Douluo: Yu Hao is reborn, this Tang San is different

Chapter 101 Just click it
On the Battle Arena, the members of the Mad Rhino team have fallen into an unprecedented predicament.

Dai Mubai was enveloped in shimmering blue silver grass, like an invincible war god. No matter how fiercely the rhinoceros's horn struck, he did not retreat an inch. Each time he was injured, the vines would immediately surge with rich life energy, and the wounds would heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Damn it! This guy is unkillable!" Veins bulged on Mad Rhino's forehead, his eyes filled with disbelief. His third soul skill, Mad Rhino Charge, had clearly hit Dai Mubai head-on three times, but the opponent not only didn't fall, but instead grew stronger with each battle!
"Captain! We need to deal with that control-type Soul Master first!" the alluring woman—the control-type Soul Master, Spider Demon, from the Berserker Team—shouted sharply. Her Martial Soul was the rare Human-Faced Demon Spider, but against Tang San's Blue Silver Grass, her spider silk was completely suppressed!
"Want to mess with the mistress? You'll have to get past me first!" Xiao Wu's figure flashed like a ghost, her slender legs drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and she kicked the spider's side with a backbend.

The spider hastily dodged, but Xiao Wu was too fast. Her spider legs and hair quickly intertwined into a web in an attempt to block.

however--

"boom!"

Xiao Wu's toe struck the weakest point of the spider web precisely, tearing it apart! The spider grunted, staggering backward, a flicker of horror in its eyes:
"How did she know about my soul power nodes?!"

—Of course, it was Tang San who told her.

Tang San stood still, his eyes swirling with purple light, his Purple Demon Eyes already seeing through the flow of the demon spider's soul power. He lightly raised his right hand, and several strands of Blue Silver Grass shot out from the ground like nimble snakes, instantly entangling the two monkey-type agility-attack soul masters who were attempting to launch a sneak attack.

"Don't even think about getting around her," Tang San said calmly. At the same time, he flicked his left hand, and three bone-piercing nails shot out, accurately hitting the spider's landing spot and forcing her to retreat.

"Damn it!" The rhinoceros roared, its third spirit ring lighting up once more, its brownish-yellow horn gleaming with a metallic sheen, as it charged fiercely towards Dai Mubai!

"Well done!" Dai Mubai laughed, not only not dodging, but charging forward head-on! His third soul skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation, was unleashed at full power, the tiger claws and rhinoceros horns colliding with a thunderous crash!
"boom--!"

Kuangxi felt a tremendous force coming from him, and he was shaken back several steps, his arms going numb.

Dai Mubai only took half a step back, and the blue silver grass on his body flashed with green light, instantly healing his minor shock injury.

"How can we fight like this?!" Mad Rhino was horrified.

Their attacks hit Dai Mubai, but the damage they did was less than what Tang San dealt!

"Captain, our soul power is being used up too much!" the sheep-type soul master shouted, panting heavily. Although their support-type soul masters could provide attack and defense boosts, the boosts were far less than those of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and their soul power was being consumed extremely quickly.

The spider gritted its teeth, a ruthless glint in its eyes: "That's the only way!"

She bit her finger hard, blood dripped down, and her third spirit ring suddenly lit up—

"Third Soul Skill, Spider Venom Storm!"

In an instant, the pink poisonous mist around her surged wildly, transforming into countless tiny poisonous spiders that swarmed towards the Shrek Seven Devils!
"Oh no!" Ning Rongrong exclaimed, "This poisonous fog covers too large an area; Fatty can't burn it all!"

Tang San's eyes narrowed, and he quickly pulled out several water pouches from his waist with his right hand, throwing them into the air: "Fatty!"

"understand!"

Ma Hongjun was already poised to strike, and he opened his mouth to spew out a blazing phoenix fire line!

"boom!"

The water sac burst, and the water mist and flames intertwined to form a high-temperature steam barrier, instantly evaporating most of the swarm of poisonous spiders!

"How is this possible?!" The spider demon's face turned deathly pale. This was her strongest soul skill, and it had been broken like this?!

"It's time to end this." Tang San murmured, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"Zhu Qing, make your move!" Dai Mubai shouted.

Zhu Zhuqing's figure appeared behind the support-type Soul Master of the Berserker Team like a ghost, her sharp cat claws aimed straight for his throat! The support Soul Master didn't even have time to react before being knocked away by a single claw and crashed heavily off the stage!

"Little Ao!" Tang San called out.

"Here it comes!" Oscar quickly tossed out a giant recovery sausage, which Dai Mubai caught and swallowed, instantly replenishing his depleted soul power.

"How can we fight like this?!"

Mad Rhino was utterly desperate.

Tang San can instantly recover from the damage they inflict.

Their soul skills were easily countered by Tang San.

Their support Soul Masters have been eliminated!
"Mad Rhino, admit defeat," Dai Mubai said coldly. "You have no chance of winning."

"No!" roared the rhinoceros, unwilling to accept defeat!
The reality is that his soul power is almost depleted, while the Shrek Academy members are still in good condition.

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass suddenly burst forth, instantly wrapping around the Mad Rhino's legs and pulling hard!
"boom!"

The rhinoceros's massive body crashed heavily to the ground, unable to rise again.

The whole place was excited!

As the noise of the Soul Arena gradually subsided, Huo Yuhao and Yu Tianheng stood in the VIP passage, their eyes still fixed on the Shrek Seven Devils as they left the arena.

"That blue-clothed control-type Soul Master..."

Huo Yuhao's spiritual eyes flickered slightly, and his mental detection captured the moment Tang San took off his mask to wipe away his sweat. The familiar face made his pupils shrink.

“It’s them!” Yu Tianheng said in a low voice, a sharp glint flashing in his purple dragon eyes: “The group of people we encountered in the Star Dou Great Forest.”

Huo Yuhao nodded, quickly recalling the scene from that day.

"Let's go back and tell Teacher Qin."

Yu Tianheng turned around, his steps steady yet tinged with urgency.

Inside the penthouse suite of the Emerald Dream Hotel, Qin Ming listened to the two men's reports and gently tapped the table with his slender fingers.

“Shrek Academy…” He smiled slightly and said calmly, “It seems that Dean Flander has cultivated a pretty good team over the years.”

"Teacher, what should we do next?" Yu Tianheng asked. "If we face them head-on, I am confident that I can defeat them."

Qin Ming adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, his gaze behind the lenses deep and thoughtful: "No rush. Since they're wearing masks to compete, we can follow suit."

He stood up, took out several exquisite silver masks from his storage soul tool, and placed them on the table: "Starting tomorrow, you will compete under the name of the Silverwing Team, and you will also wear masks in the battle."

Dugu Yan picked up a mask and played with it, her red lips curving slightly: "Interesting, are you going to play hide-and-seek with them?"

"Not only that." A glint of light flashed in Qin Ming's eyes. "I've already observed the odds at the Soto Grand Arena, and your odds will be quite interesting."

Yu Feng whistled: "Teacher, you wouldn't be thinking of..."

“That’s right.” Qin Ming smiled and said, “I will place a heavy bet on you.” The next day, the Soto Grand Arena welcomed a mysterious seven-person team—the Silverwing Team.

They all wore silver masks, their identities shrouded in mystery, but their strength was terrifying.

In the first battle, facing a team with three Soul Masters, Yu Tianheng didn't even have to make a move. He ended the battle in three minutes with just Dugu Yan's Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor Poison.

"Silverwing Team wins!" the host announced loudly, causing an uproar in the audience.

Beside the gambling table, Qin Ming calmly accepted the heavy bag of gold soul coins, a smile playing on his lips.

The dealer's face had turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

In the second match, the agile attack combination of Yu Feng and Oslo outmaneuvered their opponents throughout the game, ultimately securing victory with a perfect wind blade. Qin Ming doubled his bet again.

In the third match, the brothers Shi Mo and Shi Mo displayed absolute defense with their Xuanwu Turtle Martial Soul, completely exhausting their opponent's soul power.

Gamblers began betting wildly on the Silverwing team, and the bookmaker's hands were trembling.

In just one week, the Silverwing team won all seven of their matches, dominating every single one.

Their fighting style is ever-changing, sometimes as fierce as thunder, sometimes as elusive as a shadow, but the only constant is their absolute dominance.

In the high-level conference room of the Battle Arena, Supervisor Ao listened to his subordinate's report with a gloomy expression.

"Sir, there's something wrong with this Silverwing team! Their strength far exceeds the Soul Master level; our regular teams can't stop them at all!"

"What's worse is that the bespectacled team leader has been betting heavily in every game and has already swindled nearly a million gold coins!"

Supervisor Ao slammed his fist on the table: "Investigate! Find out exactly where they came from!"

In the corner, a dark figure whispered, "Sir, should we arrange for them to go on stage?"

Manager Ao narrowed his eyes and nodded slowly.

Inside the hotel, Qin Ming was tallying up his day's gains, his smile growing ever deeper.

"Teacher, did we go too far?" Yu Tianheng couldn't help but ask, "The people at the betting station were looking at us strangely today."

Yu Tianheng sneered: "What, they can afford to open a betting pool, but they can't afford to lose?"

Qin Ming closed the ledger: "It's alright, our goal wasn't just to win money anyway." He looked out the window at the brightly lit Soul Arena, "It's time to meet that old friend."

As dusk completely enveloped Soto City, the giant domed building complex in the central square suddenly lit up with thousands of lights, and the twelve satellite arenas, like stars surrounding the moon, made the central main arena even more magnificent.

On the main roads, all sorts of people were converging, the most eye-catching of which were the luxurious carriages decorated with family crests—the gems inlaid on the carriages reflected dazzling light under the lamps, and well-trained guards with soul guide lamps led the way, clearing a special passage for the nobles.

"I heard that the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family will be watching the game tonight."

"Not only that, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School also sent a representative."

As the waiters whispered among themselves, a gilded carriage slowly drove by, its curtains slightly lifted, revealing half of a delicate profile.

In stark contrast, the entrance for ordinary viewers was bustling with noise.

Vendors set up makeshift stalls, hawking simple racing equipment, while casino clerks waved the latest odds tables, attracting passersby to scramble to buy them; scalpers also weaved through the crowd, selling insider information of dubious veracity. The entire square was filled with a frenzied atmosphere, as if even the air itself was trembling.

Amidst the bustling crowd, several seemingly ordinary teenagers were quietly dispersing. The black-haired boy at the head of the group pulled his wide-brimmed straw hat low, deftly avoiding the densest parts of the crowd; while three girls mingled with the entourage of noble ladies, successfully passing through security with the help of their maids.

This disguise had been going on for a full ten days.

After the Shrek Academy team's reputation soared in the outer arenas, the young soul masters wearing silver fox masks became the focus of attention. Viewers spontaneously formed an intelligence network: some meticulously recorded the players' fighting styles and habits, others analyzed the soul power fluctuations in each battle, and still others bribed cleaners to gather clues from the locker rooms.

"Breaking news! The Shrek Academy team may appear in the Seventh Arena today!" A scarred man shouted, waving a piece of paper, and was instantly swallowed up by the crowd.

The halo of light from the crystal chandelier rippled across the surface of the tea, and the subtle fragrance of agarwood was mingled with a barely perceptible tension. The master's fingertips gently caressed the rim of the teacup, watching the rising steam condense into fog on his glasses.

The master tapped his fingers lightly on the table, the sandalwood surface echoing dully. He looked up at the tense-looking Supervisor Ao, his gaze behind his glasses sharp as a knife.

"So, you want my children to be firefighters?" The master's voice was soft, yet it seemed to lower the temperature in the room by several degrees.

A bead of sweat appeared on Manager Ao's forehead; he took out a silk handkerchief and wiped it away.

“This Silverwing team is indeed a formidable opponent. In just a few days, they have defeated six of our Silver Soul teams. The most troublesome thing is,” he lowered his voice, “that their support-type Soul Masters seem to be able to predict every move of their opponents.”

The master's fingertips suddenly stopped.

Prediction? This description reminded him of Tang San.

But that child should clearly be...
"Their martial spirit configuration?" the master suddenly asked.

"This..." Supervisor Ao looked troubled. "According to the rules, we cannot..."

The master sneered and made a move to get up. Manager Ao hurriedly stopped him: "Wait! I can make an exception and reveal that their captain is a lightning attribute soul master, and they also have a poison-type control soul master."

Lightning? Poison? The master's pupils contracted slightly.

These two characteristics are too obvious; it's almost certain that it's the Royal Fighting Team. But why would Yu Tianheng come to Soto City? And why is he deliberately concealing his identity?
Inside the VIP passage of the Soto Grand Arena, the crystal card in Qin Ming's hand suddenly lit up with a dazzling red light.

He paused, his pupils behind his glasses contracting slightly—this was the highest level of pre-battle notification.

"Teacher?" Yu Tianheng keenly sensed something was amiss.

Qin Ming slowly raised his head, a meaningful smile playing on his lips: "It seems tonight's match will have to be moved up." He flipped the crystal card over, revealing a line of gold-embossed text:
"Emergency Adjustment: Silverwing Team VS Shrek Seven Devils - Main Arena, 9 PM (Hai Shi)"

"Shrek?!"

Dugu Yan's snake-like pupils suddenly contracted, and her fingernails involuntarily dug into her palm.

Qin Ming's glasses gleamed coldly under the soul-guiding lamp. With his back to the Royal Fighting Team, he gently traced the edge of the gold-embossed letter with his fingers. The air in the preparation room seemed to freeze; even breathing became clearly audible.

"Tonight's match," he suddenly spoke, his voice soft, yet it made everyone unconsciously tense up, "stop at the point of conflict."

Yu Tianheng suddenly looked up, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes: "Teacher?"

"No one is allowed to seriously injure their opponent." Qin Ming turned around, his gaze slowly sweeping across everyone's face.

Dugu Yan's fingernails almost dug into her palms: "But last time they were in the Star Dou Great Forest—"

(End of this chapter)