Douluo Continent III Haotian Wulin

The sarcastic-sounding boy laughed, his eyes full of contempt.

"Alright! I'd like to see what you're capable of, turning us into Class Two."

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his entire demeanor changed. In the next instant, his body noticeably grew taller, his shoulders and back straightened, and his waist seemed to become supple. Fine blue scales quietly appeared on his neck, and his normally normal pupils narrowed into long, narrow vertical pupils.

Immediately afterwards, two yellow spirit rings rose up from beneath his feet.

Two rings!

Great Soul Master!

Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, and Gu Yue's expressions changed almost simultaneously.

If the person in front of you is indeed a student in Class 1 of the first year, then it means that he, like them, is only about nine years old.

A nine-year-old Great Soul Master.

This is not just excellent, it's appalling.

Tang Wulin almost instinctively took a step forward, blocking Xie Xie and Gu Yue. Faced with the sudden increase in the oppressive aura emanating from the young man, although his eyes showed shock, he showed no intention of backing down.

The white spirit ring then lit up.

A wisp of dark golden light swirled slightly in his palm, and the aura of the Sinking Star Hammer had already condensed, but it had not yet been truly unleashed.

Upon seeing this, the boy laughed even harder.

"A ten-year spirit ring, and you dare to stand in front?"

He looked at Tang Wulin, a slight smirk playing on his lips, his sarcasm undisguised.

"Don't worry, I won't deal with you now. Once you're on the competition stage, I'll show you just how big the difference is between a genius and a piece of trash."

As he said this, he pointed to himself.

"Remember my name."

"Wei Xiaofeng, Class 1, Grade 1."

After saying this, he actually withdrew his soul power, the scales on his neck and the vertical pupils in his eyes quickly disappeared, and he returned to his previous appearance before turning around and leaving.

"asshole!"

A cold glint flashed in Xie Xie's eyes, and he was about to rush forward, but Tang Wulin grabbed him.

"Don't fall for it," Tang Wulin said in a deep voice. "He's just trying to provoke us into making the first move. If we can't hold back, the academy will punish us first. Let's wait until we're on the competition stage."

Xie Xie's chest heaved a few times, his face turning extremely pale.

"Are the two ring roads so impressive?"

He stared intently at Wei Xiaofeng's retreating figure and said coldly, "We'll see."

Tang Wulin glanced at him and said, "I'm going to the studio first. Teacher Wu never helps us analyze our opponents; we always have to adapt on our own. You and Gu Yue try to find out about Class One's situation, and we'll discuss it together when I get back tonight."

Wei Xiaofeng's appearance before leaving put considerable pressure on the three of them.

Nine years old, two rings.

This is no longer just being excellent in the ordinary sense; it's being a true genius.

Even Xie Xie was only very close to level 20; he was still just one step away from truly taking that step.

"Alright." Xie Xie nodded grimly. "Give them a good beating tomorrow."

Gu Yue simply walked to Tang Wulin's side and smiled gently.

"Don't overthink it. We'll win."

Tang Wulin turned to look at her.

There was no boasting or bravado in Gu Yue's eyes, only a quiet certainty. In the previous promotion matches, they hadn't really played all their cards yet. Especially Gu Yue; to outsiders, Xie Xie was the sharpest of the three, but Tang Wulin knew very well that Gu Yue was the most unpredictable of the three.

Even Wu Changkong truly praised her talent.

Gu Yue patted his shoulder, said nothing more, and turned to leave. Her slender figure quickly disappeared into the crowd of students.

Tang Wulin stood still, slowly clenching his fist.

Xie Xie is so strong, Gu Yue is so strong.

But as the team leader, he was actually the weakest of the three.

Whether it's to win tomorrow's match or simply to survive, he must become stronger faster.

Get the Ice Crystal Fruit and Crimson Flame Fruit faster.

……

When Tang Wulin arrived at the studio, Mang Tian had not yet arrived.

As usual, he first went to complete the forging task he had taken on the previous week.

With continuous forging and refinement using his martial spirit over the past few days, the Sinking Star Hammer has become increasingly easy for him to handle. Now, undertaking level two blacksmith tasks is quite effortless. The hundred-fold refining process is no longer difficult for him, and he rarely makes any mistakes anymore.

That's why he often takes on two missions at a time now, trying to earn as many Federal Credits as possible.

After the metal purification was completed, Tang Wulin counted all the money he had saved up over the past few days.

In total, 320,000 Federal Dollars.

In the past, this amount would have been enough to make him happy for a long time. But when he thought about how the price of a hundred-year-old Ice Crystal Fruit and a hundred-year-old Crimson Flame Fruit was close to a million, his joy was quickly suppressed.

It's still far from perfect.

The studio was very quiet.

On the table were pieces of rare metals that he had refined, which gleamed with a calm and pure light under the lamp.

Tang Wulin sat there, lost in thought for a moment.

After arriving in Donghai City, his life was completely different from before.

In Aolai City, the world he saw was small, and he could grasp very little. But after arriving here, he began to see higher-level Soul Masters, more valuable spiritual items, and a much larger auction house. He also began to gradually step onto the competition stage to fight against true geniuses.

The initial sense of unfamiliarity and bewilderment has gradually faded with time.

Instead, there is a clearer feeling.

The world is big.

And he is walking in little by little.

As his strength increased, as the Blacksmith Association paid more attention to him, and as Wu Changkong and Mang Tian made demands of him, his confidence was gradually being rebuilt.

He suddenly remembered what his father had said to him before he left home.

Keep your eyes looking forward.

Yes.

Only by looking forward can we see a bigger world.

Just then, the sound of a door opening came from outside.

Tang Wulin immediately snapped out of his daze and hurriedly went out to greet them.

Mang Tian was dressed in very ordinary gray clothes, looking slightly travel-worn, as if he had just rushed back from outside.

"Teacher," Tang Wulin immediately greeted him respectfully.

"Hmm." Mang Tian responded, casually handing him his coat before walking inside on his own.

Tang Wulin was already used to his teacher's habits. He helped him hang up his coat and then followed him into the studio.

Mang Tian came to the workbench, reached out and picked up a piece of rare metal that Tang Wulin had just finished, and examined it carefully in his palm.

As Tang Wulin became more familiar with the association's missions, the difficulty of the level-two missions he accepted continued to increase. Missions like this, which involved refining rare metals through a hundred forgings, were already close to the limit for level-two blacksmiths, and each completion yielded a reward of over 30,000 Federal Credits.

Mang Tian tapped the metal lightly with his finger and nodded.

"Excellent. The purification process is very thorough."

Given his strictness, for him to say something like that is already a very high compliment.

Tang Wulin quickly replied, "It's all thanks to the teacher's excellent teaching."

Mang Tian glanced at him.

"You've learned to be glib too?"

Tang Wulin stuck out his tongue.

"No, I'm telling the truth."

Mang Tian put the metal back on the table and turned to look at him.

"Didn't you say you had something to tell me? Now say it."

Upon hearing this, Tang Wulin, who had already prepared himself, couldn't help but pause for a moment.

But that slight hesitation was quickly suppressed by the shadow of death that seemed to hang almost overhead within him.

"Teacher," he took a deep breath and finally raised his head, "I would like to apply for the Level 3 Blacksmith exam."

Mang Tian was slightly taken aback.

Then, my gaze fell on his face.

"reason."

Tang Wulin did not evade the question and said directly:

"I need more money to improve myself."

Mang Tian fell silent.

The studio fell silent, so quiet that only the sound of their breathing could be heard.

Tang Wulin felt a little uneasy.

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head, waiting for the teacher's reaction. He knew very well that Mang Tian had his reasons for not letting him participate in the Level 3 assessment too early. And that was why he had never done this without the teacher's permission in recent days.

But right now, he's really short of money.

It wasn't that he wanted to buy more meals or save more money; it was that he had no other choice.

After a long while, Mang Cai finally spoke again.

"How to improve?"