Douluo: I have too many clones

Chapter 812 Tang Wulin vs. Youlan Dai'e
With the conclusion of the second round of the tournament, all sorts of gossip about Qian Gu Zhang Ting have swept across the entire continent like a tidal wave, becoming the focus of heated discussions on the streets and alleys.

Editors from major media outlets seemed to have caught the most enticing news scent, rushing to publish related reports, exaggerating the extent of their coverage.

"Shocking! The foremost of the four contemporary Spirit Transmission Masters of the Spirit Transmission Tower—Qian Gu Zhangting—actually exposed his true colors in front of the entire continent's audience at the highly anticipated Martial Arts Tournament for Marriage... Is this a distortion of humanity or a moral decay?!"

Such a provocative headline, paired with that oddly angled photo, instantly ignited the curiosity of countless people.

Another report focused on the sheer spectacle of the match itself:
"Amazing! A Heavenly Forged Artifact actually defeated a Super Douluo wearing a three-word battle armor! This is not only a victory in a single match, but it also foreshadows that a generation of master craftsmen may completely rewrite the landscape of the entire forging industry, bringing unprecedented changes to the forging field!"

Even more extreme, some wrote in an almost mocking tone: "Love broadcast! The Spirit Pagoda's name of 'perky buttocks' is truly well-deserved! As expected of the young master of the Spirit Pagoda, even in the embarrassment of defeat, he can still attract the attention of countless ignorant girls with his unique 'buttocks' charm..."

Some smaller media outlets went even further, going so far as to give Qian Gu Zhang Ting an unflattering nickname: "The Little Prince with the Curvy Buttocks of the Spirit Pagoda."

Although the name was quickly suppressed by the media department of the Spirit Pagoda, it still spread quietly in a small circle like wildfire in a short period of time, becoming a source of amusement for many people.

The reason, as some have privately speculated, is that her buttocks are truly perky and shapely!

Speaking of Qian Gu Zhang Ting, some people may wonder why he is the head of the four great spirit messengers.
It should be noted that the strength of the other Spirit Transmission Envoys is not to be underestimated either. Just Cai Xukun's level 98 soul power alone is definitely above his.

The reason for this was simply that Qian Gu Dongfeng had specially secured a small privilege for his grandson in order to promote him.

But no one could have predicted that this former "privilege" would now become the root of his misery, causing him to lose face in front of the entire continent.

Meanwhile, behind this seemingly absurd competition, many astute individuals have seen something deeper.

A creature made of metal was able to defeat a Super Douluo wearing a three-word battle armor with its own power. This is simply a miracle that subverts all understanding!
It should be understood that although Heavenly Forged Metal is extremely tough, without the control and driving of a Soul Master, it is ultimately just a piece of metal with special properties and cannot unleash such amazing combat power.

But right now, that big white goose actually defeated a powerful figure like Qian Gu Zhangting with its own abilities. If this event were to spread, it could very well lead to a new upheaval in the development path of soul masters, just like the emergence of soul tools and battle armor.

This possibility has caused considerable concern, even within the forging industry, where it has shaken many.

The blacksmiths were both excited about this groundbreaking achievement and uneasy about its potential unknown impact.

For this reason, in addition to the gossip surrounding Qian Gu Zhang Ting, the name of the master craftsman Lu Fa also frequently appears in various reports and discussions.

After all, the giant white goose that created the miracle was his creation.

In a short time, the heads of many prominent families in Mingdu keenly sensed the immense value contained within it and expressed their desire to meet this master craftsman and discuss cooperation through various channels, both openly and covertly.

However, under the strong intervention and protection of the Temple of War and the Central Legion, all invitations were ruthlessly rejected.

……

Qian Gu Dongfeng stood in the medical room, looking at Qian Gu Zhangting lying on the bed with a pale face, his face full of gloom.

"When will Zhang Ting wake up? Will he be able to participate in the subsequent competitions?" He turned around and asked a healing-type Soul Douluo in a white coat next to him, his voice carrying a hint of imperceptible urgency.

Qian Gu Zhangting had been unconscious for over an hour. If the medical instruments hadn't continuously shown that his vital signs were still stable, Qian Gu Dongfeng would never have been so "calm" at this moment.

The healing-type Soul Master bowed slightly and respectfully replied, "Reporting to the Tower Master, Young Master Zhangting's body is fine. His bones and meridians are undamaged, and his soul power has only been excessively depleted, without any fundamental harm. The reason he has been unconscious until now is more due to the enormous blow to his spirit—after all, he..."

At this point, the healing-type Soul Master keenly sensed the fleeting displeasure in Qian Gu Dongfeng's eyes and tactfully stopped the conversation, which had almost touched a sore spot, changing the subject instead:
"Judging from the current situation, Young Master Zhangting should be able to wake up within a day. As long as he rests well after waking up, he will be fine to participate in the next round of the competition."

The schedule for this martial arts contest to find a husband is quite relaxed, with a round of competition every nine days. This means that Qian Gu Zhang Ting has plenty of time to rest and recuperate.

"Cough cough..."

Just then, a slightly hoarse cough came from the hospital bed, breaking the silence in the room.

Lying on the bed, Qian Gu Zhangting's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he opened his eyes somewhat blankly, his eyes still filled with the confusion of just waking up from unconsciousness.

His gaze slowly focused, and the first thing he saw was his grandfather standing by the bed. His scattered thoughts gradually returned like a tide, and fragments of his previous memories kept emerging. His emotions quickly showed signs of excitement and shame, and his hands subconsciously clenched the sheets beneath him.

Qian Gu Dongfeng stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Zhang Ting, a temporary setback is nothing. The good men of our Qian Gu family are never the kind of cowards who would be discouraged by a little setback."

He paused, seemingly choosing his words carefully, and then said, "Think about your great-grandfather. Didn't he get slapped in public by that crazy woman, Long Yeyue? That incident caused quite a stir back then, with countless people waiting to see our Qian Gu family make a fool of themselves. But what was the result?"

"Your great-grandfather took this opportunity to reflect deeply and finally succeeded in breaking through and rebuilding, breaking through to the quasi-god level in one fell swoop; while that crazy woman Long Yeyue has always remained at the demigod level, unable to make any further progress."

"Therefore, until the very last moment, no one can predict which direction things will take. What does temporary honor or disgrace matter?"

Seeing the excitement on Qian Gu Zhangting's face gradually fade and his emotions calm down, Qian Gu Dongfeng nodded slightly, stood up and said, "In short, you must participate in the martial arts contest for marriage as scheduled. You must not give up because of this setback. Now, what you need to do is rest well and recharge your energy."

"I got it, Grandpa."

Qian Gu Zhangting responded in a muffled voice, his tone still nasal, clearly indicating that he hadn't completely overcome the hurdle in his heart, but at least he was no longer as excited as when he first woke up.

"That's good." Qian Gu Dongfeng said with relief, then turned and walked out.

The aftermath of the defeat at Qian Gu Zhang Ting has snowballed, requiring the personal intervention of the Spirit Pagoda Master to handle it without any delay.

Besides, he also needed to explain to his father about the destruction of the Soul-Capturing Tablet, as it was the most treasured possession of the ancient clan.

As for settling scores with that big white goose?

In Qian Gu Dongfeng's view, it was a completely meaningless act. That big white goose was ultimately just a metal creation; even if it possessed intelligence, it did not have the capacity to independently bear responsibility.

Moreover, tracing back to its origins, that giant white goose was the work of the master craftsman Lu Fa, and now the connection between the master craftsman Lu Fa and the Temple of War Gods is intricate and very close.

If we were to rashly go to their door to demand an explanation at this moment, not to mention that we would be in the wrong first—after all, it was Qian Gu Zhang Ting who used the forbidden artifact, the Soul-Seizing Tablet, first. Just the fact that we might offend both the Divine Craftsman Lu Fa and the War God Temple would be extremely unwise.

For the Spirit Pagoda, which has already broken ties with the Tang Sect and Shrek Academy and made many enemies on the continent, it simply cannot afford to add another powerful enemy.

The martial arts tournament for choosing a husband did not halt due to the controversy surrounding Qian Gu Zhang Ting; it continued to proceed as planned. To protect the family's reputation, Qian Gu Dong Feng spared no effort, utilizing extensive connections and media influence, paying a considerable price to barely suppress the negative news surrounding Qian Gu Zhang Ting and prevent it from becoming the focus of public attention.

Although the discussions behind the scenes never stopped, at least on the surface, the storm has temporarily subsided.

After several days of recuperation, Qian Gu Zhangting once again stepped onto the arena, demonstrating his formidable strength as a Spirit Transmission Envoy.

Although many people believe that the young master of the Spirit Pagoda's path to victory has already dimmed.

After all, losing a match in the round-robin tournament means falling behind other undefeated top players and putting you at a disadvantage in the final points ranking.

Even if he performs exceptionally well afterward, the chances of him making a comeback and winning the championship are extremely slim. He can basically say that he has no chance in this tournament where the Silver Dragon Princess is the ultimate goal.

……

As the round-robin tournament continues, the competition in each group is becoming increasingly fierce, and a new generation of young players are gradually emerging on the stage.

They came from all over the mainland, with different backgrounds and traditions, but they all gave their all in this grand event, showcasing their top combat power.

Whether it's the exquisite combination of soul skills, the domineering and fierce offensive methods, or the unpredictable control techniques, all of them provide a feast for the eyes of the audience.

These young talents are all quite capable, and they have all performed brilliantly in their respective matches. Judging from their theoretical strength and performance on the field, they all seem to have the potential to become the partners of the Silver Dragon Princess Gu Yuena.

Suddenly, the suspense of the conference increased dramatically, and no one could say for sure who would be the final winner.

Among all the participants, Nan Fusheng probably had the easiest and smoothest journey. The competition in his second group was relatively less intense.

After decisively defeating Akira Chishan and Ao Wuchang, the "actor," Nan Fusheng's advantage in the group is already quite obvious.

For him, in the second group, the only one he really needed to pay attention to was Ye Xinglan.

Besides, the other opponents in the second group were at most at the Soul Saint level, and the difference in strength between them and Nan Fusheng, who had already stepped into a higher realm, was obvious.

In this way, his path to advancement within the group can be described as "easy mode," requiring almost no effort. He only needs to perform steadily to advance smoothly to the next round and steadily move towards his ultimate goal.

……

"Martial Arts Tournament for Marriage, Round 7, Match 3: Yu Longyue versus Youlan Dai'e. Please, both contestants, step onto the stage!"

As commentator Ai Fei's clear and passionate voice echoed through the stadium, the audience in the stands erupted in thunderous cheers.

As the martial arts contest for marriage progresses, the competitive landscape of the sixth group has become clear. Among the contestants, the most favored and most likely to win is undoubtedly Yu Longyue, who is handsome, has an outstanding temperament, and a distinguished background.

Even the previously stunning Youlan Dai Goose could only rank second in popularity and the number of people who would win the championship—after all, it was just a cute and cuddly white goose.

Compared to Yu Longyue, a prodigy who possesses good looks, strength, and a privileged background, he ultimately falls slightly short in the eyes of many viewers.

With a calm and composed smile on her face, Tang Wulin walked slowly onto the arena. At this moment, she was even more certain that coming to participate in this martial arts contest to find a husband was undoubtedly an extremely wise choice.

The tournament brought together top experts from all over the continent, each with their own unique cultivation methods and combat skills.

The dazzling array of soul power applications, the exquisite combinations of soul skills, and the bizarre and wonderful martial soul abilities greatly broadened her horizons, giving her a deeper and more comprehensive understanding of the world of soul masters.

Especially her sixth group, which can be called the group of death, with powerful titled Douluo emerging one after another, and every battle is full of challenges.

With each clash with these powerful figures, Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon King bloodline became increasingly active and surged amidst the fierce battles. His cultivation level also continuously broke through bottlenecks and steadily improved through these life-and-death trials.

As of now, her cultivation level has successfully reached level ninety-four, just one step away from the Super Douluo realm!
"Indeed, one should not underestimate the people of the world!"

Tang Wulin sighed softly, his eyes filled with a mixture of awe and emotion. She subconsciously touched her neck, as if she could still feel a faint chill.

In the previous round of the competition, she encountered a mysterious and powerful figure from the common people—Zhang Qiling, known as the "Black Gold Ancient Blade".

The black blade in that powerful figure's hand was incomparably sharp, seemingly capable of slicing through space with each swing, and each strike carried a chilling killing intent, posing a tremendous threat and causing her immense harm.

Although Tang Wulin ultimately managed to defeat his opponent with great difficulty thanks to his unwavering will and powerful strength, he paid a considerable price for it. Fortunately, he was healed by the Holy Spirit Douluo Ya Li.

Besides Zhang Qiling, the "Black Gold Ancient Blade," the other contestants in the sixth group are all formidable and possess strong abilities.

Just like Bei Miao, whom she encountered in the first round, his ability to manipulate water elements was superb. His "Raging Waterfall," which condensed the ultimate water power, was powerful and overwhelming, almost soaking her in front of everyone and leaving her in a sorry state.

In the second round, Dong Shan was skilled at manipulating wind elements. Her signature move, "Wind Piercing Strike," was as swift as the wind, cunning and sharp, with a whistling sound that almost tore her clothes apart, putting her in a difficult situation.

Xin Nan, in the third round, possessed a powerful Flame Dragon Martial Soul and had masterful control over fire elements. The raging flames almost ignited the air, nearly burning her clothes to ashes several times, forcing her to focus on defense.

In the fourth round, Xi Zhao clearly awakened the Snow Mastiff Martial Soul, which is known for its defense and strength.

As it turned out, his battle armor was also equipped with a huge axe. The "Thunder Strike" he unleashed was powerful and incredibly violent. The force it generated almost blew her clothes off completely, causing her to lose face.

Ok?
Thinking of this, Tang Wulin suddenly had a thought, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Something seems off.
Why did her opponents seem to be targeting her clothes, whether intentionally or unintentionally? This seemed too coincidental, leaving her puzzled and helpless.

In the fifth round, Tang Wulin faced off against Kun Zhong from the Temple of War.

Perhaps the previous battle had exhausted the opponent's morale, or perhaps Kunzhong's strength was relatively weak to begin with, but Tang Wulin did not give the opponent any chance to breathe. With a clean and decisive combination of techniques, he quickly defeated Kunzhong.

how to say?

Compared to the previous formidable opponents, Kun Zhong seemed utterly incompetent—the difference in strength was obvious, and he even seemed like a filler, a "freebie" who didn't pose much of a threat to her at all.

In the current seventh round, she will finally face the opponent she fears the most and is the most troublesome in this competition—that seemingly harmless but unfathomably powerful white goose, Youlan Dai'e!
(Image of Tang Wulin as a woman.)
(End of this chapter)