Starting from the young master of Haotian Sect

"But, Dad, you can't take advantage of your seniority. Xiaoxue is a human being, not a puppet. She should make her own choices instead of following the orders of her elders."

"Furthermore, each of the nine angel trials lasts five to ten years. This means that the Angel God also allows participants to have their own time, rather than training day and night."

Qian Xunji took out the Pope's scepter and said, "I, by order of the Pope, allow Saint Qian Renxue to represent the Wuhun Academy in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition. Of course, you must pass the academy's selection."

"Also, you have to complete the second test and refine one of the six soul bones of the Angel Armor, understand?"

"Got it!" Qian Renxue glanced at Qian Daoliu, then picked up the flowers and cake and flew back to practice. She hoped to finish the second test as soon as possible.

Seeing Qian Renxue leaving and being surrounded by golden light on the golden lotus again, Qian Xunji immediately retracted his filial smile, and the speed at which his expression changed was jaw-dropping.

"It's a pity. It would have been better if that woman had given birth to a boy." Qian Xunji raised the corners of his mouth and said in a low voice.

Hearing his son's words, even his father, Qian Daoliu, couldn't help but speak harshly. He used his soul power to transmit a message, saying sternly, "How dare you bring that up? Xiaoxue now thinks her mother died in an accident. If Xiaoxue knew the reason for her birth, her heart would probably be shattered, and she wouldn't even be able to pass the Nine Angel Trials!"

If the man in front of him was not his son, he really wanted to slap this beast to death.

Qian Daoliu was not against Qian Renxue leaving the Worship Hall. He just didn't want Qian Renxue to be too close to Qian Xunji or trust him too much.

Qian Xunji showed no regrets for what he had done. His eyes were calm as he said, "Dad, I am doing this for the eternal legacy of our Spirit Hall, for the glory of God to once again illuminate the Douluo Continent, and for the long-cherished wish of our Qian family for generations to come."

Qianxun looked at the somewhat angry Qian Daoliu with a chuckle and said, "Dad, you discovered it long ago. With your ability, you could have rescued Bibi Dong from the Pope's secret room and prevented the birth of the fetus in her womb, but you didn't. This is because you knew that Bibi Dong possessed twin martial spirits. Only a mother with twin martial spirits can give birth to the most powerful and perfect angel martial spirit, and only then can the Nine Trials occur."

"Instead of a defective product like me!"

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu sighed deeply. Just as his son said, he did not try to save or stop it at the beginning, and now he has no right to say anything. He also knows that in his heart he hopes that someone will really appear to inherit the throne of the angel god.

"Remember, Qian Renxue is already undergoing the Nine Trials of an Angel. If anyone attacks her, I will kill him at all costs, even if that person is my own son." Qian Daoliu's tone was filled with strong threats, and it was obvious that he was absolutely serious.

Qianxunji said without comment: "Dad, Xiaoxue is my daughter."

Qian Daoliu smiled coldly and said, "Back then, Bibi Dong also regarded you as her father."

"How can this be the same?"

I guess Qian Xunji could never have imagined at this moment that the wish he was looking forward to would eventually be smashed to pieces by a hammer.

At this time, on the other side of the Haotian City, the Haotian Soul Fighting Arena was already packed with people, and the tickets were sold at sky-high prices, because Tang San, the son of Haotian Douluo, had finally set his sights on the first battle in the Soul Fighting Arena.

Looking at the battle information on the huge soul guide light screen of the fighting arena, the six words [Tang San vs. Tang Lihui] suddenly appeared. Seeing that both of them had the surname Tang, everyone had more or less guessed something.

"Fuck, this Haotian Douluo's son's first battle is too weird. Why does he have to be someone from the same clan?"

"This is Tang San's first time participating in a battle, right? The rules of the Fighting Spirit Arena are consecutive wins versus consecutive wins. Tang Lihui doesn't have a winning streak either, so I guess there won't be much suspense." Someone knew the rules of the Fighting Spirit Arena. Those with zero consecutive wins would naturally fight against those with zero consecutive wins, so Tang Lihui must have lost the last battle or had never participated in the competition.

A spectator who had been keeping an eye on the fighting arena denied it, saying, "No, no, no, you don't know that. Tang Lihui's three-game winning streak ended in his last match. He's quite strong, and his points are almost 100, making him a bronze badge keeper."

At this time, on the ring, Tang Lihui, who had been waiting early, was almost grinning. He was very depressed that his three-game winning streak was ended, but he didn't expect that the God of Luck would favor him and let him face Tang San!

Countless disciples within the Haotian Sect hoped to face Tang San. This was a chance to make a name for themselves! Even if they lost, it didn't matter. Losing to Tang San was guaranteed to be a win, and winning was a huge profit!

Not only did Tang Lihui arrive early, but the referee was also standing in the middle waiting. He was even wearing a tuxedo. His strength was the highest among all the referees in the entire Fighting Spirit Arena, reaching the Soul Emperor level.

It was unbelievable that a Soul Emperor would preside over a competition between two Iron-level Soul Emperors, but now everyone thinks it is reasonable.

"coming!!"

Someone in the audience suddenly shouted, and all the audience looked towards the other entrance of the stage. They saw the entrance door slowly opening as the guards pulled it.

Tang San stood straight, wearing a white robe and a leather glove on his left hand, and strode to the center of the stage.

"Martial Soul Clear Sky Hammer, twenty-fourth level Great Soul Master, Tang San, please give me your guidance."

Chapter 25 Don't Throw It Away

"My martial soul is the Clear Sky Hammer, and I'm a level 24 Great Spirit Master. I'm Tang San, and I'll be happy to teach you." Tang San bowed to his opponent in front of him. As the son of Clear Sky Douluo, he certainly needed to have some decent skills.

When the audience heard Tang San report his spiritual power cultivation, instead of praising him, they frowned, with a hint of displeasure in their eyes.

"Level 24? I thought he was at most level 20, or around level 21."

"It's been delayed until level 24. This son of Haotian Douluo is a bit of a coward."

Not only the audience, but also Tang Lihui on the opposite side frowned, because there is an unwritten rule among the disciples of Haotian Sect, that is, as a disciple of Haotian Sect, there is no limit on the level of the fighting spirit field.

What this means is that as long as you reach level 9, , or , you can enter the fighting arena. You don't have to deliberately stay at level to gain points or badges.

There is no doubt that when a level 29 beats a level 20, the level 29 must have a huge advantage. Although Tang San is not level 29 now, he has already reached level 24. For those who are dissatisfied with Tang San's title as the son of Haotian Douluo, this is an act of deliberately holding back on level.

After all, everyone thought that Tang San would appear in the fighting arena at level 20, so a group of people at level 29 were waiting, hoping to defeat Tang San with their level advantage.

But what they didn't know was that Tang San didn't deliberately limit his level. Absorbing the Millennium Soul Ring itself would greatly increase his soul power level. In addition, after eating Tang Niu's delicacies and changing his killing mentality, his soul power level automatically increased by one level, becoming the current level twenty-four.

"I was wondering why he signed up for the Soul Fighting Arena after more than four years. It turns out he only came after reaching level 24."

"But he's only ten years old now, and he's already level 24!?"

"I feel like he's a bit slow. You forget, he was born with full soul power and started practicing from level ten."

"Oh, yes!"

For a moment, there was a lot of discussion on the field because of Tang San's level.

"Tang Lihui, an inner disciple of the Haotian Sect, with the Haotian Hammer as my martial spirit, is a level 29 Great Spirit Master. I am grateful for your guidance." As soon as Tang Lihui finished speaking, he summoned his Haotian Hammer. In an instant, two yellow spirit rings appeared under Tang Lihui's feet.

With Tang San's cultivation level, he naturally heard the audience's discussions. Of course, he didn't care about those discussions!

Tang San took a step forward with his right foot. The moment his foot stepped down, the killing spirit in his left hand was activated. The soul power in his body spread out like a nuclear explosion. The sharp killing intent wave hit the audience seats, and the drink cups in the front row exploded collectively!

Tang Lihui was so frightened that he took two steps back, his eyes widening as he exclaimed, "This is fucking level 24?!"

Seeing that both sides were ready, the referee stopped talking and just gave the start signal, starting this battle that was the focus of the entire fight.

The speed of sound propagation had just reached everyone's ears when it was followed by a loud bang, and then cracks appeared on the stone bricks on the ground, and a white shadow flashed by as fast as lightning.

In less than 0.1 seconds, the killing martial spirit was unleashed, the soul power was circulated, and the ghost shadow was activated. The speed was so fast that it rushed in front of Tang Lihui in almost the blink of an eye.

Tang Lihui was worthy of being an inner disciple who had awakened the Clear Sky Hammer. He reacted quickly and subconsciously used the Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique, suddenly throwing the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand.

Facing the rapidly flying Clear Sky Hammer, Tang San's eyes were calm and sharp, a purple light flashed in his Purple Demon Eye, he twisted his body, dodged the Clear Sky Hammer sideways, then stretched out his left hand and grabbed the handle of the flying Clear Sky Hammer, like Tai Chi using the force to counter attack, took the hammer and turned around.

There was a whoosh of wind, and before the audience could react, Tang Lihui could only see the face of his Clear Sky Hammer. At that time, the Clear Sky Hammer was only one centimeter away from his face. If Tang San had not stopped, the Clear Sky Hammer would have blown his head off.

"I give up."

Most of the people present didn't see what happened. The game was over in the blink of an eye. When Tang Lihui said "surrender" from his mouth, they finally reacted.

"Oh my God!" Several people in the front row stood up in fright.

"He, doesn't even have a martial spirit?"

"No, no, no, this isn't right! He hasn't even used his martial arts spirit, so why is he so fast?"

"Wait, he caught the Clear Sky Hammer with his bare hands??? Ah? This is a freaking humanoid beast!"

For a moment, everyone present was dumbfounded. This was completely beyond their common sense. How could a person be so strong without a martial spirit?

At this moment, in the shadows to one side of the fighting arena, a figure cloaked in a black robe frowned and took out a pen. The faint insignia of the Spirit Hall could be seen on the pen as it recorded, "The son of Clear Sky Douluo is more powerful than expected. It is initially suspected that the Clear Sky Sect's body-building methods and the Po Yi Clan's medicines have aided in the forging of this powerful physique."

"Preliminary estimates suggest that this boy's current physical strength is comparable to that of Haotian Douluo at the age of ten."

For the Spirit Hall, Tang San has actually never been their target. What they really care about is the Haotian Sect, or more precisely, Tang Hao. They don't want a second Tang Hao to appear. As for whether there is Tang San or not, it doesn't matter.

According to the Spirit Hall's speculation, Tang Hao has blazed a trail that no one before him has taken, and his physical strength is comparable to that of a soul beast!

It is no secret that the Haotian Sect has a special way of body training. The Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique is the Haotian Sect's special body training method. This hammer method, which looks like ironworking, is actually used to train the body. By continuously hammering the metal over and over again, every muscle in the body can be trained, and this is also the foundation of the Haotian Sect.

Among them, Tang Hao's physical strength even surpassed that of all the previous masters of the Haotian Sect, but no one knew how Tang Hao did it.

And now the thing that the Spirit Hall fears the most has happened. Tang Hao's son also possesses a physical strength beyond common sense, at least that's what it seems in their eyes.

With a thud, Tang San placed the Clear Sky Hammer on the ground and said, "The secret of the Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique is not to throw the Clear Sky Hammer around randomly. When you are not sure of victory, don't throw the Clear Sky Hammer around randomly."

Tang Lihui was also anxious. Seeing Tang San's terrifying speed made him confused. He threw out the Clear Sky Hammer directly, but Tang San found an opening.

Tang Lihui retracted the Clear Sky Hammer and said with a wry smile, "Thank you for your guidance, Young Sect Master."

Hearing this, Tang San was stunned and denied it: "I am not the Young Sect Master."

Tang Lihui raised his eyebrows and flattered him, "It's only a matter of time, Young Master. With your talent and strength, who can defeat you?"

Tang San didn't respond, but strangely, he didn't leave the fighting arena immediately. Instead, he looked towards the platform and said meaningfully, "Since there's an arrangement, then go on stage. I haven't consumed much spirit power, so I can continue."

Chapter 26: Which is stronger, beast spirit or weapon spirit?

Tang San is not stupid either. His father knows his strength best. It is not difficult to win consecutive games and accumulate 100 points in the Black Iron level Fighting Spirit Arena. Not to mention him, some talented disciples of the Haotian Sect can do it.

So Tang San guessed at once that his father must have 'other arrangements'!

Hearing Tang San's shout, a burly man appeared next to the black-robed man from the Spirit Hall. The emblem on the man's clothes was clearly the Elephant Armor Sect, one of the four lower sects.

"Did your Elephant Armor Sect send someone?" The black-robed man from the Spirit Hall glanced at the Elephant Armor Sect elder next to him and asked.

Hu Yanning of the Elephant Armor Sect cupped his fists towards the black-robed man and said politely, "Reporting to the Bishop, Tang Hao has contacted the Sect Master and hopes to send a powerful Great Spirit Master to test Tang San's actual combat strength."

Hearing this, the black-robed man sneered and said, "Oh, it seems that Tang Hao really looks down on your Elephant Armor Sect and lets you be the human tester of the Soul Crystal."

Hu Yanning snorted coldly and said dissatisfiedly, "Humph, that Tang Hao is so arrogant. He even allows us to use drugs, armor and other external forces. How contemptuous of us!"

Hu Yanning was furious when he heard Tang Hao's request. How could he look down on others like that? What did he mean by borrowing external forces casually? If the other party was not Haotian Douluo, he would not be able to leave the gate of Xiangjia Sect!

A strange look flashed across the eyes of the Spirit Hall's bishop, and then he took out a round object from the soul guide.

"Bishop, what is this?" Hu Yanning asked.

The Spirit Hall Bishop smiled slightly and said, "This is a pill refined by my Spirit Hall. It can temporarily double the soul power of users below Soul Venerable level, thus increasing their strength."

When Hu Yanning heard that it was a pill that could increase strength, his eyes widened. This kind of pill that directly increases strength is very precious. He asked, "I wonder what side effects this pill has?"

Hu Yanning is not stupid either. This kind of elixir that temporarily increases soul power cannot be without side effects.

The Spirit Hall's bishop sneered and said with a hint of meaning, "What does it matter if there are side effects? He's just a Great Spirit Master."

The Spirit Hall Bishop directly stuffed the pill into Hu Yanning's hand and said, "I don't care what means you use. The Pope needs to know the true strength of that kid named Tang San and whether he has the potential to become the next Tang Hao."

"This is an order. If your Elephant Armor Sect wishes to replace the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex as the strongest Beast Spirit Sect and become one of the top three sects, then you must serve the Pope well. In the future, the Pope will surely fulfill your wish."

Looking at the pill in his hand, Huyan Ning's eyes flashed with ruthlessness. Their Xiangjia Sect didn't even have a Titled Douluo. The strongest sect leader, "Tianxiang" Huyan Zhen, was only level 89. Although he was only one level away from level , he was afraid that there was no hope in this lifetime.

The gap in strength between the top three sects and the bottom four sects is so huge that it is difficult for outsiders to understand. If the bottom four sects really want to surpass the top three sects, the Spirit Hall is their only hope.

While the Elephant Armor Sect and the Spirit Hall were hesitating, Tang San on the field was already killing everyone.

Although the soul masters from the other three lower four sects, Wind Sword Sect, Fire Leopard Sect, and Rock Antelope Sect, were all level 29, their strength was similar to Tang Lihui. Tang San simply activated the Killing Martial Soul and improved his physical fitness. With the blessing of Ghost Shadow Mirage and Purple Demon Eye, he only needed to use his bare hands to beat the three without any chance of fighting back.