Douluo Continent: This Tang San is different

Chapter 212 The First Battle Royale Match in Douluo Continent

"Yes, there are some things we really need to discuss with you properly later." Lan Yinzi nodded, as if she knew what Tang San would ask later.

The two were speaking in cryptic terms, and among the crowd, apart from Xiao Wu who felt she might know something, everyone else was completely clueless.

Finally, Tang San looked at Zhu Zhuqing: "And you, Zhuqing, what do you want to do in the future?"

"Let's cultivate." Zhu Zhuqing pondered for a moment, her eyes resolute as she stared intently at Tang San. "After all, in this world, only by constantly becoming stronger can one have a voice. I never want to endure the feeling of having my fate controlled by others again. As for dreams, doesn't pursuing that power that I truly desire count?"

"Your words are... a bit too poetic." Tang San understood something from Zhu Zhuqing's burning gaze, so he decided to offer a suggestion, "You could practice music in the future."

"You want me to become a musical instrument master in my spare time?" Zhu Zhuqing was surprised, but she had already made up her mind: if this was what Tang San wanted, then she would do it.

"No, that's not it. Didn't I guide you towards finding the 'Refining Path' and 'Maintaining Path' fulcrum for your self-created Soul Skill?" Tang San shook his head. "Using your own strength to leverage the energy of the entire Douluo Continent is no small task. Sound can travel through the air, and music is a series of rhythmic sounds. If you can understand how each different sound can combine to form a beautiful melody, it might inspire your path of self-creation."

"So that's how it is." Zhu Zhuqing was a little disappointed. She thought Tang San wanted her to become a musical instrument master, but she didn't expect it to still be related to cultivation.

That makes sense. The other party is a master of martial spirit theory, but he's probably only interested in things like cultivation.

"Don't be so disappointed. Living for yourself and playing your own unique melody is the meaning of life." Tang San saw the trace of confusion about life in Zhu Zhuqing's heart. "Think about your past. In the future, in your family, there might be two sisters who will experience what happened between you and your sister. Do you want to change that?"

Zhu Zhuqing was taken aback, and murmured, "How can I change this?"

Tang San looked at the Pope of the Spirit Hall.

At that moment, Zhu Zhuqing understood: Power!

In the past, she pursued power so that her destiny would no longer be controlled by others.

Now, under Tang San's influence, his thoughts and personality have changed somewhat. Now, with Tang San's guidance, he has suddenly developed a greater sense of responsibility.

"Everyone needs to find something to do, a goal, and after achieving it, set a higher goal, progressing step by step. If you only cultivate to become stronger, then you are just a puppet of power." Tang San's motivational speech wasn't just for Zhu Zhuqing, but for everyone present. "Looking at the history of Douluo Continent, those Soul Masters who only pursued power basically didn't have a good ending. After all, they could do all sorts of absurd things for power... I think that's where the first fallen ones came from."

Everyone nodded heavily, realizing that they really needed to find a side job in addition to their cultivation. After all, they only had so much time to cultivate each day, and spending too much time cultivating their soul power would cause their whole body to ache.

Therefore, in your spare time from cultivating soul power and honing skills, finding something you're interested in and immersing yourself in it is not necessarily a bad thing.

Moreover, according to Tang San, immersing oneself in what one enjoys and continuously improving it can also greatly benefit one's spiritual power.

The group left the Heaven Dou Arena, chatting and laughing.

Qin Ming walked over with the information about the final competition and said, "The final competition will start in seven days. The Star Luo Royal Team, the Spirit Hall Team, and our team will not need to participate in the competition of the ten teams because of the guaranteed admission. We can just wait and see."

"However, the current Pope and the emperors of the two great empires seem to have a new discussion about the final competition format for the four teams, and the rules are going to be changed. We'll only know for sure when the time comes..."

"That's pretty good, we can watch the show now." Yu Feng stretched, not surprised at all, and besides, he definitely wouldn't need to participate in the final battle.

"That's definitely a good thing," Qin Ming agreed with Yu Feng's idea. "Moreover, we can take this opportunity to see if there are any other hidden trump cards in those academies."

"By the way, Tang San, who are you planning to choose from the seven finalists?"

Without hesitation, Tang San replied: "Xiao Wu, Ye Lingling, Huo Wu, Yu Tianheng, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and me."

The others didn't have any objections.

After all, they knew before the game started that some of them would definitely stay on the sidelines as cheerleaders.

Moreover, those who were unable to play had performed well in the previous preliminaries and qualifying rounds, and upon returning, they were worthy of being granted titles by the Heavenly Emperor.

Although they were a little disappointed that they couldn't participate in the finals, they also knew that if they went on the field against the Spirit Hall team's three Soul Emperors and four Soul Masters above level 45, they would likely lose the match.

"Is there any special reason behind this lineup?" Although with Tang San around, defeating the three Soul Emperors from the Spirit Hall shouldn't be a big problem, Qin Ming still wanted to understand the secrets behind this lineup.

"Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing are assassination-type agility attackers. With their respective physical talents and martial soul talents, they can also serve as close-combat control-type strong attackers; Yu Tianheng is a close-combat control-type strong attacker; Huo Wu is a ranged output-type strong attacker; Ning Rongrong is an all-around amplification-type support; Ye Lingling is a healing-type support; and I am an all-around support."

Tang San explained the main roles of the seven people, including himself: "In terms of team composition, this lineup is actually not very good. There are two agility attackers, two strong attackers, and three supports."

"However, besides me, Xiao Wu, Huo Wu, and Yu Tianheng, who are the four Soul Kings who must participate, Ye Lingling, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing have had fewer appearances in previous competitions, so this is to give them a chance to shine."

These words also conveyed Tang San's confidence:

I am invincible!

Do as you please!

Qin Ming smiled and said, "What a gentle captain you are. However, I guess you are the only one in the history of the Heavenly Dou Royal Team who would dare to do this. Those who come after you will probably only consider maximizing the interests of the team."

"Haha, now that our captain is invincible, he naturally has to consider the feelings of us team members." Yu Feng stepped forward, put his arm around Tang San's shoulder, and laughed heartily.

"Saying they're invincible is a bit of an exaggeration," Tang San chuckled, then continued, "My arrangement is to unite the three forces on the continent. Yu Tianheng and Ning Rongrong were born into the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School respectively, supporting the Heaven Dou faction, and can be considered representatives of the Heaven Dou side; Zhu Zhuqing comes from the Star Luo Empire, and can be considered a representative of Star Luo; Ye Lingling and Huo Wu come from prominent families, and although their ancestral lands are located in the Heaven Dou, they are naturally close to the Heaven Dou, but they mainly represent their family identity; Xiao Wu and I are commoners."

"Although it's a bit of a stretch, from the perspective of outside Soul Masters, the seven of us would indeed be labeled in a similar way."

"In a sense, this can also be considered a great unity among the various Soul Master levels in Douluo Continent."

Qin Ming was surprised, then thought about it carefully and said happily, "That's right, this is something we can promote."

Over the next seven days, everyone rested and adjusted their condition, striving to recover to their best. Tang San, however, went to Guang Ling's room, knocked on the door, and went in: "Are you a little unhappy that I didn't let you play?"

"No." Guangling shook her head and instead asked about something else. "Third Brother, you must have other plans, right? Before the Continental Elite Tournament started, you said that you needed to make your own arrangements for those three ten-thousand-year soul bones and compensate the others. As for the team arrangement of these seven people, besides the reasons you mentioned before, I also see that it can greatly preserve your own strength."

"Why preserve our strength at this grand event showcased to the entire continent?"

"All I can think of is that you might be fighting some extremely powerful person later on, and those three soul bones will definitely be used in this battle."

Tang San smiled, patted Guang Ling's head with great satisfaction, and said, "Very smart. You have learned my way of thinking and are ready to graduate."

Guangling stared blankly at Tang San's smile, as if sensing a resolute determination, and couldn't help but ask, "So, Third Brother, are you really going to fight someone?"

"The title of Martial Soul Theory Master is prestigious, but some people are wary of my talent and don't want me to grow stronger. To be on the safe side, I still need to show my strength to the whole continent!" Tang San looked out the window at the Papal Palace standing halfway up the mountain. "The best challenger is the current Pope of the Martial Soul Hall."

Guangling was stunned and stood there dumbfounded.

Having grown up to this point, Guangling is no longer a clueless newbie.

The Pope of the Spirit Hall is the most esteemed person in the world! Even the emperors of the two great empires pale in comparison when facing her!

This is not only the aura of nobility, but more importantly, her formidable strength of level ninety-eight!

She has reached a level close to the peak in the path of Soul Master!

"Are you sure you won't get beaten to death?" Even though she had always trusted Tang San, doubts began to creep in. Then, as if remembering something, she asked, "Could it be that you're relying on that demigod's divine sense?"

"A challenge must be fair, of course. I won't rely on Brother Eli." Tang San shook his head and continued, "However, Brother Eli will also take action and take two things from Bibi Dong."

Tang San once promised Xiao Wu that he would revive her mother.

Xiao Wu's mother's soul ring and soul bone were absorbed by Bibi Dong. The soul ring even exists on the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor, her second martial soul. To complete the resurrection, the soul must be retrieved.

As for the soul bone...

According to Electrox's speculation, that was not the key to resurrection; the fundamental element was the vital energy contained within, the source of life and the origin of bloodline.

That is, it records the fundamental information of an organism.

Bloodline factor information.

When the time comes, extracting just a trace will be enough.

The key to resurrection lies solely in the soul.

"So that's how it is." Guangling finally understood. The real reason why her third brother wanted to take on the challenge was simply to revive Xiaowu's mother... Hmph, she was a little jealous.

"You're the first person to know this secret." Tang San noticed Guang Ling's quirky nature and patted her head again. "So, you have to keep it a secret from Xiao Wu."

"Well, I definitely won't tell you, but Third Brother has to promise me one thing." Guangling smiled mysteriously.

"What is it?"

"Stay here tonight and sleep with me."

"what?"

Before Tang San could react, Guang Ling hugged him and pushed him down onto the bed next to him.

Just as their gazes were growing increasingly tense, the door was opened.

"Guangling, have you seen Third Brother? He's not in his room, I..."

Before she could finish speaking, Xiao Wu saw Tang San and Guang Ling embracing each other and lying on the bed.

"Xiao Wu, you've come at the right time! Quickly pull Guang Ling away, she's trying to betray her master and ancestors!" Tang San shouted.

But to everyone's surprise, Xiao Wu closed the door, locked it, and then pounced on the bed.

Suddenly, Tang San was bearing the weight of two people.

"Fine, Guangling, you're eating alone!" Xiaowu said unhappily. "Tonight, I'm sleeping here too."

Guangling was displeased: "This is my room!"

"So what?" Xiao Wu said, seemingly shameless. "Don't the three of us each have a key to the room? Besides, didn't the two of us often sleep together in Notting City? Just think of it as having an extra 'Tang San' pillow."

Tang San: "..."

After a wild night, Tang San got up the next day, straightened the clothes he hadn't had time to take off the night before, washed up, and tidied his hair before putting the Nine-Section Jade Hairpin back on his ponytail. He then scolded the two girls, "Don't do that again. I didn't even have time to take my clothes off last night."

Xiao Wu puffed out her chest, a playful glint in her eyes: "What, Third Brother, do you want to take your clothes off?"

"I do want to," Tang San admitted, then immediately shook his head, feigning seriousness, "I just want to appreciate the pure beauty of women."

Xiao Wu gave a (￣_，￣) expression, then: "(ˉ▽￣～) Tch~~"

Guangling blushed deeply, not understanding why she had acted that way last night—oh dear, how embarrassing!

"Today is the start of the finals, let's go watch the game." To avoid the atmosphere becoming awkward, Tang San changed the subject after the two girls finished washing up.

"That's true," Xiao Wu was the first to agree.

"Agreed." Guangling felt she had been too bold yesterday and wanted to shift her focus, so she agreed.

So Tang San called on the others and they went to the finals venue together.

Unlike the previous preliminary elimination rounds and qualifying rounds, the venue for the finals was at the entrance of the Papal Palace, where the judging panels of the two great empires and the Spirit Hall had all moved.

Ordinary spectators are not qualified to go there to watch the game.

After all, the Papal Palace represents the majesty of the Spirit Hall.

However, this year is much better than previous years. They can watch the live broadcast through the Mother-Child Soul Guidance Photography Sphere instead of relying on word-of-mouth, Martial Soul Report, or written descriptions from the Heavenly Battle Report/Star Luo Report.

Upon arriving at Wuhun Mountain, after showing the Wuhun Hall knights guarding the area their qualification for the competition, the Heaven Dou Royal Team was allowed to pass.

As for the other colleges that have already lost their eligibility to participate, no matter what their team leaders say, they will not be allowed to leave.

Reaching the mountainside, Tang San could already see the magnificent Papal Palace. The architecture resembled the Western medieval churches from his previous life, but it was even more splendid. A cluster of buildings stretched around it, with the tallest main hall exceeding two hundred meters in height.

In addition, in front of the Papal Palace, there is an extremely vast open space, which is estimated to be about three kilometers long and three kilometers wide. Within it, there is a field that is one kilometer long and one kilometer wide.

It features icebergs, grasslands, forests, rivers, lakes, volcanoes, deserts, swamps, mountains, and more, all surrounded by a ring of azure lakes, representing the sea.

This can be considered a miniature version of the Douluo Continent!

Although I had heard about it before, I was still amazed by the grand scale of the Spirit Hall when I saw it with my own eyes!

Before the Papal Palace lies the world!

Shocked!

Amazing!

Awesome!

This is not just a competition arena, but a painting depicting the entire Douluo Continent, a pinnacle of art!

"Incredible! Absolutely incredible!" Huo Wu couldn't help but exclaim. "For the participating academies that have made it to the finals, such a competition venue is worthwhile even if they don't win the championship."

"Yes," Tang San sighed, a hint of excitement in his eyes, "who could refuse to fight on this 'Douluo Continent'?"

Just being able to stand on this field and engage in a duel is enough to satisfy the vanity of most Soul Masters.

After all, how many people can stand at the pinnacle of the entire "Douluo Continent"?

To defend this honor, both sides standing on this field will exert every ounce of their fighting power to safeguard their place in the "Douluo Continent"...

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After the initial amazement, the final competition officially began after Bibi Dong announced the rules.

Apart from the Heaven Dou Royal Team, the Star Luo Royal Team, and the Spirit Hall Team, the remaining ten teams are going to compete together!

Seventy people are competing!

One team has advanced!

"Aren't these rules a bit too chaotic?" A bead of cold sweat appeared on Yu Tianheng's forehead. "Is this some kind of free-for-all between ten teams?"

"That's normal, after all, this place is too big. If it were a two-on-two battle, it would probably take a long time." Tang San put his hands on his hips and commented, "Moreover, this way we can also see the cooperation and backstabbing between the ten teams... We can think of the ten teams as ten forces on this 'Douluo Continent'. They can form alliances or attack each other."

"If there were no time limit, it would probably take three days and three nights to determine the final winner."

"Fortunately, this PUBG tournament has a time limit: one day. The team that advances will be determined by the number of players remaining at the end."

"Furthermore, the rules stipulate that passive play is not allowed, which means running away. If a player does not engage in combat with the opposing academy or assist their teammates for more than ten minutes, they will be reminded by the referee. If this happens more than three times, they will be directly ejected from the game."

"It can be said that this mode is extremely demanding on the cooperation between the participating team members, and it can also train the thinking of the participating teams... At least, in such a competition, the participants not only need to consider their own strength and the cooperation between their teammates, but also need to consider factors such as the venue, cooperation between other teams, or they need to find ways to cooperate with other teams first and make strategic plans. They have to use their brains."

At this point, Tang San glanced at Bibi Dong, Xue Ye, Dai Legao, and the judging panel of the three major forces without making a sound. His ears twitched slightly, and he vaguely heard them discussing which team was stronger... He suddenly felt that they might just be trying to save trouble, and he didn't expect him to analyze these situations.

After Tang San arrived, Bibi Dong was slightly distracted, and she was quite satisfied with Tang San's amazement at the magnificent "Douluo Continent" venue.

Regarding Tang San's subsequent analysis of all ten teams participating simultaneously, she was somewhat taken aback, wondering, "Did I consider this possibility when discussing the finals rules with Xue Ye and Dai Lego?"

"However, the battle that is about to take place seems to be developing in the direction that Tang San analyzed..."

Meanwhile, Tang San's Yu Feng scratched his head, thankfully saying, "Luckily, I don't have to go on stage. I can't figure out things that require brains."

Huo Wu was silent for a moment, then asked, "Eating chicken, it can't be just what it sounds like, right?"

"It means advancing and winning first place," Tang San explained. "I estimate that after this match is broadcast live, many major forces will do the same, and as it spreads, this type of match might be jokingly called a 'chicken dinner' match."

(End of this chapter)