Douluo Continent: From Internal Martial Arts to the Law of Heaven and Earth

Yu Tianheng's answer was so brief it was almost perfunctory; he didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Then why were you so cold just now? His father is Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

Yu Tianheng's lips curled into a faint sneer, and he said in a nonchalant tone, "A guy with mediocre talent isn't worth my time to give him a good look."

Tang Shan's expression grew increasingly strange: "Didn't you just tell me 'There are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters'? How long has it been, and your inspirational quotes have already expired?"

Yu Tianheng glanced at him sideways, his eyes serious: "Only after seeing real monsters did I realize that talent is a chasm. Many gaps cannot be easily bridged by hard work."

Tang Shan was puzzled: How come Yu Tianheng seems to have changed his personality after only one day?

Little did he know that ever since witnessing Tang Shan trigger a celestial phenomenon and achieve instant enlightenment, Yu Tianheng's beliefs had already crumbled and been rebuilt. Those motivational platitudes that encourage hard work were utterly useless in the face of absolute talent. Now, all he could think about was catching up with this "monster" in front of him, and he couldn't be bothered to waste any energy on unimportant people and things.

"Hey! You're way too arrogant!"

A delicate yet angry voice suddenly rang out. Before Tang Shan could react, a small hand with calloused skin shoved him aside. Given Tang Shan's stable stance, he could have remained completely still, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the person was heading towards Yu Tianheng. So he simply took a step back, deliberately moving two steps to the side to find a spot with an excellent view. He crossed his arms, adopting a "front row melon seeds ready" attitude to watch the show.

The girl who arrived was slender and graceful. Her yellow school uniform accentuated her slim waist and shapely figure. Her eyebrows were raised, her phoenix eyes were wide open, her nose was slightly wrinkled, and the stray hairs at her temples were sticking up slightly in anger. Her hands were clenched into fists, and her knuckles were white, making her look like a little leopard that had been provoked.

Tangshan watched with great interest; this melon came at just the right time, providing a welcome respite from the boredom of waiting for the practical lesson.

He couldn't help but think to himself: Is this girl Ning Guang's number one die-hard fan? Her protectiveness is even more powerful than the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's support soul skills. I just don't know if her strength can keep up with this temper.

"who are you?"

Yu Tianheng remained calm and composed, his gaze not lingering on the girl for even half a second, as if she were invisible.

Tang Shan, watching from the side, almost burst out laughing: "Goodness, this is quite a change. He was perfectly normal while we were eating, but now he's not even bothering to be polite anymore."

"I'm the leader of the Ningguang Society!" The girl's chest heaved slightly, her tone urgent and angry. "Senior Ningguang took the initiative to greet you, which is a huge favor to you, and you still gave him a sour look! This is an insult to Senior Ningguang! Either come with me now to apologize to Senior Ningguang, or in the practical class later, I'll show you what regret is!"

Two girls in the same yellow school uniform followed behind her, chiming in, "That's right! Sister Su Rui has the strength of a Soul Master, dealing with a newbie like you is a piece of cake!"

"Apologize right now, or you'll regret it!"

Yu Tianheng finally raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping over Su Rui and the other two. His tone remained calm, yet carried an undeniable arrogance: "Soul Master? Perfect. I hope your strength matches your confidence, and that you don't last more than three rounds against me."

After saying that, he didn't even bother to look at Su Rui again, as if he had just dismissed an insignificant little bug.

Holy crap! I give this a perfect score for showing off!

Tang Shan almost couldn't help but clap and cheer. He finally understood: Yu Tianheng was focusing all his energy on cultivation, too lazy to even argue with people, and directly using his strength to make threats. But then again, with Yu Tianheng's abilities, he really did have the right to be arrogant.

With the second ring of the millennium plus the secret method of dragon transformation, if this girl really fights him, the outcome is hard to say.

He quietly stepped back, afraid that he would get splashed if they started fighting later, but in his heart he was thinking: I wish I could see this duel in the practical class later. This show is much more interesting than a simple competition.

"Class is starting."

Before anyone knew it, Qin Ming had already arrived in the arena, his voice echoing across the empty space amplified by his soul power.

Despite their reluctance, the students quickly divided themselves into three groups according to their student levels.

Seeing that the line was complete, Qin Ming put his hands behind his back, no longer as gentle as he had been in class yesterday. His expression was serious and his voice was cold: "I know that many of you are unwilling to participate in the practical training course, and some have even tried to injure themselves or ask their elders to cancel the course."

A boy wearing the Tianwei school uniform, with a youthful expression, subconsciously lowered his head.

"But I'm telling you, none of this will help. A few days ago, your elders specifically visited three members of the Education Commission. After discussion, they unanimously decided that practical training courses will not only not be reduced or canceled, but will be further increased."

This news came as a bolt from the blue, causing the vast majority of Tianwei and Tianzhi level students to change their expressions, while only a few Tiandou level students wearing purple school uniforms remained calm.

It's not that they have a good mindset: those who can become Heaven Dou level students either have worked their way up by age, and although their cultivation talent is not outstanding, they naturally understand the intentions of their elders.

They are either geniuses who love cultivation and combat, and they don't care about the added practical training.

"Alright, without further ado, let's begin the practical training. The requirements for today are the same as before: each person must participate in at least five battles, with a maximum of two losses—if someone reaches three losses, I will personally spar with them. In addition, each person will participate in two 2-on-2 matches, with no requirement to win or lose."

Qin Ming took out a notebook, looked up and glanced at the boys in front of him, feeling a little regretful.

Unfortunately, they haven't undergone any real training, and the intensity of their battles was still too low. If given the chance, perhaps we could take a team to the Grand Arena for some practice.

Recalling his teaching experience at Shrek Academy, Qin Ming couldn't help but smile slightly—in his view, that was the best way to hone a Soul Master.

"You're from Tangshan, right? I'm Xie Fei, and I challenge you."

A somewhat rough voice sounded beside him. Tang Shan looked over with some curiosity and saw a bald, fat man in front of him, with a ball-shaped body, short limbs, and eyes that were narrowed into slits, revealing a hint of shrewdness.

"I'm new here and I don't know the rules of the practical training class. Could you explain them to me?"

Hearing Tang Shan's question, Xie Fei was even more delighted: Just as I expected, this Tang Shan must be Yu Tianheng's lackey; the two entered the school together. Daring to provoke Ning Guang, regardless of his strength, his background must be extraordinary; it's best not to provoke him. Even if this lackey is a genius, he's definitely no match for me, Xie Fei. Today I have to fight five matches, winning at least three; I must find an easy target.

Yu Tianheng: Tangshan is my lackey? Either I have a problem, or you have a problem.

With thoughts racing through his mind, Xie Fei put on a bright smile: "No problem, no problem! Actually, the rules are quite simple. Just like Teacher Qin Ming said, you can challenge anyone. You can challenge opponents of the same level or those of a higher level, but higher-level students cannot challenge lower-level students."

"Aren't you afraid of match-fixing?"

Tangshan was somewhat curious.

"Those who can enter the Heaven Dou Royal Academy are all extraordinary disciples. If you throw a match, you will not only lose face for yourself, but also for the forces behind you. The academy teachers may not go too far because of their status, but their elders will not hold back."

At this point, Xie Fei's face twitched involuntarily, clearly indicating that he had a wealth of experience in this area.

"Besides, the teachers who teach practical classes are very discerning. They can tell at a glance whether you've given it your all or not. If a teacher sets their sights on you and gives you a 'sparring session,' you'll be in for a rough time."

"I see. Alright, I accept your challenge."

After understanding the specific procedures of the practical training session, Tang Shan readily accepted the challenge from the fat man in front of him. He didn't care why the other party had taken the initiative to challenge him; the only outcome of facing him was defeat. To be honest, he was quite curious about the strength of those Heavenly Battle-level students, and perhaps he could try it out later.

The two walked up to Qin Ming. Qin Ming's gaze lingered on Tang Shan for a moment before turning to Xie Fei: "Tang Shan, Xie Fei, right? Wait a moment. The first five groups are almost finished. Counting your group, we'll have five groups in total. Go to the waiting area to rest."

"Okay, teacher."

Xie Fei readily agreed, and seeing that Qin Ming had already made a note in his notebook, he felt that his first victory was just around the corner.

Tang Shan nodded, and then walked towards the waiting area under Xie Fei's guidance.

After Qin Ming finished recording, he couldn't help but look up at Xie Fei again and gently shook his head.

He knew this chubby kid; he was good at exploiting loopholes. A series of maneuvers—calculating match times, self-inflicted injury before the match, playing the victim at home, picking on the weak…

The crooked methods that most students at the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy use to avoid practical training are things this little fat guy has already mastered.

Today he wanted to bully the new recruits again and get a victory as soon as possible, but he probably didn't expect that he had kicked a hornet's nest.

To be honest, even disregarding the difference in spirit rings, his chances of winning against Yu Tianheng were higher than against Tang Shan, after all, his spirit was...

The playground of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy has five large stone arenas, each with a diameter of thirty meters.

Although the space is very cramped for high-level Soul Masters, it is more than enough for students who are at most Soul Venerables.

Because there are five arenas, five battles can take place simultaneously at any given time.

There was an elderly man next to the venue, whom all the students called Old Han.

His martial soul is the Golden Rope, making him a control-type battle soul saint, specifically responsible for maintaining the safety of practical combat classes.

Whenever a student is defeated in a fierce battle, he will instantly throw out a long golden rope and pull the student to his side.

In contrast, instructors in practical training courses only need to focus on the performance of the participants and whether they are giving it their all.

Soon, it was the turn of the two from Tangshan to take the stage.

P.S.: Oh my god, I just found out today that the author's commentary can't exceed 500 words. No wonder it was published yesterday; it exceeded the word limit.

Chapter 142 Xie Fei's Martial Soul, Yu Tianheng, an Easy Persimmon?

"Go all out, don't hold back."

Seeing that all ten students were in place, Qin Ming gave a reminder, and then focused most of his attention on the battle between Tang Shan and Xie Fei. He was somewhat expectant: "Your main body martial soul, two thousand-year soul rings, let me see just how strong you are."

After stepping onto the stage, Xie Fei touched his head sheepishly.

"Now that I'm on the field, I have nothing to hide. Since you're a new student, you probably don't have much practical experience. I'm mainly here to pick on the weak."

The fat man was quite frank. Tang Shan wasn't offended by the other man's little schemes; it was just a competition after all. He was even a little curious: "How do you know I lack practical experience?"

"Hehe, is that even a question? With your delicate skin, you must come from some noble family. I am a nobleman's son, don't you know? How could I have any combat experience before coming to the academy?"

Tang Shan looked at his body speechlessly. To be honest, his explosive muscles were not visible under the school uniform. In addition, his martial soul improved his body, so from the outside, he did look like he had delicate skin and tender flesh.

"Alright, that's enough. I'm determined to take this easy target."

Xie Fei smiled brightly as his martial soul instantly possessed him: his nose bridge suddenly lengthened, the tip of his nose became round like rubber, and his originally short limbs stretched as if inflated by airflow, with a rubbery luster showing between his muscles. It was none other than the martial soul, Pipi Elephant!

Two yellow spirit rings stacked beneath his feet, and the first spirit ring suddenly lit up as the spirit skill "Rubber Body" was activated!

With the enhancement of the soul skill, the already flexible body's skin elasticity increased dramatically, and the fat was no longer loose, but instead became a taut "rubber layer".

He pushed off the ground with both feet, his bulky body suddenly bouncing up like a ball, his left arm stretching three zhang (approximately 10 meters) like a rubber band, his fingertips whistling through the air as he thrust straight at Tang Shan's face.

Rubber Man?

Seeing this visually striking change in his martial soul, Tang Shan became interested. Xie Fei's pupils constricted, his gaze fixed on Tang Shan's feet.

Two deep purple spirit rings slowly rose, and the pressure of the thousand-year spirit rings made his rubber body subconsciously tense up a bit.

"What the hell!"

Xie Fei, who was falling rapidly, was stunned. His left wrist, which had just been stretched to its limit, was firmly gripped by Tang Shan. A tremendous force suddenly came, and like a rubber band being pulled, his vertically falling body was forcibly pulled diagonally and flew towards Tang Shan.

Xie Fei wished he could admit defeat on the spot, but there was no rule for admitting defeat in the practical training class; only Han Lao's judgment could end the session.

What the hell is my luck? I tried to pick on the weak, but I ran into a hedgehog!

In his grief and anger, Xie Fei unleashed the full power of his martial spirit: his right arm stretched out like his left arm in an instant, and his rubber-textured fist smashed into Tang Shan's temple with a crackling sound; at the same time, his left foot pushed off the ground, and his ankle stretched into a flexible rubber rope, sweeping towards Tang Shan's chest with a strong wind. The angles of the stretching of his limbs were extremely tricky.

Bang! Tang Shan raised his hand to block, but the rubber fist struck his palm, and the elasticity of the rubber fist absorbed most of the force. He then raised his left leg and twisted his body into an incredible arc, his knee precisely hitting the center of the stretched rubber foot.

His attack missed, and Xie Fei snorted coldly, "Watch my next move!"

The left arm gripped by Tang Shan suddenly writhed violently, the muscles beneath the rubbery texture contracting and bursting forth, instantly doubling the traction force. Like a spring stretched to its limit suddenly rebounding, it pulled his body down at an even faster speed. His obese body curled into a round rubber ball, the air around him churning and hissing as he crashed into Tang Shan with the force of smashing through stone slabs.

The moment Xie Fei's muscles contracted, Tang Shan had already sensed the change in the elasticity of his rubber body. Faced with this powerful "rubber ball impact," he smiled slightly: Since it was I who held your arm in place, giving you the force to bounce back, then I'll let go.

His hand suddenly released its grip, and he turned to the side to avoid it. The "rubber ball" grazed his clothes and slammed heavily onto the stone slab of the arena.

boom!

There was no dull thud of flesh colliding, only the crisp echo of rubber striking stone. Xie Fei's body bounced three feet high off the ground like an extremely elastic ball, then, with even greater force, slammed into Tang Shan again.

"Hehe, Tangshan, you didn't expect that, did you! My rubber body can not only stretch, but also perfectly rebound impact force!"

The sound came out muffledly from the "rubber ball". This time the impact angle was tricky, blocking all of Tangshan's evasive routes.

interesting.

A golden light flashed in Tang Shan's eyes, his first spirit ring lit up, and his arms instantly swelled into iron pillars as he unleashed the "Pushing Waves" technique from the Wuji Fist.