Douluo Continent: I Have No Thieves Under Heaven, the Explosive King Returns

Chapter 120 The Golden Generation's Strength Improves, the Soul Master Competition Begins

On the training ground, the seven traitors were already lined up and waiting.

"Where did the boss go last night? Why hasn't he come back yet?!" The shifty-eyed man muttered, scratching his head.

The one who mistook the thief for his father seemed to have discovered something terrible, blurting out, "Could it be that he's secretly cultivating without us?!"

"Third brother, you're dreaming." The traitor rolled his eyes. "Have you forgotten how we survived the past six months?"

When the topic of the six months of intensive training came up, all three of them shuddered in unison.

After all, during those six months, their opponents were either Titan Giant Apes or powerful soul beasts from the Star Dou Great Forest.

They undergo inhuman training every day, and from time to time, the "Thieves Under Heaven" team even spar with them, beating them until they are bruised and swollen.

Anyway, with Ye Lingling, the Nine-Heart Begonia Soul Master, around, they can't possibly die.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing, who was standing to the side, turned bright red and lowered her head, not daring to look up.

Ning Rongrong's gossipy expression carried a hint of jealousy, but a look of resentment flashed deep in her eyes.

She was so proactive, so why didn't the thieves in the world make a move on her?

"Zhu Qing just developed a little earlier than me!" Ning Rongrong bit her lip, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes. "I haven't fully grown up yet! No, I absolutely can't give up like this!"

She secretly resolved that she must be more proactive in the future.

Because as a woman, she didn't want to lose in terms of charm.

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling exchanged a glance at Zhu Zhuqing's reaction, and both covered their mouths in shock.

Just as the seven people were lost in thought, the figure of "No Thief Under Heaven" appeared in the distance at the entrance of the training ground.

Although he tried his best to appear natural, the three traitors still noticed the subtle changes in him.

The three of them instantly formed a circle and began whispering among themselves.

"Why is Boss walking a little unsteady? Could he be injured?!" said a shifty-eyed man with squinting eyes.

"Bullshit! Who in Spirit City could hurt him? I think..." deliberately drawing out the word, "He's probably just bluffing!"

"Third Brother is right." The traitor lowered his voice. "Didn't you notice Zhu Zhuqing's expression? Eldest Brother didn't come home all night. What do you think they did last night?"

He paused meaningfully, then said like a thief, "After all, we all saw how lovey-dovey they were one night half a year ago."

The three exchanged a knowing glance and simultaneously revealed mischievous smiles.

Little did they know, their whispers were all overheard by Tianxia Wuzei through the Wind Domain.

"These three bastards!" A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and three menacing spiked clubs instantly appeared in his hands. "Looks like they're asking for a beating! They dare to talk about me behind my back!"

The Wind Domain precisely locked onto its target, and three spiked clubs slashed through the sky, hurtling straight towards it with a sharp whooshing sound.

The three traitors sensed danger, but it was too late.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three muffled thuds sounded almost simultaneously, and before the three traitors could react, they were hit and saw stars.

"Hey boss, what are you doing?!"

The three traitors didn't remove the spiked clubs from their heads, and looked at the world without thieves with bitter faces, as if they were innocent.

The man, furious, laughed, but offered no explanation; let the misunderstanding remain.

This misunderstanding is a perfect excuse to cover up the fact that I was actually injured.

His face darkened, and his voice suddenly became stern.

"You've already become so lax on your first day back. It seems I haven't given you enough special training!"

Upon hearing the words "special training," the seven traitors all shuddered in unison, the fear of being controlled for the past six months instantly flooding their hearts.

"Boss (Captain), we were wrong!"

The seven men readily admitted defeat, fearing that the "No Thief Under Heaven" would suddenly take on all seven of them and beat them so badly they couldn't get out of bed.

Seeing that everyone was taking a serious attitude, Tianxia Wuzei softened his expression, but his tone remained serious.

I have some bad news for you!

"Boss, what bad news?!" Everyone immediately held their breath.

"No Thieves Under Heaven" said in a deep voice, "Bibi Dong gave the championship prize to the Golden Generation ahead of schedule."

"What?!" The traitors erupted in uproar. "Does that old woman really think the Golden Generation is guaranteed to win? She's completely disregarding us!"

The other team members also looked annoyed, feeling that they were being looked down upon.

Seeing this, Tianxia Wuzei raised his hand to stop them.

"Actually, this was originally a reward that old woman prepared for the Golden Generation, but our strength exceeded her expectations, forcing her to improve the Golden Generation's strength." As he spoke, Wu Zetian comforted him, "Don't worry, the reward for the tournament champion will still be a soul bone. Even if you don't get a soul bone, we'll find a way to get one for you!"

As he said this, his gaze swept towards the entrance of the main hall.

Aren't there still a few high-quality soul bones over there?!
Upon hearing his words, the seven traitors fell silent, but their eyes blazed with fury.

Bibi Dong's actions showed that she simply didn't take them seriously.

"That's all I have to say. I won't force you to cultivate." Tianxia Wuzei glanced at the seven people with an unfriendly look. "But if anyone drags you down, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Yes, boss (captain)!"

Everyone was seething with anger, and even if no thieves were urging them on, they would still work themselves to the bone to improve.

For no other reason than to prove myself.

"No Thieves Under Heaven" nodded in satisfaction, then returned to his dormitory to try and recover as soon as possible.

Meanwhile, the three members of the Golden Generation in the Papal Palace successfully absorbed the Soul Bone.

The three slowly opened their eyes, their soul power fluctuations not yet completely subsided.

Hu Liena gently touched her forehead; the skull, a symbol of concentrated wisdom, had perfectly fused together.

Her spiritual power surged like a tidal wave, and her soul power broke through three levels, reaching level fifty-five.

To her even greater surprise, this head bone granted her a brand new spirit-type soul bone skill.

Xie Yue moved his left leg, and Zhui Feng's left leg bone gave him a qualitative leap in speed.

His level 56 soul power surged through his meridians, and combined with the newly acquired soul bone skill, his moon blade attack trajectory would become even more unpredictable.

Yan's right arm glowed crimson, and the exploding flames of his right arm bone resonated perfectly with his Flame Lord Martial Soul.

With his level 56 soul power combined with his soul bone skills, the destructive power of his martial soul, Flame Lord, reached an unprecedented level.

These three soul bones were personally crafted by Bibi Dong for the three members of the Golden Generation, perfectly matching their martial souls.

It's perfectly normal to upgrade your soul power by three levels and acquire soul bone skills.

Hu Liena and the other two emerged from the secret room, their faces beaming with excitement.

The three looked at each other, their eyes filled with unprecedented confidence.

"This time, victory will surely belong to our golden generation!"

At this moment, at the Blue Tyrant Academy training ground.

The entire Blue Tyrant team stood at attention, with Tang San, who was at the head, shining with confidence.

Although Tang San's soul power level was only level 36, thanks to the advantage of his twin martial souls and half a year of special training, his strength had already far surpassed that of his peers.

The reason for his rapid improvement is simple: his soul power was due to the loss of his soul bone, not its disappearance.

With the resources and assistance of Blue Tyrant Academy, reaching level 36 was not difficult.

“Xiao San, this competition is your stage to prove yourself.” Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back, his voice deep. “Let everyone see clearly who the real genius is.”

Xiao Wu stood beside Tang San, her level 41 soul power fluctuations faintly visible.

As the team's only Soul Master, she looked at Tang San with eyes full of trust: "Third Brother, you can definitely create a miracle."

Although Xiao Wu learned that Tang San's father was a Title Douluo during these six months, she still did not choose to leave.

She believed that Tang Hao hadn't made a move for so long because he must have been moved by her and Tang San's true love.

Therefore, she will not leave Tang San.

Although the Blue Tyrant Team only has Xiao Wu as a Soul Master, the other members, under the brainwashing of Yu Xiaogang and knowing Tang San's true identity, all have blind confidence in Tang San.

Especially Tailong of the Power Clan, he's practically Tang San's lackey.

"Don't worry, teacher." Tang San clenched his fist, his eyes flashing with determination. "I am no longer the same person I used to be. I can even fight against the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall!"

"Of course, you're the best, mistress!"

Yu Xiaogang gave his approval, but he knew that Blue Tyrant Academy's chances of winning the championship were slim.

Instead, they wanted to use Tang San's reputation as a genius to attract more geniuses to Blue Tyrant Academy.

After all, Tang San is only thirteen years old, and he will have many more opportunities to participate in competitions in the future.

Yu Xiaogang can also take advantage of Tang San's peak strength to win the championship, and then he will become a genius mentor who cultivates the strongest young generation!
Time flies like an arrow, and in the blink of an eye, the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament is just around the corner.

The thief's gaze swept over the spirited team members, a confident smile playing on his lips.

"Now that everything is ready!" he said firmly, "let the Heaven Dou Empire's participating teams experience firsthand what the difference in strength truly means!"

(End of this chapter)