The Lord of Douluo

Douluo no Divine Throne Ruler Chapter 73.

Therefore, although Ying Wei's attack hit Emperor Tian with precision and accuracy, it did not bring the slightest success.

Instead, in that instant, his own body was like a cannonball that was extremely quickly repelled by Emperor Tian and was quickly knocked out of the ring.

His body tumbled wildly above the ground, cutting an extremely deep trail.

Ying Wei, who had just stopped his body, was unable to quickly get up from the ground, but instead squatted on the ground and howled in pain.

Because he discovered that he had just had a collision with Empyrean, the latter had completely shattered his hand bones with a direct punch, and he was now in agony.

"Looking for a smack! On!" When Davis and the other Star Luo Royal Dou Academy students saw this, they all became furious.

Their eyes suddenly turned cold, and six of them lit up their martial spirits at the same time, except for the two Auxiliary Soul Masters who didn't move forward to attack, the other four, such as Davis, Zhu Zhuyun, Tang Hongning, and Li Yang, all of them were extremely quick to rush towards Emperor Tian.

However, Emperor Tian only gave the few people a bland glance.

By the time the few people rushed in front of him, Emperor Tian directly adopted the method of fighting hard against the enemy.

Davis, for example, directly transformed into a Phantom White Tiger when he rushed in front of Emperor Tian, and used his martial soul to claw out towards Emperor Tian.

But Empyrean didn't even bother to dodge, directly resisting Davis' strike with his physical body, and grabbing Davis' neck with one hand again, the as if powerful arm almost crushed Davis directly to death in that instant.

If it wasn't for remembering that before coming to the Martial Spirit Hall, Gu Yue Na had instructed her not to cause any trouble, Davis might have been a corpse by now.

The first thing you need to do is to take a look at the actual shoes and boots.

After that was Zhu Zhu Yun.

She who was transformed into a ghost spirit cat was extremely fast, and attacked Emperor Tian as soon as Davis was thrown away by him.

He only stretched out his claws and scratched out two claws at Emperor Tian.

Emperor Tian still resisted Zhu Zhu Yun's move, then smacked her ear with a huge force, directly smashing Zhu Zhu Yun's ear roaring.

Her entire body felt dizzy, but before she could take a breath, she fell to the ground and was kicked in the abdomen by Emperor Tian, spitting blood and dying.

The rest of the people didn't end well either.

Although Emperor Tian had listened to Gu Yue Na's orders to stay back beforehand, Emperor Tian's fighting methods were very cruel, so these few students from the Star Luo Royal Dou Academy were all still directly beheaded by Emperor Tian though.

But after being attacked by Emperor Tian, each of them was heavily injured.

Those with good luck might be able to recover after going back and resting in bed for a month or two.

But those with bad luck, such as Zhu Zhu Yun, might have difficulty recovering without resting for a year or two after returning.

"This...."

"What a ferocious fellow, is he really a newborn?"

The Martial Spirit Hall students under the ring were all stunned at what they saw.

A few seconds before, they were worried that Empyrean was no match for Davis and the others, and if they rashly entered the arena, they might end up in a crushing defeat in the end.

And Davis and the others weren't good people either, they hadn't held back much when they had attacked their Martial Spirit Hall students before, and every single one of them had been seriously injured.

But I didn't expect that after taking the field, the Emperor Tian was not only much stronger than Davis and Zhu Zhuyun, even his ferocity was far beyond them.

Therefore, at this moment, the eyes of every Martial Spirit Hall student looking at Emperor Tian were filled with intense scruples.

He even involuntarily started talking to himself, "Such a terrifying fellow, even Saint Son might not be his match..."

Chapter 61 - Possibly, the Saint Son is about to be replaced

It wasn't that this group of Martial Spirit Hall cadets looked down on Chen Yang.

Rather, it was because Emperor Tian's previous performance was just too outstanding.

Just now, the Star Luo Royal Battle Team.

Before Emperor Tian made his move, no one in their entire Martial Spirit Hall Academy had been able to take them.

It wasn't that they hadn't tried to resist, but when they did, they had been completely overwhelmed by their opponent's mighty strength.

For example, Davis, whose soul level was forty-one, and Zhu Zhu Yun, whose soul level was forty-one. As for the other students of the Star Luo Royal Battle Team, their combined soul power levels were all here at level 37 to 39.

With the more outstanding geniuses of the previous Martial Spirit Hall completely graduating, and the Saint Son and Saint Daughter and the rest of them not being in the Martial Spirit Hall, there were indeed no students in their entire Martial Spirit Hall Academy that could hold a fight against them.

So they did send someone to fight earlier, but the end result was a fiasco.

In this situation, Emperor Tian suddenly made his move and spiked the group of Star Luo Royal Battle Team members in front of him with an almost kingly stance, leaving an extremely huge shock in their hearts.

So it really wasn't surprising that the Martial Spirit Hall students were comparing Empyrean Tian to Chen Yang.

"When you guys think about it, when Emperor Tian was dealing with this group of guys just now, he was dealing with their entire squad on his own."

"And the members of the Star Luo Royal Battle Team they are not weak at all."

"An opponent of this magnitude, even if the Saint Son were to come, he might not be able to defeat them with his own strength, right?"

Many Martial Spirit Hall students involuntarily spoke up at this moment.

"But Saint Son's talent is strong! Although Saint Son has basically not fought in the past five years because no one in the academy could threaten Saint Son's position, he was already at level 36 when His Highness fought with Luo Lin Yezhuang and the others five years ago, would Saint Son's level be lower now?"

"Although I'm just guessing, it seems to me that the current Saint Son, his strength may have already arrived at level sixty."

A student from the Martial Spirit Hall said extremely seriously.

"Level 60? Are you kidding me? How old is the Holy Son? You want him to be 60 when you're 11? So he can't just become a title fighter at 17 or 18? Please, can you use your brain?"

"In my opinion, Saint Son should only be at level fifty right now."

The Martial Soul Hall student from earlier issued a rebuttal upon hearing this, in his opinion, even if Saint Son's talent was stronger, it couldn't be this outrageous.

Several Martial Soul Hall students were thus arguing here, and the two of them weren't far off from the other Martial Soul Hall Academies, after all, their ideas were indeed not far off from the majority of Martial Soul Hall students' ideas.

But aside from these two ideas, there were actually some Martial Soul Hall students who thought of even deeper levels.

That was why another Martial Soul Hall cadet soon stepped forward and said, "More than that, I'm even more worried about the attribution of the Saint Son's position."

That Martial Soul Hall cadet frowned and said, "Although the current Saint Son position has already been decided, our Martial Soul Hall's Saint Son position has never been occupied by those who have the ability to do so."

"His Highness the previous Saint Son didn't have to worry about such issues, and that was because no one who could threaten his position had appeared."

"But the current Empyrean is clearly able to threaten the Sovereign Son."

"And, according to my guess, a genius like Emperor Tian wouldn't want to submit to anyone else, right.... So, it's a certainty that he will snatch the Saint Son's position from the Saint Son sooner or later."

Thinking of this, many of the Martial Spirit Hall students involuntarily sucked in a breath of cold air.