Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Ten Ferocious Heavenly Horned Ant

Shen Liuyu, a level 37 offensive-type Battle Soul Master.

Martial Soul: Enameled Crocodile.

Soul Rings: Yellow, Yellow, Purple.

Soul skills: .....

Personality assessment:........

Gu Qingbo, a level 38 agility-based warrior.

Martial Soul: Azure Sailfish

Soul Rings: Yellow, Yellow, Purple.

Soul skills:......

Personality assessment:........

Qiu Ruoshui. Level 37 Power Attack Type Battle Soul Master

Martial Soul: Emerald Green Perch

Soul Rings: Yellow, Yellow, Purple.

Soul skills:......

Personality assessment:........

The information on the seven members of the Tianshui team ends here.

However, Dong Qing is now somewhat puzzled. He feels that these people are connected to Seagod Island. Their martial souls are all very suitable for fighting on the sea, and they have the style of sea soul masters.

Before he could think it through, Xiao Wu suddenly pressed herself against him, her jade-like arms tightly wrapped around Dong Qing's arm, and her cherry lips whispered in his ear, "Brother Qing, were you peeking at the beauties? I heard they said that at that time, they were rehearsing a dance."

What I called peeking? I was openly looking...

No matter what he thought in his heart, Dong Qing would definitely not admit it, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I... I... I went to find the place of the Five Grains Reincarnation."

Seeing Xiao Wu's disbelief, Dong Qing had no better ideas and could only change the subject, asking, "Xiao Wu, how do you get along with them?"

"What else can we do? We'll just get along normally... Anyway, you wouldn't understand, Qing-gege. You can hardly understand the things between us girls."

Xiao Wu didn't know how to describe the friendship between women; it was all about scheming and backstabbing. This once innocent little rabbit had slowly become wicked.

But one thing hasn't changed: her original intention. She still considers Dongqing her only man and wants to have his babies and be his little wife.

In her spare time, she likes to snuggle in Dongqing's arms. Only in Dongqing's arms can this little rabbit, who is severely insecure, feel at ease enough to sleep.

Chapter 209, Tang San and Tang Hao [Happy Dragon Boat Festival, extra chapter today]

Three more days have passed in the blink of an eye.

With less than ten days until the start of this Continental Elite Tournament of Advanced Soul Master Academies, the entire continent is buzzing with excitement because of this event.

Heaven Dou Empire, Heaven Dou City, Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

In a cold and damp room, surrounded by the poison sacs of soul beasts, stood a young man emanating a thick green mist.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, meditating and cultivating. The surrounding energy of heaven and earth was continuously absorbed by the young man's body under the influence of a strange cultivation technique.

"Teacher's method is indeed miraculous. The art of poison is mysterious and profound. With the help of my Xuan Tian Gong and the Tang Clan Poison Scripture I read in my previous life, I not only got rid of the backlash of my twin martial souls."

"At the same time, with the help of various soul beast poison sacs, I have also greatly increased my soul power by several levels. Now I am a level 40 Soul Master, which is enough to deal with this year's All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament."

"Xiao Qing, I believe that when we meet again, I will give you a big surprise. And I believe that as long as I firmly continue on the path of poison, one day I will surpass you."

The young man emanating from a thick green mist was none other than Tang San.

His strength is currently experiencing an explosive increase, as if he has consumed a magical herb. Of course, this kind of rapid increase in strength is something that ordinary people cannot learn, nor dare to learn.

First, you need a theoretical master like Yu Xiaogang to tell you the basic theory of mixed toxins from soul beasts. Second, you need someone like Tang San who has a profound knowledge of all kinds of poisons in the world.

Finally, one also needs the Xuan Tian Gong, the supreme skill of the Tang Sect, to guide the various mixed toxins from the soul beasts within the body to maintain a perfect balance, thereby significantly increasing physical strength and accelerating the cultivation speed of one's soul power.

A knocking sound rang out on the door.

"Come in," Tang San said calmly.

Then, the bright red tumor on his neck swelled slightly, like a heartbeat, and all the thick green fog in the room was drawn into it.

The thick green fog that had just filled the room vanished in an instant, as if it had never existed.

This tumor is neither an ornament nor caused by the backlash of mixed toxins from a soul beast.

The only damage that the mixed toxins from the soul beasts caused to Tang San was the permanent destruction of his appearance.

Its function is similar to the Eight Spider Lances, which can be considered an additional organ that can help Tang San control all poisons. However, it looks a bit disgusting, and most people simply cannot accept such a disgusting thing.

Yu Tianheng gently pushed open the closed door, peeked at Tang San who had finished his cultivation, and only then dared to step into the cold and damp room.

"Little San, look, this is the latest issue of the Spirit Hall's newspaper. It has issued a brand new wanted notice for the entire continent: Tang Hao, an evil spirit master, massacred civilians, and committed heinous crimes. A bounty of five million gold spirit coins is offered."

"Why don't we go and catch him for the bounty? He's a big fish worth five million gold soul coins. With the strength of our Royal Fighting Team of seven, plus your amazing hidden weapons, we're almost guaranteed to take him down."

"By the way, the soul skills you possess now all carry terrifying toxins. With the combined strength of the seven of us, we still have a good chance of ganging up on a Soul Saint."

Yu Tianheng, his face flushed with excitement, handed the newspaper to Tang San, gesturing for him to look at the pictures. The secretly taken photos were very clear, providing irrefutable evidence that Tang Hao had indeed massacred civilians.

Before Tang San revealed his second spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer, no one would have associated him with the current Tang Hao.

Of course, such things cannot be hidden from those who are interested.

But for a reckless man like Yu Tianheng, if you don't explain it clearly, he really won't know, which is why he made the ridiculous situation of asking someone's son to arrest someone's father.

Are you out of your mind? You want me to arrest my dad?

However, after looking up at Yu Tianheng's clueless expression, Tang San thought about his intelligence, frowned, and without much thought, directly refused, saying, "I'm not going. Tang Hao is my father."

There's no need to hide my identity anymore, and even the fact that I have twin martial souls is no longer something to conceal.

When an era produces a peerless genius like Dong Qing, other geniuses of the same era don't actually need to worry about being stifled by others, because they simply don't care about you.

This is a principle that Tang San has only recently come to understand. So what if his twin martial soul talents have been exposed? Perhaps someone will even support him to fight against Dong Qing.

"Tang Hao is your father? I'm sorry, mistress, I was confused and my mind wasn't clear, but right now your father, Tang Hao, has a wanted poster with a bounty of five million gold soul coins..."

Yu Tianheng's eyes widened immediately, but then he thought of Tang Yuehua. She seemed to be Tang San's aunt, and she was a direct descendant of the Haotian Sect.

Therefore, it's not surprising that Tang Hao and Tang San, who both share the surname Tang, are father and son.

"Brother Yu, don't worry about me, I'll find a way," Tang San said in a deep voice. In fact, he didn't know what to do either, but if he had the chance, he would definitely try to help Tang Hao.

Most importantly, Tang Hao is currently only wanted but has not been arrested, so there is no need to worry too much for the time being.

"Alright then, Xiao San, you should know that we're good brothers. If anything happens, remember to tell me." Yu Tianheng nodded. He originally wanted to pat Tang San on the shoulder, but after reaching out his hand, he hesitated for a long time before letting go.

Even Poison Douluo Dugu Bo assured him that the mixed toxins from the soul beasts in Tang San's body would not be contagious, but the psychological effect was still there, and he ultimately found it difficult to maintain a calm attitude.

"Yeah, don't worry, Boss Yu." Tang San didn't take it to heart. He was already used to this distance. Ever since he decided to walk the path of poison, it was destined that no one would dare to get close to him.

But in Douluo Continent, strength is paramount. Without strength, even breathing is wrong. There is nothing wrong with my path. As long as I can become stronger, what does it matter if I have to sacrifice more?

After Yu Tianheng left, the tumor on Tang San's neck trembled, and a thick green mist gushed out, instantly filling the entire room. At the same time, he picked up the newspaper on the ground and continued to read other news.

One minute later.

Newspapers also carried news about Haotian Sect paying money to climb the ladder, stating that they had wronged Tang Yuehua and that the whole thing was orchestrated by Tang Hao alone.

Thus, the blame was shifted from Tang Yuehua to Tang Hao, the scapegoat.

Besides the sales volume and the gold coin revenue generated by newspapers, there are other sources of income, such as the revenue from helping other forces climb the news, and this part is the main source of income for newspapers.

Tang San's eyes gradually turned cold, and a killing intent brewed in his heart.

"The Haotian Sect is truly despicable and shameless. The evidence of my father's killing of civilians is irrefutable, and I cannot refute it. However, my father has been expelled from the sect for many years, and now they are still trying to smear him."

Tang San dared not hate the Spirit Hall, and because of his mother, the Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin, he had no reason to hate the Spirit Hall. Therefore, he directly regarded the Clear Sky Sect as his mortal enemy.

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Chapter 210, Five Million Gold Soul Coins

Heaven Dou Empire, Soto City, Shrek Academy.

With a loud crash, the door shattered, scattering wooden pieces all over the ground. Zhao Wuji kicked the door down, making Shrek Academy's already dire situation even worse.

Zhao Wuji looked like a middle-aged man, with broad shoulders like city walls, and his brown leather jacket could not hide his strong muscles that looked like they were cast in steel.

Although his facial expression was amiable, his robust physique exuded a strong sense of intimidation.

His appearance was quite ordinary, and his physique was extremely robust, giving him a majestic lion-like presence. However, his height was a major drawback, preventing him from projecting a domineering aura.

"Zhao Wuji, you bastard! Do you even know how much this door costs?" Flander roared angrily.

Flanders looked to be around fifty years old, with some gray hair. Although not young, he was quite robust. He had a distinctive face, with a slightly protruding chin, wide cheekbones, a flat face, and a somewhat hooked nose, which could be described as resembling a shoe sole.

Even with his eyes closed, his face revealed a hint of cunning. He wore a pair of black-rimmed crystal glasses with rigid, square frames that gave him an odd appearance.

It has to be said that Liu Erlong might be a sucker for good looks. With his appearance, she had no choice but to back out. Did she really have to say something hurtful to him?

"I'm rich! I'm rich! Dean, don't be angry! Look at the latest issue of the newspaper in my hand! It's a wanted poster for Tang Hao, the Evil Soul Master, worth five million gold soul coins..."

Flander couldn't hear anything Zhao Wuji said next; all he could hear in his mind was the echo of five million gold soul coins.

However, Flander seemed to have thought of something and asked in a low voice, "Teacher Zhao, if I remember correctly, Tang Hao, isn't he the Haotian Douluo who was famous throughout the continent? The youngest Title Douluo? All of us from Shrek Academy combined wouldn't be enough to beat him with one hand, would we?"

Could it be that this guy is eyeing my position as dean?

Flander looked at Zhao Wuji with suspicion. He felt that this was courting death. Without the strength of a Title Douluo, how could he dare to capture a ruthless evil soul master like Tang Hao? What was this if not courting death?

"Oh dear, Dean, don't worry. I, Old Zhao, am not so careless in my work. Look here, it's written very clearly. He is no longer a Title Douluo. For unknown reasons, his strength has dropped to the level of a Soul Saint in the seventies."

Zhao Wuji pointed to a spot on the newspaper, where it clearly stated that Tang Hao's current strength was fluctuating around level 75.

Is it really true?

"really."

“But now, we’re preparing to take the children to participate in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament. We don’t have time to look for Tang Hao. Besides, with a continental wanted notice issued, nobody knows where he’s hiding. How are we supposed to find him?”

"Of course I know it won't be easy to find, but we still have to find a way. This is five million that can move! And ever since Mu Bai left, the financial situation of our Shrek Academy has been getting worse day by day."

"Whose fault is this?"