Douluo Continent: I Have No Thieves Under Heaven, the Explosive King Returns

Chapter 12 Six Years of Bloodshed, The Crowning of the Holy Son (A Test Read, Please Continue!)

Six years later, on the Spirit Hall's life-or-death arena.

"boom!"

Yan's giant lava fist slammed heavily onto the ground, cracks spreading like a spider web, and tidal waves of magma spewed out from the fissures.

In an instant, half of the arena was covered by scorching lava, as if a high-temperature bronze furnace was melting everything.

"With no thieves in the world, our golden generation will win again this year!"

With a clap of his hands, lava surged towards the four men, like ocean waves crashing down.

"Your advantage from your soul power is already negligible this year, and you still want to beat us? You're dreaming!"

Tianxia Wuzei chuckled, and his first spirit ring lit up.

"Overlord Chasing Wind Fist - Earth-Splitting Strike!"

He stepped forward, his left fist enveloped in a dazzling light, and slammed it into the ground.

"Crack, click, click!"

The entire arena trembled instantly. Starting with the fist of "No Thief Under Heaven," several cracks appeared in the ground, engulfing the lava tide.

At the same time, countless sharp spikes burst forth from the earth, like earth-colored dragons awakening from their slumber, and charged fiercely toward Yan, Xie Yue, and Hu Liena.

The three members of the Golden Generation looked grave as they leaped up in unison to avoid the attack of the ground spikes.

Seeing this, Tianxia Wuzei smirked and his first spirit ring lit up.

"Overlord Chasing Wind Fist - Wind and Thunder Style!"

The thief moved with lightning speed, his speed, propelled by the wind and thunder, caused the air to crackle sharply.

Compared to the ordinary Overlord Chasing Wind Fist, the Wind and Thunder Style grants faster and stronger attack power.

Yan's pupils contracted sharply, and he managed to catch a glimpse of the afterimage with all his might.

They wanted to retaliate, but ultimately they were a step too late.

The moment his arms turned to stone, the powerful punch from "No Thief Under Heaven," imbued with the force of wind and thunder, rapidly magnified in his pupils.

"boom!"

Yan's petrified skin cracked under the violent force of the Overlord Chasing Wind Fist, and he was sent flying backward with his face twisted.

He spun countless times in the air, his feet carving two charred furrows into the ring before finally regaining his footing.
The moment he stopped, Yan felt a metallic taste rise in his throat, and he was secretly alarmed.

"That bastard still loves to slap people in the face, but his punches are even harder than last year!"

Xie Yue and Hu Liena reacted and immediately attacked Tianxia Wuzei.

"First soul skill, cut!"

"First Soul Skill, Foxfire Token!"

In an instant, a crescent blade shot out, slashing straight at Tianxia Wuzei's neck.

A pink foxfire appeared harmless, but as it passed, the air distorted and hissed as it enveloped the world of thieves.

The thief ignored this and kept his eyes fixed on Yan, who was not far away.

Just as the moon blade was about to strike him, the traitor made his move.

"Thunderous Ghost Boomerang!"

The dart shot out suddenly, appearing even faster beside Tianxia Wuzei, and deflected the moon blade away.

At the same time, the one who recognized the thief as his father also made a move, using a water escape technique, a cold water column colliding with Hu Liena's foxfire.

Suddenly, the shifty-eyed man shouted, "Boss, you deal with that redhead, I'll take care of the battlefield for you! Flying Blade Rock-Splitting Slash!"

Several blades of light ripped through the ground, instantly enveloping Hu Liena and Xie Yue.

With lightning speed, Tianxia Wuzei unleashed his Wind and Thunder Style once again, charging towards Yan.

All of this happened so fast that Yan hadn't even had a chance to catch her breath.

The Thief Under Heaven closed in again, his left fist gathering power, his soul force condensing into a spiral vortex at the tip of his fist.

At this moment, his second spirit ring lit up, unleashing the third form of the Overlord Chasing Wind Fist.

Overlord Chasing Wind Fist - Gale-style Combo!
The fists rained down like a storm, each strike accompanied by a piercing sonic boom, making loud banging noises as they hit Yan's body.

Yan's petrified skin continued to peel away under the relentless bombardment, sending fragments of rock flying everywhere.

"Damn it!" he roared, and his fourth spirit ring suddenly lit up. "Fourth spirit skill, churning magma!"

The ground suddenly collapsed, and a column of scorching magma shot into the sky, attempting to drive away the thief.

However, Tianxia Wuzei sneered, activated the Wind and Thunder Style again, and his figure transformed into a winding bolt of lightning. He actually stepped on the erupting magma and used the force to leap up, then fiercely cleaved down with the Earth-Splitting Style in mid-air!

Unable to dodge, Yan could only cross his arms above his head to block. With a loud bang, the ground beneath his feet cracked, and he nearly collapsed to his knees as his arms bent.

But he was still a Soul Master, and a level 48 Soul Master at that, with a Soul Power more than ten levels higher than that of Tianxia Wuzei.

Unfortunately, the game "No Thieves Under Heaven" has almost turned the Overlord Chasing Wind Fist into a basic attack, allowing it to unleash maximum power with minimal consumption every time it's used.

Even if his soul power is not as good as Yan's, his actual combat strength is worse than Yan's.

No thief in the world dares to face Yan alone; he is fully confident of defeating him.

On the other side, the traitor's Thunderous Ghost Dart clashed fiercely with Evil Moon's Moon Blade, sparks flying everywhere.

With a flick of his wrist, Xie Yue unleashed a swirling arc of light from his moon blade, only to have it forcibly severed by the cunning and shifty-eyed Flying Blade Rock-Breaking Slash.

Hu Liena's foxfire was extinguished by the Water Escape Technique of "Recognizing a Thief as Father". A cold light flashed in her eyes as she used her charm to try to bewitch the person who recognized the thief as father.

Unexpectedly, just as she was beginning to bewitch him and recognize him as her father, she was slapped awake by a thief-like face.

The three worked together seamlessly, and even with their inferior soul power, they were still able to hold Xie Yue and Hu Liena back tightly.

While they were locked in a protracted struggle, Tianxia Wuzei was crushing Yan on the other side, and it was only a matter of time before Yan was defeated.

Bibi Dong's face was ashen, and the temperature around her seemed to drop considerably.

She never imagined that her carefully selected golden generation would be suppressed so humiliatingly in front of everyone!

Yue Guan and Gui Mei remained silent, too terrified to say a word.

Lion Douluo chuckled, a look of satisfaction flashing in his eyes, "That brat, the Rebellious Minister, is becoming more and more skilled with his Thunder Ghost Darts."

Qianjun Douluo stroked his beard and nodded: "It's not bad to recognize a thief as one's father. He can even easily neutralize Hu Liena's foxfire."

The Demon-Slaying Douluo stood with his arms crossed, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Although that shifty-eyed fellow's soul power is a bit low, his timing is excellent, and every move is ruthless."

The three exchanged a smile, their expressions serene, a stark contrast to Bibi Dong's fury.

At that moment, the situation on the arena suddenly changed.

The second soul ring on Tianxia Wuzei lit up again, instantly creating two afterimages.

Overlord Chasing Wind Fist - Gale-Style Instant Shadow Combo!
Three figures surrounded Yan, their fists flying, each punch like a cannonball striking Yan's entire body.

"Bang bang bang!"

Yan's petrified skin kept cracking, making a crackling sound all over his body, as if he had a string of lit firecrackers hanging on his body.

His bones shattered and blood splattered, like a bursting sack; amidst the gushing crimson, he was no longer human.

"Your Holiness the Pope!" Yue Guan couldn't bear it and looked at Bibi Dong questioningly.

Bibi Dong knew that the Thieves Under Heaven had grown up and that even Yan of the Golden Generation was no match for them.

Although Xie Yue and Hu Liena still had their Martial Soul Fusion Skills to use, she didn't want to reveal them so quickly.

After thinking for a moment, Bibi Dong finally spoke up: "Admit defeat. It's not like Nana and the others haven't lost before."

Upon receiving a response, Yue Guan excitedly rushed onto the stage.

Just as Tianxia Wuzei was crushing Yan, a terrifying soul force made him pause.

The next moment, Yan was swept away by a golden light and appeared below the arena.

"Hmph, you're lucky you ran fast, otherwise it would be a miracle if you didn't beat him to a pulp!" The thief-free man couldn't stop him, so he could only scoff.

With Yue Guan's move, the Golden Generation lost their life-or-death battle.

Although it was a life-or-death battle, neither side would allow someone they valued to die.

After all, the four members of "A World Without Thieves" had also encountered difficulties in previous years, and in the end, it was the guardians who came to their rescue.

Without a shred of respect, Tianxia Wuzei glanced at Bibi Dong and said coldly, "Your Holiness, you may announce the results now."

"The outcome is decided. The Four Villains have won this battle," she announced coldly, then swept Hu Liena off the stage and left.

"We won! We really won!"

"Six years... six years! Boss, we have finally trampled the Golden Generation under our feet with honor!"

"Last year, we caught them off guard by using the 'trickster' technique and barely won, but this year we won entirely on our own merits."

Lion Douluo, watching from below the stage, picked at his ear and muttered to Thousand-Pound Douluo, "These three little rascals are noisier when they win than when they lose." But the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up in a smile.

Suddenly, the void trembled, and a magnificent and sacred golden light poured down from the sky, enveloping the entire arena in a dazzling pillar of light.

Qian Daoliu's voice resounded from all directions like the might of heaven, each syllable resonating with the heavens and earth.

"In the name of the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall, I hereby confer upon Tianxia Wuzei the title of Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, effective immediately!"

(End of this chapter)