Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

In the rest area of ​​the Sun and Moon team, everyone's eyes were still fixed on Jin Tianming, their eyes filled with lingering shock.

That move was absolutely brilliant! Even though the martial soul wasn't attached to the body and the soul rings weren't released at all, the ultimate lightning carrying the pressure of world destruction was silently neutralized with just a wave of the hand.

There was no earth-shattering collision, no dazzling fluctuations of soul power, but it was precisely this calm and collected demeanor that exuded a cool and aloof air.

"Big brother! I want to learn this!" Xiao Hongchen was like a firecracker that had been lit, instantly moving closer to Jin Tianming, his eyes shining like two stars, his excitement barely concealed.

Jin Tianming's move just now was so cool that it captivated him. He thought Xiao Hongchen was so handsome and had to learn such a cool skill!
Showing it off on the field will definitely get you screams from the crowd and maximize your cool factor.

"Want to learn?" Jin Tianming raised an eyebrow, a half-smile playing on his lips.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Xiao Hongchen nodded like a chick pecking at rice, his head bobbing rapidly. "As long as I learn it, I can be just as cool as you, big brother, and steal the show!"

“If you’re so eager to learn—” Jin Tianming drawled, his gaze slowly shifting to Jing Hongchen beside him, a mischievous glint in his eyes, “Dean Jing, I think you should keep a close eye on this kid. His brain seems a little off.”

Laughing at the World: ? ? ?

His excitement froze instantly, and his mind was filled with questions that were almost overflowing.

How did we end up talking about brains? What does learning soul skills have to do with brains?
"Pfft~" Meng Hongchen couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She covered her mouth, her shoulders trembling slightly, and looked at her brother with a gloating expression.

That's right, my older brother really is just like what Brother Jin said, not very bright.

"I think so too." Jing Hongchen nodded solemnly, without the slightest smile on his face, and his soul power surged suddenly.

The overwhelming pressure belonging to a Super Douluo spread out, instantly enveloping Xiao Hongchen.

Xiao Hongchen reacted quickly; almost the instant the aura enveloped him, he dodged behind Jin Tianming, poked his head out, and called out pitifully, "Brother Jin! If you're not going to teach me, fine, but you don't have to target me like this!"

Jin Tianming shrugged indifferently, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes.

Xiao Hongchen's temperament needs to be properly disciplined, otherwise he'll cause trouble sooner or later.

Jing Hongchen rolled his eyes at his grandson hiding behind Jin Tianming, thinking to himself: This grandson is half-dead! If he didn't still have some cleverness left, he would have slapped him to wake him up and teach him a lesson.

Xiao Hongchen is a typical example of someone who has some brains, but not many.

He couldn't be bothered with his good-for-nothing grandson anymore, and his gaze returned to Jin Tianming. His tone became serious: "Tianming, the spatial element you just used, it wasn't that one of yours, was it?"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding members of the Sun and Moon team all perked up their ears, and even subconsciously softened their breathing.

They also looked at Jin Tianming with curiosity, wondering which one of them was.
"That's natural." Jin Tianming nodded frankly without hiding anything.

Since he dared to use his spatial powers in public, he had no intention of hiding them.

"I see." Jing Hongchen nodded knowingly, her anxiety easing slightly. "I've already written back to inform Elder Kong about this matter. You shouldn't have any objections, right?"

Upon hearing this, Jin Tianming couldn't help but laugh out loud, his tone somewhat teasing: "You've already written it out, and now you're asking for my opinion? Isn't it a bit late?"

He didn't really care whether Kong Deming knew or not. With that person's insight, even if Jing Hongchen didn't write a letter, he would find out sooner or later.

It was only a matter of time before I found out.

Jing Hongchen smiled and said nothing more.

Some things are better left unsaid.

……

As night deepened, the hustle and bustle of Star Luo City gradually faded. The first day of the Soul Master Competition had come to an end. Although the competition was fierce, it hadn't reached a fever pitch; it was more like an appetizer for each team.

Inside the White Tiger Duke's mansion, however, a gloomy and oppressive atmosphere prevailed, making it almost impossible to breathe.

As is customary, whenever the Star Luo Empire holds a Soul Master Competition, Duke Dai Hao of the White Tiger would rush back from the border battlefield and stay for a few days.

This time, however, after returning, he locked himself in his study all day, drinking heavily with a wine jar, ignoring all attempts to persuade him. Inside the Duke's mansion, Lady White Tiger knelt by the bed, her gaze fixed on the severed arm lying on the bed.

The owner of the severed arm was her eldest son, Dai Yueheng.

In that horrific attack, Dai Yueheng was the "luckiest" of the six—at least he still had an arm.

For a Soul Master with exceptional talent, losing an arm is almost equivalent to losing half a life.

"My Yaoheng..." Lady Baihu's cries were heart-wrenching, each word dripping with blood.

She had always believed that her two sons were the hope for the White Tiger clan to regain its glory.

But who could have imagined that this hope would become the beginning of despair?

The eldest son, Dai Yueheng, was about to graduate from Shrek Academy with a bright future ahead of him, but he ended up with a missing arm. The second son, Dai Huabin, was exceptionally talented, but very stubborn, and also... liked men.

This is absolutely horrible!
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

Dai Huabin led Tang San in quickly. The moment he entered, he saw his mother kneeling beside the bed, weeping bitterly. His expression changed drastically, and he rushed over, asking, "Mother! What's wrong?"

"Hua Bin..." Upon hearing the familiar voice, Madam Baihu choked back tears and looked up, managing a weak smile on her tear-streaked face.

But when her gaze passed over Dai Huabin and landed on Tang San behind him, her pupils suddenly contracted, and the color drained from her face instantly.

She seemed to have seen something incredibly terrifying; her lips trembled, and she couldn't utter a single word.

The next second, everything went black before her eyes, and her body went limp as she fell backward, completely losing consciousness.

So...it turns out what her husband said was true! Her second son really did get together with a man!
The White Tiger Duke's Mansion, what a misfortune for the family!
"Mother!!!" Dai Huabin was shocked and quickly reached out to support his mother's limp body.

Tang San, who was behind her, quickly stepped forward, placed his hand on Lady White Tiger's pulse, frowned slightly, and began to carefully examine her condition.

Meanwhile, in another upscale hotel in Xingluo City.

Jin Tianming's room was brightly lit.

The table was covered with various intricate parts and tools. He was holding a small carving knife, focusing intently on polishing the soul guide core in his hand, trying to further improve his own exclusive soul guide.

The faint clanging of metal echoed in the room, and a faint smell of engine oil filled the air.

Suddenly, Jin Tianming stopped moving.

He keenly sensed a familiar presence that silently enveloped the entire room.

He put down the carving knife and soul guide core, turned his chair, and looked out the window.

A tall, slender figure sat quietly on the windowsill, the moonlight shining on him and outlining his aloof and solitary features—it was an old man.

"Long time no see, senior." Jin Tianming's tone was calm, without the slightest surprise.

Long Xiaoyao nodded slowly, his face still expressionless.

His gaze fell on Jin Tianming, sharp as a hawk's, as if it could pierce through his heart: "That spatial element just now... if I'm not mistaken..."

“That’s exactly what you’re thinking, senior,” Jin Tianming readily admitted.

The moment the words left his mouth, an extremely terrifying pressure suddenly descended!

The pressure was like a mountain collapsing or a vast ocean overturning, carrying unparalleled majesty and killing intent, instantly enveloping the entire room.

The tables and chairs trembled slightly, the parts on the table clattered and rattled, and even the air seemed to be compressed and stagnant.

...(End of chapter)