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Green Phosphorus Black Poison, Breath of Death
Chapter 121 Azure Phosphorus Black Poison, Breath of Death
The forest was shrouded in an eerie stillness as dusk fell.
Chu Xinghe walked at the very front of the group. In his Tyrannosaurus Beast Martial Soul form, every step he took left burning footprints on the muddy swamp.
"Something's wrong with this swamp." Chu Xinghe suddenly stopped, his dragon-transformed nose twitching slightly. "It's too quiet."
Before the words were even finished, the calm water suddenly burst open, and a venomous dragon over thirty meters long emerged from the water. Its dark green scales gleamed with a metallic sheen in the setting sun, and its scarlet vertical pupils locked onto the group of uninvited guests.
"Eighteen thousand years of cultivation!" Dugu Bo's voice came from behind, but the titled Douluo leaned leisurely against a withered tree. "Little guys, this is your stage now."
The venomous dragon opened its blood-red maw, and thick poisonous mist instantly spewed out, enveloping an area of hundreds of meters in dark green fog.
Chu Xinghe reacted extremely quickly: "Lingling!"
"Blue Silver Holy Healing Barrier!" Ye Lingling formed hand seals, and the Nine Heart Begonia blossomed with dazzling light.
Countless blue silver grasses sprouted from the ground, forming a verdant barrier around the group.
The poisonous fog emitted a sizzling sound when it came into contact with the barrier, but it could not break through it.
Excitement gleamed in Dugu Yan's eyes: "Interesting, let me have a go at it!"
She leaped into the air, and the phantom of the Azure Phosphorus Serpent King appeared behind her, "Azure Phosphorus Poison!"
A streak of blue poisonous mist struck the venomous dragon's head precisely.
The venomous dragon let out a painful roar, but then became even more ferocious.
Its thick tail swept across, and the resulting strong wind snapped the surrounding trees in half.
Instead of retreating, Chu Xinghe advanced, crossing his arms to take the blow head-on.
With a muffled "boom," his feet sank half a foot into the mud, and wisps of white smoke rose from the dragon scales.
"Star River!" Ye Lingling exclaimed, immediately intensifying the treatment.
"I'm fine!" Chu Xinghe grinned, his fighting spirit intensifying. "Sister Yan Yan, keep suppressing it! Zhu Qing, find an opportunity to attack its eyes!"
Zhu Zhuqing did not answer, but her figure had already disappeared from the spot.
The next second, four dark figures appeared simultaneously around the head of the venomous dragon.
"Netherworld Shadow Clone!" Four Zhu Zhuqing simultaneously launched Netherworld Thrust, their sharp cat claws aimed straight for the Poisonous Dragon's eyes.
The venomous dragon writhed in agony, and Chu Xinghe seized the opportunity to unleash the Tyrannosaurus Fury.
Golden-red flames shot into the sky, and his body instantly swelled up a size.
"Crimson Dragon Claw!" The dragon claw, burning with fierce flames, tore open the scales on the belly of the poisonous dragon, and dark red blood gushed out.
"Watch out!" Dugu Yan suddenly shouted.
After being injured, the poisonous dragon went completely berserk and charged recklessly at Ye Lingling, who seemed to be the weakest.
Chu Xinghe's pupils contracted sharply, and he activated his fourth soul skill without hesitation: "Exploding Dragon Breath!"
A golden-red pillar of fire shot out from his mouth, striking the venomous dragon precisely in the neck.
The extremely high temperature of the flames instantly burned through the scales, and the venomous dragon let out a shrill scream.
But it still refused to give up, its massive body continuing to charge forward.
"Don't even think about it!" Dugu Yan's fourth spirit ring suddenly lit up, "Azure Phosphorus Black Poison!"
A concentrated stream of black venom shot into the venomous dragon's wound.
Almost simultaneously, Zhu Zhuqing's true form appeared above the Poisonous Dragon's head, and the Netherworld Slash descended with a whooshing sound.
The three attacks struck simultaneously, and the venomous dragon finally collapsed to the ground, unable to withstand the onslaught.
Its body began to convulse violently; the cyanotoxic poison was rapidly eroding its vitality.
Dugu Bo then slowly walked over: "Not bad, your teamwork is much better than last time."
He glanced at the dying venomous dragon, "Sister Yan Yan, the final blow is up to you."
Dugu Yan nodded and walked up to the poisonous dragon.
She gently stroked the venomous dragon's head and whispered, "Rest in peace."
A stream of cyan phosphorescent poison was injected into the venomous dragon's brain, ending its suffering.
After the battle, Chu Xinghe deactivated his martial spirit possession and sat down heavily on the ground, panting.
Ye Lingling immediately knelt down beside him, the gentle light of the Nine Heart Begonia enveloping him.
"Don't push yourself so hard next time." Zhu Zhuqing handed over the water pouch, her tone still indifferent, but her eyes were full of concern.
After examining the venomous dragon's corpse, Dugu Yan said excitedly, "This harvest is quite good. Its venom sacs are well-preserved and can be used to make new poisons."
Chu Xinghe took the water pouch and gulped down several mouthfuls, laughing, "If it weren't for Lingling's treatment, I might really have died here."
Ye Lingling gently shook her head: "It's because everyone cooperated well."
Dugu Yan sat cross-legged, the pitch-black Netherworld Poison Dragon Soul Ring slowly rotating above her head, emanating a chilling aura.
"Sister Yan Yan, are you ready?" Chu Xinghe squatted down in front of her, his eyes full of worry.
Dugu Yan curled her lips into her signature arrogant smile: "What? Worried I can't handle it?"
"A ten-thousand-year-old spirit ring is no joke," Chu Xinghe frowned, "especially one with such a highly poisonous attribute…"
"Enough with the nagging." Dugu Yan interrupted him, but a hint of warmth flashed in her eyes. "When have I, Dugu Yan, ever disappointed you?"
Ye Lingling gently held Dugu Yan's hand: "I will treat you whenever needed."
"Thank you," Dugu Yan said softly.
Zhu Zhuqing stood to the side with her arms crossed, silently keeping watch on her surroundings.
"Focus on absorbing it," she said briefly. "Leave the outside to me."
Dugu Yan took a deep breath: "It's starting."
Guided by soul power, the black soul ring slowly descended.
In an instant, the venomous dragon's resentment transformed into a tangible black mist that enveloped her.
Dugu Yan's body suddenly stiffened, and a look of pain appeared on her face.
"Sister Yan Yan!" Chu Xinghe instinctively stepped forward.
"Don't move." Ye Lingling stopped him, the Nine-Heart Begonia blooming with dazzling light. "It would be more dangerous to interrupt now."
One of Zhu Zhuqing's clones handed over a damp towel: "Wipe your sweat."
She spoke to Chu Xinghe, her tone still cool, but her eyes held understanding.
Time passed second by second.
At midnight, Dugu Yan suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Can't hold on any longer?" Chu Xinghe was so anxious that even the dragon scales stood on end.
"Shut up..." Dugu Yan gritted her teeth, her voice weak yet stubborn, "I...can...continue..."
Ye Lingling's healing power shone even brighter: "Hang in there, the resentment will soon dissipate."
As dawn approached, the black fog finally began to dissipate.
Dugu Yan's breathing gradually became steady, but her face remained as pale as paper.
"Did it work?" Chu Xinghe asked in a low voice.
Zhu Zhuqing suddenly looked up alertly: "Someone is approaching."
"It's me." Dugu Bo stepped out from behind the tree, holding several medicinal herbs in his hand. "Looks like I made it in time."
He handed the herbs to Ye Lingling: "Give them to her; they will stabilize her soul power."
As the sun rose, Dugu Yan finally opened her eyes.
Those usually arrogant eyes had turned into an eerie dark green.
"How are you feeling?" Chu Xinghe immediately leaned closer.
Dugu Yan stretched her neck and suddenly revealed a dangerous smile: "Want to try out the new soul skill?"
Chu Xinghe's eyes lit up: "Sister Yan Yan, quickly demonstrate!"
Dugu Yan smiled slightly: "Watch closely."
She took a deep breath and suddenly spat out a jet of pitch-black venom, which accurately struck a rock ten meters away.
Blue smoke immediately rose from the rock surface, and countless holes were eroded at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Wow!" Chu Xinghe exclaimed, "This corrosive power is incredible!"
Ye Lingling observed carefully: "Not only is it highly corrosive, but it also seems to have special effects?"
Dugu Yan nodded smugly: "That's right. Once this Azure Phosphorus Black Poison hits its target, it will instantly corrode the entire body and rapidly devour the opponent's soul power and life force."
Zhu Zhuqing rarely spoke up first: "Duration?"
"It depends on the opponent's resistance to poison," Dugu Yan explained. "An ordinary Soul Master can only last three minutes at most. However..."
She smiled mysteriously, "The most exciting part is yet to come."
As she spoke, she unleashed her soul skill on another stone.
After the stone was completely corroded, the remaining black poison suddenly exploded with a "bang," forming a poisonous fog area with a diameter of five meters.
"What is this?" Chu Xinghe's eyes widened.
"The effect of Death's Breath." Dugu Yan put her hands on her hips. "If the target dies while poisoned, the corpse will become a source of poison explosion, causing secondary infection to surrounding enemies."
Ye Lingling pondered, "This range... will be a great advantage in team battles."
"Exactly." A fighting spirit flashed in Dugu Yan's eyes. "Imagine poisoning one enemy in the middle of a chaotic battle, and then…"
"Then the poison explosion will affect surrounding enemies," Zhu Zhuqing added, "a very useful chain reaction."
Chu Xinghe suddenly thought of something: "Sister Yan Yan, the power of this poison explosion..."
"It's equivalent to 70% of the power of the first strike," Dugu Yan replied, "and it also has a devouring effect."
Ye Lingling said softly, "We need to remind our teammates to maintain a safe distance."
"That's right." Dugu Yan nodded. "However, with your strength, a distance of five meters is enough for you to react."
Chu Xinghe rubbed his hands excitedly: "Fantastic! Now our tactics will be even more diverse!"
Dugu Yan looked at her three companions, her eyes full of confidence: "With my fifth soul skill, Azure Phosphorus Black Poison, let's see who dares to underestimate us in this competition."
On the way back, Dugu Yan was like a child who had received a new toy, constantly testing her soul skills.
"Sister Yan Yan, save your soul power," Chu Xinghe said helplessly.
"None of your business?" Dugu Yan glared at him, but still put away her martial spirit.
Chu Xinghe looked at his companions and suddenly stopped: "Everyone."
The four looked at him with suspicion.
"With you all..." Chu Xinghe smiled brightly, "We're definitely going to win this competition!"
Dugu Yan scoffed: "Nonsense."
But the same confidence shone in her eyes.
Zhu Zhuqing nodded gently, while Ye Lingling smiled tenderly.
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Chu Xinghe joins the Royal Fighting Team 2
Chapter 122 Chu Xinghe Joins the Royal Fighting Team 2
The members of the Royal Fighting Team One gathered at the training ground of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
Yu Tianheng suddenly strode to the center of the field and stood up straight.
He looked directly at Chu Xinghe, his voice steady and powerful: "Captain, I request to be transferred to the Royal Fighting Second Team."
Zhu Zhuqing, who was exercising on the sidelines, paused, and Ye Lingling also looked up.
Chu Xinghe put down the training equipment in his hand and calmly looked at Yu Tianheng: "Tell me your thoughts."
"This year, the gap between us has not only not narrowed, but has widened." Yu Tianheng's fist clenched slightly. "You are level 48, and I am only level 42. As the heir of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family, I need to walk my own path."
The two brothers, Shi Mo and Shi Mo, immediately stood behind Yu Tianheng and said in unison, "We will go with Tianheng."
Yu Feng and Oslo exchanged a hesitant glance.
Oslo scratched his head: "Tianheng, should we reconsider this?"
Yu Feng hesitated, then finally just sighed softly.
Dugu Yan said in a deep voice, "Yu Tianheng! Have you thought this through? Going to the second team means starting from the qualifiers and giving up the chance to directly advance to the finals!"
Yu Tianheng's gaze was firm: "I have thought it through very clearly."
The training ground fell into a brief silence, with only the rustling of leaves in the wind.
All eyes were on Chu Xinghe, awaiting his decision.
Chu Xinghe walked out slowly, a calm smile on his lips: "In that case, I'll be transferred to the second team."
Ning Rongrong was drinking water when she heard this and spat it out with a "pfft": "Cough cough... What did you say?"
Her eyes widened, her delicate face filled with disbelief.
Dugu Yan rushed forward, her emerald eyes flashing with confusion and worry: "Xinghe! Do you know what you're saying?"
She grabbed Chu Xinghe's arm. "Going to the second team means starting from the qualifiers. Do you know how tough that is?"
Chu Xinghe gently held Dugu Yan's hand and softly stroked her slightly messy long hair: "Sister Yan, do you still remember the first time we participated in the Soul Battle Arena?"
His voice was soft, yet it silenced everyone. "Back then, we were on the verge of life and death every day, but that's when we made the fastest progress."
Yu Tianheng stood to the side, his fists clenched unconsciously, his knuckles turning white.
His gaze was fixed on Chu Xinghe, as if trying to see through this opponent who always surprised him.
"I've been too comfortable lately." Chu Xinghe looked around at everyone, his tone calm but firm. "Training every day in a routine manner has obviously slowed down my cultivation speed."
"But…" Dugu Yan wanted to say something, but Ye Lingling gently pulled her back.
"Let him finish speaking." Ye Lingling's voice was still gentle, but it carried an undeniable firmness.
Yu Tianheng's expression gradually changed from initial shock to a complex understanding.
He took a deep breath, his voice a little hoarse: "I finally understand... the gap between us is not just in our soul power level."
The two brothers, Stone Mill and Stone Graphite, looked at each other, their resolute faces showing shame.
Graphite whispered, "We're only thinking about escaping..."
"No, you're not wrong." Chu Xinghe shook his head. "Everyone has the right to choose their own path."
Yu Feng and Oslo stood up straight at the same time.
Yu Feng scratched his head: "Captain, your decision is too sudden."
Oslo's eyes ignited with renewed fighting spirit: "But...that sounds interesting."
Ning Rongrong finally snapped out of her shock and jogged over to Chu Xinghe: "Hey! You, you're not going to the second team just to avoid me, are you?"
She puffed out her cheeks, but a hint of worry flashed in her eyes.
Chu Xinghe chuckled: "Miss Rongrong, you're overthinking it."
"Hmph!" Ning Rongrong turned her face away.
Just as everyone was about to leave, Yu Tianheng suddenly spoke up: "Chu Xinghe!"
Everyone stopped in their tracks.
Yu Tianheng stepped forward and solemnly performed a standard Soul Master salute: "I will be waiting for you in the finals."
He raised his head, his eyes flashing with an unprecedented fighting spirit, "I hope to see the strongest version of you then."
Chu Xinghe was stunned for a moment, then broke into a bright smile.
He raised his fist: "It's a deal."
Their fists collided in mid-air, producing a crisp sound.
At that moment, it was as if all the grudges had vanished.
"Hey, how could we miss out on such an exciting scene!"
Yun Wuyai walked forward with a loud laugh, followed closely by Zhao Tiezhu.
Yu Feng and Oslo also gathered around, and even the usually silent Zhu Zhuqing silently stood next to Chu Xinghe.
"You idiot..." Dugu Yan wiped her eyes and finally smiled. "Since you've made up your mind, don't embarrass us!"
The training ground was filled with the hearty laughter of young people.
...
Board of Education.
Chu Xinghe stood straight in front of the three education committee members and said firmly that he wanted to go to the second team.
Meng Shenji slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly, causing the celadon teacups on the table to rattle loudly.
"Absurd!" The usually composed chief education officer's face turned ashen. "Do you even know the level of the second team? Those aristocratic children are utterly useless!"
Bai Baoshan stroked his white beard, shook his head and sighed, "Xinghe, His Majesty has high hopes for this competition. Tiandou needs this champion, you can't be willful."
Zhilin remained silent, but his gaze shifted back and forth between Chu Xinghe and Meng Shenji.
Chu Xinghe explained, "Please allow me to analyze this. Currently, the team has twelve talented Soul Masters, but only seven can be on the field. This not only wastes combat power but also creates internal competition."
"National honor is above all else!" Meng Shenji interrupted sharply, veins bulging on his forehead. "Personal development must be subordinate to the greater good!"
Chu Xinghe took a deep breath and suddenly bowed ninety degrees: "This student is willing to sign a pledge. If Team Two fails to enter the top four, I will immediately return to Team One and accept any punishment."
The hall fell into a deathly silence.
Bai Baoshan and Zhilin exchanged a glance, and the latter nodded slightly.
After pondering for a long time, Meng Shenji finally sighed and said, "Bring me the list."
The servant quickly presented the parchment.
The three education committee members and Chu Xinghe began discussing the team roster. After two hours of discussion, the final roster was determined.
Meng Shenji picked up the quill pen, and the ink spread across the paper:
"Royal Fighting Team One:"
Yu Tianheng, a level 42 offensive-type Battle Soul Master;
Dugu Yan, a level 51 Control-type Battle Soul Master;
Graphite, stone mill, level 41 defensive War Soul Sect;
Yu Feng, a level 39 agility-based Battle Soul Master;
Oslo, a level 39 agility-attack type Battle Soul Master;
Ye Lingling, Level 46 Healing-type Soul Master.
Meng Shenji changed the subject and continued writing: "Royal Fighting Team Two:"
Chu Xinghe, a level 48 offensive-type Battle Soul Master;
Zhu Zhuqing, a level 41 agility-based Battle Soul Master;
Ning Rongrong, a level 42 auxiliary-type Soul Master;
Zhao Tiezhu, Level 38 Defense-type Battle Soul Master;
Yun Wuyai, a level 39 offensive-type Battle Soul Master;
Snow Mountain, Level 35 Agility-Attack Type Battle Soul Master;
Bai Li, a level 36 offensive-type Battle Soul Master.
Finally, Meng Shenji took out the Education Committee's seal and stamped it heavily on the parchment.
He looked up at Chu Xinghe: "Remember your promise."
Chu Xinghe bowed solemnly: "This student will certainly live up to your expectations."
...
The next morning, the sun shone brightly on the training field.
All team members stood in neat rows in the center, waiting for Chu Xinghe to announce the final roster.
"According to the final decision of the Education Committee," Chu Xinghe unfolded the parchment, "the members of the Royal Battle Team One are: Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, Shi Mo, Shi Mo, Yu Feng, Aos Luo, and Ye Lingling. The members of Team Two are: myself, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, Zhao Tiezhu, Yun Wuyai, Xue Shan, and Bai Li."
Dugu Yan strode forward, her brows furrowed slightly: "Ning Rongrong, go to the second team?"
She turned to look at Chu Xinghe, her eyes questioning.
Ye Lingling gently walked to Dugu Yan's side: "Xinghe must have his reasons."
Zhu Zhuqing crossed her arms and glanced coldly in Ning Rongrong's direction, but said nothing.
"This is a tactical arrangement," Chu Xinghe said calmly. "Ye Lingling's Nine Heart Begonia is more suitable for the first team's defensive system, while the second team needs the amplification of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."
Ning Rongrong ran over excitedly: "Brother Xinghe, I will definitely help you!"
She blinked her big eyes, her face full of anticipation.
Chu Xinghe nodded lightly: "Yes, train hard."
After saying that, he looked away and turned to Dugu Yan and the other two.
Ning Rongrong's smile froze, and she reluctantly took another step closer: "I recently learned a new amplification technique..."
"Rongrong," Chu Xinghe interrupted her, his tone distant, "This is not the time to discuss this."
Dugu Yan smiled slightly and naturally took Chu Xinghe's arm: "Let's go, it's time to start training."
Ye Lingling added softly, "Today we'll be testing new team tactics."
Zhu Zhuqing turned around and walked directly towards the training ground, but her pace slowed down noticeably as she waited for them.
Ning Rongrong stood there, her eyes slightly red.
Yu Feng couldn't stand it and muttered under his breath, "The captain is too cold-hearted..."
Oslo pulled him aside: "Mind your own business."
After the training began, Chu Xinghe focused on guiding the three of them, including Dugu Yan, in their teamwork.
When Ning Rongrong tried to approach, he would always turn to other teammates at the right time.
"Yanyan, let's adjust this angle again." Chu Xinghe gently supported Dugu Yan's shoulder as he demonstrated the movement.
"Lingling, you've timed the treatment very well."
"Zhu Qing, your speed has improved again."
When Ning Rongrong asked him several questions, he simply replied, "Just do as Teacher Qin taught."
During the break, Ning Rongrong finally couldn't help but stop Chu Xinghe: "Why do you always avoid me? Is there something I'm doing wrong?"
Chu Xinghe stopped and said calmly, "You did very well, but we're just teammates. Please focus on training."
After saying that, he walked towards Dugu Yan and the other two who were resting.
Dugu Yan handed him a water bottle, Ye Lingling carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead, and Zhu Zhuqing, though silent, quietly moved over to let him sit down.
Ning Rongrong bit her lip as she watched this scene, finally realizing that she could never fit into that circle.
She clenched her fists, turned and ran away.
Yu Feng shook his head: "This girl is quite pitiful..."
"Feelings can't be forced." Oslo sighed. "The boss has already drawn a very clear line."
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Tang San's purple fourth soul ring
Chapter 123 Tang San's Purple Fourth Soul Ring
Inside the Shrek Academy's mimicry training area, Tang San sat cross-legged, his body surrounded by undulating blue silver grass.
With a long howl, he suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.
"Level 40!" Tang San stood up excitedly, feeling the surging soul power within his body.
Dai Mubai stood to the side, a complex look flashing in his evil eyes: "Congratulations, little mistress, you caught up so quickly."
Since Zhu Zhuqing left, he has been diligently cultivating, but unexpectedly, his cultivation speed is still not as fast as Tang San's, which makes him feel a little disappointed.
Tang San smiled modestly: "Brother Dai, you're joking. I'm still far from your level 42 strength."
In the center of the field, Xiao Wu delivered a beautiful spinning kick, forcing Ma Hongjun back several steps: "Fatty, your Phoenix Fireline is terrible at aiming!"
Ma Hongjun wiped his sweat and retorted, "Sister Xiaowu, you have the nerve to talk back to me with your level 39 strength?"
"Hmph!" Xiao Wu put her hands on her hips. "Once I break through level 40, I'll beat you to a pulp!"
Oscar sat under the shade of a tree, shaking his head with a wry smile: "Stop arguing, I, a level 37 food-type, haven't said anything yet."
Just then, Yu Xiaogang's voice came: "Everyone, come and assemble."
He was followed by four unfamiliar students.
"Teacher!" Tang San rushed forward, "These are..."
"New team member." Yu Xiaogang looked around at everyone. "Talon, Martial Soul: Mighty Gorilla, Level 37 Power Attack Type Battle Soul Master, 24 years old."
The burly Tyrone stepped forward and said in a gruff voice, "My name is Tyrone. Nice to meet you!"
Xiao Wu pouted: "Another muscular guy."
Yu Xiaogang continued, "Huang Yuan, Martial Soul Lone Wolf, Level 35 Power Attack Type Battle Soul Master, 23 years old."
"Jing Ling, Martial Soul Skeleton, Level 35 Agility-Attack Type Battle Soul Master, 22 years old."
"Jiangzhu, Martial Soul Healing Scepter, Level 35 Healing-type Weapon Soul Master, 19 years old."
Dai Mubai crossed his arms, his brows furrowed: "Teacher, their levels..."
"I know what you're trying to say," Yu Xiaogang interrupted him, "but we need a complete team."
Xiao Wu couldn't help but complain, "But their strength..."
Tang San gently pressed her shoulder: "Xiao Wu, listen to what your teacher has to say."
Yu Xiaogang glanced at Tang San with satisfaction: "Jiangzhu will serve as the second support, working with Oscar. Tailong is the main player, and Huang Yuan and Jingling will be the substitutes."
Oscar raised his hand and asked, "Teacher, how should my sausage and Crimson Pearl's healing scepter be divided?"
"Your sausages will be responsible for boosting stats, and Jiangzhu will focus on healing," Yu Xiaogang explained. "This will maximize the team's survivability."
Ma Hongjun leaned close to Dai Mubai's ear and whispered, "Boss Dai, now our team's average age is almost twenty."
Dai Mubai's lips twitched: "Shut up, Fatty."
Tyrone scratched his head and asked, "Um... when do we start training? I can't wait to stretch my muscles!"
Jiangzhu smiled gently: "Senior Tailong, don't rush, let everyone get to know each other first."
Dai Mubai took a deep breath, suppressing his dissatisfaction: "Welcome to the Shrek Team."
He turned to Yu Xiaogang, "Teacher, when do we start our practice and training together?"
"Tomorrow," Yu Xiaogang said, looking around at everyone. "Today, let's get to know each other. Remember, teamwork is more important than individual ability."
Tang San nodded thoughtfully: "I understand, teacher."
Xiao Wu pouted and muttered to herself, "I hope so..."
...
The next morning, at Shrek Academy, Dai Mubai was leading the other students in teamwork training.
"Fatty, watch your positioning!" Dai Mubai shouted. "Xiao Wu, you need to be more precise with your attacks!"
Meanwhile, outside the academy gates, Flander, Yu Xiaogang, and Tang San were already fully prepared to depart.
"Xiao San, are you ready?" Yu Xiaogang asked in a deep voice, holding his thick notebook in his hands.
Tang San took a deep breath, a purple light flashing in his Purple Demon Eyes: "Ready, teacher."
Flander pushed up his glasses: "This Soul Hunting Operation must be completed quickly; there's not much time left before the Soul Master Competition."
The three immediately went on alert after entering the Sunset Forest.
Flander spread his owl wings and moved swiftly among the treetops to scout.
Tang San's Purple Demon Eyes scanned the surroundings continuously, searching for suitable soul beasts.
Yu Xiaogang, whose combat power was almost zero, could only stick close to Tang San to avoid being torn to pieces by the suddenly appearing soul beasts.
"At the ten o'clock position, there is a cave spider that is about six thousand years old," Tang San suddenly said in a low voice.
Yu Xiaogang immediately said, "The Cave Spider... a control-type, does indeed fit your development path. But..."
Tang San clenched his fists involuntarily: "Is the age limit too low?"
Flander landed on the tree and flapped his wings: "Kid, don't be so ambitious. Do you think finding a suitable soul beast is so easy?"
Tang San did not answer, but the purple light in his eyes intensified.
He recalled Chu Xinghe's dazzling fourth spirit ring, which had lasted for ten thousand years, back at Shrek Academy, and a strong sense of resentment welled up in his heart.
"Teacher," Tang San's voice trembled slightly, "is there really no other choice?"
Yu Xiaogang frowned, quickly recalling his theory: "According to my research, without the aid of immortal herbs, your physical limit is about six thousand years."
He sighed, "Unless..."
"Unless what?" Tang San pressed urgently.
"Unless we can find a soul beast that has just reached the ten-thousand-year threshold but is relatively weak." Yu Xiao's face showed regret, "but the chances of that are too small."
Flander, perched on a treetop, suddenly spoke up: "Time is running out, let's take this one."
His sharp eyes scanned the surroundings. "If we drag this out any longer, we might encounter even more dangerous soul beasts."
Tang San gritted his teeth in reluctance, his knuckles turning white from the force. But reason told him that this was indeed the best option at the moment.
"Okay," Tang San said with difficulty.
Flander instantly activated his martial spirit, his sharp cat-owl claws aimed straight at the underground spider.
After several rounds, the soul beast was on the verge of death.
Tang San mechanically stepped forward and precisely ended its life with a hidden arrow.
As the purple spirit ring rose, Tang San sat cross-legged and began to absorb it.
The moment the spirit ring was put on him, the intense pain made him groan.
The powerful soul force contained in the Earth Demon Spider's soul ring surged against his body like a tidal wave, causing his skin, which had not been strengthened by immortal herbs, to crack and bleed.
"Xiao San!" Yu Xiaogang shouted anxiously, "Circulate your soul power to protect your heart meridian!"
Flander had already assumed a fighting stance, ready to intervene at any moment: "Hold on, kid!"
Tang San's Eight Spider Lances burst out of his body uncontrollably, dancing wildly in pain.
His consciousness began to blur, and the image of Chu Xinghe, his opponent with the fourth soul ring that had lasted for ten thousand years, kept flashing through his mind.
"No!" Tang San suddenly roared, "I can't lose!"
Six hours later, as the sun was setting, Tang San finally opened his eyes.
He weakly raised his hand and released his fourth soul skill.
The blue silver cage quickly took shape, but it was clearly not tough enough and could hardly defend against powerful fire-type soul skills.
"This..." Tang San looked at his trembling hands, his voice hoarse and unlike his own.
Yu Xiaogang forced a smile and comforted him, "It's already very good, Xiao San. This soul skill will become stronger as your soul power increases."
Flander withdrew his martial spirit: "Let's go, it's time to go back. The others are waiting."
On the way back, Tang San remained silent.
He suddenly stopped while crossing a stream.
"Teacher, am I... never going to catch up with him?"
Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth, but didn't know how to answer.
"Everyone has their own path." After a long silence, Yu Xiaogang finally spoke. "Chu Xinghe has his opportunities, and you have your advantages."
Tang San stared at his reflection in the water, his pale face filled with resentment.
He slammed his fist into the water, splashing water that soaked his clothes.
"I will become stronger," he whispered, as if making a vow to himself. "There will definitely be a way."
Flander and Yu Xiaogang exchanged a glance, both seeing worry in each other's eyes.
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Tang Hao meets Xiao Wu
Chapter 124 Tang Hao Meets Xiao Wu
The night was as dark as ink, and the dormitory area of Shrek Academy was shrouded in tranquility.
Xiao Wu curled up alone on the red tiles of the dormitory roof, her slender fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her skirt.
The sounds of Dai Mubai and Tailong sparring echoed from the training ground in the distance, each collision causing her eyelashes to tremble slightly.
"Hmph, if I were on the field, I wouldn't lose to those fancy players." She pouted and muttered to herself, but suddenly fell silent when she saw her slightly trembling fingertips.
Under the moonlight, those eyes, which always held a smile, were now filled with resentment and vulnerability.
A night breeze suddenly rose, and Xiao Wu froze.
She pretended to fix her hair, but in reality, she had tensed up all her muscles.
In the shadows of the eaves, a suffocating atmosphere had appeared out of nowhere.
"Senior..." she began timidly, her voice soft enough to melt, yet she secretly channeled her soul power to its limit, "It's late and the dew is heavy, what brings you here?"
The cloaked figure remained motionless, only the murderous aura surging forth like a tide.
Xiao Wu felt as if an invisible hand was gripping her heart, and a pink halo uncontrollably overflowed from her body. She bit her lip, forcing a smile, but tears were already welling up in the corners of her eyes.
"Senior, are you looking for the dean? He's here..." She tilted her head, feigning innocence, but stopped abruptly when she saw the cold glint in his eyes.
That gaze seemed to pierce through all her pretenses, laying bare the secrets of the 100,000-year-old soul beast.
Her heart was pounding in her chest, and countless terrible thoughts flashed through her mind.
This person is a Title Douluo, and not just any ordinary Title Douluo; the intense killing aura he exudes says it all.
Fear gripped her like a venomous snake, but Xiao Wu suddenly raised her chin.
If I can't keep up the act, then I'll stop pretending!
A burst of pink light erupted from her. Like a rabbit cornered in a desperate situation, her legs were trembling, yet she still had to adopt the fiercest posture.
"Kill me or torture me, it's up to you!" she shouted, her eyes red and her voice trembling with tears. "Anyway...anyway, you humans have always been like this, only ever trying to exterminate us soul beasts."
When she said the last few words, her tone suddenly weakened, turning into a pitiful sob.
Under the moonlight, the girl's slender figure trembled with fear, yet she stubbornly straightened her back.
A tear silently slid down her cheek through her loose hair.
Tang Hao slowly lifted his hood, revealing a weathered face that appeared particularly somber in the moonlight.
"I am Tang San's father." His voice was rough, like sandpaper being rubbed, and each word carried a heavy weight.
Xiao Wu's pupils suddenly contracted, and a crack appeared in her feigned innocent expression.
"Third...Third Brother's father?" She instinctively shrank back, her fingers secretly gathering soul power. "You're lying! Third Brother said his father was just an ordinary blacksmith!"
Tang Hao's lips curled into a sarcastic smile, a hint of pain flashing in his eyes.
"Blacksmith…" he repeated the word in a low voice, as if he were chewing on something bitter.
Suddenly, he raised his hand, and a blood-red killing domain instantly unfolded, enveloping the entire roof in a suffocating pressure.
"What are you going to do!" Xiao Wu exclaimed in surprise, this time she was really panicked.
She watched the red light flying towards her brow and instinctively tried to dodge, but was suppressed by the domain and unable to move.
When the red light entered between his eyebrows, the expected pain did not come.
Xiao Wu was surprised to feel the restless soul beast aura within her body being enveloped layer by layer by a domineering yet gentle power, which eventually condensed into a delicate blood-red sword pattern at her collarbone.
"This mark can conceal your soul beast aura." Tang Hao withdrew his domain, his voice still cold and hard, but a complex emotion flashed in his eyes. "Even those old fogies in the Spirit Hall can't see through your true form."
Xiao Wu trembled as she touched the pattern, feeling the terrifying power contained within it.
When she looked up, the wariness in her eyes had turned into a complex inquiry.
"Why... are you helping me?" she asked softly, her voice deliberately weak.
Tang Hao's gaze passed over her and looked towards the distant night sky.
"The way that kid looked at you..." His voice suddenly lowered, "...exactly the same way I looked at Ah Yin back then."
Xiao Wu keenly noticed this detail; a glint of light flashed in her eyes, but she quickly reverted to her pitiful appearance.
"Thank you, Uncle..." she said timidly, her fingers unconsciously stroking the pattern, secretly assessing the level of power contained within it.
Moonlight poured down on the roof of Shrek Academy like water. Xiao Wu sat opposite Tang Hao with her knees drawn up to her chest, her pink eyes shimmering with complex light in the night.
"Want to hear about the mistress's mother?" Tang Hao suddenly asked, his voice low and deep, as if it came from a great distance.
Xiao Wu immediately straightened her back, a glint of shrewdness flashing in her eyes, but she quickly put on an innocent expression again: "Uncle, would you be willing to tell me? I've always been curious about what Third Brother's mother is like."
Tang Hao's gaze passed over Xiao Wu and looked towards the distant night sky: "A Yin is the transformation of a 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor, just like you."
His fingers clenched into a fist. "Fourteen years ago, the people from the Spirit Hall discovered her identity."
Xiao Wu's body stiffened visibly for a moment, but she quickly relaxed and pretended to be nonchalant: "And then?"
"She could have escaped on her own." Tang Hao's voice suddenly became hoarse. "But to protect my son and me, she chose to sacrifice herself and give me her spirit ring."
Xiao Wu's pupils contracted sharply, and tears welled up uncontrollably.
She quickly lowered her head, not wanting Tang Hao to see her losing her composure: "Auntie Yin is so great."
Tang Hao suddenly reached out and gently wiped away the tear stains on her face with his rough fingers.
This unexpected move stunned both of them.
Xiao Wu suddenly threw herself into Tang Hao's arms, her voice deliberately choked with sobs: "I'm so sad, Auntie could have survived."
Tang Hao's body stiffened instantly, but quickly relaxed again.
He hesitated for a moment, then finally gently placed his large hand on Xiao Wu's back: "I agree to your affair with Xiao San."
His voice was still hoarse, but it had gained some warmth. "From now on, you can call me Dad, not Uncle."
Xiao Wu curled the corners of her lips out of Tang Hao's sight, secretly delighted: I guess I made the right bet. Tang San actually has a Title Douluo as his father. My judgment was right after all.
"Dad..." Xiao Wu called out deliberately in a tearful voice, while secretly observing Tang Hao's reaction, "Could you tell me more about A Yin's mother? I want to know more about her."
Tang Hao's gaze softened: "Ah Yin... she likes Blue Silver Grass the most, and always says that they are the most tenacious life forms."
His voice gradually lowered, "The day she left, the entire forest of blue silver grass was mourning."
Xiao Wu squeezed out a few more tears at the opportune moment: "If only A Yin's mother were still here, our family could be reunited."
As dawn broke in the east, Tang Hao stood up, his tall figure appearing particularly lonely in the morning light.
He took one last deep look at the window of Tang San's dormitory and said in a low voice, "Don't tell Xiao San about tonight's events."
"Why don't you see him?" Xiao Wu asked anxiously. "Third Brother misses you very much."
Tang Hao's figure was beginning to blur: "Right now, I will only become his shackles."
His voice drifted through the morning mist, "Take good care of him for me."
Xiao Wu stood alone on the rooftop, the crimson sword mark in her clenched fist slightly warm.
Her gaze gradually hardened, and a meaningful smile curved her lips: "Don't worry, Dad, I will definitely take good care of Third Brother."
In the distance, the first ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds and shone on Xiao Wu's delicate face.
She gently stroked the mark on her collarbone, her eyes gleaming with a complex light.
This sudden "father" is clearly no ordinary Title Douluo; he may become her greatest backer.
"A soul beast that has been around for 100,000 years has taken human form..." Xiao Wu murmured to herself, "It seems our fates are really similar."
Her fingers unconsciously twirled the ends of her hair. "But my ending will definitely be different."
As the morning mist gradually dissipated, Xiao Wu gracefully jumped off the roof and headed towards the cafeteria.
Her steps were light, as if she had unloaded a heavy burden.
She will keep this secret carefully until the right time.
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The High-level Soul Master Academy Elite Competition opens
Chapter 125 The Elite Tournament of Advanced Soul Master Academies Begins
Three months later, in Tiandou City, the capital of the Tiandou Empire.
Outside the Heaven Dou Grand Soul Arena, crowds thronged as the opening ceremony of the preliminary rounds of the All-Continent High-Level Soul Master Elite Tournament was about to begin.
Royal Knights taxi drivers, armed with long guns, maintained order among the crowd, and the enthusiasm of the 70,000 to 80,000 spectators made the entire square boil with excitement.
Chu Xinghe stood tall and straight at the front of the Royal Fighting Team 2, his pale yellow school uniform shimmering in the sunlight.
The team members lined up neatly, looking spirited as they awaited the entrance ceremony.
Xue Shan quietly leaned close to Chu Xinghe's ear and whispered excitedly, "Captain, I heard that there are thirty-three teams participating in this competition, and the preliminary rounds alone will last for a month."
Bai Li stood to the side, elegantly tidying the hair at her temples, but her gaze kept glancing at Chu Xinghe's profile.
Over the past three months, she has been deeply captivated by Chu Xinghe's charm.
Suddenly, a burst of laughter erupted from the entrance.
Everyone's attention was drawn to it.
The Shrek Academy team members slowly entered the arena, dressed in bizarre, poop-green uniforms plastered with various sponsor advertisements and wearing exaggerated masks. Their comical appearance stood out starkly among the uniforms of the other academies.
Yu Feng from the Royal Fighting Team laughed so hard he almost fell over, slapping his thigh repeatedly: "Look, look! What kind of rural academy's outfit is this?"
Oslo even exaggeratedly imitated the Shrek team members' walking posture, causing the surrounding audience to burst into laughter.
Standing next to Chu Xinghe, Zhu Zhuqing unconsciously took a half step back.
Her slender fingers gently traced her chest, a hint of relief flashing across her cold, beautiful face. If she hadn't left Shrek Academy, she probably would have been wearing that ridiculous team uniform too.
Chu Xinghe noticed her movements and gave her an inquiring look.
Zhu Zhuqing shook her head slightly to indicate that she was fine, but the relief in her eyes was impossible to hide.
...
Inside the rest area of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy, team leader Sun Buyu neatly distributed a stack of documents to each team member.
Chu Xinghe took the documents and quickly flipped through them, his slender fingers deftly turning the pages.
When he flipped to the Shrek team's information, he paused slightly.
"Soul Power Level 42?" Chu Xinghe stared at Tang San's information panel, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. This cultivation speed was even faster than he had expected.
His gaze continued downwards, and when he saw Xiao Wu's information, his brows furrowed involuntarily. This transformed soul beast actually dared to participate in the Soul Master Competition. Wasn't she afraid of being discovered by the Spirit Hall?
Snow Mountain leaned closer curiously: "Captain, have you found something interesting?"
Chu Xinghe closed the document, a meaningful smile playing on his lips: "Nothing much, just saw a few old friends."
Not far away, the Shrek team was enduring the ridicule of the audience.
Dai Mubai's fists were clenched so tightly they turned white, veins bulging, while Tang San calmly patted his teammates' shoulders, soothing everyone's emotions.
This was all a well-orchestrated scheme by Flander, that money-grubber.
On the other side, in the rest area of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy.
Sun Buyu, the team leader of the Royal Fighting Team, had just handed over the competition academy to Chu Xinghe.
"Teacher Sun," Chu Xinghe turned to team leader Sun Buyu, "Are other academies also able to obtain detailed information about Shrek Academy?"
Sun Buyu shook his head and said, "His Highness the Crown Prince strictly limits the flow of information between the academies in order to maintain the fairness of the competition."
He lowered his voice, "It's already an exception that we were able to obtain this information."
Chu Xinghe glanced thoughtfully towards the VIP section, a knowing look flashing in his eyes. It seemed Xue Qinghe had specially opened a back door for the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy.
Xue Shan and Bai Li, standing to the side, had expressions of tension and anticipation on their faces.
Snow Mountain kept rubbing his hands together: "Captain, who is our first opponent?"
Bai Li quietly straightened her clothes, but her slightly trembling fingers betrayed her inner turmoil.
Chu Xinghe carefully put away the documents, his gaze hardening once more: "No matter who our opponent is, we must win."
His gaze inadvertently swept over the Shrek team in the distance again, a barely perceptible glint of fighting spirit flashing in his eyes.
...
In the magnificent VIP section, important figures from all sides took their seats in turn.
Chu Xinghe stood at the very front of the Royal Fighting Team 2's line, his sharp gaze sweeping across the VIP area.
His gaze first fell on Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, who was wearing a snow-white robe and talking quietly with Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, beside him.
As if sensing the gaze, Ning Fengzhi turned to look in Chu Xinghe's direction, nodded slightly in greeting, and wore a gentle yet unfathomable smile.
Emperor Xue Ye sat upright in the central seat, his majestic face bearing a striking resemblance to Xue Qinghe.
He was listening to a report from a military minister beside him, nodding occasionally.
The magnificent robe embroidered with gold thread shimmered in the sunlight, showcasing the supreme authority of the empire.
Salas, the Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall, leaned back lazily in his chair, yawning casually.
His black bishop's robes, trimmed with silver, were slightly disheveled and clashed with the solemn atmosphere around him.
When the waiter brought him tea, he simply waved it off, showing little interest in the upcoming opening ceremony.
"Xinghe, is that the bishop of the Spirit Hall?" Zhao Tiezhu asked in a low voice, his eyes gleaming with curiosity.
Chu Xinghe nodded slightly: "That's right, Platinum Bishop Salas, level 87 Soul Douluo, and the person in charge of the Spirit Hall of Heaven Dou City."
His gaze never left the VIP seats. "However, it seems he's not very interested in this competition."
Bai Li gracefully tidied the stray hairs at her temples and said softly, "I heard that the Spirit Hall has its own participating teams, so naturally they don't care about the competitions of other academies."
The three members of the Tiandou Royal Academy's teaching committee sat a little further away, and Meng Shenji, Bai Baoshan, and Zhilin all noticed Chu Xinghe's gaze.
Meng Shenji stroked his beard, Bai Baoshan squinted his eyes, and Zhilin nodded slightly. All three of them wore gratified smiles, their eyes full of expectation and encouragement.
As the twenty-seven-gun salute sounded, Emperor Xueye slowly rose to deliver his speech.
His deep voice, amplified by his soul power, resounded throughout the arena: "Today, the talents of our Heavenly Dou Empire have gathered to celebrate this grand occasion. The way of the Soul Master lies in..."
Chu Xinghe listened attentively, while glancing around the room out of the corner of his eye.
Among the participating teams in the distance, he spotted Shrek Academy's striking poop-green team uniforms.
Tang San was standing at the very front of the line, his gaze calmly fixed on the VIP seats.
When Ning Fengzhi was invited by the host to share his thoughts, the entire room fell silent instantly.
The sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School rose gracefully, his snow-white robes dazzling in the sunlight.
His gaze swept over the formation of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, and his voice was gentle and refined: "As a member of the Heaven Dou Empire, I naturally support the most outstanding young soul masters in our country."
The audience erupted in cheers and applause.
The students of the Royal Fighting Team straightened their backs unconsciously, their faces filled with pride.
Zhu Zhuqing stood beside Chu Xinghe, a complex expression flashing across her cold and beautiful face.
"Now, please welcome Bishop Salas of the Spirit Hall to draw the pairings for the first round of the competition," the host's voice rang out again.
Salas got up lazily and slowly walked towards the drawing table.
His narrow eyes were half-open, as if he had no interest in anything in front of him.
When he took the first slip of paper from the lottery box, the entire audience held their breath.
"Heaven Dou Royal Academy Team 2 vs. Shrek Academy."
Salas announced, drawing out his words with a hint of mockery in his tone.
The roar of the crowd instantly reached its peak.
The audience members whispered excitedly and discussed among themselves.
This matchup was both logical and dramatic, pitting the elite of the empire against an unknown grassroots team.
"Interesting." Chu Xinghe's lips curled up slightly.
Standing behind Chu Xinghe, Zhao Tiezhu rubbed his hands together: "Captain, it looks like we'll be able to show our skills in the very first match."
Yun Wuyai crossed his arms and sneered, "Shrek? I've never even heard of that amateur academy."
In the VIP section, Crown Prince Xue Qinghe turned slightly to Ning Fengzhi and whispered, "It seems there will be a good show in the very first episode."
Ning Fengzhi gently swirled the teacup in his hand, smiling without saying a word.
His gaze darted back and forth between Chu Xinghe and Tang San, as if he were assessing something.
Salas had returned to his seat, continuing his listless demeanor.
But a careful observer would notice that his gaze frequently swept towards Shrek Academy, a barely perceptible glint of light flashing in his eyes.
Chu Xinghe withdrew his gaze and turned to his teammates: "Alright, everyone, cheer up. No matter who the opponent is, we'll show them what a real Royal Fighting Team is all about!"
The team members responded in unison, their fighting spirit soaring.
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