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

Chapter 128 Ruthless Scoundrel, The Cultivation Direction of Twin Martial Souls

"How could he possibly participate?!"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened, and he clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

He originally thought that no thieves would care about the qualifiers, and that Blue Tyrant Academy would make a name for itself by stepping on the villainous team under his arrangement.

At that time, he will be able to give a resounding slap in the face to those who once mocked him.

Unexpectedly, when the "No Thieves Under Heaven" competition started, his meticulously planned scheme collapsed at that moment.

The originally perfect script was completely disrupted.

Not only Yu Xiaogang, but also people in the VIP seats and the audience exclaimed in surprise.

"The Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, he actually took action himself?!"

"That's fine too. I want to see just how strong this Holy Son of the Spirit Hall really is."

"The Blue Tyrant team is really in a sorry state! You know, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall is the only Soul King in the Heaven Dou region!"

The elites from each team straightened their backs without prior arrangement.

They originally thought that with the strength of the villainous team, they wouldn't be able to force the "No Thieves Under Heaven" team to compete in the qualifiers.

But to everyone's surprise, he actually took action himself against the Blue Tyrant Team, which only had one Soul Master!

Fire Dance's red hair flew wildly, and her fiery eyes flashed with fighting spirit.

"Hmph, let me see just how good you are as a Holy Son!"

Besides her, Feng Xiaotian from Shenfeng Academy, Shui Bing'er from Tianshui Academy, and Yu Tianxin from Leiting Academy were all eagerly anticipating her arrival.

On the VIP platform, the three members of the teaching committee of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy, Ning Fengzhi, Emperor Xueye, and Salas were all watching intently.

Because they all want to know.

Just how powerful is this person who stands at the pinnacle of the younger generation?!
"First up is the villain team!" The emcee's voice trembled slightly with excitement.
"The leader of the team is their captain, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, the only Soul King in the Heaven Dou Region, Wu Zetian!"

Without any emotional fluctuation, Tianxia Wuzei appeared on the arena with six traitors and rebels.

Seven figures slowly made their entrance.

"No Thieves Under Heaven" led the way, his black outfit highlighting his slender figure, each step seemingly treading on the audience's heartbeats.

It was just a simple lineup adjustment, replacing Ning Rongrong.

But the team's momentum changed completely, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.

At the other exit, Tang San led Xiao Wu, Tai Long, Huang Yuan, Jing Ling, Jiang Zhu, and Niu Ben from the Yu Clan out.

Apart from Xiao Wu, who is a level 41 Soul Master, the other six, including Tang San, are only Soul Venerables.

On paper, Blue Tyrant Academy's strength is only slightly higher than Royal Fighting Team 2, and it is still one of the bottom teams.

They were only standing opposite the villainous team when they felt a suffocating aura rushing towards them, and their legs went weak.

Like a fawn that has wandered into the territory of a wild beast, even breathing becomes difficult.

But Tang San was still unwilling to give up, staring fiercely at Tianxia Wuzei.

"So what if your soul power is higher than mine? I'll show you who the real genius is!"

"No Thieves Under Heaven" glanced at him and said, "You don't deserve it."

With just three words, Tang San felt as if he had been pierced by a thousand arrows.

He's usually the one who looks down on others, but I never imagined that when the roles are reversed, this is how it feels.

Seeing that the atmosphere was already tense even before the game started, the referee quickly made the announcement.

"I hereby declare the first match of the second round of the qualifiers, between Team Evil and Team Blue Tyrant, to begin!"

The players from the Blue Tyrant team instantly unleashed their martial spirits.

Tang San stood at the very front, his eyes bloodshot and his breath ragged.

"Hoo hoo! Don't underestimate me! I possess twin martial souls, what makes you think you can fight me!"

This time, he didn't use the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul first; he simply released the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul directly.

In an instant, three spirit rings, purple, purple, purple, appeared beneath his feet.

The combination of three millennium-old soul rings astonished everyone present.

"Wow, so this is what twin martial souls are like? To be able to attach a thousand-year soul ring as the very first soul ring, truly a genius!"

"Although Tang San is only a Soul Master, with this combination of Soul Rings, he probably has the strength to rival a Soul Grandmaster!"

"Fortunately, the Blue Tyrant Team faced the Evil Thief Team in the second round, otherwise the other teams might not have been able to force Tang San to unleash his second spirit!"

Because the audience was shocked by the soul ring combinations of the three traitors on the first day, they were no longer as surprised by the soul ring combinations of Tang San's second martial soul.

After all, a thousand-year soul ring is not a rare thing.

On the VIP platform, Emperor Xueye looked at the three purple spirit rings on Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer, stroked his snow-white beard, and pondered to himself.

"He is indeed a genius with twin martial souls. Although his reputation is not good, we can try to win him over to use him to counter the Spirit Hall."

He considered trying to win them over.

There was no way around it; the younger generation of the Spirit Hall was simply too strong, suppressing the geniuses of the two great empires to the point of being unable to raise their heads.

Ning Fengzhi did not reveal Tang San's identity to Emperor Xue Ye, because he also wanted to win Tang San over. Although he couldn't compare to the legendary Wu Zetian, he had already surpassed 99% of geniuses.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, with Tang San's twin martial souls and innate full soul power, becoming a Title Douluo is only a matter of time.

Ning Fengzhi would not easily give up on a genius with the potential to become a Title Douluo.

Now that they know Tang Hao's situation, they have more confidence to win over Tang San.

On the arena, Tianxia Wuzei looked at Tang San's three purple spirit rings with a mocking expression.

"Is this your confidence? That's truly disappointing!"

He stepped forward slowly, his aura growing increasingly terrifying.

The other six people stayed where they were, watching the show.

The Explosive King instantly possessed him, and spirit rings appeared one after another from beneath his feet.

After the appearance of his three spirit rings—yellow, yellow, and purple—everyone was looking forward to his fourth spirit ring.

After all, the three traitors and rebels all had four rings that lasted for ten thousand years, so as their leader, Wuzhe Tianxia couldn't possibly be inferior to them.

"His fourth spirit ring must also be a ten-thousand-year spirit ring!"

Everyone craned their necks, their faces full of hope.

However, when Wu Zetian's fourth spirit ring appeared, the entire arena fell silent.

A scarlet spirit ring appeared, displaying the unique radiance of a 100,000-year spirit ring.

With the appearance of the red spirit ring, even the fifth black ten-thousand-year spirit ring paled in comparison.

"Gulu."

Everyone present was utterly shocked, and for a moment they forgot to breathe.

On the VIP stage, Ning Fengzhi was the first to exclaim in surprise.

"A fourth ring after 100,000 years?! How is that possible?!"

These words caused an uproar throughout the Great Soul Arena, with discussions erupting like a tidal wave.

"A 100,000-year-old spirit ring?! Am I seeing things?!"

"I thought the soul ring combination of the three traitors was scary enough, but I never expected that it would be nothing compared to the 'No Thieves Under Heaven'!"

On the arena, the members of the Blue Tyrant team were all terrified, their faces drained of color.

Tang San originally thought that his Clear Sky Hammer with its three thousand-year soul rings would be enough to shock the world.

However, compared to a 100,000-year spirit ring, three 1,000-year spirit rings are simply a pile of dog shit on the roadside.

Xiao Wu looked completely bewildered; she sensed a familiar aura emanating from that 100,000-year-old soul ring.

I stumbled and almost fell to the ground, my heart filled with horror.

"That...that's Erming's spirit ring?! This...how is this possible! He's only a Soul Master, how could he absorb a 100,000-year spirit ring!"

Seeing this, Tyrone and the others lost their focus and were unable to muster any strength to resist.

The thief ignored them and stepped forward.

Tang San and the others felt as if a mountain was pressing down on them, and their Soul Master strength was simply not enough to withstand the pressure.

"Pfft!"

One by one, they knelt on the ground in a sorry state, with only Tang San and Xiao Wu able to support themselves on all fours and not stick to the ground.

Tyrone and the others slammed their faces heavily onto the arena floor, their features contorted and deformed.

The Thief Under Heaven strolled up to Tang San and lightly lifted his chin with the tip of his boot.

"You don't even deserve to stand in front of me. Who gave you the courage to challenge me? Fish Leong?!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly moved his ankle, and Tang San flew backward like a cannonball, crashing heavily into the audience.

"You too, get out!"

"No Thief Under Heaven" then stomped his foot, unleashing a circular shockwave that swept across the arena, sending all the remaining team members flying.

"what!"

The other members of the Blue Tyrant team were instantly knocked off the stage by the shockwave, and were all eliminated.

Without even glancing at them, Tianxia Wuzei strode towards the exit.

"Referee, announce the result."

The referee then seemed to realize what was happening and hurriedly announced the result.

"In the first match of the second round of the qualifiers, the Evil Thief team faced off against the Blue Tyrant team, and the Evil Thief team emerged victorious."

But the thief had already disappeared at the end of the passage, not even bothering to spare a glance for the shocked audience.

Back at the hotel, he spoke to Lion Douluo.

"Fourth brother, I need to leave for a while to hone my new skills. Old Poison can protect me, you stay here to protect their safety."

(End of this chapter)