Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 494 Revenge
"Tang San!"

Above the clouds, an eye floats.

It is formed by the fusion of martial soul, soul skill and soul bone. Before Tang San discovered Han Tao, Han Tao had already noticed the newcomer on the sea.

"May I ask who you are?"

Poseidon stands suspended in mid-air.

The mental energy swept over Han Tao's body and found that Han Tao's soul power level was only Soul Douluo, so he frowned.

Then he turned his gaze to Ning Rongrong, a hint of amazement appearing on his face.

"At this age, to be a Title Douluo is truly an extraordinary talent!"

After carefully considering his words, Tang San introduced himself to Poseidon, who was standing next to him.

"She is Ning Rongrong!"

"Ning Fengzhi's daughter from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School once studied at Shrek Academy."

Ning Rongrong has been in a bad mood lately because Han Tao and Ye Lingling's physical transformation has given her a qualitative change in her cultivation talent, but she has not benefited from it at all.

Then, with an icy expression, she snapped, "Tang San, stop talking nonsense about your crappy academy and your crappy master!"

"Ha, ungrateful wretch!"

Tang San smiled proudly: "Her martial soul was able to evolve because of Grandmaster's achievements!"

"Yu Xiaogang has this kind of ability?"

Poseidon inevitably faces skepticism.

Just as he was about to take a closer look at Ning Rongrong, the thick fog slowly rising from the sea blocked his view.

"Illusion?"

Poseidon sneered: "I have seen similar methods in the hands of Haiwang Douluo."

"Illusions can obscure sight, hearing, and touch, but dimensions cannot obscure the ocean, which is truly a vast and boundless sea!"

"And you, Han Tao, are nothing more than a Contra player."

His soul power surged within his robes, a spirituality beyond perception, allowing him to locate Han Tao.

Poseidon's arrogant and flamboyant eyes, along with the summoning of his martial soul, revealed a giant sea turtle, like an island, that supported his body as the earth gradually rose.

"How disgusting!"

Ye Lingling spat in disgust.

Because the sea turtle is covered with a dense swarm of barnacles, it is extremely uncomfortable for people with trypophobia.

"Poseidon's peak Douluo level?"

"Even a normal person's martial soul can easily remove the barnacles that parasitize it, so why is he experiencing this?"

“No, you don’t understand!” Poseidon smiled contemptuously.

The sea turtle spewed out a powerful torrent, sweeping towards Han Tao's location. He thought he could achieve victory, but Han Tao simply waved his finger casually, and the so-called torrent shattered and dissipated.

"how is this possible?"

Poseidon's expression changed; he was incredulous.

Tang San turned the soul tool again, his fingers touching the Buddha's Wrath Lotus, and then paused.

"Hidden weapons are countered by illusions."

"Because you never know where your hidden weapon will fly in the next second."

Yes, he hesitated, not because he was afraid of hurting Poseidon; Tang San was not stingy with the lives of his companions.

What truly made Tang San hesitate was that his hidden weapon was not as powerful as the vortex generated by Poseidon, and since that was the case, there was no point in activating the hidden weapon.

"Damn it!"

Han Tao's eyes were cold: "Tang San, I'm very curious, since your grandfather isn't here, why do you dare to appear before me?"

The illusion, the mirror image, deepens gradually.

On the vast sea, a space belonging to a dreamlike realm is carved out; it is a reflection of the entire world.

"Han Tao, don't be too happy yet!"

Tang San forced a smile, opened the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlight, and took out a special gem.

Ning Rongrong explained, "This is a kind of gemstone that can transmit information."

The mysterious power traveled to great distances, and Tang Chen, sitting on the throne of the City of Slaughter, slightly raised his eyes.

"Message from Tang San, the great-grandson?"

"Han Tao is on Seagod Island. Tang San wants me to go and rescue him. Hmph!"

Tang Chen remained calm and composed, even brewing a Bloody Mary.

Watching the bright red blood surge, he comfortably crossed his legs, thinking to himself.

"My great-grandson Tang San seems to possess some kind of power, but I cannot observe this power for the time being."

"But what I am certain of is that Bibi Dong's martial soul evolved to the god level, and at the same time devoured the nine-headed bat tissue structure in my body, and exhausted the Yellow Spring Dew strengthened by the snow-white swan's kiss, it was because of its power."

A cold smile appeared on Tang Chen's lips.

Since Han Tao wants to kill Tang San and avenge his disciple, then let him do it! "Tang San is truly a perfect bait."

"After you kill Tang San, and then suffer the malice of this power, I will go to Seagod Island to take revenge. How will you deal with it then?"

He swirled the wine glass in his hand, gazed at the boundless sea to the southwest, and awaited the final curtain call.

Over there, there's the sea!
Poseidon is the high priestess of Poseidon Island and also an old friend of Tang Chen.

This means that Han Tao can no longer use the method of escaping underground to avoid his Haotian Hammer and his sudden attack.

Poseidon was also caught up in the illusion.

A level 97 peak Douluo, he could be considered a strong figure in the Douluo Continent and Seagod Island, but his strength was truly insufficient in front of Han Tao.

"Hmph, a peak Douluo?"

"A demigod's body, the multi-dimensional synergy of a martial soul true form, and the three-transformation system of Blue Silver Grass."

Whether it's physique, soul power, martial soul strength, or even microscopic talents like meridian talent, Han Tao far surpasses Poseidon.

Grabbing his neck, Han Tao leaned close, his cold voice reaching his ear.

Are you satisfied with this situation?

Poseidon's voice was hoarse as he kept repeating, "How is this possible? How is this possible? How is this possible?"

"I am a peak Douluo, while you are just a Soul Douluo. Why am I powerless to resist?"

With a slight exertion of force, Poseidon immediately felt his neck gradually snap and life force begin to emerge.

The random burst of soul power caused Tang San to be thrown to the stern of the boat.

"Poseidon"

“I have no hatred between us, so I have no need to kill you.”

"But I'm very curious, why did you choose to let barnacles parasitize your martial soul?"

Poseidon struggled, but to no avail; at this point, he was no different from the pirate.

Suddenly noticing Han Tao's merciless gaze, his mind went blank.

"I say, I say, because of the ocean, because of the elements!"

"My martial soul is a sea turtle. My talent is not as good as other soul masters. I can't even break through to the Soul Saint level."

"I cannot obtain the elements of the ocean, cannot understand the power of the vast sea, and cannot even glimpse the tides, so I have no choice but to find another way."

"One day, I discovered a special kind of barnacle that possessed the characteristics of the deep sea, and I obtained its power by parasitizing it."

"so."

Han Tao remained expressionless, then suddenly focused his gaze on the direction of the Killing City.

Poseidon and Tang Chen are old friends, and this so-called Poseidon might have had some interaction with Tang Chen.

"The Nine-Headed Bat System is the route that was explored from here."

“Barnacles have opened up entirely new possibilities, even acquiring a divine quality that is difficult to fathom.”

"Tang Chen stood on the shoulders of giants, perfected the system of barnacle parasitism, used the base wine of the nine-headed bat to control and sublimate his bloodline to drive his killing intent, and used the poison of the Yellow Spring Dew to sublimate his soul. His killing intent and killing aura matched the divine test to usurp his divinity and advance to become a peerless Douluo."

"Compared to barnacle parasites, the nine-headed bat system is undoubtedly more perfect."

As Han Tao was speaking, Tang San, suppressing the flames of revenge, started the sails and prepared to escape the area.

"Want to run!"

Ye Lingling's expression turned cold.

She vividly remembered that Tang San had destroyed her mother's dantian, and this hatred could not be forgotten.

"First Soul Skill: Healing!"

When soul power is synchronized, healing soul power can permeate the body, and the erroneous proliferation of healing soul power allows the Nine-Heart Begonia to possess destructive power that is unimaginable to ordinary people.

"Ah-"

My meridians were tingling, and my forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Tang San moved with ghostly speed, but he couldn't escape the range of the healing soul power.

"How could a Nine-Heart Begonia possibly have any offensive capabilities?"

"How can a healing martial soul possibly develop into an offensive one? This is different from what the master said."

The stinging pain gradually spread, and spread.
Extending to the dantian, the central location of the Xuan Tian Gong.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, it exploded!

It swells up and then bursts like a bubble.

Ye Lingling said softly and silently, "This is revenge, and also a search."

"I'd like to see if you have any way to heal your dantian."

Just as Tang San shattered Ye Junlan's meridians and dantian to test whether he could heal his own meridians, she was also searching for a way to heal her mother's dantian.

(End of this chapter)