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

The more you lack something, the more you care about it.

Tang Shan's words struck Gu Yue's mind like a thunderbolt, making her head buzz. "Why am I so concerned about my prestige among the beasts? Do I mean that I feel I have no prestige whatsoever among them?"

Tang Shan had no idea that his words had dealt a tremendous blow to the Silver Dragon King.

After leaving the Great Soul Arena, the group split into two. Ning Fengzhi greeted everyone and was then taken away by Gu Rong through a spatial passage. Xue Qinghe walked side by side with Tang Shan towards the Crown Prince's residence.

Gu Yue was still in a state of malfunction, but instinctively followed behind Tang Shan, and Bi Ji naturally followed her closely as well.

Reflecting on the day's experiences, Tang Shan felt a sense of fulfillment, but when he thought of Zhao Wuji, an uncontrollable thought arose in his heart.

"Tangshan, do you want to go to the opening ceremony of the competition?"

Xue Qinghe's voice startled Tang Shan from his reverie. After a moment's thought, he shook his head: "Your Highness, let's forget it. I'm really not used to standing on the podium and being the center of attention."

Xue Qinghe nodded gently, a hint of tenderness in her eyes: "Alright, then you can go watch the stands. I'll arrange the seat closest to the competition stage for you."

"it is good."

Tang Shan did not refuse; given his current relationship with Xue Qinghe, this little matter was not worth mentioning.

"I want one too."

Gu Yue finally snapped out of her daze and, in a very familiar manner, made a request to Xue Qinghe. Xue Qinghe's lips twitched almost imperceptibly, but she eventually nodded.

"Your Highness, what are your thoughts on this Soul Saint Battle?"

Tangshan took the initiative to change the subject.

A hint of doubt flashed in Xue Qinghe's eyes. They were just talking about the opening ceremony, and now the conversation had veered to the Soul Saint Battle. However, after thinking it over carefully, she replied, "It should be very lively. After all, the tournament is just a competition between beginner and intermediate Soul Masters, while the Soul Saint Battle is a duel between advanced Soul Masters. I estimate there will be quite a few people coming to watch."

Will there be a lot of people?

Tangshan muttered something and fell silent.

Gu Yue keenly sensed that Tang Shan was somewhat uneasy, so she reached out and gently tugged at his sleeve, reminding him, "Weren't you just wondering what Flander was muttering to himself?"

Tang Shan snapped out of his thoughts, looked at Gu Yue, and asked with a smile, "So what exactly did he say?"

Xue Qinghe also became interested. She was curious about what the powerful Soul Master who was encountered in Tangshan was muttering in the end.

Following behind the three, Brigitte smiled gently, clearly having already heard Flander's last words.

He said, "I never thought there would be anyone in this world as cunning as me."

Tangshan was speechless for a moment.

He really didn't expect that Flander would say such outrageous things in the end, but then he thought about his character in the original work - he was not ashamed of being a swindler, but rather proud of it. He could call someone like Xie Tu "brother" after just a few words and even dared to openly use the onlookers as a propaganda channel. It was not surprising that he would have such thoughts.

"Your Highness, this Xie Tu is truly a talent; we mustn't miss out on him!"

Tangshan couldn't help but sigh.

Xue Qinghe was also shocked by Flander's words. She really couldn't understand how a person could so confidently say that he was "cunning".

Hearing Tang Shan's reminder, she couldn't help but shake her head: "It's no use. He's Prince Xue Xing's man. It won't be that easy to recruit him."

Not necessarily.

Tang Shan recalled what Dugu Yan had told him about Prince Xuexing's mysterious act of taking poison voluntarily, and also thought of his fairly good relationship with Xie Fei at school. His eyes narrowed slightly.

However, since it was still unknown when Prince Xuexing would fall from power, he did not directly explain the details to Xue Qinghe.

The three fell silent again, walking slowly side by side along the wide streets of Tiandou City. The crowds and bustling city life along the way gradually calmed their minds.

"Your Highness."

Tangshan suddenly called out softly.

"Ok?"

Xue Qinghe turned around in response.

"I want to participate in this Soul Saint Battle."

"Huh? Ah?!"

Xue Qinghe subconsciously responded, but then suddenly realized what he had said, turned around abruptly, and looked at Tang Shan with disbelief in his eyes, "What did you just say?"

"I want to sign up for the Soul Saint Battle and fight that Golden Bear Soul Saint."

Tangshan's words were forceful and resolute, conveying an unquestionable determination.

why?

Xue Qinghe didn't speak, but her worried eyes revealed her doubts and unease.

Tangshan and she had a long-standing tacit understanding, and Tangshan immediately understood her thoughts: "I want to find a real opponent, an opponent who can go head-to-head with me."

Before Xue Qinghe could dissuade him, he continued, "Besides, I also want to use this head-on battle to accelerate the development of my body's potential."

"I can help you find opponents, top-notch sparring partners."

Xue Qinghe's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible panic and hesitation. She spoke almost instinctively, wanting only to stop Tang Shan's decision.

"Your Highness, a sparring partner is just a sparring partner; they can't unleash my true potential."

Tang Shan shook his head slightly. "Only a real opponent, a real head-on clash, can bring out the full potential of the body. I have a feeling that this Golden Bear Soul Saint is the most suitable opponent."

Xue Qinghe fell silent for a long while before looking up at Tang Shan, his eyes filled with worry and a hint of barely perceptible guilt: "Have you thought about how much trouble it would cause if you really challenged a Soul Saint and won?"

After saying that, she didn't dare to look Tang Shan in the eye, and turned her face slightly to the side.

Gu Yue blinked. She had gotten along well with Tang Shan recently, and she would definitely be unhappy if he encountered danger. Should she call another ferocious beast to guard him?

Tang Shan didn't notice Xue Qinghe's subtle movements, nor did he know Gu Yue's ulterior motives. He was prepared for Xue Qinghe's concerns: "What is there to fear? With my current strength, I may not be able to defeat a Soul Douluo, but escaping from them is still a piece of cake."

As for Soul Saints, I'll just take them down one by one.

However, if we were to encounter a Title Douluo, we might have to trouble His Highness the Crown Prince.

"Well, that's fine."

Xue Qinghe responded softly, quickly taking a few steps forward, deliberately avoiding Tang Shan's gaze. The turmoil she spoke of had never truly existed—she was the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, her grandfather was the Grand Elder of the Hall of Worship, her official teacher was Ning Fengzhi, and the most elite group on the entire Douluo Continent were on her side; no one would dare to touch Tang Shan.

The reason she insisted on stopping it was simply because of the overwhelming sense of unease in her heart. It was her own treasure, and she was terrified that it was about to be made public, fearing that she would lose it if she made a single mistake.

Ning Fengzhi may know that Tang Shan is incredibly talented and that he can fight against five-ring opponents when he is only at the second ring level, but that is not Tang Shan's true strength.

The idea of ​​a three-ringed weapon fighting a seven-ringed weapon is even more outrageous. It's a completely different matter that a small number of people know about it compared to the whole continent.

Tangshan's brilliance could not be hidden from the start. When it steps onto the mainland stage, it will only become more dazzling. But this brilliance will inevitably attract the covetousness and desire of countless people.

She could shield him from the open blades and swords, but she couldn't shield him from the hidden allure of her beauty. She dared not imagine what she would become if Tang Shan were truly poached by another power.

Throughout the journey, Xue Qinghe was in a daze, unaware of when she had entered the Crown Prince's residence, when Gu Yue and Bi Ji had left, or when Tang Shan had returned to his courtyard. She returned to her room in a daze, sitting there blankly, her mind replaying Tang Shan's image.

"Little Snow."

A hoarse and aged voice rang in his ears. Xue Qinghe stared blankly for a long time before slowly coming back to his senses and softly calling out, "Grandpa Golden Crocodile."

"Come here."

The voice of Golden Crocodile Douluo came again. Xue Qinghe did not hesitate and got up to walk to the big banyan tree in the courtyard. Golden Crocodile Douluo was lying on a recliner under the tree.

"What's wrong with you today? You seem absent-minded and distracted."

Golden Crocodile Douluo glanced in the direction of Tangshan's courtyard and already had a guess in his mind. This matter was most likely related to the other party.

Xue Qinghe sat down on the grass, his legs naturally drawn up, his arms wrapped around his knees, and his face gently pressed against his knees. After a long silence, he spoke in a low voice: "Grandpa Jin'e, a Soul Saint came to the Great Soul Arena to sign up for the Soul Battle today. Tang Shan said that he wants to participate and wants to fight that Soul Saint."

A hint of surprise flashed in Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes: "He's a three-ring Soul Master, going to fight a seven-ring Soul Saint?"

Xue Qinghe gave a soft "hmm," his voice muffled.

"Are you worried that he might not be able to win and something unexpected might happen?"

"Golden Crocodile Douluo asked in a deep voice."

Xue Qinghe subconsciously wanted to nod, but the confusion and helplessness in her heart made her shake her head. In the end, she still told the truth: "No, I'm not afraid of his failure. I'm afraid... afraid that he will be too dazzling and attract the attention of the whole continent. In the end, he will leave me."

Her voice was soft, carrying a hint of grievance and helplessness, and hiding a heart full of fear.

Why are you worried about him leaving?

Looking at Xue Qinghe's appearance, Golden Crocodile Douluo recalled their conversation when Tang Shan returned from hunting spirit rings, and sighed silently. After all, that was a matter for Tang Shan's Spirit Master; let's put it aside for now. Right now, calming Xue Qinghe down is the most important thing.

Chapter 218 The competition begins, Salas mocks Xue Qinghe

"But he was destined to shine, and he was destined to step onto the stage of the mainland. Xiaoxue, you can't stop him."

Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at Xue Qinghe, his tone full of helplessness.

Xue Qinghe sat there with his knees drawn up to his chest, his fingertips lightly touching his knees, and remained silent for a long time.

"Xiaoxue, think about it from a different perspective. After all these years together, don't you trust his character and integrity? Is he really so easily tempted and bought off by other forces?" Golden Crocodile Douluo advised gently.

Xue Qinghe raised her eyes, her tone without the slightest hesitation: "Of course I believe you."

Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded: "Since you trust him, you might as well let him go and let him shine."

The dazed look in Xue Qinghe's eyes gradually faded, replaced by an increasingly determined light. She looked at Golden Crocodile Douluo, her voice no longer filled with hesitation: "Thank you, Grandpa Golden Crocodile, I've figured it out. Yes, I can't ultimately overshadow his brilliance. Rather than being so hesitant and restrained, I should do my best to help him within my capabilities. Tomorrow I will send someone to register Tangshan."

After saying that, Xue Qinghe took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling slightly, as if he were exhaling all the pent-up emotions in his heart. Then he got up and walked towards his room.

Watching her figure disappear under the corridor, Golden Crocodile Douluo shook his head helplessly: Why can't this child figure things out? Xiaoxue, what you're afraid of isn't the trouble caused by Tang Shan Youxiu, but rather that such a dazzling person will attract even more beauties.

……

In the courtyard, Tang Shan leaned against a pillar, contemplating his future battle with Zhao Wuji, his heart surging with barely suppressed excitement. A Soul Saint with the Martial Soul Mighty Vajra Bear—this opponent was the perfect fit for him.

As fellow strength-type Soul Masters who also engage in close combat, they should take a good look at each other to see how much of their full strength they possess and where their limits lie.

After letting his thoughts wander freely for a moment, and once his heart had calmed down, Tang Shan turned around and went back to his room. He sat cross-legged on the bed and quickly entered a meditative state.

Soul power slowly circulates from the dantian, following the flow sequence of the twelve meridians, drawing in the primordial energy of heaven and earth into the body. The primordial energy entering the meridians is layered and enveloped by the soul power, slowly being refined into one's own soul power, becoming part of one's cultivation, and finally settling entirely in the dantian.

Level 35 is not far off.

……

Today, Tiandou City is filled with jubilation. Pedestrians on the street are talking about the opening of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament, and they chat with each other about their favorite participating teams.

Heaven Dou City, Heaven Dou Grand Arena, Main Battle Zone

The largest Soul Fighting Arena here has long been demolished and expanded in conjunction with several nearby Soul Fighting Zones, transforming into a massive competition arena surrounded by layers upon layers of audience seats that stretch as far as the eye can see.

At this moment, the stands were already packed, a dense crowd of people filling the air with a deafening din.