Douluo Continent: This Tang San is different

Chapter 219 Tang San VS Bibi Dong (Part 2)

Although Tang San, under the effect of the Soul Ring Fusion, unleashed the full power of the Soul Ring, achieving the True Body Armor of his Martial Soul...

With the addition of Jiuhao's armor, his strength reached level ninety-eight.

However, the fusion of life and destruction does indeed present a huge problem. If it weren't for the fact that the Xuan Tian Gong is a Taoist technique, which is balanced and harmonious, and that the three dantians were pulsating in unison to balance these two energies, Tang San felt that he would have exploded and died immediately.

As for the issue of twin martial souls not being able to be used simultaneously?

This doesn't apply to Tang San.

When a martial soul is first awakened, both martial souls can manifest at the same time. The reason why people believe that twin martial souls cannot be used at the same time is because the soul power cultivated through martial souls will have corresponding properties.

Since the two martial souls have opposite properties, their soul power cannot be used interchangeably and needs to be converted.

The transformation process takes time, which gives people the illusion that twin martial souls cannot be used at the same time.

Secondly, only those who possess twin martial souls need to consider whether their bodies can withstand nine or more ten-thousand-year-old spirit rings when adding spirit rings to their second martial soul.

These two points are not problems for Tang San, since his soul power mainly comes from cultivating the Xuan Tian Gong. Although he has also studied meditation, he has not used it as his main method.

Moreover, Tang San felt that the scarcity of twin martial souls would lead to numerous loopholes in previous research on twin martial souls—historically, the number of twin martial soul owners recorded was no more than five.

Currently known cases include Bibi Dong, Tang San, the deceased Huo Yuhao (because he was a "spirit beast in human form," so let's leave that out), and a documented case: when adding a spirit ring to his second spirit, his body couldn't withstand the strain, leading to his eventual death by explosion.

Moreover, after Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer was possessed by Austin Griffin, it gained true self-will and was able to act autonomously, which alleviated Tang San's pressure to some extent.

"Your Holiness, how about we have a battle in the sky?" After saying this, Tang San leaped into the air, relying on his powerful soul force to use the Free and Easy Wind Riding technique and walk through the air.

This is not merely the power of riding the wind, but the connection of the blood, soul power, and spiritual energy of the three dantian, forming a microcosm within the human body that resonates with the external world. In this way, one can naturally stand in the void.

In fact, as long as one masters the method and condenses the soul core, at the Soul Saint stage, one can tread the void and ride the wind.

However, in this era, flying is not an easy thing. Even for a titled Douluo, if they want to fly, unless their martial soul itself can fly, or they have soul skills or soul bone skills related to flying, they can only waste their soul power to lift themselves off the constraints of gravity.

In short, the way Soul Masters used Soul Power during this period was still in a very primitive stage; they only focused on accumulating quantity and did not consider the sophistication of their Soul Power usage.

The same applies to Title Douluos.

However, Tang San felt that a strong person like Bibi Dong should be able to discern some of his flying techniques.

Sure enough, Bibi Dong also took to the air, and the fluctuations of her soul power changed from violent to stable, even subtly balancing with the surrounding air.

"You've taught me a lesson. I never imagined that there was such a way to fly. You just need to create some kind of upward force with the surrounding airflow? What a brilliant idea!" Bibi Dong admired Tang San more and more. Then, a gray aura surged around her, darkening the sky.

"I dare not accept such praise. Your Holiness is also exceptionally talented, having learned it in an instant." Tang San smiled modestly, his blue-gold soul power surging, standing shoulder to shoulder with the gray aura.

As the two energies collided, they continued to spread outward from the mountainside, almost covering the entire Wuhun City. The invisible pressure made everyone afraid to even breathe.

Even newborn babies stopped crying and only dared to breathe silently.

hum-

The earth trembled, and the gray and blue-gold hues of the sky instantly contracted, enveloping the two individuals and colliding fiercely.

"Bang!"

"Thump!"

"boom!"

Those on the ground could no longer see the two people's movements; they could only see two streams of light colliding in the air, bursting out blue and gray lightning.

Two bolts of lightning intertwined and struck downwards, sweeping across the buildings near the Papal Palace and instantly shattering them.

Fortunately, at this very moment, everyone was watching the battle from the sidelines of the "Douluo Continent" arena...

But at this moment, everyone felt a chill run down their spines, realizing that staying put to watch the battle was an extremely unwise choice—even though the fight between the two was taking place high in the sky, the aftershocks could still cause them heavy casualties.

Ning Fengzhi murmured, "Such strength, even if it's not level 100, is no different from a legendary god to us."

Level 98, that's incredibly strong!

Sword Douluo then thought of his father, a level 97 powerhouse who was defeated by the Elder Hall... Is the difference of one or two levels really that big?

A sense of longing arose in Sword Douluo's heart...

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High above, Tang San and Bibi Dong saw the aftershocks of their respective attacks fall to the ground, destroying a building, and they flew upwards again.

"Your Holiness, I don't need to compensate for the damage to a house, right?" Tang San asked in a conciliatory tone.

"Naturally necessary."

Bibi Dong was in a good mood. The brutal, hand-to-hand combat brought back a long-lost passion to her heart. There was a time when she longed for such exhilarating battles, instead of spending most of her life in the Papal Palace dealing with tedious matters, or engaging in mindless slaughter in places like the Killing City.

Therefore, she went along with Tang San's jokes and joked back.

"I don't have that much money." Tang San certainly wasn't short of money, but he wasn't the only one who destroyed the building.

"It's okay, just compensate me." Bibi Dong said something that made people think of the wrong thing, but in the high sky, only the two of them could hear their conversation.

"So it seems that His Holiness the Pope is not the kind of boring person who only pursues power." Tang San clenched his fist, and his life energy erupted.

Bibi Dong also clenched her fist, gathering an aura of death to collide with it.

Boom!

Life and death are intertwined, and revival and decay alternate.

The flow of energy between the two forms an almost unified whole, complementing each other.

At that very moment, Electrolux made his move, his divine sense invading Bibi Dong's body and finding the location of her second martial soul: the Soul-Devouring Spider Emperor.

"This disgusting collection of souls is driving my sanity crazy!"

Within the vision of Electrolux's divine sense, the Soul-Devouring Spider Emperor Martial Soul was covered with human faces, wailing and struggling, trying to break free, and constantly conveying resentment and malice.

Bibi Dong herself was unaware of this, but it was crystal clear to Elex, the Death Saint and the Calamity of the Undead.

"However, it's also fortunate that this violent devouring can't obliterate the soul fragments." Electrox carefully examined each face, sensing the corresponding aura. Finally, he found a face similar to Xiao Wu's, exuding a slight aura of the Soft Bone Rabbit.

"Come out here!"

The wisp of divine consciousness raised its hand and constructed a magical pattern, peeling the fragmented soul from the Soul-Devouring Spider King without the Spider King noticing it in the slightest.

After sealing Xiao Wu's mother's soul in the constructed soul-storing prison, Electrox looked at the distorted faces of the Soul-Eating Spider Emperor and placed gray magic lines on them, muttering to himself, "In this way, the undead that it devours can be slowly digested by this martial soul. In the future, this little girl will only need a vessel to bear resentment, or create some secret method to utilize resentment, which will perfectly solve the defect of resentment affecting her temperament."

"By the way, wouldn't you say this counts as forcing a sale?"

"Besides, exchanging a soul for my help this once is a bit of a loss."

Subsequently, Electrolux found the soul bone of the 100,000-year-old Soft Bone Rabbit that Bibi Dong had absorbed, and extracted a wisp of the blood essence of the 100,000-year-old flesh and bone from it.

"Thus, the bloodline factor information and the soul are complete."

"Let's go!"

When Electrolux returned to Tang San's upper dantian, Tang San knew that the fundamental purpose of this challenge had been achieved, and winning or losing was no longer important.

However, he will fight to the very end!

For some reason, Bibi Dong felt completely relaxed, as if two mountains were pressing down on her, one of which was slowly being eroded by the wind and rain and was gradually collapsing.

"Is it because of the influence of Tang San's life force?" Bibi Dong could not sense Ilex's divine sense, so she could only guess, and her longing for Tang San grew even stronger.

Whether it's his talent and brilliance, or the fact that his life force can alleviate the pressure on her, it's all worth fighting for!

Perhaps at first, Bibi Dong thought that Tang San's idea of ​​"conquering him" was a kind of humor.

But now, Bibi Dong is serious!

She wants to conquer Tang San!

Win over this fourteen-year-old boy!

As Bibi Dong's emotions rose higher and higher, and her use of soul power became more and more exquisite in the battle, Tang San gradually found himself unable to keep up.

After all, Tang San's level 98 strength came from the fusion of soul rings, while Bibi Dong's level 98 soul power was genuine. Moreover, her soul power at her peak was level 99, which was only reduced by one level due to the inheritance of a deity.

"stop!"

Just then, a loud shout came from below, and a golden crocodile about 100 meters long opened its blood-red maw and lunged at the two of them.

The nine soul rings—two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red—already proved his identity.

The second strongest in the Hall of Offerings, known as the Golden Crocodile, possesses a soul power level of ninety-eight!

"How dare you act so presumptuously outside the Hall of Offerings!"

It turned out that Tang San and Bibi Dong had fought their way from the mountainside to the summit, reaching the Hall of Worship and disturbing the seven worshippers who were diligently cultivating inside.

However, the Grand Elder does not act rashly, and due to the strength of the disturber, the other five Elders are only at level ninety-six, so only Golden Crocodile Douluo can be dispatched.

Facing the roaring golden crocodile charging forward, Tang San and Bibi Dong seemed to be of one mind, each clenching their right and left fists, their life and death energies intertwined, inseparable, as they swung out together!

Boom!

With two punches thrown out, the cycle of life and death evolved into a picture of decay and revival, pressing straight down on the golden crocodile.

In a mere instant, the Golden Crocodile, a martial soul true form, was shattered by the Life and Death Fist Imprint unleashed jointly by Tang San and Bibi Dong, and crashed into the Douluo Hall and the Hall of Worship below.

"Stop right there!" The Golden Crocodile Douluo, revealing his true human form, unleashed all his soul power, but the aura of life and death surged within him, sealing his martial soul, soul skills, and soul power.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Golden Crocodile Douluo will perish from this attack.

Is Golden Crocodile Douluo weak?

No, it's very strong.

However, the punch that Tang San and Bibi Dong threw together was so natural and effortless, as if it were a perfect creation. In the midst of the rotation, it formed a cycle of reincarnation. In addition, since both of them were currently at level ninety-eight, this punch they threw together had already reached the level of a god.

As for the demise of Golden Crocodile Douluo...

Bibi Dong actually quite wanted to see this, since none of the guys in the Offering Hall submitted to her, or even obeyed her orders, and showed no respect whatsoever.

Although these worshippers represent the Spirit Hall's core strength, their disobedience to her means they are unpredictable, and she wouldn't feel much regret if they died.

Making an example of someone to warn others is not necessarily a bad thing.

Besides, as long as Tang San joins the Spirit Hall, it doesn't matter if everyone in the Hall of Worship dies.

However, Golden Crocodile Douluo was not destined to die.

Within the hall of worship, a golden light shot straight into the sky, assisting Golden Crocodile Douluo in resisting the cyclical force of life and death.

A peerless Douluo at level ninety-nine!

A thousand streams!

Shot!

However, even he, without relying on the angel's power, wasted nearly 40% of his soul power to block this attack, and was extremely shocked—Bibi Dong had become so much stronger, and who was that young boy beside her? He didn't seem to have the secret to preserving his youth; he seemed to really be only a teenager?

Isn't the world changing too fast?

Teenagers, Class of '98...

Is this guy the biological son of some god?

At that moment, Tang San's battle armor shattered, the peculiar spirit ring on his back dissipated, and he fell downwards, his level 98 aura instantly vanishing, returning him to level 55.

But at this moment, Tang San's blood, soul power, and spirit were all greatly depleted, leaving him unable to stay in the air, and he fell straight down.

Seeing this, Bibi Dong instinctively caught Tang San and carried him in a princess carry, gently lowering him to Qian Daoliu's side.

"Some kind of secret technique that can raise a Soul King to level 98?" Qian Daoliu licked his lips. It's no wonder he was greedy; even a peerless Douluo would crave such a secret technique.

"He is the champion of this Continental Elite Tournament, and also a master of Martial Soul Theory. He challenges me with the champion's prize..." Bibi Dong remained expressionless, but her gaze towards Qian Daoliu and the other retainers was filled with indifference: "Golden Crocodile Douluo, you have disturbed my duties. What is your punishment?"

Jin E had previously looked down on Bibi Dong, but he was almost killed by the Martial Soul Fusion Skill unleashed by Tang San and Bibi Dong just now. With lingering fear, a sense of dread arose in his heart, and he dared not refute anything at this moment.

"Bibi Dong! Don't be so presumptuous!" Qianjun Douluo scolded, "This is the Hall of Worship, and you are the ones who disturbed the peace and solemnity of the Hall of Worship first."

"I am the current Pope. Everything in the Spirit Hall belongs to me, including the Hall of Offerings." Bibi Dong's expression was icy as she pressed down on the crowd.

Qian Daoliu's expression changed, realizing that Bibi Dong was serious, and he questioned, "You want to subdue us?"

"Old man, you should know what your son has done. This is what your angel lineage owes me." Bibi Dong's face was frosty, showing no respect for Qian Daoliu whatsoever.

"Back then, it was indeed my son's fault. His methods were a bit extreme and tarnished the glory of angels. But do you really think I would feel guilty towards you for this and wouldn't kill you?" Qian Daoliu's tone turned serious, and he also exuded a holy aura, which rivaled Bibi Dong's imposing presence.

However, Qian Daoliu discovered that Bibi Dong was able to slightly overwhelm his aura, and even her originally chaotic and mixed soul power had become much purer and more orderly.

Why has there been such great progress?

"Do you really want to fight me?" Bibi Dong sneered. "I am the inheritor of a god, and my true soul power level is no different from yours. At worst, I will extend the assessment period. After all, my inheritance as the Rakshasa God does not require any level 99 powerhouse to sacrifice."

Qian Daoliu's expression was extremely unpleasant.

The inheritance of gods involves nine trials, the final one requiring a peerless Douluo to sacrifice himself in order to open the gate of inheritance.

Angel God, Poseidon.

Both of these deities, as Qian Daoliu knew them, were like this.

However, the Rakshasa deity inherited by Bibi Dong does not require a powerful person to offer sacrifices. As long as the standard is met, the gate of inheritance can be opened and one can enter the inheritance land.

In addition, Qian Daoliu guessed that the inheritance of the Asura God might not require the sacrifice of a strong person... Although he didn't want to admit it, Qian Daoliu understood that there were also differences in strength and status among the gods.

The Rakshasa god should be on the same level as the angel gods, but in terms of power and destruction, he should be more formidable.

In a split second, Qian Daoliu considered many things and finally compromised: "What kind of compensation do you want?"

"A 100,000-year-old soul bone." Bibi Dong looked at Golden Crocodile Douluo. "It is rumored that before he obtained his ninth soul ring, Golden Crocodile Douluo already had a full soul bone. So that 100,000-year-old soul bone must still be there. Take it out."

Golden Crocodile Douluo finally couldn't hold back any longer and questioned, "Why didn't you just rob it?"

Bibi Dong said quietly, "You are a servant of the Spirit Hall, so everything you have belongs to the Spirit Hall, which means it belongs to me. Therefore, that 100,000-year-old soul bone also belongs to me."

The golden crocodile roared, "What kind of twisted logic is this?"

"After all, you hunted that 100,000-year-old golden crocodile with the help of that old bastard Qian Daoliu; it doesn't entirely belong to you," Bibi Dong continued. "Or are you saying you want to betray the Spirit Hall and defy my orders as the Pope?"

The golden crocodile gritted its teeth, wishing it could tear Bibi Dong to pieces.

"Take it out."

Qian Daoliu chose to compromise, saying, "It's all for the future of the Spirit Hall."

When Qian Daoliu spoke, even though Golden Crocodile Douluo was reluctant, he could only take out the 100,000-year-old soul bone, his face grim and menacing as he stared intently at Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong put away the 100,000-year-old torso bone, then carried Tang San down the mountain, saying without looking back, "If the Spirit Hall doesn't belong to me, then there is no future!"

(PS: In the original work, the location and skills of Golden Crocodile Douluo's 100,000-year soul bone are not clearly marked. Therefore, this book sets that Golden Crocodile Douluo already had a full soul bone before obtaining his ninth soul ring.)

(End of this chapter)