The Lord of Douluo

I saw that Ye Luo quickly walked away satisfied, then it was Li Xingyu and the others who came over with smiles on their faces.

"Ye Zhuang, I didn't expect ah, this dead brain of yours has actually been enlightened and knows who can win and who can't, my youth is over ah." Li Xingyu smiled at Ye Zhuang and said.

Ye Zhuang's face was full of black lines as he listened, and said to Li Xingyu: "I really can't fight."

Li Xingyu showed an expression of "No need to say more, I will help you hide it" to Ye Zhuang.

As for Luo Lin who was on one side, his face was very ugly.

He looked coldly at Ye Zhuang in front of him and said, "Hmph, Ye Zhuang, I was really wrong about you."

"In vain, I had always considered you as a lifelong rival, but I didn't expect that you would succumb to power as well, this is really disappointing to me."

Ye Zhuang issued a defense, "I really can't fight."

Luo Lin snorted, "Can you please do a draft next time when you lie?"

"Who can you fool with a lie like that?"

"With this kind of Saint Son who hasn't grown up yet, I, Luo Lin, can fight dozens of them with one hand."

"You're saying you can't beat him?"

Ye Zhuang was full of words, knowing that he was jumping into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it off.

He snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, after that, if it's you who ranks as a Saint, you'll know."

Luo Lin sneered, "You think I'll be the same as you?"

"Ridiculous."

Saying this, Luo Lin quickly turned around and left with a shrug, not bothering to do so.

Ye Zhuang, on the other hand, continued to stay and watch the battle with a depressed face.

As things stood now, if you wanted to successfully cleanse yourself, you could only pray that guy Luo Lin was also ranked as a Saint.

Otherwise, he really was finished.

It was good that luck still favored Ye Zhuang.

After a few rounds of challenges after this, Chen Yang and Luo Lin managed to kill their way into the finals for the first and second positions in the Heavenly Ranking.

With a command from the judge on top of the ring, both Chen Yang and Luo Lin ascended the ring at the same time.

"Your Holiness, be careful, I won't hold back." Before engaging in battle, Luo Lin realistically bowed to Chen Yang.

Chen Yang smiled and nodded, "No harm, just do your best."

Luo Lin also nodded, and quickly placed his gaze on the face of Ye Zhuang under the ring, conveying the message of "you watch" from his gaze.

Ye Zhuang didn't show any attitude, because with his understanding of the Saint, Luo Lin would be sent under the ring by the Saint in a short while.

Soon, the referee above the ring began to announce the start of the match.

"It's the last match, let's finish it quickly, I'm a bit hungry." Hearing the referee's voice fall, Chen Yang said to himself in his own mind.

If it was usual Chen Yang might have wanted to play with Luo Lin.

But now that it was already dinner time, Chen Yang was a bit hungry, so he thought to just second him.

Thinking of this, Chen Yang directly used his Beast Martial Spirit to attach himself, and at the same time, he lit out his Great Clock Martial Spirit.

When the Great Clock Martial Spirit was used, an extremely loud sound quickly rang out, followed by Chen Yang's First Soul Ring activating, and the entire Douluo Continent's time fell into suspension.

Chen Yang, who used the Beast Martial Spirit to possess his body, grew extremely tremendously in every aspect of his abilities, he quickly took a step and extremely quickly rushed in front of Luo Lin, and with a casual punch, he quickly hit Luo Lin's body.

Luo Lin was now in a pause, his entire body completely unable to move. And because he had just started the match, he hadn't even used his Martial Spirit, and his entire body was defenseless.

As such, having been attacked by Chen Yang, Luo Lin's body retreated extremely quickly towards the back, quickly cutting an extremely deep mark on the ground.

He quickly dropped below the field, just as the time pause had ended, and his entire body let out a cry of pain, looking around in astonishment.

"How did I get under the ring?"

Chen Yang's stomach screamed with hunger and looked at the referee in the ring, saying, "Referee, you can announce the result now."

The referee was slightly flabbergasted for a moment, "The match is over?"

Chen Yang stared at him speechlessly, "Or else what?"

All the soul masters present involuntarily let out a shout of surprise.

All of them had just heard the referee announce the start of the match a second ago, how come the match had already ended before the sound had even fallen.

"Please Saint Son, wait a moment." The referee pondered for a moment and quickly walked out of the ring.

By the time he returned to the top of the ring again, there was already a tall middle-aged man beside the referee.

The referee said to everyone present, "This is our Martial Spirit Hall's Elder Liu, Elder Liu's Martial Spirit is a recorder, capable of recording everything he sees."

"The battle just now was recorded by Elder Liu as well, so now let's re-use Elder Liu's Martial Spirit to watch it once again."

Saying this, the referee nodded to Elder Liu, and Elder Liu directly used the abilities of his martial soul.

Soon, an extremely large screen appeared on the ring, and everything that had happened earlier also reappeared in and within this screen.

"Elder Willow, can you slow down?" The referee suddenly said to Elder Willow.

"Yes." Elder Liu slow-played what happened after the referee shouted to begin.

Under the slow playback, just after the referee's voice had fallen, Chen Yang's body had appeared in front of Luo Lin and was attacking him directly.

Soon Luo Lin's body fell under the ring, meaning that the match was over, and everyone present had a look like seeing a ghost.

The Saint Son's speed was actually so swift!

"Now get it! I didn't play a fake match at all, it's just that I couldn't beat it." Ye Zhuang also walked out and patted Luo Lin's shoulder.

"Sorry, I misjudged you." Luo Lin smiled bitterly.

"I didn't expect His Highness the Saint Son's strength to be so terrifying..."

Chapter 58 - Five Years Later, Level Seventy

Five years passed in the blink of an eye.

Chen Yang had joined the Martial Spirit Hall for five years, and his current age was eleven.

Ye Zhuang, Luo Lin and the others had graduated from the academy many years ago.