Chapter 210: Douluo Hall

"Wenruo, did you notice any problems just now?" After parting from his mother and returning to his hotel, Nan Feihuang asked the question weighing on his mind. Having spent many years with Xun Yu, he knew that Xun Yu possessed a strategic intuition far sharper than that of an ordinary person.

"My Lord, take a look at the Star Luo tournament schedule." Xun Yu handed the schedule in his hand to Nan Feihuang.

Nan Feihuang glanced over it briefly, his brow furrowing. "Tianshuang Team, Hagen Team... how is Star Luo's luck so good? They only run into pushovers."

"It is likely not luck, but a deliberate arrangement, intended to let them preserve their strength as much as possible to enter the top three," Xun Yu speculated.

"Enter the top three? Could it be because of that rule!" Although Nan Feihuang's brain did not turn as quickly as Xun Yu's, he was not slow; as long as he was given a slight hint, he could immediately keep up.

Xun Yu nodded. "Exactly. After entering the top three, before the final, there is a singles challenge. The three academies take turns sending people out. The academy that ultimately wins goes directly to the final, while the two defeated teams must have another team battle to win the ticket to the final."

"Then this singles challenge is the best time to manipulate things. At that time, the teams from the Spirit Hall and Star Luo will reach a consensus. In that singles match, for example, if we send Jia Kui out first and Star Luo sends Zhu Zhuyun first, Zhu Zhuyun will use her full strength to defeat Jia Kui. But when the person from Spirit Hall Academy comes out, she will immediately concede, letting the Spirit Hall Academy person save their most complete stamina and soul power to continue dealing with our next person, and so on. It is equivalent to two academies working together to deal with us! Even if E Lai and Lingqi can maintain a winning streak, they will suffer massive exhaustion from their wheel tactics."

"And I suspect they will play some dirty tricks within the rules during this singles Spirit Fighting, so that our people participate in the final with as few members as possible, or in a relatively poor state, to ensure the Spirit Hall's victory in the final."

Nan Feihuang thought for a moment. "Star Luo should agree to the Spirit Hall's conditions. After all, they are desperate for this kind of opportunity that practically guarantees them a spot in the top three. Moreover, they will think that if they play us to death in a two-on-one, they might even have a chance to get the runner-up spot themselves."

Anyway, having someone to devise strategies for him, letting his brain rest for a while was fine.

As long as he brought back a top-three or runner-up finish, it would be enough for him to answer to his father, the White Tiger Great Emperor.

However, as a strategist, one must consider defeat before victory; Xun Yu had never been wrong in his deductions regarding the overall situation.

For this tournament, both of Nan Feihuang's sweethearts would be watching. Boys, no matter how mature they are, still like to show off in front of their sweethearts.

"Actually, this is an open conspiracy by the Spirit Hall. Your subordinate cannot break it either. But so what if it cannot be broken? In the face of absolute power, any strategy is useless. My Lord should know this better than your subordinate," Xun Yu laughed.

It was just that when Xun Yu was around, he really dared to turn his brain off.

Since he had come to Wuhun City, his goal was definitely Qian Renxue. This was the place where the two of them could meet most openly.

Xun Yu did not ask who Nan Feihuang was going to find; he could guess it anyway.

"Then leave the rest to you to arrange. This General is going to find someone." Nan Feihuang played the role of the hands-off manager once again.

"One force overcomes ten techniques!" Nan Feihuang instantly understood Xun Yu's plan. "Fine, I'll listen to you. It just so happens that I can perform well in front of my sweetheart."

"You have a way to break the situation, right?" Nan Feihuang looked at Xun Yu and asked. In truth, it was not that he did not know how to break such a strategy.

Of course, it could not be ruled out that Xun Yu was overthinking it, and perhaps Star Luo really was just lucky to keep running into pushovers.

Dai Weisi did not have the ambition to win the championship; after all, with the Flying General and the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation pressing down from above, no one could easily cross these two great mountains.

Walking through Wuhun City, Nan Feihuang had to admit that the spirit and appearance of the commoners here were much better than in Tiandou City.

This was clearly a gathering place for Spirit Masters, a place where class distinctions should have been even more pronounced than in Tiandou City, with Spirit Masters high above and their oppression of ordinary people perhaps stronger than that of the Tiandou nobility over commoners.

Yet, this situation had not truly occurred.

This was a holy land for Spirit Masters, but it was also the place with the greatest restrictions on them.

At least the Popes of the Spirit Hall before Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong were quite qualified, which was why they were able to develop the Spirit Hall so well.

The Evil Spirit Masters of later generations, called Fallen Spirit Masters in this era, were either driven to the edges of the continent to live with wolf bandits or were hiding in Slaughter City, unable to come out.

In the original work, Ning Fengzhi once said that the continent had been stable and peaceful for decades, which he viewed as the calm before the storm.

But to maintain this peace, the efforts made by many people must have been significant.

"A nice place. But one day, I will develop Gu Lei Wang Du to be even better than this!" Nan Feihuang only viewed the Spirit Hall as an opponent, not an enemy, so he did not begrudge his praise.

"Feihuang has great ambitions; it truly makes Xue Jie admire you."

A voice suddenly rose from behind. Nan Feihuang turned his head to look, and that beautiful figure with long golden hair fluttering in the wind—who else could it be but Qian Renxue?

She had long known that Nan Feihuang would find an opportunity to come out to find her, so she had found a way to avoid Ning Fengzhi and had long since restored her true form to wait for him.

Nan Feihuang smiled slightly. "Xue Jie, as the host, take me around here."

"Come with Xue Jie, I'll take you to a good place!" Qian Renxue took Nan Feihuang's hand and walked into the Spirit Hall. Without her leading him, Nan Feihuang would have only been able to wander around the city, but now he could enter the hall itself.

"Where is Xue Jie taking me?"

"The most noble place in my Spirit Hall, the Douluo Hall!"

"Douluo Hall? Isn't that the place where the doors only open when a Title Douluo advances or falls? I've heard that even the Pope cannot enter or leave at will. Can I go in?" Nan Feihuang asked, puzzled.

If he could really enter the Douluo Hall, he would naturally be overjoyed; he still wanted to see where his mother's name was carved.

"You certainly can't go in, but Xue Jie has a way to let you see the scene inside." Qian Renxue brought Nan Feihuang to the front of the Douluo Hall's gates.

Nan Feihuang had not seen the Offering Hall, but he had at least seen the Pope Palace during the opening ceremony.

This Douluo Hall was not as opulent and magnificent as the Pope Palace, but its sense of antiquity, simplicity, and majesty was not inferior to the Pope Palace in the slightest.

If the other two halls were described as halls of power, the Douluo Hall was a hall of honor. Legend had it that inside the Douluo Hall, there was a group of holy steles for Title Douluo. And buried beneath these holy steles were all the Title Douluo of the Spirit Hall over the past several thousand years.

Qian Renxue said, "Those qualified to sleep here are all the top-tier geniuses of the Douluo Continent over the past several thousand years, and they are also the face of the Spirit Hall that we once relied upon to stand in this world. The growth experience of the Spirit Hall was by no means achieved overnight; our strong cultural heritage is the result of thousands of years of accumulation and precipitation. It was only at the cost of the lives of countless outstanding Spirit Masters that we reached this status today. This place holds the spirit tablets of all our meritorious deeds; this point alone is enough to make the Douluo Hall transcend the other two halls and become the number one holy land of my Spirit Hall!"

Besides power, the things people are most obsessed with in this world are honor. After all, power cannot be taken into the grave, but a great name can be passed down for eternity.

As the successor of the Angel Clan, Qian Renxue spoke of the Douluo Hall with incomparable piety and longing.

It was just a pity that the doors were tightly shut, and Nan Feihuang could not go in to see the true face of the Douluo Hall!

(End of chapter)