If Su Ming remembered correctly, the time Tang Wulin took to fuse the first nine Golden Dragon King seals was fixed; he was forced to chase time for each seal. But starting from the tenth seal, the power contained within became immensely powerful, powerful enough to be sustained for a long time.
Even if he ultimately couldn't maintain it and a seal broke, Tang Wulin could rely on his Golden Dragon King bloodline to live for hundreds or thousands of years before that point, accumulating strength to overcome that tribulation.
For these seals, there were also safety nets. The most cost-effective way to use Lao Tang's three intervention opportunities would naturally be to help Tang Wulin absorb the bloodline power twice, plus trap the Abyssal Sage King.
Oh, and not just that.
By that time, Tang Wulin would inevitably have also obtained the Vast Sea Cosmic Crest and entered the Sea God's trial.
Relying on the rewards from the divine trial, he might even overcome a few more seals.
Su Ming cursed inwardly.
Who says Tang Wulin had it rough?
He couldn't see any hardship here.
His path was basically laid out for him, almost completely unobstructed.
Even if he were truly garbage, too incompetent to be helped, he could still lie low for ten thousand years, waiting for the God Realm's return.
On the arena, Tang Wulin gradually regained control.
However, even after regaining control of his body, he remained unconscious.
The crazy exchange of blows left the arena shattered in multiple places. The referee could only fuse with his own Battle Armor to avoid being accidentally injured.
En Ci also secretly focused his spirit, ready to intervene at any moment to stop the two.
Tang Wulin's power had been supplemented, but he was still slightly inferior to Long Yue.
However, with three Qi and Blood Spirit Rings, his dragon aura underwent another qualitative transformation.
Not only that, he also gained a third Qi and Blood Spirit Skill.
The unconscious Tang Wulin finally instinctively activated this Spirit Skill.
"Golden Dragon Roar!"
The Golden Dragon King's dragon pressure instantly filled the entire venue.
All dragon-attribute Spirit Masters in the audience went limp, their faces showing fear.
Spirit Masters with beast Martial Spirits also felt as if a great mountain had appeared above their heads, pressing down on them hard, making their Spirit Power circulation sluggish.
Long Yue, facing the Golden Dragon Roar head-on, even had a trace of clarity return to his crazy gaze, startled by the roar.
This sliver of clarity created an opening in his attack rhythm, which Tang Wulin seized.
The outcome was decided. Lao Tang, feeling his dwindling power, turned his gaze towards the Shrek private box.
"I'd really like to take the chance to deal with both of you."
Unfortunately.
Not enough power.
Lao Tang knew that if he were to truly act against Su Ming and Gu Yue, it would require using at least one more portion of his power.
But could he use it?
He couldn't.
His intervention opportunities had to be reserved for Tang Wulin.
Never mind the tenth seal; just the eighth and ninth seals would be enough to give Tang Wulin a hard time.
After all, the spiritual objects required to fuse seals at that level had reached the hundred-thousand-year tier.
"Hmph!"
A cold snort sounded, causing Lao Tang's divine sense pain.
He looked towards the box again, shocked and angry.
Just now, he had sent a part of his divine sense into the box to scan Su Ming and Gu Yue, but Su Ming had directly severed it.
"You court death!"
Su Ming looked at Tang Wulin and raised an eyebrow.
"Daring to spy without enough power?"
Lao Tang was just a nanny, not an assassin.
Each intervention opportunity was precious, and the primary goal certainly wasn't to target Su Ming.
Furthermore, after completing his normal tasks, his remaining power wouldn't be enough to pose a threat to Su Ming anyway.
Su Ming now genuinely possessed strength equivalent to a Super Douluo.
Coupled with a set of troublesome survival skills.
Playing it safe and developing slowly depends on the situation.
At least now, in this Douluo 3 era, Su Ming had already begun to take shape and didn't need to be overly cautious everywhere.
With Tang Hao suppressed, A Yin deceived, and almost all of Tang San's cards disrupted by Su Ming, what did he have to fear?
The greatest threats to Su Ming were the real trump cards.
If he truly pushed Tang San to desperation, it would actually benefit Su Ming, as he could at least resurrect.
"Activating Spirit Rings is also more convenient in this era than in Douluo 1; just go to the Spirit Ascension Platform and absorb the spiritual power of similar Spirit Beasts."
The biggest loss for Su Ming was that he hadn't completed the condensation of his third Martial Spirit in Douluo 2 yet. His resurrection method would be somewhat different from the Douluo 1 era; he couldn't back up his progress in advance. The Spirit Power level after resurrection would depend on how much Spirit Power he managed to preserve.
Even so, Su Ming had alternative backup methods; Time-Space Traversal could guarantee preserving most of his Spirit Power.
The match ended with Tang Wulin defeating Long Yue.
The result was the same, but the process had changed dramatically.
Su Ming turned and left the private box.
The rest had nothing to do with him.
[Douluo 2]
It had been half a year since they entered the Star Dou Great Forest for the Spirit Hunt, and Huo Yuhao still hadn't found his Spirit Ring.
Beside him, Wang Dong couldn't help but chuckle inwardly, seeing Huo Yuhao's anxious expression, eager to find his Spirit Ring.
"You know, Elder Xuan is being way too cautious leading the team this time. He's actually delayed us for a full six months," Huo Yuhao complained.
He was feeling somewhat unaccustomed to it.
Xuan Zi wasn't munching on chicken legs but was instead diligent and thorough, always walking at the front of the group, ensuring all students were behind him, and personally dealing with any Spirit Beasts they encountered.
It was safe, alright, but the efficiency was terribly low. In six full months, only twelve of the seventeen students had obtained their Spirit Rings.
In a normal Spirit Hunt operation, all seventeen Spirit Rings would have been found long ago within six months.
Huo Yuhao not only felt unaccustomed but also had a vague sense of foreboding.
He felt that this seemingly safe trip was actually packed with hidden dangers.
"Yao Haoxuan, your Spirit Ring is here."
Xuan Zi's voice was filled with excitement.
In his perception, a Spirit Beast with a powerful aura had appeared ahead.
He led the group to sneak closer.
"It's a Blaze Tiger, cultivation around twenty-thousand years. It suits you perfectly."
From the aura and Spirit Power, Xuan Zi had initially judged that this Spirit Beast suited Yao Haoxuan. Getting closer for verification confirmed it further.
From this perspective, Xuan Zi did have some talent for leading Spirit Hunts.
Yao Haoxuan was also drawn to the Blaze Tiger.
"Elder Xuan, let's go with this Blaze Tiger."
After six months, these students had developed a new habit.
In previous Shrek Spirit Hunts, the entire team would attack the target Spirit Beast together, subduing it for the suitable member to absorb.
Leading the team for half a year, Xuan Zi had directly corrected Yao Haoxuan and the others' habits. Now, upon seeing a target Spirit Beast, they just let Xuan Zi handle it.
Xuan Zi was also happy with this arrangement.
This time, I, Xuan Zi, must amaze everyone!
Flawless victory!
Earth-yellow energy swirled around him. A bovine roar sounded as he transformed into a giant over five meters tall.
He condensed a mass of earth-yellow energy in his hands and threw it from over a hundred meters away.
The pair of bovine horns on his head glowed, as if communicating with something.
A circular formation rose beneath the Blaze Tiger's feet. Its limbs instantly sank into the ground, the powerful gravity making it difficult to move.
The earth-yellow energy ball struck the Blaze Tiger head-on.
Before it could even howl in pain, Xuan Zi grabbed it by the throat, and several heavy slaps landed directly.
Under its shocked and furious gaze, Xuan Zi slammed it repeatedly against the ground before finally throwing it in front of Yao Haoxuan.
"Fuse it!"
With it delivered right to his mouth, there couldn't possibly be any accidents now, could there?
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