Chapter 181 I'm just a host. Chapter 181 I'm Just a Host
Three days later, at the Heaven Dou Grand Soul Arena.
The atmosphere in Shrek Academy's lounge was slightly heavy.
Yu Xiaogang sat at the table, flipping through a notebook recording match information, his expression serious.
"Canghui Academy's strength is not to be underestimated. Since the start of the competition, they've only lost four matches, and their opponents were established powerhouses like Elephant Academy, Thunder Academy, Heavenly Water Academy, and Divine Wind Academy."
He paused, lifting his gaze from the notebook to sweep over the Shrek team, then continued, "They've won against all their other opponents, and their overall ranking is even higher than Elephant Academy."
The Shrek team stood quietly, their expressions grave.
They adjusted their breathing, allowing their soul power to circulate fully at its peak, preparing for the upcoming match.
Yu Xiaogang put down the notebook, his gaze unconsciously sweeping over the empty seat, and he sighed softly.
Tang San's sudden disappearance had caught everyone off guard.
Yu Xiaogang secretly wondered if his disciple had hidden away because of the immense pressure from the last match, unable to cope with the psychological strain.
For some reason, he suddenly recalled his own youth, a bitter smile appearing on his lips. "Well, it's good that he's hiding. I hope Xiao San can recover quickly."
"Creak~"
The door to the room slowly opened, and everyone instinctively turned their gaze to the entrance.
"Tang San!" Ma Hongjun spotted the figure at the door immediately and jumped up from his chair.
Tang San smiled and walked into the room, saying, "Teacher, friends, I'm back!"
Ma Hongjun immediately ran to Tang San, playfully punching his shoulder, saying, "Tang San, I thought you were hiding away, deserting!"
Tang San smiled slightly and retorted, "Fatty, are you itching for a beating again? How about we spar?"
"Come on then, but you're not allowed to use your hidden weapons," Ma Hongjun retorted defiantly.
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang quickly walked to Tang San's side and asked with concern, "Xiao San, where have you been these past few days?"
Tang San bowed slightly to Yu Xiaogang apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, Teacher, for making you worry. These past two days, I went hunting spirit beasts with an elder in my family to obtain my fourth spirit ring."
"Phew~" Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good that you're alright."
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly realized something and asked incredulously, "Hunting spirit rings? Xiao San, isn't your spirit power only level 38? How could you hunt for a fourth spirit ring?"
As he spoke, a thought
struck him, and his eyes became serious. "An elder in my family? Could it be Haotian?" He swallowed the words back.
Yu Xiaogang knew that the most likely elder in Tang San's family was the famous Haotian Douluo.
Tang San nodded and smiled, saying, "That's right, it's my father. The reason I was able to break through to level 40 is because my family gave me a soul bone."
"A soul bone!!!" Upon hearing this, everyone was instantly stunned.
Every soul bone is priceless. No one expected that Tang San, who usually dressed simply, would have a family that could produce a soul bone.
"That's right, I absorbed a right arm bone that was about five thousand years old, and my soul power broke through to level 40 because of it," Tang San said calmly.
"Tang San, I'm so envious of you," Ning Rongrong said, pouting as she walked to Tang San's side.
With the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's wealth, it wasn't that they couldn't produce a soul bone. It's just that they hadn't found one suitable for Ning Rongrong, so she still didn't have one.
Ma Hongjun scratched his head and said with a grin, "Master, now that Tang San is back and has broken through to level 40, aren't we guaranteed to win this match?"
"Hmph," Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly and said indifferently, "Then I demand that you defeat your opponents within ten minutes in the next match, otherwise, you'll all be running laps."
"Ah?" As soon as Yu Xiaogang finished speaking, everyone let out a groan.
Soon, the Shrek team adjusted their state and strode confidently towards the Soul Arena.
In several matches, the Shrek team performed exceptionally well. Especially in the battle against Blazing Fire Academy, Zhu Zhuqing perfectly demonstrated what it means to be the ultimate individual hero with her powerful strength.
In the stands, a small group of spectators excitedly shouted the Shrek team's name.
Gradually, everyone got used to the unique poop-green team uniforms, and even many people in the stands wore the same ones.
Yu Xiaogang stood there with his hands behind his back, facing the shouts of the audience, head held high and chest out.
Looking at the students on the field, his heart was filled with pride.
These are all his students.
One day, his name will resound throughout the entire continent.
On the podium,
Owen sat tall and straight, his voice steady and powerful, "Both academies currently have a record of four wins and four losses, tied for sixth place on the leaderboard. Whoever wins this match will gain an advantage in the subsequent matches."
After speaking, Owen turned slightly to Lu Feng beside him, "President Lu, which team do you favor?"
Lu Feng remained calm, gently adjusting the microphone, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"Both teams have their strengths. One has demonstrated formidable individual skill, while the other has displayed near-perfect teamwork. But if I really had to choose one..."
"President Lu, what do you choose?" Dou Dou blinked her big eyes and interjected.
"Canghui Academy." Lu Feng chuckled softly, giving his answer.
His four simple words instantly stirred up ripples like a boulder thrown into a calm lake.
All eyes turned to the podium like a tidal wave, even the Shrek Academy contestants on the field couldn't help but glance sideways, their eyes filled with doubt.
After all, Canghui Academy's performance in the previous matches could only be described as "average."
They were almost powerless against the major elemental academies, instantly overwhelmed by the opponents' extremely violent soul skills.
Facing the gazes and doubts of the crowd, Lu Feng remained calm and composed.
He explained, "In this match, Canghui Academy changed four people at once. According to the data, all seven of Canghui Academy's players on the field possessed gem-like martial souls."
He paused slightly, his gaze sweeping across the entire arena, intentionally raising his voice.
"Seven identical martial souls—think about it, what does that mean? I believe Canghui Academy must have been hiding its strength, waiting to unleash its power at a crucial moment."
Lu Feng naturally had his own calculations.
In the original story, Canghui Academy possessed a seven-person fusion technique, an extremely troublesome mental attack.
If Tang San hadn't cultivated his Purple Demon Eye to the third level, Shrek Academy might not have been able to win. And with Tang San's current Purple Demon Eye cultivation, Lu Feng wasn't sure if he could break through the opponent's attack.
Therefore, Lu Feng could only subtly remind his brothers.
On the Soul Battle Stage.
Zhu Zhuqing listened to every word Lu Feng said, her eyes gradually deepening.
"Is he reminding me?" Zhu Zhuqing pondered to herself.
In Canghui Academy's camp, the members stood in a neat hexagonal formation. The distance between them was equal, their auras subtly connected, exuding an indescribable strangeness.
"Teamwork? Could there be something fishy about Canghui Academy's lineup?" Zhu Zhuqing frowned slightly, a suspicion arising in her heart.
Thinking of this, Zhu Zhuqing quietly took two steps back, came to Ning Rongrong's side, and lowered her voice, "Rongrong, after the referee announces the start of the match, support me with all your might immediately."
Ning Rongrong was puzzled, but seeing Zhu Zhuqing's serious expression, she nodded without hesitation.
As both sides finished releasing their martial souls, the atmosphere on the scene became extremely tense.
The referee raised his arm high, then swung it down sharply, "The match begins!"
"Whoosh!"
Just as the referee uttered the last word, Zhu Zhuqing was like a black lightning bolt, her figure blurring instantly.
The Shrek Academy members only felt a gust of wind whistling past their ears, and almost in the blink of an eye, Zhu Zhuqing had already rushed to the front of Canghui Academy's camp.
Everyone stared wide-eyed, only able to barely make out her agile back.
At this moment, Tang San's Purple Demon Eye rapidly activated, and he was shocked to discover that Zhu Zhuqing's first, third, and fourth spirit rings lit up simultaneously.
"Bang!" A muffled sound rang out as Zhu Zhuqing's fist struck a Canghui Academy student in the stomach.
The student didn't even have time to react before his body flew backward like a kite with a broken string.
Only then did the three seven-colored beams of light enter Zhu Zhuqing's body.
"Holy crap! How is Zhuqing so fierce!" Ma Hongjun exclaimed in astonishment, his eyes wide.
However, he quickly regained his composure and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Kill!"
The match ended quickly, the entire process lasting only half a minute. After Zhu Zhuqing instantly defeated three students, Canghui Academy's morale collapsed, and they immediately conceded defeat.
A deafening roar of cheers erupted from the audience.
The sound waves surged, reaching the heavens.
Zhu Zhuqing, through her actions, showed everyone what a true agility-based spirit master was.
In the rest area of Canghui Academy, an elderly man dressed in white had a gloomy expression.
...
The Soul Master Competition ended, and Lu Feng strolled leisurely away from the Great Soul Arena.
Outside the arena, it was equally noisy. Some spectators who hadn't bought tickets crowded the entrance, while scalpers constantly solicited business.
It was midday, and the warm sunlight poured down, giving a pleasant, cozy feeling.
As he walked, Lu Feng suddenly slowed his pace.
He vaguely sensed something was wrong.
The bright sunlight shone on him, but the warmth was gone. In its place, a faint, chilling aura emanated from all directions.
"No way, officer, I'm just a host."
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1.8times+Chapter 182 There's Always a Scoundrel Trying to Harm Me Chapter 182 There's Always a Scoundrel Trying to Harm Me
"Whoosh!"
A surge of powerful soul energy reverberated. Lu Feng's eyes sharpened, and his Finger Tiger Martial Soul instantly materialized, unleashing a punch.
"Bang!"
A wave of energy surged, creating a terrifying sonic boom.
Ripples spread through the air, and the hazy surroundings gradually became clearer.
Lu Feng looked around and found himself standing in a desolate wilderness. Looking back, he could vaguely see the city walls of Tian Dou City.
The figure of an old man in white robes also appeared. He had an ordinary appearance and wore a white teacher's uniform. It was Shi Nian, the team leader from Cang Hui Academy.
"Such strength." Shi Nian rubbed his wrist and frowned.
Although his soul energy was as high as level seventy-two, he hadn't gained any advantage in the exchange of punches.
Lu Feng stared quietly at Shi Nian and said, "So you're a teacher from Canghui Academy. What brings you here?"
Shi Nian smiled calmly, "Nothing much, just that you need to disappear."
"You want to kill me?" Lu Feng asked doubtfully, "For the Soul Master Competition? But I've already been disqualified and am just a host now."
"Hmph, blame yourself for talking too much." Shi Nian sneered.
"Boy, I'll teach you a lesson today: on this continent, might makes right. Do I need a reason to kill an ant like you?!"
As he finished speaking, a twisted, sinister smile spread across his face, and his seventh soul ring emitted a dazzling black light.
"You really want to kill me?" Lu Feng asked calmly.
Shi Nian smiled slightly and said, "My greatest pleasure in life is watching my opponents go mad in my remnant dreams until they die."
"Especially killing those young people hailed as geniuses, I already feel the excitement in my blood."
Years ago, Shi Nian was a notorious assassin.
Later, he retired from his life of crime and became a teacher at Canghui Academy. Almost everyone who had been involved in the underground business world had heard of the codename "Nightmare.
" "Oh? Is that so? So Dean Shi Nian has this hobby?" Lu Feng chuckled, a faint golden light emanating from his body.
Seeing this, Shi Nian laughed loudly, "Haha, you think this can withstand my martial soul?"
Shi Nian's expression suddenly turned ferocious, "Pain! Howl! You will perish in extreme pain. And this pain is self-inflicted." A
dense black light around him almost solidified. A radius of one thousand meters was shrouded in shadow.
However, from the outside, it appeared as if nothing was there.
Shi Nian's martial soul was called "Remnant Dream," an extremely troublesome mental-type martial soul.
His seventh soul skill stripped the soul master of their five senses, pulling them into an illusion, creating the things they feared most.
Looking at Lu Feng, whose eyes were tightly closed and who was still forcing himself to stay upright, a cold smile curled at the corner of Shi Nian's lips.
In the illusion, he was the master of everything. Let alone dealing with a Soul Master, even a Soul Master of the same level would find it difficult to escape from the lingering dream.
Time passed second by second.
One minute,
five minutes,
ten minutes.
Gradually, Shi Nian noticed something was wrong.
An ordinary opponent trapped in the illusion for so long would have long since convulsed and died from a mental breakdown.
But Lu Feng was completely unharmed?
"Whoosh!"
Shi Nian's fourth and fifth Soul Rings lit up simultaneously, and a dense purple mist appeared in the illusion, making the air instantly heavy.
Another ten minutes passed
, and Shi Nian's expression was extremely shocked. "This kid is strange, he's actually smiling!"
His Soul Power surged, and a murderous aura spread out, making the surrounding temperature drop several degrees.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!" A series of whooshing sounds rang out.
Shi Nian's third Soul Ring shone, and more than a dozen pale purple vortexes condensed around him, then rushed towards Lu Feng at high speed.
"Boom!"
In an instant, Lu Feng suddenly opened his eyes. A burst of brilliant golden light erupted from his body, and the surrounding illusion instantly disappeared.
"Damn it, disturbing my sweet dreams. My dear Yan'er, my dear Zhuqing, my dear Xue'er!"
Lu Feng's eyes sharpened, and in a flash of light, a magnificent suit of armor rapidly materialized on him.
Two dragon horns stood tall on his helmet, exuding an aura of dominance. The armor's surface, with its intricate patterns resembling the scales of an ancient dragon, radiated a powerful and weighty aura.
"Whoosh~"
Behind Lu Feng, enormous dragon wings flapped, creating a powerful current that lifted him into the air.
Shi Nian looked up and saw Lu Feng radiating dazzling golden light, like a god descending to earth.
"Hiss!" Shi Nian suddenly felt a chill and couldn't help but shiver.
This chill didn't come from a drop in temperature, but from the depths of his soul, as if he were being watched by a peerless ferocious beast.
Escape!
Shi Nian's eyes narrowed, and this thought flashed through his mind. His martial soul was Remnant Dream, naturally countered by soul skills of this light attribute.
At this moment, he felt like a rat in a sewer suddenly exposed to direct sunlight.
"Boy, what kind of soul skill is that?" Shi Nian suppressed his inner fear and asked sharply.
"Hmph!" Lu Feng snorted coldly, not answering his question.
He took out a badge from his soul tool and wore it on his left chest. On the badge, three crossed longswords gleamed in the sunlight.
"Shi Nian, your deeds have been exposed!" Lu Feng shouted sharply.
"Fallen ones, unforgivable!"
"I, Lu Feng, a Glory Level Three Knight, will judge you on behalf of the Angel God!"
Hearing this, a ferocious smile appeared on Shi Nian's face, his eyes like those of a venomous snake, cold and chilling.
He took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.
Although Lu Feng's soul skill countered his, his soul power was as high as level seventy-two. Just the pressure of his soul power alone was enough to crush him into pieces.
Shi Nian's lips curled into a disdainful sneer: "Such arrogance! Since the illusion can't kill you, then I'll show you what a Soul Saint's strength truly is."
Before he could finish speaking, a dazzling golden light erupted from Lu Feng's mouth.
"Unable to withstand it."
Lu Feng's attack was incredibly powerful; Shi Nian could already feel the tremor emanating from his martial soul.
Looking at the surging golden light, he quickly made a decision.
The stronger the attack, the more soul power it required. With the opponent's level forty soul power, such a powerful attack could only be unleashed a few times at most,
perhaps even only once .
However, just as Shi Nian was about to lift his foot, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his brain. He looked up and saw Lu Feng's eyes gleaming with golden-purple light.
The next moment, the golden light engulfed Shi Nian's body.
"No!!!"
Dust flew, and fallen leaves filled the air.
The golden light slammed into the ground, creating a large crater, and the pitiful scream vanished into smoke.
"Hmph, a mere Soul Saint dares to attack me? He's simply courting death." Lu Feng sneered, flying to the bottom of the pit and storing a ball of colorful light into his soul tool.
It was a piece of bone, about seven inches long, resembling a miniature skull.
Stepping out of the pit, Lu Feng turned to stare at the nearby woods, his expression suddenly becoming serious.
"Who is it? Show yourself!" Lu Feng snorted coldly.
He had long sensed someone lurking in the woods, who had probably witnessed the entire scene of his killing Shi Nian. Therefore, his tone was anything but polite. As soon as he
finished speaking, a figure slowly emerged from the woods.
"Xue Qinghe?"
Upon recognizing the newcomer, Lu Feng's lips curled into a slight smile.
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1.8times+Chapter 183 Salas, the Scapegoat Chapter 183 Salas, the Scapegoat
"Such a strong light attribute, it really is Qian Renxue."
While Lu Feng was fighting, Luo Wupao's keen senses detected someone in the nearby woods.
Such an extreme light attribute—in the entire Heaven Dou City, besides Qian Renxue, Lu Feng couldn't think of anyone else. Therefore, Lu Feng disguised himself as someone from the Spirit Hall.
"Lu Feng, were you fighting just now? Are you alright?" Xue Qinghe asked, feigning anxiety.
In reality, Xue Qinghe was simply bored in the city and had gone out for a stroll.
His long period of infiltration had kept him constantly on edge. Every so often, he would find an excuse to slip out of the city to relax.
Just now, Xue Qinghe sensed a dense aura of light nearby. That warm energy was no weaker than his Six-Winged Angel Spirit.
He had a vague guess in his mind, so he rushed over.
And indeed, it was Lu Feng!
However, Xue Qinghe hadn't expected Lu Feng to have the ability to kill a Soul Saint.
"Lu Feng, did you make this huge crater? That's amazing!" Xue Qinghe stared at the imposing Lu Feng, his eyes gleaming.
He couldn't wait to know how Lu Feng had done it.
Hearing this, Lu Feng's mind raced. "What should I do? Should I reveal Luo Wupao's abilities?"
"No! At least not now." Lu Feng's eyes darkened, and he quickly came up with a plan.
Possessing Luo Wupao was currently his strongest technique.
He had used this very move to kill Zhao Wuji. Lu Feng wasn't willing to reveal his trump card unless absolutely necessary.
"Hmph!"
Lu Feng snorted coldly, releasing a powerful aura. "The Spirit Hall is conducting business; all bystanders, get out of the way!"
"..."
Hearing this, Xue Qinghe
's eyes widened. He wondered if he had misheard.
Xue Qinghe asked blankly, "Lu Feng, when did you become a member of the Spirit Hall?"
Lu Feng glanced at him, then raised his head and said, "Thanks to Lord Salas's favor, I am now a Glory Level Three Knight of the Spirit Hall in Heaven Dou City, ordered to suppress the Fallen Ones in the surrounding area."
"Fallen Ones?" Xue Qinghe's face immediately darkened.
As the young master of the Spirit Hall, he naturally knew how much disaster a Fallen Soul Master could bring to the continent.
Xue Qinghe couldn't imagine how many people would die at the hands of
a Soul Saint-level Fallen Soul Master .
"Brother Qinghe, although you are a prince, if you interfere with the Spirit Hall's arrest of the Fallen Ones, I will definitely report it to His Holiness the Pope," Lu Feng said in a deep voice.
Xue Qinghe frowned. "Lu Feng, with your current strength, why would Salas send you out alone on such a dangerous mission?"
Lu Feng didn't answer his question, but coughed lightly. "Your Highness, I must return to the Spirit Hall to report to Lord Salas. Excuse me."
With that, Lu Feng ignored the stunned Xue Qinghe and fled the scene.
After a long while, Xue Qinghe finally came to his senses.
"How could he get away! Wasn't I going to ask him about that dragon armor?"
"A Fallen One?"
"Hmph, what Fallen One dares to come all the way to Heaven Dou City?"
"Damn it, I was tricked!" Xue Qinghe took a deep breath, suddenly feeling a tightness in his chest.
"She Long." Xue Qinghe shouted coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the air around him distorted slightly, and an old man with white hair appeared beside him.
The old man was over two meters tall, with a thin build like a javelin.
The old man bowed slightly. "Young Master."
Xue Qinghe's eyes flickered, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "From today onwards, you will stay with Lu Feng. No matter what he does, you must report to me every day." "
Then, after the Soul Master Competition is over, tie him up and take him back to the Spirit Hall."
Upon hearing this, the old man frowned. "And what about by your side, Young Master?"
Xue Qinghe shook his head and said, "One person, Ci Xue, is enough. Anyway, I'll return to the Spirit Hall after the Soul Master Finals."
"By the way, Young Master, Lu Feng should have just obtained a Soul Bone." A glint flashed in She Long's eyes.
That was a Soul Bone!
Although She Long was a Title Douluo and his Soul Power had reached the peak of a Soul Master, who would complain about having too many Soul Bones?
"What, is there a problem?" Xue Qinghe's eyes turned cold, and he said in a deep voice.
"No, no problem." She Long immediately felt a chill run down his spine. Although the other party's Soul Power was far inferior to his, She Long dared not offend this person.
A faint smile appeared on Xue Qinghe's lips. "She Long, you've been by my side for decades. Then you came to Heaven Dou City and protected me. Once the Spirit Hall's great cause is completed, I will naturally recommend you for credit."
"This subordinate dares not." She Long bowed slightly, his tone excited.
"There's one more thing. Go and beat up Salas for me."
"Yes!"
On the street, Lu Feng strolled along.
"She shouldn't be angry, right?" Lu Feng recalled his conversation with Qian Renxue; it seemed there was nothing wrong.
"Forget it, never mind."
"She can't possibly have one of her Title Douluos beat me up, can she?"
The next day, at the Soul Arena.
The first row of the VIP section was unusually empty.
Normally, Ning Fengzhi and Salas would take turns performing.
According to the tournament schedule, it should be Salas today. However, the matches were already halfway through, and Lu Feng hadn't seen him.
This match was between Shrek Academy and Thunder Academy.
Thunder Academy's strength was definitely among the top of all the participating teams.
On the field, Shrek Academy only had three members left:
Zhu Zhuqing, Tang San, and Dai Mubai, all three Soul Masters.
At the start of the match, Thunder Academy eliminated three opponents instantly with their powerful burst of energy. They then broke through Shrek's defenses and knocked Ning Rongrong off the stage.
However, the remaining three members of Shrek Academy showed extraordinary resilience.
In the original story, Shrek Academy won almost every match through teamwork.
Now, however, it's the complete opposite; formidable individual strength has become Shrek's hallmark. In every match, Zhu Zhuqing eliminates at least three opponents.
Now, Tang San has joined the fray.
"Has Tang San taken some kind of growth-enhancing drug? His soul power is increasing so rapidly!" Lu Feng frowned slightly, watching Tang San battle Yu Tianxin.
Just a few days ago, his soul power was only level 38.
Now, not only has he acquired his fourth soul ring, but according to Luo Wupao's perception, his soul power fluctuations are almost on par with Zhu Zhuqing's.
"There's definitely something wrong!"
Lu Feng's eyes sharpened, a faint purple hue appearing in them as he carefully observed Tang San's every move.
On the arena, Tang San faced two opponents alone, forced to the edge. The two from Thunder Academy unleashed their first soul skills, and in the next instant, a powerful attack swept towards Tang San.
Simultaneously, two bolts of lightning, one in front and one behind, almost completely blocked all of Tang San's escape routes.
Tang San's eyes sharpened, and his feet moved with ghostly speed. His body flickered and blurred, using the gap between the two attacks to slip past.
"It's here! Tang San's self-created soul skill: Ghost Shadow Step!" On the platform, Owen shouted at the top of his lungs.
On the other side, Lu Feng looked at the fragments scattered on the stage, a flash of understanding in his eyes.
Picked up a white special item [Soul Fragment] Fragment *1 (2/10)
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1.8times+Chapter 184 The Little Rabbit's Soul Fragments Chapter 184 The Little Rabbit's Soul Fragment
Lu Feng picked up the fragment, his gaze darkening.
His Purple Demon Eyes had reached the third level, allowing him to see more clearly than most. Moreover, he had also cultivated the Ghost Shadow Steps, naturally understanding more.
What Tang San had just used wasn't the Ghost Shadow Steps, but teleportation.
Lu Feng narrowed his eyes, pondering to himself, "Xiao Wu's soul bone skills are two: teleportation and Invincible Golden Body. The original story mentions that after Xiao Wu's sacrifice, she hid her soul within her soul bone."
"Every time Tang San uses Invincible Golden Body, Xiao Wu's soul is damaged."
Lu Feng's mind immersed himself in the fragment's storage space; within the two special white light orbs, the outline of a little rabbit faintly appeared.
"That's right, it's indeed the little rabbit's soul. Could it be that she sacrificed herself for Tang San again? That's why Tang San's soul power surged so much?"
"No!" Lu Feng instantly realized.
He recalled the battle between Tang Hao and the Titan Giant Ape in the Star Dou Great Forest. That devastating attack didn't look like an ordinary sparring match.
In the original story, Tang San absorbed Xiao Wu's soul ring and soul bone, directly increasing his soul power by six levels.
That's the sixth level of a Soul Emperor.
If it were at the Soul Sect level, Lu Feng felt it was possible to directly increase soul power by more than ten levels.
Lu Feng stroked his chin, thinking to himself, "The little rabbit should have been killed by Tang Hao. Tang San absorbed a 100,000-year soul bone, so his soul power level increased so much."
"Tang San's information says level 41, but his true soul power should be around level 45. He probably used the Mysterious Heaven Technique to evade the soul power test."
"Hmph." Lu Feng chuckled and continued watching the match.
The little rabbit's soul fragment was very special, like the faith fragment, it couldn't be decomposed. Lu Feng was just thinking on a whim about whether he could 'synthesize' Xiao Wu back.
On the arena, Shrek Academy finally won the match.
Tang San raised his hands high, gesturing to the audience. Although his Blue Silver Grass was countered by lightning element, thanks to the enhancement of his 100,000-year-old soul bone, his physical attributes far surpassed those of ordinary Soul Masters.
Coupled with numerous Tang Sect techniques, Tang San's performance in this match was outstanding.
In the audience, many were chanting his name.
In the team's rest area,
Yu Xiaogang watched Tang San cheering on the stage, tears streaming down his face. He grabbed Flander's sleeve, excitedly saying, "Flander, did you see that? That's my disciple!"
Flander also excitedly patted his old friend's shoulder, "Xiaogang, you succeeded!"
"Hahaha." Yu Xiaogang burst into laughter upon hearing this.
"I've decided, I'm going to use Tang San's success as a case study to write another book. I've even thought of a title: 'The Blue Silver Grass Soul Master's Counterattack'!"
In the audience,
Huo Wu looked at Tang San on the stage, her eyes filled with malice.
This little Blue Silver Grass Soul Master had actually broken through to level forty?
Damn it!
Huo Wu clenched her fists, growing angrier the more she thought about it.
The more Huo Wu thought about it, the angrier she became, her eyes filled with fierce intent.
A man in blue beside her, seeing this, said ingratiatingly, "Sister Huo Wu, don't be angry. It's just a small Shrek Academy. Watch your brother avenge you in a couple of days!"
"Hmph, you?" Huo Wu scoffed. "
Feng Xiaotian, I admit you're strong, but Shrek Academy now has three Soul Masters. Besides, the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul isn't countered by wind attributes."
Feng Xiaotian chuckled, "Sister Huo Wu, I have my own plans. Get ready to cheer then."
Huo Wu rolled her eyes. "Tch, it's just relying on aerial advantage to defeat opponents one by one, an outdated tactic."
Feng Xiaotian scratched his head awkwardly. "Whether the tactic is old or new, a tactic that defeats the enemy is a good tactic. However..."
His tone shifted, revealing a suggestive look, "Sister Huo Wu, if I defeat Shrek, how do you plan to reward me?"
"Get lost!" Huo Wu said coldly.
"Alright!"
The preliminary rounds are in full swing, and the twenty-seven rounds are drawing to a close.
Only one round remains until the end.
Currently, the top-ranked teams in the preliminary rounds are as follows:
Shenfeng Academy, with 24 wins and 2 losses, is ranked first. They were defeated by Chihuo Academy and Tiandou Team 2.
Halfway through the competition, Xue Qinghe suddenly released Lu Feng, claiming that the Tiandou Royal Family respects every Soul Master with a dream, and even the host can participate.
Meanwhile, the Royal Academy had already lost too many matches and was no longer eligible for the qualifying rounds.
Leiting Academy, with 24 wins and 2 losses, is ranked second. They were defeated by Shenfeng Academy and Shrek Academy.
Chihuo Academy has 23 wins and 3 losses.
Tianshui Academy has 22 wins, 3 losses, and 1 draw.
Shrek Academy has 21 wins, 4 losses, and 1 draw.
The match between Shrek and Tianshui Academy was arguably the most exciting duel of the preliminary rounds.
The clash between exceptional individual skill and perfect teamwork kept the audience thoroughly entertained. In the end, Tianshui Academy unleashed a Spirit Fusion Technique, collapsing the arena.
Finally, the royal family and the Spirit Hall jointly ruled it a draw.
As for the other academies, regardless of the outcome of today's final match, they had no hope of advancing.
The most anticipated match of the final round was naturally Shrek Academy versus Shenfeng Academy.
Shrek was no longer the team everyone ridiculed. Their popularity was evident from the dense advertisements on their uniforms.
On the podium, Owen passionately commented on the match.
Lu Feng had always been curious why this man, already in his thirties, was still so passionate about his work.
Until one day, Lu Feng overheard Dou Dou call Owen "cousin."
Only then did Lu Feng realize that among the three hosts, he was the only one who was an employee.
Watching the intense match, Lu Feng snorted and focused his mind on the fragment warehouse.
Inside the warehouse, a pink-haired white rabbit hopped around.
Throughout the month-long competition, in every Shrek Academy match, Lu Feng intentionally or unintentionally offered advice to his opponents.
And all of it was aimed at Tang San.
His goal was to force him into a corner and force him to use his soul bone's teleportation skill.
Tang San was very cautious, never teleporting more than a meter at a time. Under the cover of his 'self-created soul skill,' most people couldn't detect it.
As for the Invincible Golden Body, he never used it.
And every time Tang San used teleportation, Lu Feng had a chance to find a fragment of the little rabbit's soul.
Lu Feng guessed that whenever Tang San used his soul bone skill, Xiao Wu's soul would be diminished. After more than a month of effort, he finally synthesized the little rabbit.
However,
looking at the silly, hopping rabbit, Lu Feng wondered, "I thought it was humanoid, but it's really a rabbit."
Boom—
a violent collision pulled Lu Feng back to reality.
On the platform, Owen's eyes widened, as if he had witnessed something unbelievable.
Lu Feng looked towards the arena and saw Tang San's left hand surging with black light, a small black hammer firmly held in his grasp.
"Damn, Tang San is really fearless," Lu Feng thought to himself, his brow furrowed.
In the VIP section, Salas's gaze froze, his face grim.
He beckoned to the side, and a Spirit Hall attendant quickly ran over. Salas whispered a few words in his ear, and the attendant hurriedly left the arena.
(End of Chapter)
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Lu Feng saw this document in the Heaven Dou Library: More than ten years ago, Tang Hao injured Pope Qian Xunji, who died shortly after.
Qian Daoliu, the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall, went alone to the Clear Sky Sect.
Three days later, the Clear Sky Sect announced its closure for one hundred years.
At the same time, the Spirit Hall issued a decree: anyone possessing the Clear Sky Hammer spirit who appeared on the continent during this period would be expelled.
This 'expulsion' was not simply sending them back to the mountains, but imprisoning them in the Slaughter City.
This decree only circulated among the major sects; the general public was unaware of it. If it were to spread, the Spirit Hall's image in the eyes of the common people would likely change drastically.
On the Soul Battle Stage,
the battle between Tang San and Feng Xiaotian had reached its climax.
Each academy still had several students remaining, but the battle between the two had become the focus of the entire arena.
Feng Xiaotian's wings and arms merged into one, flashing through the air, constantly changing their trajectory.
With each attack, his momentum increased.
This move was his most prized skill, a self-created soul skill: Thirty-Six Consecutive Gale Slashes.
Feng Xiaotian had poured countless efforts into researching this soul skill. Otherwise, with his innate full soul power, he would probably have already advanced to Soul King.
Of course, this doesn't mean he wasted time.
In the process of soul master cultivation, talent, effort, and resources are certainly important. However, temperament is the most crucial link in breaking through bottlenecks.
Feng Xiaotian, at such a young age, already possessed the temperament of 'sharpening a sword for years.' His future, even when breaking through to the Title Douluo level, would be without any obstacles.
However, right now, Feng Xiaotian's temperament couldn't bring him victory.
Tang San gripped the Clear Sky Hammer with both hands, using his legs to propel his waist, his entire body half-spinning, to meet Feng Xiaotian's wings.
Clear Sky Ultimate Technique: Chaotic Cloak.
At first, Feng Xiaotian and Tang San were evenly matched. Their attacks, their soul power howling, stirred up a whirlwind.
But gradually, as Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer reached its twentieth strike, with each impact, Feng Xiaotian felt his soul power surge. It felt
as if Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer wasn't striking his wings, but directly smashing into his chest.
He gritted his teeth, holding his breath. He pushed his soul power to its limit, using all his strength in every strike.
With a deafening boom,
Feng Xiaotian was sent flying into the air, crashing heavily off the stage. The excruciating pain made his eyes contort with rage.
"Twin martial souls, is that it?"
Feng Xiaotian struggled to his feet, his voice hoarse.
Tang San nodded, not denying it.
"The hammer's name is Clear Sky."
After meeting his father, Tang San learned the secret of the Clear Sky Sect's closure.
Back then, his father had accidentally injured the Pope, clearly due to the Pope's inferior strength, yet the blame was placed on the Clear Sky Sect.
The Spirit Hall was truly too domineering!
The Clear Sky Sect's affairs had always been a thorn in Tang San's side. He appeared to have been expelled from the sect, but he knew in reality that the sect was protecting him.
After discussing it, father and son decided to break the Spirit Hall's blockade of the Clear Sky Sect.
In this Soul Master Competition, Tang San not only wanted to openly use the Clear Sky Hammer, but also to win the championship in the finals.
He wanted the whole continent to know that the once number one sect in the world had returned.
Tang Hao, on the other hand, would secretly protect Tang San.
In their plan, as long as they could spread the fame of the Clear Sky Hammer, the Clear Sky Sect's resurgence would have a chance. This could also be considered Tang Hao's way of compensating the sect.
After the competition, the two would find a secluded place to cultivate, keeping their achievements hidden.
In the audience,
a deafening cheer erupted, and some knowledgeable people even shouted the name of the Clear Sky Hammer.
"Tang San, I lost this match," Feng Xiaotian said with a wry smile.
After saying that, he raised his hand to signal to the referee.
On the Soul Arena, Shrek Academy had three members remaining, while Shenfeng Academy had four.
If the fight went to the bitter end, Shenfeng Academy wasn't without a chance. After all, although Tang San had defeated Feng Xiaotian, his own soul power had reached its limit.
However, in Feng Xiaotian's view, his performance in this battle was extremely unsatisfactory.
As the captain of Shenfeng Academy, he shouldn't have put himself in such a dangerous situation. Before Tang San's Chaotic Cloak materialized, he had every opportunity to escape.
"Tang San, you've done well this time. But in the finals, Shenfeng Academy won't lose to you so easily,"
Tang San smiled calmly. "Even if we have to fight again, Shrek will still emerge victorious."
In the VIP section,
Emperor Xue Ye glanced back at Salas, his eyes flickering uncertainly.
"Disciples of the Clear Sky Sect haven't appeared on the continent for many years."
"Could it be that the Spirit Hall's ban has been lifted?"
"A disciple of the Clear Sky Sect, and one with twin martial souls at that. If we could win him over to the royal family, then..."
On the other side, Salas gently tapped the armrest, his shock gradually turning into a cold glint.
The Clear Sky Sect?
They actually dared to step out of the way! Don't they know the meaning of death?
His eyes narrowed, staring silently at Tang San.
No matter what, this kid had to die. Otherwise, it would be a trampling on the dignity of the Spirit Hall!
Night, Shrek Academy, Yu Xiaogang's dormitory.
"Little San, have you forgotten what I told you? Twin martial souls, that's a talent that makes so many people envious." Yu Xiaogang asked in a deep voice.
After saying that, Yu Xiaogang sighed deeply.
"Sigh, Little San, you can't leave my side until the end of the Soul Master Competition."
Hearing this, Tang San felt a warmth in his heart.
Besides his father, Yu Xiaogang was the person who cared about him the most.
"Teacher, actually I—"
"No need for that." Before Tang San could finish speaking, a strong voice came from outside the door.
The door was pushed open, and a man in black robes walked in.
"Dad!" Tang San exclaimed joyfully.
"Who are you?" Slowly standing up, the Grandmaster's eyes showed a hint of doubt.
The man in black said calmly, "Grandmaster, we meet again."
As he spoke, he took off his hat.
"Your Majesty, Haotian Douluo!" Yu Xiaogang's expression changed drastically, his hands gripping the table, his fingers turning bluish-white.
Tang Hao waved his hand and said calmly, "Grandmaster, thank you for taking care of Xiao San all these years."
Yu Xiaogang's emotions gradually calmed down, his stiff face twitching slightly. "So you've been by Xiao San's side all along. I knew why Xiao San used his second spirit without permission."
"Could it be that the Haotian Sect is preparing to re-emerge!" Yu Xiaogang stared intently at Tang Hao, his eyes gleaming.
"As expected of Grandmaster, it seems you've already guessed." Tang Hao nodded.
"However, this is just a plan between me and Xiao San, but I believe Big Brother will receive the news soon."
Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath. "It's my honor to see Haotian born."
Tang Hao said calmly, "I'll leave the competition to Master. I will naturally chop off any claws that reach out from the shadows."
After saying this, the door slammed shut, and Tang Hao's tall figure disappeared.
Staring at the door, Master stood there for a long time without making a move.
After a long while, he slowly took out a token from his soul tool. A glint flashed in his eyes, "I never thought I would be able to fight alongside my idol one day."
"No, I can't just watch; I have to do something too."
(End of Chapter)
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