfully dodged the Saint Son's attack, the Saint Son used the time pause to launch another attack against him and directly defeated him."

"So, in the battle with Ye Zhuang, from start to finish, Saint Son should have only used the first soul technique, Saint Son's ability should not only be stronger than Ye Zhuang, but also many levels stronger to defeat him so easily."

The irresistible look was a bit shocking, "That's three rings beating four rings, and you're saying that Saint Son is still several levels stronger than Ye Zhuang?"

Evil Moon shook his head, "It's the same no matter how many rings the enemy has."

"Once time is suspended, the Saint Son can attack the enemy with impunity, and the enemy at that time is unable to act, so it will reveal all of its weaknesses."

The irresistible spoke with some difficulty, "Then how can we deal with the Holy Son?"

Evil Moon stroked his chin, "Either possess the ability to resist the Saint Son's time pause, but that's mostly impossible."

"Or else, it would have to be possessing a powerful defensive ability to defend against the Saint Son's attacks during the time pause."

The irresistible shook his head, "That's even more unlikely."

"Saint Son's Nine-Colored Dragon Martial Spirit is very powerful, and the attacking power should be strong as well. Unless it's an extremely high-quality defensive martial soul, and also has a grade that far surpasses the Saint Son, it's basically impossible to block it."

Thinking of this, the irresistible man couldn't help but cast his gaze towards the Saint Son with a look of intense yearning.

This kind of talent, this kind of martial soul....

It was truly enviable.

"Hahahaha, Mammoth, how about it? I've already told Old Chrysanthemum that with Saint Son's ability, it's simply easy to get first place." Ghost Douluo laughed out somewhat proudly at the Mammoth Douluo.

Mammoth Douluo revealed a bitter smile, "I didn't expect Saint Son's strength to be this powerful, worthy of the legendary Martial Spirit Black Great Clock."

Kiku Douluo laughed, "That's natural, according to historical records, the last Soul Master with the Great Clock Martial Spirit, with this Martial Spirit, he was able to slay a level 96 Super Douluo when he was at level 90, where else would any other Martial Spirit be able to do that."

The Mammoth Douluo nodded to the Kiku Douluo.

Kiku Douluo cast an unkind glance at Mammoth Douluo, "Since we won, then what you promised us just now can't go unfulfilled."

Mammoth Douluo said loftily, "Don't worry, I, Mammoth Douluo, will pay for your consumption tonight."

Ghost Douluo and Mammoth Douluo laughed wryly at the same time.

"Mouths say no, but bodies are honest."

"Unexpectedly.... This brat Ye Zhuang is quite sensible." Ye Luo, who had been watching the battle under the ring but had been watching with trepidation, now finally revealed a smile of relief.

Although he was an elder of the Martial Spirit Hall, he didn't know about Saint Son's abilities, nor did he have the eyesight of Mammoth Douluo and the others, so naturally, like many spectators, he believed that his son was far superior to Saint Son in terms of strength.

And this time, if his own son's strength far surpassed that of Saint Son, then why would he still fall at Saint Son's hands?

There is only one reason for that, then.

It was definitely the fact that his own persuasion had been effective.

This son of his own, although he usually liked to talk tough, he still maintained quite a bit of respect for himself as a father.

Ye Luo had a smile on his face.

Because he also knew his son's temper.

According to that temper of his, it was really not easy to change his mind because of a few words from him.

Thinking of this, Ye Luo quickly walked over towards Ye Zhuang.

When he arrived in front of Ye Zhuang, Ye Luo found that the former was still staring at him, thinking that this kid was still pretending.

But at this moment, Ye Luo was in a good mood and walked in front of him, quickly patted Ye Zhuang's shoulder and smiled, "Worthy of being my son, knows how to advance and retreat, well done!"

Ye Zhuang's face darkened, "You suspect me of playing a fake match?"

Chapter 57 - I thought it was a water release, but now I know it's a real dish

To Ye Zhuang, it was acceptable to lose.

After all, no one was born invincible, and it was normal to lose in a contest.

Moreover, the Saint Son was upright in his encounter and defeated himself with his own hard strength.

This kind of defeat by lack of strength, Ye Zhuang thought that there was not the slightest bit of problem.

But those few words from Ye Luo made Ye Zhuang dissatisfied.

Those few words of his were clearly saying that he was playing a fake match, wasn't that insulting him?

Does he look like someone who would do such a thing?

Thinking of this, Ye Zhuang's eyebrows completely furrowed, he looked deeply at the Ye Luo in front of him and said, "Father, you misunderstood, I really can't beat the Saint."

Ye Luo was slightly flabbergasted at the news for a moment.

But soon he still showed an expression of "I understand, I understand everything".

He patted Ye Zhuang's shoulder again and said with some appreciation, "Very good, you know how to look at the occasion."

"It is indeed bad for father, there are too many people here, such things cannot be discussed in public, or you are considerate."

"When today's matter is over, I'm sure that father will praise you properly."

Ye Zhuang gritted his teeth in anger but could do nothing about it.