Douluo: One man returns, Fan Tianyin smashes Tang San to death

Wang Sheng smirked smugly, patted Oscar on the shoulder, and laughed, "Now that I'm a little monster too, isn't it normal for me to have a dragon soul ring?"

His tone was relaxed, but a hint of gratitude flashed in his eyes, and his gaze unconsciously drifted towards Lu Yu.

Oscar curled his lip, clearly not believing Wang Sheng's "normal" statement.

Explanation.

Huang Yuan, standing nearby, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, recalling his previous sparring session with Wang Sheng.

He won by chance back then, but now, looking at Wang Sheng's strength, if they were to fight again, he, a Soul Master, would probably suffer a defeat.

Seeing that everyone was discussing enthusiastically, Lu Yu interrupted, "Alright, stop fooling around. Hurry up and recover your soul power. The next battle is about to begin."

His voice was calm yet carried an undeniable authority, and everyone immediately quieted down, sitting cross-legged to begin their recovery.

Just then, Zhao Wuji walked over, called Lu Yu to a quiet corner, stared intently at him, and said in a deep voice, "Lu Yu, tell me honestly, what's the deal with Wang Sheng's dragon spirit? When I first met him, he didn't have such a thing. His best spirit ring was only the ten-thousand-year radiant lion spirit ring."

He paused, his tone tinged with a hint of probing, "And what about that time in the Star Dou Great Forest?... Was your action related to that?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yu smiled slightly, a profound light flashing in his eyes.

He didn't answer directly, but said softly, "Teacher Zhao, Wang Sheng's growth is due to his own efforts."

As for the rest, you might want to observe further; there may be more surprises.

Zhao Wuji frowned, clearly dissatisfied with Lu Yu's answer, but he didn't press for details.

He gave Lu Yu a deep look, then turned and left, feeling more and more that this young man was hiding too many secrets.

Lu Yu stood in the rest area of ​​Shrek Academy. The air was filled with the faint smell of sweat and the fresh scent of grass and trees. In the distance, the noise from the Soul Arena surged like a tide.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze passing through the crowd and landing on Zhao Wuji, who was walking towards him not far away.

Zhao Wuji was tall and imposing, with a steady gait. Every step he took carried an invisible pressure, like a sleeping giant bear that could unleash astonishing power at any moment.

Lu Yu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, as if he had already anticipated this conversation.

"Lu Yu, I have something I'd like to discuss with you regarding Wang Sheng."

Zhao Wuji's voice was low and deep, carrying a hint of probing.

He stopped, crossed his arms, and stared intently at Lu Yu's face, trying to discern something from that calm and expressionless countenance.

Upon hearing this, Lu Yu frowned slightly, then relaxed, a light smile appearing on his face. His tone was relaxed yet carried a deeper meaning: "Teacher Zhao, have you heard some rumors? Wang Sheng's achievements are entirely due to his own abilities; I didn't help him at all."

He paused, his eyes flashing slightly, as if he had thought of something, and lowered his voice a few decibels, "There are some things I think are better left unsaid, to avoid causing unnecessary trouble."

As you know, Shrek Academy is currently enjoying great success. If it attracts the covetous eyes of certain powerful individuals, it might not be good for anyone.

Zhao Wuji was stunned for a moment, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. Then he laughed and patted Lu Yu's shoulder with such force that Lu Yu swayed slightly.

"Good lad, you're quite cautious! I misunderstood you."

He suppressed his smile and his tone became serious, "However, Wang Sheng's performance has truly impressed me."

Thanos's team will likely achieve a good ranking in this Soul Arena.

Lu Yu nodded, but his gaze inadvertently swept towards the Soul Arena in the distance, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.

Seeing this, Zhao Wuji continued, "Speaking of the rewards for this Soul Arena, they are truly generous."

The first place winner will receive a bottle of Soul Refining Liquid, which is a valuable item that can not only repair most injuries but also strengthen the Martial Soul.

The second place winner received 300,000 Soul Coins, and the third place winner received 50,000 Soul Coins.

So, are you even a little tempted?

Upon hearing this, Lu Yu's lips curled slightly, revealing a disdainful smile: "Teacher Zhao, do you think these things are worthy of my attention?"

He shook his head, his tone carrying a hint of confidence, "However, I still need to trouble you to continue placing bets for me, betting on us to win."

He paused, looked directly at Zhao Wuji, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes. "I believe that first place belongs to us."

Zhao Wuji raised an eyebrow, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes: "Judging from your posture, you seem quite confident."

What's wrong, short on Soul Coins? Want me to lend you some?

He said it half-jokingly, but there was a hint of seriousness in his eyes.

Lu Yu waved his hand, his tone firm: "Thank you for your kindness, Teacher Zhao, but I still want to rely on my own abilities to strive for it."

He paused for a moment, as if he had thought of something, and his tone became low, "Teacher Zhao, with your strength, how confident are you if you were to venture to the depths of the Star Dou Great Forest, which is 18,000 feet deep?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuji's expression changed slightly, and a hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes.

He paused for a moment, then slowly spoke: "Lu Yu, do you know what the 18,000-zhang Star Dou Great Forest means? It's a place that even Soul Douluo dare not easily set foot in."

Although I have some strength, I am ultimately just an ordinary Soul Master.

Going to such a place would likely come at a terrible price, perhaps even... costing you your life.

He paused, his gaze fixed on Lu Yu. "Why are you asking this? What's the plan?"

Lu Yu's expression also turned serious, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

He didn't answer directly, but gently shook his head: "I'll tell you in detail when I have the chance."

He paused, his tone firm, "However, I must win first place in the Soul Arena."

If necessary, I hope to be able to get a strong person to help.

Zhao Wuji frowned and said in a deep voice, "Lu Yu, what exactly are you planning? Eighteen thousand zhang is no joke."

If we really have to go, I alone won't be enough. At least three Soul Douluos need to join forces to have any chance of success.

but……"

He paused for a moment, his gaze deep, "If you can win first place in the Soul Arena, perhaps I can help you find the right person."

Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Lu Yu's eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

He smiled slightly, cupped his hands, and said, "Then thank you very much, Teacher Zhao."

I'm determined to get first place.

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the rest area, his back straight but carrying a strange sense of heaviness.

Zhao Wuji stood there, watching Lu Yu's departing figure with a complicated expression, his brows furrowed.

Liu Erlong walked over and whispered, "Old Zhao, this kid seems to be hiding something. Things don't seem so simple."

Zhao Wuji nodded and said in a deep voice, "Yes, this kid... is not simple."

The noise from the rest area gradually pulled Lu Yu back to his thoughts.

The referee at the Soul Arena announced loudly, "The next match is between the Dark Tiger Team and the Haotian Team!" As soon as the words were spoken, the atmosphere in the arena was instantly ignited, and cheers from the audience swept in like waves.

Lu Yu turned his gaze to the center of the Soul Arena, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes.

At the exit, the members of the Dark Tiger team slowly made their appearance.

Dai Mubai took the lead, his steps steady, his eyes gleaming with an untamed light.

His blond hair shone brightly in the sunlight, making him resemble a real white tiger, radiating an invisible aura of power.

Tang San followed closely behind, his face calm, but a deep sharpness was hidden in his eyes.

Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and others followed closely behind, each exuding the unique aura of a Soul Master.

On the opposite side, Su Qian, the captain of the Haotian team, came out.

She was tall and slender, her graceful figure accentuated by an ice-blue dress, and her eyes held a hint of arrogance.

Her martial soul is an ice fox, with a soul power level of 49, just one step away from becoming a Soul King.

The team members behind them were equally impressive, each one a Soul Master level member, making for a formidable lineup.

As soon as the match started, Dai Mubai launched the first attack.

He let out a low shout, and his Martial Soul White Tiger instantly possessed him. A burst of golden light erupted around his body, and he seemed to transform into a roaring tiger.

White Tiger Vajra Transformation's soul skill was released instantly. His muscles suddenly swelled, his power surged, and he charged straight at Haotian Team with an overwhelming aura.

Su Qian's expression changed slightly, and a hint of anger flashed in her eyes.

She hadn't expected Dai Mubai's strength to be so terrifying, far exceeding the previous rumors.

With a delicate shout, her martial spirit, the Ice Fox, instantly appeared, and a beam of icy blue light shot into the sky behind her.

Her fourth soul skill, "Devouring Kill".

In an instant, Ice Fox's figure blurred, its speed increased dramatically, and it transformed into a blue streak of light, rushing straight towards Dai Mubai.

"boom!"

The two attacks collided in the center of the arena, the ground shook violently, and dust flew up.

Dai Mubai's White Tiger Vajra Transformation was incredibly powerful, each punch accompanied by a whistling sound that tore through the air, while Su Qian's Ice Fox was known for its speed, nimbly dodging Dai Mubai's attacks while waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.

As the two clashed, the aftershocks from their soul power collision caused the entire Soul Arena to tremble slightly, and the cheers from the audience grew even louder.

On the other side, Tang San and his six companions also launched an attack.

Tang San stood in the center of the team, his gaze calm and composed. With a slight raise of his hands, countless Blue Silver Grasses burst forth from the ground, coiling towards the members of the Haotian Team like serpents.

His control over the Blue Silver Grass was superb, and the precision with which it entangled the enemy was impossible to defend against. Two members of the Haotian team were instantly trapped and unable to move.

"Xuanyu Hand!"

Tang San let out a low shout, and his hands glowed with a layer of crystalline jade-colored light as hidden weapons shot out like a rainstorm.

Although his soul power was only at the Soul Venerable level, the power he unleashed by combining the Mysterious Jade Hand with hidden weapon techniques was enough to make even a Soul Sect member wary.

With a few whooshing sounds, three hidden weapons accurately struck the vital points of three Haotian team members, eliminating them from the competition.

The members of Haotian Team tried to fight back, but they were powerless to turn the tide against the combined suppression of Tang San's Blue Silver Grass and hidden weapons.

The battle between Dai Mubai and Su Qian gradually came to a conclusion. The continuous explosive power of the White Tiger Vajra Transformation gradually overwhelmed Su Qian. Although her Ice Fox was incredibly fast, it was ultimately unable to withstand the absolute power.

In the end, with Su Qian being knocked out of the arena by Dai Mubai's punch, Haotian Team was completely wiped out, and Minghu Team won with an overwhelming advantage.

Thunderous applause erupted from the stands, and the referee loudly announced: "Team Dark Tiger wins!"

After the match, the members of the Dark Tiger team returned to the rest area, each with a look of joy on their face.

Dai Mubai wiped the sweat from his forehead, but his gaze fell on Tang San.

He frowned and couldn't help but ask, "Xiao San, you hit me a bit too hard today, it's not like usual."

Is something the matter?

Upon hearing this, Tang San stopped tidying his clothes, his gaze darkened slightly, and he said in a low voice, "I need the first place reward, that bottle of Soul Refining Liquid."

His voice carried a subtle heaviness, as if he were bearing some unspeakable pressure.

Dai Mubai was stunned for a moment, then patted his chest and laughed loudly, "Don't worry, Xiao San, first place is definitely ours, no one can take it away!"

His heroic demeanor made the surrounding team members laugh, and the atmosphere immediately became much more relaxed.

Lu Yu stood at the edge of the Soul Arena, his gaze calm and serene, yet the murmurs of the audience echoed in his ears.

The clamor from outside surged in like a tide, and one could vaguely hear people mentioning Tang San's name, their tone filled with awe and doubt.

Huang Yuan stood beside him, his brows furrowed, arms crossed, his gaze occasionally sweeping towards the Shrek team warming up not far away.

His expression was somewhat complicated as he whispered to Wang Sheng beside him, "Don't you think Tang San has been too ruthless in these matches? Every move is like a life-or-death battle, as if he wants to knock his opponent down with one blow."

This competition is important, but it's not at the point of being played to the point of exhaustion, is it? Something feels off.

Upon hearing this, Wang Sheng stroked his chin, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes.

He had fought Tang San before and had some understanding of Tang San's strength, so he nodded and said, "You're right."

Tang San is indeed very capable, and his improvement over the past few years has been astonishing.

When I didn't activate my soul skill, I had no confidence at all in beating him.

His methods were too unpredictable; those hidden weapons were especially deadly and impossible to defend against.

We need to remind our teammates to be careful when facing the Shrek team.

His voice was low and wary, but his gaze unconsciously drifted toward Lu Yu, as if waiting for his opinion.

Lu Yu stood aside, listening silently to their conversation, his eyes slightly narrowed, as if he were deep in thought.

His fingers tapped lightly on the soul tool at his waist, the rhythm slow and regular, as if he were sorting out his thoughts.

After a moment, he spoke slowly, his voice low but with a hint of certainty: "Tang San's urgency is probably related to the Soul Refining Liquid."

Upon hearing this, Huang Yuan and Wang Sheng were both taken aback and turned to look at him.

Lu Yu didn't look at them, his gaze still fixed on the distance, his tone calm but with a hint of profound meaning: "The Soul Refining Liquid is useless to Tang San, but Yu Xiaogang beside him... As you all know, in Douluo Continent, Soul Power Level is fundamental."

Tang San is working so hard, most likely to help Yu Xiaogang improve his strength.

Let's not worry about too much; the upcoming battle is the key. Get ready. (End of Chapter)