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

These three cannot be questioned, therefore they are blended into one; their upper part is not bright, their lower part is not dark. They are continuous and cannot be named, ultimately returning to nothingness.

The old man, who believed in the natural order, had only seen Dongqing by chance, out of a momentary interest.

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Douluo Continent, Mysterious Area, Rakshasa Temple, Underground Palace, Fifth Trial Space.

With a bang, a small, fiery red flag appeared from the void and slammed directly onto Dong Qing's head, knocking him to the ground.

"Ouch! That hurts!" Dong Qing quickly covered his head. He felt a sharp, tearing pain in his head, just like when he had just awakened his Heavenly Horned Ant Martial Soul.

Reaching out to touch it, Dong Qing's eyes widened immediately upon seeing the bright red blood. He then looked at the small, seemingly wooden flag on the ground, and his eyes widened even further.

"Damn, this is definitely a divine artifact, otherwise how could it have made me bleed so easily?" Dong Qing thought to himself.

Dongqing picked up the small red flag and examined it carefully, but couldn't figure it out. It seemed to be just an ordinary wooden flag.

Seeing that Bibi Dong was still locked in battle with the demonized white tiger, the silver sword light grew stronger and stronger, leaving many bloody wounds on the demonized white tiger. It was only a matter of time before she defeated it.

The reason is simple: this demonized white tiger has spent too much effort on Dongqing, but forgot that the person who really wants its life is this seemingly harmless woman in front of it.

"But it's better to confirm, just in case it's just an ordinary flag." Dong Qing held the small red flag, feeling that its unremarkable appearance was unworthy of the title of divine artifact.

Thinking of this, Dongqing threw the small red flag, which finally hit the demonized white tiger.

Unfortunately, to everyone's disappointment, the little red flag was just like any other ordinary flag, and was simply flung away by the fur of the demonized white tiger.

"Roar!" The demonized white tiger roared.

It was as if it were saying, "Are you insulting me? You actually threw a plain wooden flag at me? You could at least have used an axe, and I would have considered that as a sign of respect!"

"Wait a minute, didn't it just hit me?" Dong Qing ignored the demonized white tiger. What could a dying tiger do if it mocked you?

He stepped forward, picked up the small red flag, looking puzzled, and then tentatively hit it on his forehead.

"Bang!" Hot blood flowed down his forehead.

"Fuck you..." Dong Qing fell backward, wanting to utter a thousand curses.

Good heavens! This thing is my weakness, it absolutely cannot be obtained by any outsider.

Absolutely not...

"Roar!" The demonized white tiger roared again.

Human! I understand what you mean. You didn't want to kill me with her, so you put on a show for me.

Bibi Dong glanced at Dong Qing sideways. She didn't understand what Dong Qing was doing either, but now that the demonized white tiger was about to die, she just needed to stabilize the current battle situation.

After all, she couldn't let Dongqing kill the demonized white tiger. If that were the case, who would be conducting the Five Trials of Rakshasa?

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In the eternally silent void of Douluo Star, the phantom of the soul of the female horned ant, Yu Niang, appeared.

"A strange little flag appeared inexplicably beside the Ninth Prince. Could it be some kind of unknown weapon recognizing its master? But why does it look so ordinary, and why can the Ninth Prince only use it to harm himself?"

"But that's normal. After all, this world is different from the one I came from. The laws of heaven and earth, and the divine weapons are all different, so it's only natural."

"In the nine heavens and ten earths, there are some exceptionally talented individuals who have even obtained divine weapons that recognize them as their masters, but there is nothing as strange as this little flag. Not only does it have no precious light, but it is also completely ineffective at hitting people. It would hurt quite a bit if used to hit oneself."

Although the illusory soul of the female ant Jade Maiden did not understand what level of divine weapon the small red flag belonged to, the fact that it could make Dongqing bleed from the head meant that it was definitely not a simple thing.

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The Rakshasa Temple, an underground palace, the fifth trial space.

"Roar!" A mournful roar rang out.

The demonized white tiger's limbs gradually weakened, its body trembled, and its tall body, already stained red with blood, gradually lost its strength. Finally, the giant tiger, which was seven or eight meters tall and more than ten meters long, collapsed to the ground.

"Go to hell," Bibi Dong said coldly.

The sword in her hand had already pierced the neck of the demonized white tiger, blood gushing out like a spring. Its huge tiger eyes were filled with resentment and longing for the human world.

It knew that even without that human boy expending his own energy, it would still be very likely to be killed by the woman in front of it, but it would definitely not be as easy for her to kill it as it is now.

Under his own extreme burst of power, even if he doesn't drag her to her death, he can at least leave her severely injured and on the verge of death.

Watching a black, ten-thousand-year soul ring slowly float up, Bibi Dong breathed a sigh of relief. Before she could even celebrate passing her fifth test, she rushed to Dong Qing's side.

"Xiaoqing, are you alright? How did you get hurt?"

Bibi Dong didn't care at all that her clothes were tattered and torn all over by tiny wind blades. She embraced Dong Qing, who was lying on his back on the ground.

If Dong Qing hadn't wasted so much of the demonized white tiger's strength and soul power, it would have been very dangerous for her to defeat the demonized white tiger on her own, given that her soul power, soul skills, and soul bones were all sealed.

If you can avoid risking your life, who would want to gamble with their life?

"Uh... Teacher, I'm fine!" Dong Qing shook his head, feeling the sensation from the back of his head. He was surprised to find that his teacher seemed to be under a lot of pressure as well.

Chapter 133, The Match That Is About to Begin

A small red flag, it may hurt yourself but not others.

At this moment, Dongqing felt desperate. He really wanted to throw away the little red flag in his hand, but he was afraid that someone else would get it and then use it to hurt him.

Just as he was pondering, Bibi Dong noticed the small red flag clutched tightly in Dong Qing's hand and asked, "Xiao Qing, what is this flag...?"

“A flag that I really want to destroy completely,” Dongqing murmured.

"Is that so? Xiaoqing, throw it away. After you pass the Five Trials of Rakshasa, your teacher has recovered his soul power and will help you destroy it."

Bibi Dong didn't ask Dong Qing why he wanted to destroy the small red flag in front of him, just as Dong Qing had previously refused the qualification for the Rakshasa God position assessment without hesitation.

Upon hearing this, Dongqing decisively threw it out, and it flew very, very far away. When Bibi Dong saw this, her soul power surged, and the terrifying soul power caused the space to tremble.

next moment.

Dong Qing stared at the small red flag that had instantly appeared in his palm, his dark pupils slowly widening, and an expression of utter speechlessness appeared on his handsome face.

A few minutes later.

"Teacher, I didn't feel anything! It doesn't hurt at all when it hits someone," Bibi Dong asked, puzzled. She held the small red flag in her hand and hit her forehead, but nothing happened.

"I don't believe it!" Dong Qing reached out and the small red flag instantly disappeared from Bibi Dong's hand and came into his palm. Being cautious, he gently tapped his own arm this time.

"I..." A sharp pain shot through her, and the little red flag fell to the ground, leaving a red mark on her arm, which made Bibi Dong look puzzled. Just as she tried to take the little red flag without Dong Qing's permission...

She discovered that no matter how hard she tried, the small red flag on the ground remained motionless, as if it were growing on the ground itself.

It wasn't until Dongqing, enduring the pain in her arm, picked up the small red flag and placed it in Bibi Dong's palm that she realized the small red flag had returned to normal.

"Teacher, hit me once. I want to see if it will hurt me if someone else hits me," Dongqing said.

“But…” Bibi Dong hesitated. She couldn’t bear to hurt Dong Qing; he was her precious treasure.

"Teacher, please help me with the experiment!" Dongqing pleaded.

Left with no other choice, Bibi Dong gently tapped Dong Qing's palm with a small red flag.

"Hey! It's okay!" Dong Qing was overjoyed at first, then his face turned gloomy and he said in a low voice, "I can't throw this thing away. It doesn't hurt when I hit people, and it doesn't hurt when others hit me, but why does it hurt so much when I hit myself?"

Hearing this, Bibi Dong's expression turned strange. She wanted to laugh, but she held it back and asked in a peculiar tone, "So, Xiao Qing, why did you hit yourself?"

After these words were spoken, the air fell silent.

.........

Just as the atmosphere became awkward, the shadowy woman [Rakshasa God Spirit Imprint] appeared in front of them and said, "Congratulations to examiners Bibi Dong and Dong Qing for passing the Rakshasa Five Trials."

[Bibi Dong has passed the test and is rewarded with 20% of the Rakshasa Intent and a divinely bestowed Soul Ring.]

[Dongqing's assistance in passing the assessment will reward all his spirit rings with a 3,000-year increase in age.]

At the same time, two mysterious voices resounded in Dongqing and Bibi Dong's minds. They looked at each other and knew that they had both received the reward for passing the divine test.

"Teacher, I have received the reward of increasing the age of all my spirit rings by three thousand years. If this happens a few more times, all of my spirit rings will evolve into ten-thousand-year spirit rings."

Dong Qing felt this was a good deal; he thought the participants would get nothing. He never expected there would be a reward for increasing the age of his Soul Ring.

His second spirit ring came from the Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Beast King of Ants, a purple spirit ring of nine thousand years. It has now evolved into a ten-thousand-year black spirit ring. Only his first spirit ring is still a six-thousand-year purple spirit ring because it is only three thousand years old.

Although Dongqing does not rely on soul power, who would deliberately refuse to become stronger if they could have more power?

Bibi Dong nodded slightly and said, "Yes, Teacher received the reward of the Rakshasa Intent, which should be the essence of inheriting the divine position. In addition, there is also a divinely bestowed soul ring."

As she spoke, a small, bright red sphere appeared in her palm, radiating a mysterious aura—this was the divinely bestowed soul ring.

A divinely bestowed spirit ring allows the user to acquire the most needed spirit skills and the highest level spirit ring they can withstand without having to hunt spirit beasts.

This shows that spirit rings are man-made, specifically designed to trap spirit beasts and keep them in a perpetual state of despair, being hunted by humans.

"Congratulations, teacher. Now your second martial soul, the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor, will receive another 100,000-year soul ring," Dong Qing said.

After saying that, he stepped forward, looked at the divine soul ring in Bibi Dong's palm, picked it up and weighed it gently before putting it back in her palm.

“Xiao Qing, stop talking nonsense. Didn’t you also receive the reward for increasing the age of your Soul Ring? Most importantly, you were lucky enough to get a magical little flag,” Bibi Dong said.

"Sigh, teacher, it's great when it hits me, but it's no good when it hits people," Dongqing sighed.

The only thing that comforted him was that he was the one who got hurt by hitting himself; he didn't react when others hit him with the little red flag.

"Don't act all innocent after getting a good deal. Maybe it can save your life someday, Xiaoqing." Bibi Dong reached out and pinched Dongqing's cheek, very dissatisfied with his regretful look after getting something good.

"It will save me? How? The best salvation for me is not to use it to smash myself." Dong Qing shrugged indifferently.

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The Rakshasa Temple, the center of the underground palace, the fifth stone tablet.

[The Fifth Test of the Rakshasa]

[If you can defeat a mature demonized white tiger head-on without using your own soul power, soul skills, soul bones, domain, or amplification, you can invite friends to join the challenge, but the invited person must be no older than sixteen.]

[Approved]

Because of Dongqing's involvement as an examiner, the content of Bibi Dong's subsequent nine trials of Rakshasa also changed to some extent, and all of these changes were inextricably linked to him.

This is the power of fate. Because of Dongqing's appearance, Bibi Dong's Nine Trials of Rakshasa unknowingly embarked on the path of the future Tang San's Nine Trials of the Sea God.

Under the watchful eyes of Dongqing and Bibi Dong, the sixth stone tablet slowly rose from the ground, and the contents of the sixth test of Rakshasa slowly emerged.

[The Sixth Test of the Rakshasa]

[Defeat Poseidon, the High Priestess of Poseidon Island, in a draw on the open sea for ten hours without losing. There are no restrictions, and you can invite friends to join the challenge, but the invited friends must be under eighteen years old.]