Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo arrived around the stands, but there were too many people watching in front, and this position really blocked their view.
"Old ghost, clear the way."
Chrysanthemum Douluo raised his chin and commanded in a high-pitched voice.
Ghost Douluo looked reluctant: "You always make me do this kind of thing..."
Chrysanthemum Douluo raised an eyebrow and said with a fawning look, "This kind of thing should be left to ugly people~"
"Get lost, you dead asshole, all you do is spew filth!"
Ghost Douluo glared fiercely at Chrysanthemum Douluo.
He walked forward with a grim expression, and said in a low, ghostly voice, "Get out of the way—"
The Soul Master in front turned around and suddenly saw a ghostly face appear behind him.
"Oh my god!"
The Soul Master trembled in fright and quickly moved aside.
Ghost Douluo used his "ghost face" and the underworld aura he exuded to carve a bloody path straight to the stands.
Gradually, some Soul Masters recognized their identities.
"My God, aren't these two renowned elders from the Spirit Hall?!"
"Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo!"
"I heard they're His Holiness the Pope's most trusted confidants!"
"You must have come here on His Holiness the Pope's orders, right?"
"My God! His Holiness the Pope knows about this too!"
"Will she also come and try to get a piece of the pie herself?!"
"I never imagined I'd have the chance to see Her Holiness the Pope alive in my lifetime! You know, she's said to be a great beauty!"
As soon as the man finished speaking, Ghost Douluo frowned and looked over.
The oppressive aura emanating from the Title Douluo instantly froze the man's blood, stiffened his body, and made him tremble.
How dare you discuss His Holiness the Pope? Are you tired of living?
At this moment, Chrysanthemum Douluo patted him.
"Old Ghost, look, someone's attacking from up there."
"Third Soul Skill, Sweep Across the Army!"
A young man shouted from the stands, and at the same time, his third spirit ring shone brightly, though it was a white spirit ring.
The black scythe spun wildly around his body, creating gusts of wind, before finally striking Lin Yi's neck.
"Clang!"
"Click—"
The black scythe-shaped martial spirit shattered on the spot!
The young man knelt down in disbelief, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The shattering of a martial soul is indeed a form of harm for a soul master.
Lin Yi frowned and raised his hand to move his slightly stiff neck.
It's probably because he said that the reward would be exceptionally generous if anyone could kill him.
Therefore, most Soul Masters chose to attack his neck directly...
In the past half day, his neck has been chopped thirty-seven times.
Of course, he didn't lose a single hair.
Many soul masters have had their martial souls shattered as a result, and here comes another one.
[HP Loss: 1838]
[Remaining HP: 9,999,998,756,22]
[Damage Level: White]
[Random Reward: 1000 Silver Soul Coins]
[Host Reward: 1000 Gold Soul Coins]
Lin Yi couldn't help but twitch his lips when he saw these data.
In reality, he couldn't feel the intensity of each attack he received, because no matter how great the damage was, it didn't hurt him at all.
Therefore, the strength of an attack can only be judged based on the data displayed on the panel each time.
But what's in front of me...
"Brother, go back and practice more. You're too weak. 1838 damage is still more than 3000 damage away from what I consider to be the yellow level."
Lin Yi said with a hint of helplessness.
After so many rounds of attacks, he had become so straightforward that he told the opponent the damage data for each attack.
This will not only allow them to clearly know their damage data, but also understand the distance between themselves and the next damage level.
This is a way of indirectly clarifying their goals for the future.
Upon hearing this, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo exchanged bewildered glances.
"He actually categorized the damage caused by the attack into specific levels? And even provided specific data?"
"Not sure, let's see."
...
Lin Yi threw a pile of silver soul coins, which were shimmering with white light, in front of the young man.
But the latter opened his eyes wide in disbelief, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, knelt on the ground and grabbed Lin Yi's thigh.
"Senior!! Is there any possibility of a mistake? This is my third soul skill! How could it only deal 1838 damage? It should be at least 5000!"
Lin Yi sneered upon hearing this.
"You think you can get a yellow-level reward for such low damage? Where do you get your confidence? Your spirit quality is too low, and your spirit rings are also of poor quality. It's understandable that your damage is low."
After he finished speaking, without Lin Yi having to lift a finger, two Soul Masters in the queue came up, lifted the young man up, and threw him off the stands.
"Hehe, I can tell that this Soul Master's third Soul Skill is incredibly weak. He still wants to get a yellow reward. My brother and I barely managed to deal 5046 damage with our Martial Soul Fusion Skill."
"If your Martial Soul Fusion Skill only dealt 5046 damage, then you and your brother are really weak."
"...You think you're so tough? Let's have a one-on-one fight!"
"I am not very talented, but my third soul skill just dealt 6042 damage to you, senior."
"Master!!!"
...
Listening to the discussions of the Soul Masters around them, Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo seemed to have their worldviews refreshed.
These Soul Masters... why do they seem to have gained so much experience from killing?
Lin Yi sat cross-legged, gazing calmly ahead.
After his mental strength increased to 10,000, he was able to easily grasp the entire situation on the scene.
Including the two Title Douluos who have just come down from the stage...
The moment Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo appeared, Lin Yi's mental energy locked onto them.
He knew it very well.
With Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo making their appearances, Bibi Dong's arrival is not far off.
Thinking of this, Lin Yi curled the corners of his mouth.
After being scraped with gua sha for most of the day, he now felt like a hungry wolf seeing a fat sheep when he saw a titled Douluo.
I'm so hungry for the damage from a Title Douluo!
"I am actually very grateful to everyone for selflessly contributing their strength. Although the strength may vary, to me, this is a manifestation of the enthusiasm of the people of Wuhun City."
Lin Yi started using his acting skills to manipulate them.
The effect was remarkable, and the expressions of many onlookers changed.
They murmured:
"We killed him for a reward, and he actually said we were selfless and thanked us..."
"It's clearly because the senior was too selfless!"
"Senior! Please don't say that! We should be thanking you!"
"Yes, my wife is sick, but I have no money. I only got two gold soul coins because I slashed the senior!"
Lin Yi smiled slightly, but his heart was clenching.
You have the nerve to mention it when you only got two gold soul coins?
"But the damage you all have inflicted makes it difficult for me to see any hope of dying. There are very few Soul Masters here who have suffered damage at the yellow level..."
Upon hearing this, many Soul Masters lowered their heads in shame.
It's all my fault for being too incompetent to fulfill Senior Lin Yi's wish.
At this moment, the Soul Masters in line suddenly looked at Chrysanthemum Douluo and Soul Douluo and extended an invitation to the two Title Douluos.
"Two esteemed Title Douluos, please cut in line!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo were completely dumbfounded when they saw this.
"Yes, yes, hurry up and let the two Title Douluos cut in line, otherwise if Senior Lin Yi doesn't see any hope of dying and leaves Spirit City, how will we get freebies... ugh! How will we do good deeds!"