Douluo Continent: Disciple Tang San, righteous yet evil

Chapter 144 Black Tiger Dai Mubai, Breaking Bad Oscar

Half an hour later, Dai Mubai suddenly opened his eyes and felt the powerful soul force within his body, which made him extremely excited.

"My soul power has broken through three levels in a row, and it is now level forty-four!"

Upon hearing this, Flander, Zhao Wuji, and the others were shocked. They had actually broken through three levels of soul power in succession, saving them at least a year of cultivation time.

"The improvement of soul power is nothing; the most important thing is the transformation of the martial soul."

Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes blazing, and his tone laced with arrogance, as if everything was within his calculations.

"Martial Soul Transformation?"

Dai Mubai's eyes were filled with shock and doubt. Their Dai family's White Tiger Martial Soul was already a top-tier Martial Soul, how could it possibly become even stronger?

However, he did sense some changes in his martial soul.

"Could it be that my White Tiger Martial Soul has really become stronger?"

Thinking of this, Dai Mubai was so excited he almost fainted. If his martial spirit could advance further, he might be able to surpass Lin Mu's armor martial spirit.

"White Tiger, possessed!"

With a soft shout, Dai Mubai instantly completed the Martial Soul Possession, his body instantly swelled up, and his muscles became even more muscular than before.

However, his martial spirit underwent a tremendous change.

The originally noble and domineering White Tiger Martial Soul has turned into a pitch-black Black Tiger, even exuding a strange and evil aura.

Everyone was stunned by the change in Dai Mubai's martial soul.

"Xiao Gang, is this what you called the Martial Soul Transformation?"

Flander looked up at Yu Xiaogang, his tone questioning. From a white tiger to a black tiger, Dai Mubai's status as the Star Luo Prince was effectively ruined.

"This is the transformation of a martial soul. By changing the origin of the martial soul, it gains a more powerful attack. The original White Tiger did not have any advantage among top-tier martial souls."

Yu Xiaogang feigned composure and forced an explanation.

However, this extremely far-fetched explanation did not convince Dai Mubai, and his second spirit ring suddenly lit up.

The next moment, five extremely sharp black slashes attacked Yu Xiaogang.

Startled by the sudden attack, Yu Xiaogang, with his level 29 soul power, had no time to dodge.

At that moment, Flander reacted quickly and stepped in front of Yu Xiaogang.

"Shhh!!"

Even though Flander reacted quickly, Yu Xiaogang's arm was still slashed with a shocking wound.

Amidst the intense pain, Yu Xiaogang's eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting heavily, almost roaring, "Dai Mubai, I kindly helped you improve your strength, and this is how you repay me?"

"I'm sorry, Master, I suddenly lost control just now."

As he spoke, a barely perceptible cold glint flashed in Dai Mubai's eyes. This old man was clearly using him as an experimental subject, yet he didn't deserve Dai Mubai's gratitude.

As for what he said before, he never intended to fulfill it.

"Dai Mubai! You dare to hurt my teacher? Do you want to make an enemy of the entire Spirit Hall?!"

Ma Hongjun stepped forward and made a threatening statement.

In response, Dai Mubai shrugged and vehemently denied it, saying, "I really didn't mean to do that just now."

"Okay, don't make any noise!"

Seeing the two at loggerheads, Flander once again acted as a peacemaker, saying, "Given Dai Mubai's personality, he probably didn't do it on purpose; it's probably just some effect of the herbs."

Just then, Oscar finally stood up from the ground.

With Dai Mubai as a cautionary tale, everyone turned to look at Oscar, worried that he might also make a mistake.

"Little Ao, how are you feeling?"

"I feel more relaxed than ever before, even a bit lightheaded, and my soul power has broken through to level 40 in one fell swoop."

Oscar exclaimed excitedly. Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned; such a massive increase in soul power at once!

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang, enduring the pain, asked, "What about your martial spirit? Has your martial spirit changed at all?"

"let me try."

Oscar was equally impatient and immediately chanted a spell: "I have a big poisonous intestine."

The next moment, a completely black sausage floated in his palm.

Upon seeing the burnt sausage, Oscar was dumbfounded and exclaimed in disbelief, "How could this be? Wasn't my first soul skill supposed to restore the giant sausage?"

Seeing that Oscar's martial soul had also mutated, Dai Mubai felt a sense of schadenfreude.

Since he had already been tricked by Yu Xiaogang, he naturally didn't want Oscar to have an easy time; otherwise, he would only feel worse in comparison.

"Little Ao, what about your other soul skills?" Flander asked hurriedly.

Upon hearing this, Oscar examined the artifact carefully, his expression growing increasingly grim. He said in a deep voice, "The second soul skill has also changed; only the effect of the third soul skill remains the same."

Everyone was completely dumbfounded. Only the third soul skill remained unchanged. Could Oscar still be considered a food-type soul master?

At this moment, Flander's face was so gloomy it could drip water.

He walked slowly to Yu Xiaogang, slapped him hard across the face, and shouted, "What exactly happened! Do you even know the effects of this herb?"

"Flander! I did all this for Shrek Academy!"

A trickle of blood seeped from the corner of Yu Xiaogang's mouth as he declared confidently, "Oscar's third soul skill was flawed to begin with. He might as well change his soul master path as soon as possible and become a poison-attribute soul master!"

Upon hearing this theory, Flanders fell silent.

Undeniably, Yu Xiaogang's words make sense; a Soul Master losing a third Soul Skill reduces their effectiveness by more than half.

Although Oscar's martial soul has mutated, his soul power has broken through to level 40. Changing his soul master path in time is not a bad idea.

Just as everyone fell silent, Yu Xiaogang added:
"I just need to choose a fourth spirit ring for Hong Jun, so I can also help Oscar choose a spirit ring. With Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo around, we can choose any spirit ring under ten thousand years."

Upon hearing that Yu Xiaogang could mobilize two Title Douluos, everyone was filled with disbelief.

At this moment, Oscar finally came to his senses, a resolute glint in his eyes, and said, "Master, I am willing to switch to the poison attribute."

Since things have come to this point, there's no point in sticking to the original route anymore.

Seeing that Oscar was so sensible, Yu Xiaogang nodded slightly and said, "After this competition is over, you will come with us to the Star Dou Great Forest."

Oscar nodded in agreement to the arrangement.

Seeing this, Flander sighed, hoping that Xiao Gang would be reliable this time and not cause any more trouble.

As for the later matches, Dai Mubai, whose strength has greatly increased, is there anyway.

As the competition began, Yu Xiaogang went to the VIP seats alone.

"Who is this?"

Looking at the sudden arrival of Yu Xiaogang, Emperor Xueye was filled with doubt. Why did the gatekeeper let this guy in?
At this moment, Salas stood up from his seat and solemnly introduced, "Your Majesty, this is Yu Xiaogang, the newly promoted elder of our Spirit Hall."

"I have met His Majesty."

Even when facing Emperor Xueye, Yu Xiaogang did not bow, but instead stood exceptionally straight.

Upon seeing this, Emperor Xueye's eyes flashed with displeasure. Did this guy think he was Lin Mu? How dare he be so disrespectful to him?

"So it's Elder Yu. It's a pity we didn't prepare any extra seats, so please stand for a while."

In the past, Emperor Xueye would not have dared to offend the Spirit Hall.

But now, the Crown Prince has almost won over Lin Mu, and their Heavenly Dou Empire is about to rise.

"Elder Yu, if you don't mind, you can sit here."

Salas immediately gave up his seat; this was the Pope's old flame, and he had to curry favor with him.

(End of this chapter)