Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Young Gilas, Sandstorm King!

Lou Gao fell completely silent, and crimson-gold flames danced wildly in his eyes.

This ability is practically tailor-made for "push teams"!
Imagine a colossal creature, its power constantly increasing, its speed unparalleled, its evasion incredibly high, and its immunity to all weakening effects, rampaging across the battlefield...

What can stop it except for overwhelming force?
Seeing the teacher's shocked expression, Lin Xia concluded:
"Teacher, this is my current Soul Skill system: [Sandstorm] controls the field, creating an absolute home field; [Sand Power] grants unparalleled power, serving as the core output; [Sand Deflection] completely solves the speed deficiency, turning sluggishness into extreme speed; [Sand Concealment] provides powerful evasion at high speeds, increasing survivability and margin for error; [Eternal Purity] eliminates the risk of being weakened, ensuring that the enhancement results never fade!"

His voice carried a confident air of complete control, like a king proclaiming his decrees amidst a sandstorm.

"The five soul skills complement each other and are interconnected, forming a perfect combat loop within the sandstorm domain. Strength, speed, defense (evasion), resistance (immunity to weakening), control (environment)... there are no weaknesses! This is the source of my confidence that Tyranitar and I have no weaknesses now!"

Lin Xia's gaze shone brightly as she stared straight up at the building.

"In short, my role is to close the gap in the sandstorm domain using extreme speed and powerful evasion, unleash devastating attacks with ever-increasing terrifying power, and be immune to all weakening methods, so that I can fight continuously until I destroy all opponents—a high-speed enhanced pusher!"

boom!
Lin Xia's words were like a final thunderclap, exploding in the mind of Lou Gao, the newly nominated candidate for godhood.

High speed! Enhanced! Pusher!

Every word is imbued with a powerful, violent aesthetic!
Even the breaths of those on the upper floors seemed to pause for a moment.

He was not shocked by the power of a single soul skill, but by the near-flawless system formed by these five soul skills!

This goes beyond the scope of soul skill combinations; it's practically a perfectly crafted combat program tailor-made for "war machines"!

He maximized the innate advantages of Tyranitar, which were like a prehistoric beast, and forcibly made up for all possible shortcomings!

Weakened immunity (Eternal Body) ensures the absoluteness of power.

High speed (sand-penetrating) solved the problem of mobility.

High evasion (sand camouflage) compensates for potential deficiencies in defense.

Home advantage (dust) provides both environment and a source of strength.

The core damage output (Sand Power) is a decisive cannon strike!

These five elements combined... Lou Gao seemed to see a monarch of steel and rock roaring and charging through the raging yellow sand, ignoring all obstacles and crushing everything in his way into dust!
It has no fancy techniques, only the purest, most efficient, and most ruthless power pouring out!

"hiss……"

Lou Gao took another long breath of the air, which smelled of alcohol and metal, as if only in this way could he calm the turmoil in his heart.

Looking at his disciple, who was only twelve years old but had already built such a terrifying combat system, his eyes were filled with indescribable complex emotions—shock, pride, relief, and even more so, the excitement of witnessing history and a miracle.

"monster……"

Lou Gao finally uttered two words, then burst into deafening laughter, filled with unbridled joy.

"Hahaha! Little monster! You're a real monster! A twelve-year-old Soul King! A monstrous combination of Soul Skills! And this monstrous mecha and this monstrous size!"

"Hahaha! The best thing I ever did in my life was taking you, this monster, as my disciple! Good! Excellent! Absolutely fantastic!"

The unrestrained laughter echoed in the carriage, making Wen Yu tremble slightly.

Bangalore seemed to understand that it was being praised, and it let out a deep, slightly proud roar, raising its huge head slightly.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Lin Xia's profile, which remained calm and composed despite the teacher's high praise, and her clear, cool eyes shone with an admiration that was more dazzling than the stars.

Lin Xia was a little embarrassed by the teacher's praise, but the confidence in his eyes didn't fade in the slightest. He leaned gently against the carriage wall, feeling the slight jolts from the speeding train, watching the scenery rushing past the window, his tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible emotion and satisfaction.

"Teacher, you flatter me. The road ahead is long. The mecha needs improvement, my soul power needs breakthroughs, and the challenges ahead will only be greater. However..."

He turned his head, his smile gentle yet firm, as solid as a rock.

"With my teacher here, with Bangiras, with Zhu Qing, and with all the brothers and sisters in the Blacksmiths' Guild together, I feel that life couldn't be better."

Lou Gao looked at him, his laughter gradually subsiding, his eyes filled with satisfaction and pride.

He picked up the wine flask, but instead of drinking it himself, he tossed it directly to Lin Xia.

"Here you go, kid! For your 'no weaknesses,' and for the steel future of our Blacksmiths' Guild—cheers!"

Lin Xia caught the heavy wine sac steadily, and without the slightest hesitation, tilted her head back and took a big gulp.

The spicy, scalding liquor burned like a molten lava flow from my throat all the way to my stomach, igniting an even more intense flame in my chest.

He handed the wine flask to Zhu Zhuqing beside him. Zhu Zhuqing's face turned slightly red, but she bravely took a small sip. She choked and coughed, which made Lin Xia and Lou Gao burst into laughter again.

"Roar?"

Bangiras tilted his enormous head, a hint of curiosity in his dark red eyes.

It smelled a scent emanating from the skin, a scent that was strangely unfamiliar to it yet possessed a peculiar allure.

It remembered the old man before it, radiating a warm, fiery aura; it remembered the smell of scorching metal on his forging table from years ago; and it remembered the powerful embrace from just now.

In its simple mind, whatever the old man handed it must be good.

"Teacher! No..."

Lin Xia's gasp caught in her throat, and her face turned deathly pale!

He knew all too well what was going to happen next!

The image of the forest that had been completely razed to the ground two years ago instantly flashed clearly in his mind—the raging sandstorm, the destructive force, and the irrational roar!

That time, deep in a remote forest, he exerted all his strength to calm Bangiras down before he could cause an even greater disaster.

At this moment, they are in a speeding carriage!

Outside are roads connecting to the town!
Not far away is Gengjin City!
late!

Following Lou Gao's example, Bangiras awkwardly "held" the skin with his claws covered in scales.

It seemed to think the container was too small, so it simply opened its mouth and, like a whale drinking, pointed the opening of the bladder at its throat.

"Glug! Glug! Glug!"

Instead of sipping it, it was like pouring magma down his throat. The entire bag contained at least seven or eight pounds of top-grade liquor, enough to make an ordinary Soul Master drunk to death. In just a few breaths, Tyranitar drank it all down!

The carriage was instantly filled with an intense, almost overwhelming smell of alcohol.

Time seemed to freeze for a moment. (End of Chapter)