"Third soul skill, ice refraction."

Meng Hongchen let out a delicate cry, and the third soul ring on her body instantly lit up. A circle of faint blue light spread rapidly from bottom to top throughout her body.

The terrifying coldness seemed to condense into substance, turning into white cold mist visible to the naked eye, and quickly spread around.

On the ground of the competition arena, the originally hard stone slabs made a "cracking" sound under the invasion of the cold fog, and in an instant they solidified into a shiny ice surface.

The shiny icy ground clearly reflected Meng Hongchen's figure, but there was more than one figure.

One, two, three... together with the original body, there are four figures in total, just like flowers in the mirror or the moon in the water, it is difficult to tell the real from the fake.

Meng Hongchen's speed was extremely fast. During the attack, his figure left behind a series of afterimages, which were dazzling and overwhelming.

"So fast..." He Caitou was shocked and couldn't help but blurt out.

But at this moment, he was a little dumbfounded.

His soul guide turret had just entered the second stage of combination, and the heavy metal parts had just begun to bite together. Before he had time to exert force, he saw Meng Hongchen holding a knife, turning into a white lightning, and slashing towards him.

Time went back to two seconds ago, and just as the referee waved his hand suddenly, Meng Hongchen moved.

She tapped the ground with her toes, and her whole body shot out like an arrow, rushing straight towards He Caitou.

While sprinting, the first soul ring behind her suddenly lit up, and a powerful driving force acted on her, causing her speed to increase to an incredible level in an instant.

Driven by the dazzling white light, her acceleration instantly reached 100 meters per second.

You know, the diameter of this competition stage is only a hundred meters!
In other words, it only takes one second for Meng Hongchen to reach the other person.

When she was about ten meters away from He Caitou, she released her Red Eyed Ice Toad martial spirit.

With a soft "quack" sound, a cloud of white mist exploded behind her, and the shadow of a huge white toad emerged, with two scarlet eyes staring at He Caitou, as if it wanted to swallow him in one bite.

With the help of the powerful driving force, her body flew up in the air.

She blew gently, and a white mist immediately spread forward, facing the direction of He Caitou.

The third soul ring had already shone, and the multiple clones confused He Caitou's vision, making it almost impossible for him to tell who was the real one.

In the moment he was stunned, the white mist had completely enveloped him.

"Fall down." Meng Hongchen waved his hand gently, with a faint smile on his face.

"Oh no, it's poisonous." He Caitou's body softened and his lips turned purple. He didn't know if it was because of the cold or poisoning.

With a "thump", He Caitou's somewhat burly body fell to the ground in an instant and was motionless.

The people of the Sun-Moon Empire are good at using soul guides, and Meng Hongchen himself is also a seventh-level soul guide.

The speed that a seventh-level soul guide propulsion device can instantly burst out is so powerful that with Meng Hongchen's cultivation and physical fitness, he can just withstand controlling this level of soul guide propulsion device.

The whole process happened so fast that the audience only saw a flash before their eyes, and Meng Hongchen had already approached He Caitou.

Then Meng Hongchen released a white mist, and then he and Cai Tou fell to the ground with a bang.

"What's happening here?"

Not only the audience was dumbfounded, but Zhou Sichen and others from Shrek Academy were also dumbfounded.

With their level of cultivation, they naturally couldn't tell what was happening.

I just saw Meng Hongchen approaching He Caitou, and then He Caitou fell down.

“It’s poison.”

"Meng Hongchen's Red Eyed Ice Toad martial soul has a terrifying toxin. Coupled with her Soul Saint strength, anyone with less strength than her will be completely unable to withstand the poison."

Beibei's heart seemed to have sunk to the bottom of a valley, and the abnormally dark color at the corner of Caitou's lips was clearly a sign of being poisoned by some kind of poison.

Meng Hongchen, you are so cruel!
"Stop!" Beibei roared, and his figure flashed, rushing onto the stage like an arrow, standing between Meng Hongchen and He Caitou.

He stared at Meng Hongchen with a sharp gaze, and spoke word by word:

"I represent Shrek Academy. We admit defeat in this match. Now, immediately, detoxify him!"

He pointed at He Caitou, whose face was purple and whose breath was dying, and his tone was full of unquestionable majesty.

Meng Hongchen was not moved at all. She chuckled with a hint of mockery in her tone:

"Detoxification? Beibei, aren't you too naive? This is a competition, not a game. How can you detoxify just because you say so?"

"Then what will you do?!"

Beibei turned his head suddenly, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and his tone was filled with suppressed anger.

Meng Hongchen gently stroked the hair that fell on her shoulders, her posture was leisurely and calm, like a queen in control of everything:

"Can't you guess what my conditions are?"

Beibei took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart. He knew that now was not the time to act on impulse, as He Caitou's life was still in the hands of the other party.

He asked coldly: "Tell me, what do you want?"

Meng Hongchen raised a sly smile and said slowly:
"It's simple. I want you to promise that in the next game, He Caitou will not take action again."

Beibei's heart sank. This was exactly what he was most worried about and it was also the result he had expected.

With He Caitou being poisoned, Shrek Academy has lost a powerful fighter, and the next competition will be more difficult.

But Beibei had no choice. If he didn't agree, He Caitou's life would be in danger.

This is no ordinary toxin.

This is the innate poison of Meng Hongchen's martial soul, and ordinary soul masters cannot withstand it at all.

Just as Meng Hongchen and Beibei were constantly pulling each other, Han Yu's expression in the observation area changed slightly.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?"

Yuan Gungun was the first one to notice Han Yu's abnormality.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Tian and others also turned their eyes over.

Han Yu took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "It's okay, you guys watch the game here first, there's something wrong with my cultivation, I need to go back and practice."

"If I don't come out by then, then you guys can go up and play in the match, is that ok?"

Long Aotian nodded and said, "Young Sect Master, don't worry, leave the competition to us."

Han Yu nodded, then his body flashed and disappeared on the spot.

Everyone was left looking at each other.

"Boss, is he okay?"

in the hotel.

Han Yu said goodbye to everyone and returned to the hotel.

Of course there was nothing wrong with his cultivation, that's why he said that.

It was because the test of God of Destruction suddenly came.

"The second test of the God of Destruction, Pride, begins now."

The low voice of the God of Destruction sounded in his mind, and then Han Yu only felt a flash before his eyes, and he disappeared in the hotel.

"here it is?"

When Han Yu came to his senses, he found himself in a completely strange world.

Of course, martial spirits still exist in this world.

"Welcome to the Arrogant Space. Your cultivation cannot be used here. Everything will start over again."

"Your memory will also be sealed for a short time."

"This is a world built on your heart. You will have the most powerful talent and background in the world. Enjoy this brand new rebirth."

The voice of the God of Destruction disappeared from his mind, and Han Yu finally had time to look around him.

He is now in a room whose architectural style is very similar to that of Douluo Continent.

But there is no soul guide.

Han Yu walked to a mirror as tall as a person and took a look at himself. Then a large amount of information suddenly flooded into his mind.

Han Yu couldn't help but close his eyes and sort out the information in his mind.

This is a world called Fighting Soul Continent, which is similar to Douluo Continent, and the cultivation system is also martial soul.

His family was called the Han family, and it was also the most powerful family in the entire continent.

His current name is Han Yu, and he is a leader of the younger generation.

At the age of eighteen, he had already reached the level of Contra.

Moreover, his martial soul is the Han family's top inherited martial soul, the Qinghan Sword.

The name of the martial soul is very ordinary, but its quality is very powerful.

The Qinghan Sword is different from ordinary weapon spirits. It not only possesses the powerful attack ability of a weapon spirit, but also has attributes.

Cold represents ice, extreme ice.

Han Yu has extreme attributes, but he has already reached the level of Soul Douluo at the age of eighteen, which is a rare existence in the entire continent.

Although the Han family's martial spirit is powerful, their population is very small. In Han Yu's generation, there are only three people in total, including him.

Cold rain, cold moon, cold wind.

He is the eldest, Hanyue is his younger sister, and Hanfeng is his younger brother.

Although they are brother and sister, they are not born to the same mother.

Han Yu's mother died when he was very young, and so did his sister Han Yue's mother.

Han Feng's mother was married to Han Yu's father later.

dong dong!

"Master, the master wants you to come over."

The sudden knock on the door interrupted Han Yu's thoughts.

After sorting out the memories in his mind, Han Yu walked out of the room naturally.

His memory is now sealed, so he naturally thinks of himself as Han Yu of this world.

"Father."

When he arrived outside, Han Yu knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Squeak-!
The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man appeared in Han Yu's sight.

The middle-aged man was dressed in black, with a stern face and a powerful aura faintly emanating from him.

He is Han Yu's father, Han Jian.

"You're here, sit down."

Han Jian's originally serious expression softened immediately when he saw Han Yu coming.

"Yes, Father."

"I don't know why you called me here."

Han Yu sat down on the chair next to him and asked.

Han Jian sat down next to Han Yu, took a sip of the tea on the table, and said softly:
"You are already eighteen years old this year. Your father has found a marriage for you and you have just made an engagement with someone else."

"what?"

"How come I don't know about this?"

Han Yu's face changed slightly. He had been devoted to cultivation over the years, which was why he was able to reach the level of Soul Douluo at such a young age.

But his father found a fiancée for him at this time.

I don’t know why, but when Han Yu heard about this arranged marriage, she subconsciously felt very resistant.

Han Jian said slowly:
"Didn't I tell you now?"

"As my son, our Han family has always been small, and you have the obligation to expand our family."

Han Yu hurriedly said: "Father, I am naturally responsible for this matter."

"But I haven't even met her, and you've already arranged a marriage for her. This kind of marriage is not a good thing for either me or her, right?"

"After all, we have no feelings for each other, and such an engagement will not have a good outcome."

Han Jian glanced at Han Yu, who looked resistant, and said calmly, "The engagement has been made, and there is absolutely no possibility of changing it."

"Besides, she is a princess of the royal family. If you marry her, there will be two huge monsters standing behind you in the future."

"How good is this for you? I don't need to explain it to you, right?"

Han Yu's heart moved. There are two major empires in the Douhun Continent.

The South and the North.

The strength of the two empires is almost the same, and both have an Extreme Douluo in charge.

The empire where their Han family is located is the Southern Kingdom. As for the royal family.
It can be said that the Ultimate Douluo of the Southern Country is from the Han family.

He is also Han Yu’s grandfather, Han Zhentian.

Although the royal family does not have an Ultimate Douluo, it has a huge number of soul masters and armies.

"But even if the person opposite me is a princess, I still want to meet her."

"What if it's not suitable?"

Han Yu couldn't help but say that he naturally understood what Han Jian meant, but what if the other party didn't look like what he wanted, then wouldn't his second half of life be over?

This is a lifelong matter and cannot be dealt with so simply.

"Want to meet?"

"Okay."

A smile flashed across Han Jian's face, and then he agreed, "Tomorrow, I will go to the palace."

"When the time comes, you will meet each other naturally."

"Okay, you go out."

The Southern Kingdom and the Northern Kingdom have always been mortal enemies, and both want to defeat the other and unify the continent.

However, the strength of both sides was almost the same, so the situation remained deadlocked.

But with Han Yu's birth, his talent was soon discovered by the royal family.

With Han Yu's cultivation speed, his future is almost certain once he becomes an Extreme Douluo.

By that time, the Southern Kingdom had two Ultimate Douluo.

With two Ultimate Douluo, the Northern Kingdom could not stop the offensive of the Southern Kingdom.

Therefore, this scene of marriage came into being.

Next, Han Jian took Han Yu to meet his fiancée.

Although the other person is not extremely beautiful, she is still quite pretty.

Han Yu didn't mind, so he agreed reluctantly.

After they got married, the days passed slowly like any other day.

Ten years later.

Han family.

boom!
A terrifying aura suddenly spread wildly from the center of the Han family to the surrounding areas.

A terrifying energy storm formed instantly
"Han Yu has broken through to the Ultimate Douluo" (End of this chapter)