Douluo Continent: This Tang San is different

Chapter 465 The Little Werewolf's Final Test! Bloodline Resonance!

In the violent explosion, the entire area was shattered. The little werewolf was blasted away, his entire body covered in fur, with a large hole in his chest that pierced through his back.

At this critical moment, Tang San released the Blue Silver Emperor, which kept him alive and helped him recover from his injuries.

In less than 45 minutes, the little werewolf was fully recovered.

"Teacher, you're truly amazing. I can't see any difference between us at all." The little werewolf touched his undamaged chest, sighed slightly, but then cheered up again. "Just now, I think I've gained some understanding. If I use the power of the vibration to create a spiral, could I break through the ninth-tier, nine-star realm and become the legendary tenth-tier, which is the realm of a god?"

Nine-tier, nine-star, in the context of Douluo Continent, that's level ninety-nine, a peerless Douluo.

Having reached this level, if one wants to break through to the next level, besides consolidating faith and forging a divine position, one can rely on a massive amount of energy to break through, or, according to Tang San's cultivation theory, treat oneself as a completely new universe to cultivate.

Although the little werewolf did not cultivate the Xuan Tian Gong, he cultivated the three treasures of essence, qi, and spirit simultaneously. He received Tang San's true teachings, and his fighting qi, bloodline power, and spiritual power within his body were also balanced. Furthermore, based on his understanding of vibration, he forged his own path.

Therefore, even without absorbing faith or condensing laws, the little werewolf, relying on massive energy to break through to the ninth-tier, nine-star realm, would still be no less powerful than those gods who had condensed divine positions.

"That's something you'll have to experience for yourself," Tang San said, keeping everyone in suspense. "Let's go. Before challenging the Sacred Dragon, go through the final test and defeat those three ninth-tier, nine-star powerhouses of the Sacred Dragonkin. That's your true graduation assessment!"

"Um!"

The little werewolf nodded vigorously and soared into the air towards Beast King City. He was so fast that he disappeared from Tang San's sight in the blink of an eye.

"Tang San, shouldn't we go take a look?" Mengmeng asked, a little puzzled as she saw Tang San heading in the opposite direction. "What if the little werewolf fails?"

"Don't worry, he won't lose." Tang San looked up at the seemingly boundless sky, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Not only do I know, but He knows too."

"Him?"

In the core area of ​​the Eternal Domain, the Lord of Eternity saw Tang San in the image giving a meaningful look to the sky, which represented himself and his companions. He turned off the "monitoring" and said to the Holy Dragon, "Go down. After Peter Jack Trass Griffin defeats your three direct descendants, he will break through to the tenth rank and challenge you."

The sacred dragon hesitated: "You still say I can admit defeat? I feel like I'm going to die. That guy's current strength is enough to defeat some god-level powerhouses without divine status. If he breaks through to godhood, my chances of winning will be extremely slim!"

The Lord of Eternity said, "You won't die. Since Tang San said that defeating you is a test, then let it be a test. After all, what he taught may seem like a lie, but in reality, it makes some sense. This is the arrangement of fate... If you really can't beat him, just admit defeat and come back to accumulate strength. I want to fight Tang San fair and square in my strongest form."

The eternal angel asked, "Have you made up your mind?"

The Lord of Eternity knew what the other party was asking, so he said, "If he wins, then I will naturally enter his Blue Silver Emperor and control Austin Griffin. My ill-fated relationship with Him began when I separated Him from my body. If He can return to one person's body, it will be the end."

at the same time.

Beast King City.

The little werewolf appeared out of thin air, his body surging with battle aura, pressing down on the royal palace in the center, and shouted loudly: "Three members of the Holy Dragon Clan, do you dare to follow me to fight a thousand meters in the sky?"

The three ninth-tier, nine-star powerhouses of the Holy Dragonman race were all enraged. They stepped into the air and shouted at the little werewolf:

"You little wolf cub, don't think that just because you've reached the ninth rank, nine stars, you can be compared to us!"

"You still have a long way to go!"

"Considering you have received the blessing of the Holy Dragon, how about joining our Holy Dragonkin race? You may marry the Holy Dragon Princess!"

However, the little werewolf remained unmoved, chuckled, and retorted, "Ambition knows no age; a thousand years lived in vain without ambition. The distance between me and the three of you is not as great as you imagine. Besides, I have not received the Holy Dragon's favor; after defeating you, I will challenge the Holy Dragon!"

"Are you insane!" One of the dragon-human powerhouses' pupils constricted sharply. "You've cultivated to this level, you must know some secrets, right? The Dark Dragon Clan's fate isn't a story, it's a fact. Their king provoked the Holy Dragon and was stripped of his intelligence... It's one thing if you're insane, but do you want the entire Howling Moon Wolf Clan to have their intelligence erased by the Holy Dragon?"

"The strong should strike the stronger." The little werewolf spoke with a high-spirited and heroic tone, and his aura surged like a tsunami towards the three powerful holy dragonmen.

In an instant, the three of them felt the air around them tremble, the airflow became unstable, and even their skin and scales trembled.

"What a bizarre method!"

All three were startled, unleashing their fighting spirit. Golden flames erupted from their bodies, transforming into three streams of light that charged towards the little werewolf.

Since reasoning with them is ineffective, and their strength is formidable, a swift and decisive battle is the only option.

"That suits me perfectly."

The little werewolf's fighting spirit also erupted, but unlike the Holy Dragonman, it was projected in a jet-like manner, making it more explosive, and even the space around him trembled.

The three dragonmen surrounded the werewolf, constantly swinging their claws at it, but none of their attacks landed on the little werewolf. The force of the spatial vibration not only affected their bodies and blood, but also their fighting spirit, causing it to vibrate along with them, making it very difficult to control.

Instead of attacking immediately, the little werewolf kept flying into the sky, raising the battlefield to avoid affecting other residents of Beast King City.

The residents of Beast King City, sensing the pressure gradually lessening, breathed a sigh of relief and looked up—

A white streak of light collided and touched with three golden flames, unleashing waves of energy that even shattered the clouds in the sky.

"The dragon has descended!"

As time went by, the auras of the three holy dragonmen gradually became disordered, and the rhythm of the battle was constantly being controlled by the little werewolf. That strange vibrational power seemed to transcend the laws of nature, and their physical bodies, battle auras, and even souls seemed to tremble along with it.

Even though the werewolf's attack didn't hit them directly, every circulatory system, every organ, every tissue, and every cell in their bodies was vibrating in unison.

The five internal organs, brain, bones, meridians...

Every part of their bodies was uncomfortable, as if an invisible hand had reached into every inch of their bodies, like an energetic orc cub jumping, shouting, grabbing, and pulling inside them.

It's worse than death!

Therefore, the three had no choice but to resort to their trump card.

A divine dragon descends to earth.

This move involves using the bloodline power of the Holy Dragonman to gather all the fighting spirit, communicate with the Holy Dragon in the dark, and borrow his power.

The aura emanating from the three holy dragonmen surged threefold, converging above their heads to form a vortex-shaped wormhole, summoning an extremely oppressive golden aura.

"The aura of a holy dragon?" A hint of wariness appeared in the little werewolf's eyes, but he did not interrupt—this was a challenge, not a life-or-death feud, and he was determined to defeat the three opponents at their strongest.

"The great, holy dragon!"

"We are willing to contribute our faith!"

"Summon the sacred divine body!"

The three chanted in turn, one line at a time, as a wisp of golden energy flowed around them, absorbing their battle qi and slowly manifesting their forms.

"roar!"

A giant dragon emerged, with no wings on its back, a slender body over thirty meters long, covered in golden scales, five claws on its belly, and two horns on its head.

This colossal dragon, composed entirely of energy, enveloped the three holy dragonmen. The immense power it displayed was extremely oppressive, far surpassing any battle aura.

But the little werewolf became excited, sensing an energy that seemed to transcend the life level of orcs. He laughed loudly and shouted, "God-level power? Then let me see just how powerful god-level power is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a surge of battle aura erupted from the little werewolf, followed by the fiery power of his bloodline and the spiritual energy of an invisible substance.

The three energies converged and, in a spiraling motion, unleashed an unparalleled vibration that instantly shook the phantom of the sacred dragon hundreds of miles away.

Before the phantom of the god-level dragon could react, the little werewolf clasped his arms together, gathered the three energies in his hands, and incorporated the energy of his domain into them, drawing a crescent-shaped moon blade in mid-air.

Unlike the thousand-meter-long moon blade that Tang San used in his battle, this one was only six meters long. However, when this moon blade was condensed, all the residents of Shenlong Island felt it and looked up in the direction of Beast King City, where they saw the moon blade shimmering with silver-white light.

The vibrational power contained in that moon blade connected with the space within a radius of a thousand miles, and even the space within this range trembled.

If the matter and energy in the air are dominoes already arranged, then the little werewolf's moon blade is the first and the last one to be pushed.

The energy generated by the vibrations converged back onto the little werewolf at that moment.

Just a moment!

The little werewolf's figure vanished from the spot, and when it reappeared, it was already behind the phantom of the sacred dragon, the moon blades in its arms had dissipated.

This move is incredibly fast, approaching one-tenth the speed of light, making it difficult even for a god-level power to detect.

The dragon's phantom vanished, and the bodies of the three holy dragonmen fell downwards.

The werewolf, though exhausted, still had some strength left. He immediately caught up, carried the werewolf, and transported it to the center of Beast King City.

At this moment, everyone below understood that the three strongest members of the Holy Dragonkin had been defeated, defeated by a werewolf who was no more than two hundred years old.

At this moment, the entire Howling Moon Wolf clan cheered, because a supreme expert had emerged in their clan who could fight three against one and even defeat a god-level expert!

"Teacher, I won." The little werewolf looked into the distance and murmured to himself. Ignoring the commotion in the distance, he flew back to the sky, sat cross-legged in the void, recovered from his exhaustion, and then gathered more energy from heaven and earth.

In an instant, clusters of almost liquid-like primordial energy appeared in the sky above the entire Beast King City, continuously pouring into the little werewolf's body. The vast battle aura began to compress and transform, turning into pure silver-white, and the little werewolf's fur also turned completely silver-white, with a crescent-shaped pattern appearing between his eyebrows.

hum-

An invisible tremor spread once again, and the Howling Moon Wolf clan, which shared the same bloodline as the little werewolf, began to tremble continuously. As if sensing the vibration of that more noble bloodline, they began to actively transform, and the energy of heaven and earth continuously poured into their bodies, helping them to continuously improve their realm.

"What's going on?"

"My cultivation level is increasing uncontrollably!"

"My whole body felt like it was shaking!"

"It's Peter Jack Trus Griffin who's helping us!"

"Is he about to break through to an even higher realm?"

The Howling Moon Wolf clan showed reverence for the little werewolf, and had begun to shift their object of worship from the sacred dragon to their own clan.

Why is it that when a young werewolf breaks through, werewolves from the Howling Moon Wolf lineage can also break through?

Among the three who were walking towards the outside of Shenlong Island, Mengmeng used her spiritual power to sense the situation of the Howling Moon Wolf lineage and asked Tang San this question.

"It's very simple. It's due to vibration, the vibration between blood vessels, which I call: blood vessel resonance."

Tang San introduced a new term and explained the underlying principles to Mengmeng and Nian Nian.

"Battle Qi is a rather violent energy, but it is more compatible with the physical body and blood, and can resonate more deeply with one's own bloodline and that of one's own kind."

"This resonance can also be compared to the dominoes I once passed on to your elven race. During Peter's breakthrough to godhood, his blood, fighting spirit, and mental energy were in turmoil, and he truly touched the bloodline factors in every cell. These bloodline factors sensed similar bloodlines and began to push them to grow together."

"Of course, this situation can only occur in the Eternal Realm where the energy of heaven and earth is extremely rich. In other planes, where the energy of heaven and earth is scarce, the activation of this bloodline factor is not a good thing, as it can easily drain one's own resources."

"Moreover, only when one cultivates the same essence, energy, and spirit, and comprehends the true meaning of the vibration, can one trigger the vibration of the bloodline during the process of breaking through to the god level. Otherwise, at most, one can only break through to the god level alone."

Speaking of this, Tang San inexplicably recalled the novel "Battle Through the Heavens" he had read in his previous life. In that novel, people who broke through to the Dou Di level could also improve their cultivation by having clan members with the same bloodline as those who became Dou Di.

Putting aside the destructive aspect, the bloodline resonance phenomenon with werewolves is likely the same thing...

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At the same time, the little werewolf, who had broken through to the tenth rank and achieved god-level status, stood in the air, releasing his aura towards the central mountain range of Dragon Island, challenging the sacred dragon:

"Holy Dragon, I, Peter Jack Trus Griffin, challenge you!"

"I will defeat you!"

"And I'll tell you—"

"We who live in the Eternal Realm no longer need your protection. We have grown up and can face everything from the outside world on our own!"

Before anyone could grasp the meaning of the werewolf's words, the sacred dragon soared through the sky, hovering above him, looking down at the werewolf, and said in a deep voice, "Then come on! Let me see what qualifications you have to break free from your status as a believer and walk the path of independence!"

"You won't be disappointed!"

The little werewolf closed his eyes, his entire body emitting no breath, before suddenly opening them.

chant—

No one saw the little werewolf's movements clearly, including the Holy Dragon. All they could see was the little werewolf suddenly appear behind the Holy Dragon, whose hindquarters had already fallen from the sky and crashed into the open ground in Beast King City.

The little werewolf's attack was the same move that had defeated the three holy dragonmen before. However, after breaking through to the god level, the power was restrained to the extreme. There were no more fancy fluctuations. All the energy was gathered in the body and released instantly when used. Even the god's divine sense could not detect it.

The aura of the sacred dragon immediately weakened, forcing it to descend and reattach its severed body to itself.

I never imagined that he couldn't even withstand a single move.

This guy...

What exactly did Tang San teach him? He and the Lord of Eternity and others witnessed the entire teaching process without missing a single detail, so why was the other party so powerful?

"What is this move called?" After feeling his lower body reattached, the Holy Dragon stared at the little werewolf for a while before speaking in a low voice, "I didn't even have a chance to make a move, and you should have restrained that strange, vibrating divine power, otherwise my entire body would have shattered. If you had aimed at my head, my soul would have dissipated, and I wouldn't even have had a chance to leave a trace of my consciousness."

"The name of the move?"

The little werewolf struck a pose typical of his master, rubbing his chin, and said with a slightly flippant tone, "I haven't decided yet. What do you think of the name: Zhenyue?"

Just as the holy dragon was about to offer its opinion, the little werewolf continued, "No, that's too straightforward, not good. How about calling it 'God Avoidance'? What do you think?"

A divine evasion?

Just as the holy dragon was wondering about the meaning behind it, the little werewolf explained, "God's Avoidance, even a god like you can't dodge this move. Next time you encounter it, you'll have to find a way to avoid it in advance."

Instantly, the holy dragon's eyes filled with rage, and it roared, "Bastard! How dare you mock me! Even if I can't defeat you, I'll still tear a piece of flesh from your body!"

The sacred dragon pounced again, and the little werewolf fought with all his might. The battle between them was fierce, with howls of wolves and roars of dragons echoing throughout the air…

(End of this chapter)