Douluo V: Starting with daily check-ins, I'm trying to trick Xiao Wu into becoming my wife.

Ao Yin looked at the token in his hand, then glanced at Su Yuntao's lonely figure. He felt from the bottom of his heart that although this person's judgment was not very good, he was a good person.

However, his mind was made up. He simply put away the token, then looked at Village Chief Jack and asked, "Village Chief, who do you plan to give the work-study student slots to this year in Holy Soul Village?"

"Ao Yin, what do you mean by this? The village chief just agreed to give me a work-study spot!"

"Are you trying to steal my spot?"

Tang San immediately reacted, his soul power soaring, his aura becoming terrifying.

Even Village Chief Jack, who was standing to the side, was startled by Tang San. After realizing what was happening, he immediately exclaimed, "Ninth-level innate soul power!"

Although Tang San had just mentioned it to him, the village chief was still shocked when he personally felt the pressure of the ninth-level innate soul power!

However, Ao Yin today is no longer the little brat who could be easily intimidated by Tang San.

Ao Yin showed no fear whatsoever, even displaying a half-smile on his face, as he calmly walked step by step in front of Tang San.

hum-

A surge of soul power spread out from his body, and Ao Yin's soul power also surged. His soul power was so powerful that it formed an invisible wave of energy that directly crushed Tang San, making him look arrogant and domineering!

"Little Ao... truly possesses innate full soul power, and a weapon-type martial soul at that!"

The village chief was completely shocked. No wonder even Su Yuntao personally invited Xiao Ao to join the Spirit Hall Academy. His talent and potential were simply too incredible!

Ao Yin stared at Tang San and sneered, "Rob? You think you can just rob me because you say so!"

As he spoke, a jet-black, intricately carved staff, taller than half a person, slowly materialized in his hand. Ao Yin raised his hand, pointing the staff at Tang San.

He said casually, "Tang San, don't say I didn't give you a chance. If you're not satisfied, then let's fight!"

Tang San was an extremely proud man. How could he tolerate such provocation from a little kid who hadn't even grown a full beard? He immediately flew into a rage.

The third rule of the Xuan Tian Bao Lu: Once you've determined your opponent is an enemy, if they have a way of seeking death, don't show mercy; otherwise, you'll only create more trouble for yourself.

"Ao Yin, you have already chosen your own death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang San's hands were covered in a layer of frost. This was the [Mysterious Jade Hand], one of the six ultimate techniques in his cultivation of the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record. He launched a Black Tiger Heart-Piercing Strike at Ao Yin.

At this distance, ordinary people simply cannot stop him; with just one strike, Ao Yin could be killed on the spot.

However, just as Tang San's Xuan Yu Hand approached Ao Yin's body within three inches, it suddenly encountered an obstacle.

"Clang—"

A crisp, metallic clang rang out!

"How can it be so hard?" Tang San's knuckles went numb instantly.

Ao Yin was prepared and easily blocked the attack with his coiled dragon staff, sneering, "A mere trick, yet you dare to show off your meager skills before an expert?"

With a backhand strike of the Great Heavenly Dragon, Prajna Bhama slammed his staff down.

In the blink of an eye, the Dragon-Coiling Staff slashed down fiercely, but Tang San remained unfazed, chuckling lightly, "The power of a martial soul? Perfect timing, let me experience it properly!"

Having been in Douluo Continent for so long, he had never had the chance to witness the power of a martial soul. Ao Yin was just a newborn calf who had just awakened his martial soul, so he could be used as a whetstone.

Tang San felt contempt, but he pushed his Xuan Tian Gong to its limit, covering his hands with layers of Xuan Ice, and used his Xuan Yu Hand to take the blow head-on!

when--

Boom!

With a loud bang, followed by a deafening roar, the impact created a deep crater where Tang San was standing!

"Ahem!"

Tang San coughed up blood, cursing inwardly, "I was careless! I didn't dodge!"

His hands trembled, slightly shocked: "How can he be so strong? I have innate level nine soul power, and with the Xuan Yu Hand's enhancement, even if he has innate full soul power, that's only level ten. How can he be so powerful?"

Ao Yin sneered inwardly: "Who said I only have level ten soul power? Innate full soul power was merely the limit tested by that crystal ball, not my limit!"

"The Dark Holy Dragon is a god-level martial soul, just like the Six-Winged Angel, and it starts with level 20 soul power!"

However, Ao Yin had no interest in answering him at all, and the coiled dragon staff in his hand showed no sign of stopping. "Tang San, take another blow from me!"

hum-

Another muffled thud rang out, and Tang San's expression changed slightly. After his opponent awakened his martial soul, he had already undergone a complete transformation, and his explosive power far exceeded his expectations. Moreover, he had been injured due to his carelessness just now!

Tang San realized something was wrong; he was simply unable to withstand such a powerful attack!

boom!

The ground where Tang San had just stood shattered like a spider web.

"Double image?"

Ao Yin looked closely and saw that only Tang San's shadow remained in that place, which he had shattered with a single blow.

"Interesting! Is the lightness skill from the Xuan Tian Bao Lu... Ghost Shadow Tracking?"

On the other side, Tang San's figure reappeared.

He was sweating profusely, swallowed hard, and said, "Brother Xiao Ao..."

"Who said Tang San is your brother?"

"You think you're so tough? Let's go again—"

Ao Yin grew more and more excited as he fought, and he didn't bother to listen to Tang San's explanation. He once again grabbed the Panlong Staff and chased after Tang San relentlessly. Tang San's face turned ashen, and he could only use the [Ghost Shadow Perception] technique.

boom! boom! boom!

Tang San fled, and Ao Yin pursued him. Wherever Tang San's afterimage went, there was a muffled thud. The sound of explosions in the Holy Soul Village Martial Soul Branch Hall rose and fell, and in no time, it was already on the verge of collapse!

Inside the hall, Village Chief Jack, leaning on a cane, beat his chest and stamped his feet in frustration.

"Stop fighting! Stop fighting!"

"My God, if this fight continues, you're going to tear down the only Martial Soul Branch Hall in Holy Soul Village!"

However, the two were already blinded by rage and ignored the village chief's words.

Village Chief Jack's persuasion was in vain. He was extremely anxious. It takes two to tango; both of them had problems. But Xiao Ao had been an orphan since childhood and had no one to restrain him. He had to quickly call Tang San's alcoholic father to make Tang San stop and put an end to this farce.

While using [Ghost Shadow Clone] to dodge the attacks, Tang San thought to himself, "Such a dense and powerful attack, even with innate full soul power, I don't think I can last long. Once your soul power is exhausted, I'll retaliate with Tang Sect hidden weapons!"

Ao Yin saw through Tang San's thoughts at a glance, but didn't care at all. "Who will outlast whom is still uncertain. With level 20 innate soul power and neither of us having soul rings, even if you've cultivated the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record for six years, Tang San, what do you have to beat me?"

Time passed by, minute by minute, until the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Tang San was somewhat exhausted. Looking back, he saw Ao Yin relentlessly pursuing him with unwavering determination. He cursed, "Damn it, after fighting for so long, how do you still have any soul power left?"

"Not much, not much, that's enough to beat you up!"

Knowing that Tang San was almost exhausted, Ao Yin steadied himself and looked at Tang San with a smile: "Why don't you run away now?"

As he spoke, the golden light of the coiled dragon staff in Ao Yin's hand flashed intermittently as he slowly gathered power.

"I...I give up, I don't want the work-study spot!"

Tang San's left eye twitched wildly, and his scalp tingled. What was a quota? Life was the most important thing. He quickly admitted defeat.

"Admit defeat? Too late!"

Having fully charged up, the Panlong Staff turned golden yellow, and Ao Yin moved swiftly, appearing behind Tang San in the next second, slamming the staff down.

Tang San wanted to dodge, but his soul power and Xuan Tian Gong internal energy had long been exhausted, leaving him powerless to use them.

boom--

He took a hard hit on the back!

puff!

Tang San spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward, his body carving a three-zhang-long furrow in the ground, until he crashed into a large pillar of the Spirit Hall and slowly came to a stop!

"Tang San, those who do many evil deeds will surely perish! This blow is for what I took yesterday!"

"Next, there's one more blow..."

As he spoke, he held the Dragon Coil Staff in both hands, and the Dark Holy Dragon secretly materialized from his left palm, coiling upwards.

The originally dim carvings on the dragon staff instantly lit up, as if a black dragon was coiled up.

Ao Yin's eyes were bloodshot as he said in a barely audible voice, "There's one more blow, for my previous life..."