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

Chapter 96 Refining Flying Combat Techniques
A few days later, in Sunset Forest.

The lush green marshland was covered with dense grass, and a hazy white mist drifted in the low sky. A gentle breeze blew, and the mist swayed like a light veil, eventually drifting into the sky, gradually making the marshland clearer.

"hiss--"

A faint sound suddenly rang out in the tranquil swamp, followed by a dark shadow streaking out from its depths, accompanied by a silvery-white light. Each step the shadow took on the swamp's surface caused flashes of electricity to stir up ripples in the mud, creating the strange sound.

The shadowy figure moved with astonishing speed, carving a two-foot-wide furrow in the swamp where it passed. It would take a long time for the long furrow to return to its original state as the swamp naturally moved.

Behind it, swarms of black venomous snakes burst from the water, spewing foul-smelling water jets from their gaping maws, but they could never catch up with the black shadow's speed, and none of them hit its mark.

"boom!"

The rapidly moving figure suddenly stopped, bent its knees slightly, and leaned forward into a peculiar posture. With a muffled thud, the person shot into the sky like an arrow, and was able to hover in the air briefly without any external force!
Although this hovering in mid-air can only last for less than ten seconds, it would be incredibly astonishing to witness it. To hover briefly in the air without relying on spirit rings or other external aids requires at least the strength of a Soul Douluo, and to remain suspended in the air for an extended period is an ability possessed only by a Title Douluo.

After hovering in the air for a few seconds, a flash of silver light appeared beneath the feet of the dark figure, and it twisted its body, instantly appearing atop an ancient tree more than ten meters away. If it weren't for the faint black lines remaining in the air, anyone would have thought it was a teleportation that had broken through spatial limitations.

"Teacher, that's amazing! As expected of a low-level movement technique, this speed is truly exhilarating!" Huo Yuhao landed steadily on the tree trunk and exclaimed with delight.

"The Three Thousand Thunderbolts are divided into three realms: Thunder Flash, Thunder Instant, and Thunder Thousand Thunderbolts. When cultivated to the highest realm, one can silently traverse space, almost teleporting. Even a Title Douluo wouldn't dare underestimate such speed. And look at you, running around like a rutting bull plowing a field. Forget the third realm, you haven't even touched the threshold of the first realm, Thunder Flash." Xiao Yan's figure slowly appeared beside the tree trunk, looking at the excited Huo Yuhao, mercilessly pouring cold water on his enthusiasm.

Faced with this assessment, Huo Yuhao helplessly pursed his lips.

He felt that he had made significant progress, and the speed he had just displayed far exceeded the effect of his explosive steps at his peak. After all, he had only cultivated the Three Thousand Thunderclap Three Days, and it was already quite an achievement to have made such progress.

"Take a look at your feet first." Seeing Huo Yuhao's dismissive attitude, Xiao Yan shook his head and sighed.

Huo Yuhao looked down and his expression changed slightly. He saw that his boots were covered in sticky mud and had a few pieces of grass stuck to them.

"The Three Thousand Thunder Movement emphasizes stillness like a virgin and movement like thunder. It does not pursue fancy moves, but seeks to strike unexpectedly and defeat the enemy with speed." Xiao Yan stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "But the noise you made just now could be heard from a hundred meters away, which completely violates the essence of this movement technique."

Seeing Xiao Yan's serious expression, Huo Yuhao shrank back and chuckled awkwardly, not daring to reply.

"Alright, you've only been cultivating for a few days, and to achieve this level of results is already quite impressive," Xiao Yan said in a deep voice.

Xiao Yan's illusory soul floated in mid-air. He stared at the faint aura of the soul beasts deep in the Sunset Forest and said in a deep voice, "Yuhao, you go to the depths of the Sunset Forest and find a flying soul beast that is over 50,000 years old. Hunt it down and take its wings. Then I will use them to help you refine a flying fighting technique. With the addition of the Three Thousand Thunder Strike, even a Title Douluo-level expert might not be able to catch you."

"Okay, teacher." Huo Yuhao perked up upon hearing this and immediately began packing his things, carefully putting away the several bottles of Qi-restoring pills.

"Flying spirit beasts are best at aerial combat," Xiao Yan's spirit body floated to Huo Yuhao's side and reminded him. "Remember not to take off and engage them in close combat rashly. First, use your mental detection to lock onto the target and find the best opportunity."

Huo Yuhao nodded, his eyes flashing with purple light, and his mental detection instantly covered a radius of one thousand meters.

"Let's go." Xiao Yan's soul floated ahead, leading the way, and said, "I will go with you. Remember, a 50,000-year-old soul beast has intelligence that is no less than that of a human, so be sure to act carefully."

The two set off one after the other into the depths of the Sunset Forest.

At the same time, Shrek Academy.

As dawn broke, Tang San had already completed his training in the Purple Demon Eye.

He finished his practice and stood up. With a flick of his fingertips, several hidden weapons drew graceful arcs in the air, all embedding themselves in the bullseye of the wooden target in the distance. After a quick wash, he went to the canteen alone for breakfast.

When Dai Mubai stepped into the cafeteria, Tang San's bowl and chopsticks had already been cleared away. Their eyes met, and Dai Mubai simply nodded slightly before silently taking his food and sitting down.

Xiao Wu was the third to arrive. She skipped and hopped to get it, followed closely by Zhu Zhuqing and Ma Hongjun. The former remained as cold as ice, while the latter was radiant and even his steps were much lighter.

In the huge cafeteria, only Oscar and Ning Rongrong were missing.

"Fatty, aren't we going out tonight?" Dai Mubai suddenly broke the silence as breakfast was coming to an end.

Ma Hongjun quickly swallowed the food in his mouth and lowered his voice, saying, "I've already vented most of it yesterday, so I should be fine for the next few days."

Before he could finish speaking, Dai Mubai said coldly, "Fine, you stay in the dorm tonight. I'm going to find those twins from last time."

The fat man's eyes lit up immediately, and he leaned closer obsequiously: "Boss Dai, when you're eating meat..."

"These things are all about mutual consent." Dai Mubai deliberately raised his voice, his gaze seemingly casually sweeping over Zhu Zhuqing: "What's the point of forcing something?"

However, Zhu Zhuqing remained expressionless, her slender fingers steadily holding the rice soup, muttering to herself, "Disgusting man!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu looked up and stared at Zhu Zhuqing with a bewildered expression.

A few minutes later, the bell rang for class, and everyone got up and rushed to the playground.

At this moment, the morning light shines on the earth, and the golden warmth dispels the morning mist.

On the playground, the master stood with his hands behind his back, his gray robe swaying gently in the breeze.

The seven trainees lined up according to age, each casting a long shadow in the morning sun.

“Starting tomorrow, breakfast will be served half an hour earlier.” The master’s voice, like his sharp gaze, was unquestionable: “Food needs time to digest, and I don’t want to see anyone training on an empty stomach.”

"Alright, Dai Mubai, you step forward first."

Upon hearing his name called, Dai Mubai strode forward. Sunlight shone on his long golden hair, reflecting a dazzling light. This usually unruly young man stood ramrod straight at this moment.

"Your task today is to defeat the other six without inflicting serious injury," the master said, his voice suddenly turning cold.

Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai's pupils constricted slightly, and his gaze unconsciously drifted towards Tang San in the queue. He asked doubtfully, "Master, Tang San's soul power is almost level fifty? I'm only level forty. How could I possibly be his match?" The master raised an eyebrow: "You are a power-attack type battle soul master, and Tang San is a support type soul master. You're only level thirty-something, but you're fighting him at level forty-something. Is there a problem?"

"Uh..." Dai Mubai was speechless, implying that Tang San was a support-type Soul Master.
"Tang San." The master suddenly called out his name.

The boy in blue stepped forward at the call, his steps as light as a falling leaf.

"You are prohibited from using your fourth soul skill, hidden weapons, and the techniques on your trident." The master announced the rules briefly, then stepped back two steps to clear the area.

Dai Mubai took a deep breath, his evil eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

Tang San bowed slightly, his right hand reaching to his waist, and several strands of Blue Silver Grass quietly wrapped around his fingers. The morning breeze lifted the corners of their clothes, and an unequal contest was about to begin.

Dai Mubai suddenly raised his hand to interrupt, a hint of struggle flashing in his eyes: "Master, this is unfair. Tang San is a support-type Soul Master. If you further restrict his abilities, this competition loses its meaning. Even if his fourth Soul Ring is a universal Soul Ring, I, Dai Mubai, am willing to face him head-on."

A hint of surprise flashed across Grandmaster Gu Jingwu's usually calm face, but he quickly regained his composure: "Tang San's soul power already has an advantage. If the restriction on his fourth soul ring is lifted, your chances of winning are slim."

"But you're right, partners need to truly understand each other's strength. Tang San, you're allowed to use your fourth soul skill."

The students watching the match took several steps back in unison, and even the master retreated to a safe distance.

A clash of soul power at level 30 or above can easily affect others if not handled carefully.

Dai Mubai's evil eyes gradually turned bloodshot. Although he was facing a support-type Soul Master, he was on high alert. Among the monsters of Shrek Academy, Tang San was someone he was extremely wary of.

"Mistress, be careful," Dai Mubai said in a deep voice, his muscles tense like a bowstring, his whole body like a tiger ready to pounce.

Tang San simply nodded slightly, and the Blue Silver Grass silently spread in his palm. He knew better than anyone that Dai Mubai at this moment was the Evil-Eyed White Tiger in full power.

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass spirit rings are configured as yellow, yellow, purple, and black. Although he has had his fourth spirit ring for a long time, he has never shown it to the Shrek Seven Devils.

On the other side, Huo Yuhao struggled to move forward deep into the Sunset Forest. The trees all around blocked out the sun, and the thick fog greatly obstructed his vision.

Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound broke the silence. He looked up sharply and saw a huge flying soul beast hovering in the air.

This spirit beast had a slender body, with a wingspan of over ten meters. Its feathers shimmered with a cold, eerie blue light, each one resembling a sharp blade. Its head resembled that of an eagle, but with a pair of curved horns, exuding a dangerous aura.

Huo Yuhao's heart stirred, realizing that this might be the material needed to refine flying combat techniques. He secretly named this soul beast the Ghost Feather Blade Horned Eagle.

"Yuhao, your chance has come!"

Xiao Yan's voice echoed in Huo Yuhao's mind, "I'll possess it now, let's join forces to hunt it down."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Yuhao felt a powerful force surge into his body. His eyes instantly sharpened like an eagle's, and his aura changed abruptly.

He reached out and the Xuan Heavy Ruler instantly appeared in his hand. The ruler was heavy, yet he wielded it with ease. The Ghost Feather Blade Eagle was clearly enraged by Huo Yuhao's actions. It let out a deafening shriek, flapped its wings violently, creating a gust of wind, and swooped down towards Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao showed no fear, forcefully pushing off the ground with both feet, and shot into the air like a cannonball. At the same time, he raised the Xuanzhong Ruler high and smashed it down hard at the Youyu Blade Eagle.

The Ghost Feathered Horned Eagle nimbly dodged to the side, while its left wing, like a giant scythe, swept towards Huo Yuhao with a cold glint.

Huo Yuhao quickly used the Xuan Heavy Ruler to block, and with a loud clang, sparks flew everywhere. The powerful impact made Huo Yuhao's arm go numb.

The two sides exchanged blows in the air, and the battle became increasingly fierce.

Under Xiao Yan's guidance, Huo Yuhao continuously adjusted his attack rhythm and angle.

The Dark Feathered Horned Eagle was clearly enraged by Huo Yuhao's audacious actions. It let out a deafening shriek, a sound like a thunderclap that echoed throughout the forest.

Immediately afterwards, it flapped its wings violently, creating a violent gust of wind that caused the surrounding trees to sway wildly. Then, with incredible speed, it swooped down towards Huo Yuhao like a black lightning bolt.

Facing the menacing Ghost Feather Blade Eagle, Huo Yuhao showed no fear. He frantically circulated his soul power, and with the support of Xiao Yan's power, he slammed his feet into the ground, propelling himself straight into the air like a cannonball.

At the same time, he unleashed the Three Thousand Thunderclaps technique, which he had only recently learned.

In an instant, his figure transformed into a streak of blue lightning, moving so fast that it was almost impossible to catch. Although the Ghost Feather Blade Eagle was incredibly fast, it paled in comparison to the terrifying speed of Huo Yuhao after unleashing the Three Thousand Thunderbolts.

Using the speed of the Three Thousand Thunderbolts, Huo Yuhao closed in on the Nether Feather Blade Eagle in the blink of an eye. Seizing the opportunity, he raised his right fist high, and his soul power gathered on his fist like a rushing river, unleashing the Eight Extremes Collapse.

"boom!"

The punch, carrying immense force, slammed heavily into the Darkwing Blade Horned Eagle. The eagle's massive body, propelled by the powerful impact, flew uncontrollably into the distance like a thrown pebble, crashing through several thick trees in its wake.

However, Huo Yuhao did not give the Ghost Feather Blade Eagle any chance to catch its breath.

He flashed forward, unleashing the Three Thousand Thunderbolts once more, instantly catching up with the fleeing Ghost Feather Blade Horned Eagle. At this moment, he gripped the Xuan Heavy Ruler tightly with both hands, its surface radiating light containing destructive power. Huo Yuhao poured all his strength into the Xuan Heavy Ruler, then fiercely unleashed a fatal blow at the Ghost Feather Blade Horned Eagle.

With a crisp cracking sound, the body of the Ghost Feather Blade Horned Eagle shattered instantly under the heavy blow of the Xuan Heavy Ruler, just like fragile porcelain.

Its massive body plummeted to the ground like a kite with a broken string, raising a huge cloud of dust. Thus, Huo Yuhao successfully killed this powerful flying soul beast.

Huo Yuhao watched as the massive body of the Dark Feather Blade Eagle crashed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust, and only then did the tension in his heart begin to ease.

He took a deep breath, calming his slightly rapid breathing from the intense battle, and then strode confidently toward the spot where the soul beast had fallen.

As he approached, Huo Yuhao crouched down, his gaze fixed on the enormous wings of the Ghost Feather Blade Eagle. These wings were the key material he had been longing to use to forge his flight combat technique. He drew a sharp dagger from his waist.

(End of this chapter)