Douluo: Star-Breaking Sword God

Chapter 202 Tang San: I am the Crown Prince of the Blue Silver Clan!
Tiandou Royal Academy, Royal Dou Team training ground.

"Qianyao, what's wrong with you?" Dugu Yan looked at Ling Qianyao with a surprised expression. He had accompanied the Crown Prince on his trip, yet he was so exhausted. Hadn't he already rested for a few days?

The man in front of her, Ling Qianyao, looked a little pale. She felt that his steps were somewhat unsteady when he walked over today.

"Ahem," Ling Qianyao coughed lightly, "I'm a little tired, but it's nothing."

"Wow, Zhu Qing, you look so beautiful today!" Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up. She had been taking extra care of Zhu Zhu Qing for some reason, and seeing Zhu Zhu Qing's delicate and beautiful appearance, she couldn't help but lean closer and whisper a secret plot.

"Zhuqing, you seem to have gotten even bigger in just one day! Do you have some secret? Or is it really like the stories say, that Qianyao can help you? Please teach me, please~"

Zhu Zhuqing blushed, glanced at Ling Qianyao, and whispered something to Ning Rongrong. The latter's eyes immediately sparkled, and a knowing smile appeared on her face.

In the end, Ah Yin did not succumb to the evil angel's temptation to join the nighttime battlefield; well, she joined the battlefield on her own the next day.

Perhaps because Ling Qianyao's physical strength was extremely high at the moment, and his acupoints were all in perfect condition, allowing him to recover very quickly, Zhu Zhuqing was defeated after fighting for several hours and fell into a deep sleep.

After Ling Qianyao and Zhu Zhu regained consciousness and had just finished dinner, Ling Qianyao was taken to A Yin's room by a divine skill activated by a blue silver vine—Blue Silver Entanglement.

For three consecutive days, he was exploited and oppressed by three different women.

Even though Ling Qianyao's cultivation and physical strength far surpassed those of other Soul Masters of the same level, he was still somewhat overwhelmed. Fortunately, Ah Yin was very gentle at the end.

However, Ah Yin's newborn body seems even more sensitive than Qian Renxue's, which could also be due to the plant-type soul beast absorbing the essence of heaven and earth's rain and dew.

The resulting nourishment is exceptionally abundant, as if the sweetness stored within an individual can never be fully released.

Dugu Yan glanced at him suspiciously, but didn't ask any more questions.

Dugu Bo narrowed his eyes, his lips twitching incessantly. Dugu Yan couldn't tell, but as someone with experience, how could he not?
This brat has clearly tasted meat!

Judging from his appearance, it seems that Zhu Qing, Yun Zhaoyue, and the blue-clad woman who appeared out of nowhere have all been devoured by him!

Dugu Bo was deeply troubled. He was clearly this brat's apprentice, and his granddaughter already had some feelings for him. It would be easy for him to force himself on the boy.

Why is Yan Yan's progress so slow? If it were me, I would have already used a poisonous mist laced with aphrodisiacs on the Jade Scale and taken her away with its snake tail.

People are already eating meat, and you're still here researching hunting methods?

"Hmph, I'll find an opportunity to take you down sooner or later. It just so happens that those two idiots from the Shi family are about to obtain their soul rings. When that happens, I'll take you to the Sunset Forest and we'll take you down in one fell swoop."

Finding soul beasts takes time, so camping makes perfect sense, right?

It's reasonable to add some potion to repel spirit beasts, isn't it? And it's even more reasonable that I'm old and clumsy, and might accidentally spill some into your food."
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Months later, in an unknown forest, beneath a massive waterfall.

"Seventy-nine, eighty, eighty-one!" Tang San's voice, as if possessed, kept ringing out.

"boom--"

As the eighty-first hammer fell, the waterfall reversed its flow by several meters, exploding into a cloud of mist, and Tang San himself soared into the sky.

"Hahaha! Glug glug. I did it! I, Tang San, did it!"

Tang San, who had fallen into the pool, was so excited and agitated that he swallowed several mouthfuls of water before struggling to surface.

He was panting heavily, his arms trembling from swinging the hammer repeatedly, but his eyes gleamed with ecstatic joy.

"Eighty-one strikes, the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique is complete!" Tang San was overjoyed at the blow he had just received. Just like in his dream, he didn't need to use his soul power or soul skills. The power of this attack had already surpassed his strongest peak moment a few months ago.

If he were to use his martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, who in this world could possibly be Tang San's match?!

As expected of the number one top-tier weapon spirit on the continent, its own self-created spirit skill alone is already so terrifying!
If, as my father and teacher have said, the second martial soul is indeed given all the ten-thousand-year soul rings, what kind of situation would that be?
"Ha, Ling Qianyao, Shui Bing'er, Zhu Zhuqing, in front of me, they will all be trash."

"What Blue Silver Grass? The Clear Sky Hammer is definitely more suitable for me. How could a useless martial soul be worthy of me?"

Tang San was filled with boundless pride.

"Come up." Tang Hao's voice was deep.

Tang San took a deep breath, circulated his soul power, and used the Ghost Shadow Step to quickly climb up the rocks at the edge of the waterfall.

When he stood in front of Tang Hao, he was soaked to the bone, but his eyes were brighter than ever before.

"Father, I've succeeded!"

Tang Hao was speechless. "You succeeded? You succeeded my ass!"

Although Tang San's ability to condense eighty-one hammer strikes within four months had exceeded his expectations, he was still quite annoyed by Tang San's current state.

This is material for twin martial souls! Plus, with the soul beast meat I've been hunting to provide him with energy, he should be able to complete this first stage in three months, which is exactly what I've been hoping for.

Tang Hao was silent for a moment, then decided to offer him some encouragement and nodded.

"That's right, it takes about the same amount of time as when I was young. If we calculate the time, there's still about a month left until the Soul Master Competition, so let's put the second phase of training on hold for now."

Tang San was taken aback and hurriedly said, "Father, is the second stage difficult? Please let me try."

Tang Hao tossed him a wooden hammer. "Same operation, go ahead."

Tang San took the wooden hammer, his expression changed slightly, but he still resolutely tried it. After several dozen seconds, Tang San swallowed several mouthfuls of water again.

Tang Hao looked at Tang San, who had returned, and patted him on the shoulder. "You've done well. Even I spent more than a year on this. Don't be discouraged. Your talent is the strongest I've ever seen."

"Yes, father!"

Tang Hao released the seal on Tang San's soul power, and the renewed martial soul sensation made Tang San overjoyed. His soul power had increased rapidly during this period, definitely more than two levels higher.

Tang Hao frowned. "39? You're still a little short, but it doesn't matter. Come on, it's time to take you somewhere."

Several days later, on the outskirts of the Blue Silver Forest.

Tang Hao carried Tang San to an open space.

Since Tang San's mental strength was far weaker than Tang Hao had estimated at the moment, he figured Tang San wouldn't be able to sense the Blue Silver King and the others. So he spoke up.
"Haotian Douluo, you have come with the bloodline of the Blue Silver Emperor. Please show us the way."

Tang San's eyes shone brightly. "I am the crown prince of the Blue Silver Clan! My father brought me here because a great opportunity awaits me!"
One breath, two breaths
Nothing happens.

Tang San looked at Tang Hao suspiciously, "Father, are you sure you haven't come to the wrong place?"

(End of this chapter)