In Douluo Continent, Tang San raids my base right from the start.

Chapter 223 Birds of a feather flock together, as expected.

"Alone!?" Tang San frowned, then felt a surge of anger.

Long Yingtian actually didn't take him seriously at all.

"Tang San, this battle will be your last chance to defeat me." Zhu Wuzheng looked at him calmly as he walked into the arena, his tone indifferent. "And I will also show you all my strength in this battle without reservation."

"Hmm?" Qian Renxue, sitting next to Golden Crocodile Douluo on the top floor of the Papal Palace, frowned.

Does this mean that he didn't show his true strength when he fought her before?

"Did Long Yingtian want to kill Xiao San on the field?" Tang Hao sensed something else and frowned.

Did Long Yingtian still hold back his strength? And would he not hold back in this battle? This thought arose in the minds of everyone at Shrek Academy.

Yu Xiaogang unconsciously clenched his fists on the edge of the chair, looking at his disciples who had already entered the arena with the team, and a sense of worry rose in his heart.

"Use whatever cards you have up your sleeve," Zhu Wu's voice rang out again. "I'll be waiting for you here."

His gaze swept over the seven opponents who had entered the arena: Yu Tianheng, Tang San, Xiao Wu, Tai Long, Shi Mo, Shi Mo, and Jiang Zhu.

"Today, I will make you truly understand that being born in the same era as me is destined to be your life's regret. Because I am invincible among my peers, and invincible among those of the same realm! Whether it is a single martial soul or twin martial souls, it makes no difference. And those who are defeated by me will never be considered my opponents. Even if I give you time to catch up, in the end you will only see my back."

"This is the path to godhood I have chosen. And this is also my belief!"

Qian Renxue's forehead veins bulged, and her silver teeth unconsciously clenched slightly.

Long Yingtian, I will prove to you that the person being gazed upon is the one whose eyes flashed with a sharp light, the one I thought to myself.

"This kid's pretty arrogant!" Inside a crimson hall, a man in black raised an eyebrow. "But I like it."

"Shura, your chosen successor has been slighted again." He deliberately raised the tone of the word "again."

Judging from the footage I saw last time, today is the final round of this so-called Soul Master Competition. I was bored, so I decided to check it out. Unexpectedly, I stumbled upon this very scene. The only pity is that Shura absolutely refused to show him any footage of Tang San's past experiences.

There's a problem, there's definitely a problem!

However, it's easy to guess that he was utterly defeated by Long Yingtian. That's understandable, given the difference in their cultivation levels, which was a whole realm apart.

"You can go back if you don't want to see me," the Asura God said calmly.

"Don't be so heartless," the evil god said with a grin, his tone clearly lacking sincerity.

The Asura God, clearly used to such things, didn't bother with the rogue, picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and continued watching the image in mid-air. He would never have come to watch normally; with his divine sense recording it, he would only check it once a day at most, which meant once a year in the mortal realm. But the God of Evil was clearly bored today, having timed it perfectly and shamelessly dragged him to watch this so-called final.

He didn't even need to think about it; if Tang San didn't even make it to the finals, the evil forces would definitely mock him again.

"Arrogant!" In the video, Tang San's eyes flashed with a cold light as he spoke in a cold voice.

"Then today, I will shatter your beliefs, take your life, and shatter your delusions of becoming a god," he thought to himself.

"Whether it's arrogance or reality, we'll find out soon enough." Zhu Wu, having made a show of bravado, smiled calmly and said nothing more.

"Ready for the match!" the referee announced loudly as both sides arrived at their designated positions.

Zhu Wu waved his hand, and Xiao Bai appeared. With a soft roar, it quickly crashed into his body, and the spirit possession was completed in the blink of an eye. Looking around, Tang San and the others also summoned their spirits. Tang San stood at the front, Jiang Zhu stood behind him, and the teammates stood in two rows behind him.

"Judging from your positioning, you must have prepared a trump card similar to a multi-dimensional fusion technique, right?" Zhu Wu pointed out.

The expressions of all seven people changed, including Tang San.

If Zhu Wu had used a ranged attack immediately, they probably wouldn't have had time to react.

Thus, he lost the chance to defeat Long Yingtian.

"Don't worry, I won't interrupt you," Zhu Wu said calmly. "On the contrary, I look forward to seeing what you've accomplished."

He glanced at the cardinal who was acting as referee, "There's no need to shout 'start' anymore. You can begin now."

"..." The cardinal's forehead vein throbbed; he sensed the disrespect but dared not speak out.

This is someone that even the Pope and the Grand Elder dare not openly offend, let alone him.

"Then so be it." Tang San said neither humbly nor arrogantly, tilting his head slightly and nodding.

The teammates understood and immediately raised their hands to Tang San's back as they had rehearsed, using Jiangzhu as a transfer point to transmit soul power.

With a soft "poof," Tang San unfurled his four wings, gripped the Clear Sky Hammer tightly in his right hand, stood tall, and exuded an aura of dominance over the world.

"Oh? Now there's no difference in cultivation level. Tang San even has the advantage in cultivation." The God of Evil raised an eyebrow. Within his sight, Tang San's aura was rapidly surging, and the patterns on the surface of the black Clear Sky Hammer in his hand were blooming, shimmering with a dark golden light.

With a slight shift in his gaze, Long Yingtian watched quietly and said calmly, "We still have some time."

"Tang San, I think it's time to tell you some things."

He muttered to himself, "In fact, I had already guessed your and your father Tang Hao's identities when I went to Notting City to investigate Zhu Wu's background."

"I can create illusions and peek into the contents of your nightmares, let alone the ordinary villagers of Holy Soul Village."

"I must say, your father, Tang Hao, is very courageous. Others at least know to hide their identities when they are being hunted down, but your father doesn't even change his name."

"Add to that the time your father moved into Holy Soul Village, the profession he chose, and your age, and it's hard not to make people guess."

"In addition, there is Blue Silver Grass with innate full soul power."

"Ha, don't your father, who is a Title Douluo, and your teacher, who calls himself a master, know that the condition for the birth of twin martial souls is that the martial souls of both parents are of comparable quality? In other words, your Blue Silver Grass is a top-tier martial soul of no less than the Clear Sky Hammer."

"However, it is common knowledge that ordinary Blue Silver Grass cannot awaken innate full soul power."

"Unless, you haven't awakened an ordinary Blue Silver Grass, but rather the emperor of the Blue Silver Grass clan, the Blue Silver Emperor."

"The Blue Silver Emperor bloodline can only appear in humans in one way: one of the parents is a 100,000-year-old soul beast, the Blue Silver Emperor, in human form. Tang San, there's no doubt that your mother is indeed the Blue Silver Emperor."

"How could this be?" Tang San's expression changed.

Tang San's mother is a soul beast... The Shrek Academy students behind him also changed their expressions, but at this moment, they could not afford to be distracted on the field, so they quickly calmed their minds and continued to send out soul power.

"Otherwise, why do you think the former Pope of the Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji, would hunt down your parents?" Zhu Wu continued, "You should know that although the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu, and your great-grandfather, Tang Chen, were rivals, they were also close friends. Moreover, Qian Daoliu had been defeated by Tang Chen before. So, what reason could Qian Xunji possibly have been willing to risk being retaliated against by such a powerful level 99 Peerless Douluo to hunt down his most valued offspring? Without a doubt, it was a 100,000-year-old soul beast."

As she spoke, she looked up at Bibi Dong on the stage and said, "On this point, I think the Spirit Hall has the most say."

Everyone on the field turned to look at Bibi Dong.

"That's right, Tang Hao's wife is indeed the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor." Bibi Dong said calmly, "Her name is A Yin, and she traveled the continent with the brothers Tang Hao and Tang Xiao. During that time, I think it wasn't just our Spirit Hall that saw them."

As he spoke, he turned to look at Ning Fengzhi and Xue Qinghe.

"So that woman in blue was actually..." Ning Fengzhi murmured, then looked up. "There are indeed records of three people appearing in the sect."

"I have indeed heard of this," Xue Qinghe nodded slightly.

"I've heard of it too," Dugu Bo nodded. "However, it seems Tang Xiao suddenly returned to the sect afterward."

"That's right." Bibi Dong continued, "After that, Tang Hao continued to travel the continent with Ah Yin. Along the way, they clashed with an elder of my Spirit Hall and broke one of the elder's legs. It was during that battle that the elder sensed the aura of a spirit beast emanating from Ah Yin. After that, Tang Hao and Ah Yin completely disappeared until one day..."

"Our Spirit Hall suddenly received news that we have discovered the whereabouts of two people."

Regardless of whether it is true or not, let's splash dirty water first. This time, Bibi Dong hasn't lost her mind. Zhu Wu thought to himself.

"On the day the teacher led the team to hunt them down, Ah Yin had just given birth, and Tang Hao had just broken through to level 90." Bibi Dong said calmly, "Later, Ah Yin sacrificed herself for Tang Hao, which caused Tang Hao to break through to the Title Douluo level and his strength suddenly increased."

"I don't need to say more about what happened next."

"What a coincidence!" Xiao Chenyu, a bystander, couldn't help but exclaim.

"It might not just be a coincidence." Long Ling'er's eyes turned cold.

"What a Bibi Dong! What a Spirit Hall!" Tang Hao, hiding in the shadows, gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with icy coldness.

"That's impossible!" Tang San thought of a possibility, but quickly dismissed it, his gaze turning icy as he looked at Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong is definitely using this opportunity to slander my father and throw dirty water on him!

That's absolutely despicable!

"That's really lucky." Zhu Wu nodded slightly, turned to look at Tang San, and continued:

"Later, in order to confirm what I thought, and to see what kind of person you are who can awaken twin martial souls, and whether you are worthy of becoming my future opponent."

"I took Ling'er to Shrek Academy."

It turned out that it was to investigate Tang San. Everyone immediately understood.

"And the result was truly disappointing," Zhu Wu continued. "So, I chose to leave."

"Blue Silver Emperor, what a powerful bloodline! Absorbing animal-type soul rings and adding poison attributes—laughable!"

Yu Xiaogang's expression changed.

"Furthermore, Tang San," Zhu Wu continued, "Zhu Wu actually knew all along that you stole the herbs he had gathered, and I did indeed confirm this from the villagers' dreams. On the day your house burned down, someone found the herbs Zhu Wu had lost under your bed, which is why the villagers chose to distance themselves from you afterward. After all, who would like someone who repays kindness with enmity?"

"Birds of a feather flock together," Dugu Bo sneered.

Xiao Chenyu nodded in agreement.

(End of this chapter)