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

Chapter 489 You deserve to die!

Defeat against Thunder Academy. Defeat against Divine Wind Academy. Victory against Plant Academy.

After several days of fierce competition, the qualifying rounds finally came to an end. Although Tang San was unable to participate due to injury, the second team of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy still achieved good results.

After all, the team has three Soul Masters, so their raw strength is quite good.

Although Tang San felt extremely frustrated for not being able to participate, he had no choice but to bury his hatred for Huo Wu deep in his heart.

In the VIP section, after Emperor Xueye finished his impassioned speech, it was Ning Feng's turn to give a speech, in which he simply offered some words of encouragement.

Next, Bishop Salas announced the champion's reward in public: three soul bones with an age of 50,000 years.

They are the skull of wisdom condensed by spiritual concentration, the right arm bone of explosive and scorching flames, and the left leg bone of the domineering tiger's powerful attack, all of which are top-quality.

Hu Liena, Yan, and Xie Yue have all consumed rare and exotic herbs, and they are destined to become Title Douluo in the future, and among the top-tier ones. Naturally, the soul bones they absorb cannot be inferior.

As for Bai Yi, Zhu Wu said that 50,000 years was still too short, and his own disciple didn't need it.

Therefore, Bibi Dong ultimately decided on these three soul bones, with the right arm bone and left leg bone being even better than those from the main world.

"Whoa!" The scene erupted in uproar.

"Wisdom Skull, Wind Chaser Left Leg Bone." Tang San's pupils contracted, his heart burning with excitement.

The Wisdom Soul Bone came from the Spiritual Ape, a Soul Beast with both strength and mental attributes, while the Left Leg Bone came from the Wind Demon Tiger, a top-tier Strength Soul Beast with Wind attributes. These two Soul Bones were perfect for him.

For a moment, a strong desire for victory arose!

However, with my current cultivation level of 38, my expression couldn't help but turn grim.

Given the current strength of the second team, it will be difficult for them to compete for the championship!

In the shadows, Tang Hao was also conflicted. He recognized the spirit beasts that produced the Intelligence Spirit Bone and the left leg bone; both were extremely well-suited to the Clear Sky Hammer spirit, and were incredibly rare. Furthermore, he understood that with the current strength of the Royal Fighting Team 2, winning the championship would be difficult.

Should we give Xiaoju's soul bone to Xiaosan to improve our strength and compete for those two soul bones?

In particular, the Wisdom Soul Bone, if absorbed, would be extremely helpful in clearing the path to Hell!

"This is the right arm bone of the Crimson Flame Beast! And it's 50,000 years old!" On the field, Ma Hongjun looked conflicted.

I want it, and no one else on the team is competing for it!

"Don't even think about it, these three soul bones are obviously predetermined," Oscar said with a hint of sourness.

The skull of wisdom is quite suitable for him.

Dai Mubai clenched and unclenched his fists, feeling quite helpless. The left leg bone from the Wind Demon Tiger was undoubtedly extremely suitable for him, but winning the championship would be too difficult.

The Royal Fighting Team, the Blazing Fire Team, and the Martial Soul Team are considered the three insurmountable obstacles in this competition.

The people present had different thoughts, and they left in order after Bishop Salas finished speaking.

"Let's go back to the academy first," Flander sighed.

To be honest, he also wanted the Wisdom Skull and the left leg bone, but winning the championship was too difficult.

This year's Soul Master Competition is full of monstrous talents among the disciples of Dragon God Douluo!

As evening fell, the Shrek students returned to their dormitory. After dinner, they went back to their rooms.

Instead of cultivating, Tang San lay on his bed, tossing and turning, constantly thinking about how to lead his team to victory.

The result was completely baffling.

Putting everything else aside, he couldn't handle Huo Wu's abilities. Not to mention that his chrysanthemum martial soul was countered, his cultivation level was also two realms lower.

"Is it really impossible?" The more she thought about it, the more upset she became, her mind a complete mess.

"Mistress, come out and see me!" Her father suddenly shouted in her ear.

"Dad!" Tang San exclaimed with delight. He jumped up, ran out the door, and headed towards the back of the dormitory.

The following morning, Yu Xiaogang announced that Tang San was going out for special training.

One day later, on the outskirts of Sunset Forest.

"This is the soul bone left by your mother." Tang Hao took out the golden left arm bone that Jin Juhuang had dropped years ago from the soul tool.

Tang San's eyes immediately welled up with tears upon hearing "Mom's soul bone."

Two days later, the teams from various academies gathered again at the Great Training Ground and set off for Wuhun City under the escort of the Heaven Dou Royal Knights.

Meanwhile, inside the forest, Tang San slowly awoke, then his face lit up with surprise.

"Dad, my soul power has reached level 40."

"In addition, my martial spirit seems to have undergone some changes." As he spoke, he reached out and summoned his martial spirit, a golden chrysanthemum. Although the outline had not changed, and the petals and stamens were still shaped like sharp teeth, the color and aura had changed drastically, turning completely golden.

"Dad, it seems that the poison attribute of my martial soul has disappeared." Tang San looked surprised.

Tang Hao instantly understood that the poison attribute of his son's first three spirit rings was too weak, insignificant compared to the light attribute within the 100,000-year-old spirit bone left by his wife. Therefore, the spirit's attribute was overwritten.

His son's martial spirit has now been restored to the attribute of light.

For a moment, he felt a pang of regret. If he had let his son directly absorb the Light attribute soul ring back then, the strength of his martial soul attribute might be even higher now.

Now that we've come full circle back to the Light attribute, the attribute enhancements from the first three Soul Rings have been wasted.

The God of Slaughter frowned slightly, then said calmly, "Let's go."

"Yes, Dad." Tang San quickly withdrew his martial soul, stood up, and hurried after Tang Hao.

As if remembering something, she looked up and asked, "Dad, do you think my fourth spirit ring can absorb a ten-thousand-year spirit ring?"

Tang Hao's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he nodded slightly, "It's worth a try."

Tang San smiled, in a good mood, and while keeping up with Tang Hao, he also kept an eye on Tang Hao's soul skills.

"Something has changed too." She was slightly surprised.

Because the poison attribute was removed, the first soul skill became Exploding Petals, but the effect remained the same: it still shot out petals.

The second soul skill has undergone a significant change; the highly toxic mist has been replaced with strange pollen. It still sprays pollen, but it's no longer highly toxic; instead, it has become something with similar effects to poison. Inhaling it will make the body feel tired, similar to how being exposed to warm sunlight makes one drowsy.

However, once it becomes a Soul Skill, this negative effect is amplified.

"What a peculiar soul skill." He sighed inwardly. It was clearly not poison, yet it simulated the characteristics of poison.

The third soul skill, "Beast Cage," remains unchanged.

"The fourth soul skill, I'm really looking forward to it!" He was very excited.

Three days later, somewhere in the forest.

With a "whoosh," a sharp blade pierced the eye, and a white-eyed tiger king whose cultivation had just reached the ten-thousand-year level quickly stopped breathing.

A jet-black spirit ring slowly floated out from his body.

Without any delay, Tang San immediately sat down and began to guide the spirit rings.

Before long, veins bulged on his forehead, and his whole body began to convulse. In his sight, his beloved Xiao Wu was being humiliated by Bu Le.

"Damn it, damn it, I should have killed this beast back then!" His heart screamed, but his body wouldn't move.

She could only watch helplessly as Bu Le kept wriggling, Xiao Wu, tears streaming down her face, cried out in despair, "Third Brother, save me!"

"Bule, you deserve to die, you deserve to die!" Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, his consciousness was struggling, and his body was convulsing even more violently.

"The mistress!" Tang Hao's expression changed drastically, and anxiety finally rose in his eyes.

The next second, Tang San's left arm suddenly glowed with golden light.

"Roar!" A furious tiger's roar suddenly rang in Tang San's mind, and the image in front of him vanished with a bang.

"Was everything just an illusion?" Tang San was startled and then realized it. He was secretly relieved, but at the same time, anger rose in his heart.

I'm not happy. After the Soul Master Competition ends, I'll chase you to the ends of the earth and torture you to death with my own hands!

No one can hurt his Xiao Wu, not even in the illusion!

He took a deep breath and began to focus on absorbing the spirit ring.

(End of this chapter)