Douluo Dragon King: Martial Soul Spring and Autumn Cicada, Lord of Time

"Zhao Tao, Xie Xie, it's your turn!"

After watching the matches, Wu Changkong's brows, which had been relaxed at first, gradually furrowed!

After all, the quality of the students in Class 5 was even worse than he had imagined.

Aside from Tang Wulin, whose strength was extraordinary, Wu Changkong had a fairly good impression of him.

As for the other trainees, in Wu Changkong's eyes, they were no different from rotten fish and shrimp.

However, looking at Zhao Tao and Xie Xie who had not yet appeared, Wu Changkong's eyes lit up again!

There are still some promising talents in the fifth class that I teach!

"Zhao Tao, I didn't get a chance to test my skills against you last time, but this time I'll see just how strong you really are!"

Looking at Zhao Tao in the distance, Xie Xie's eyes flashed with intense fighting spirit.

Clearly, he still harbored resentment towards Zhao Tao, who had caused him to be assigned to Class 5.

"Then bring it on!"

Hearing Xie Xie's words, Zhao Tao smiled slightly.

"start!"

With a command from Wu Changkong, Xie Xie waved his hand, and the Light Dragon Dagger appeared in his hand, while the yellow soul ring under his feet flashed!

The next moment, Xie Xie's Light Dragon Dagger flashed with a sharp golden light, and his figure transformed into a bolt of lightning, instantly stabbing towards Zhao Tao's chest!

"Too slow!"

Looking at Xie Xie who was launching an attack on him, Zhao Tao smiled slightly and also activated his martial spirit and soul power!

As Zhao Tao uttered his command, a flash of silver light appeared, and the Spring and Autumn Cicada Martial Soul manifested in Zhao Tao's left palm.

At the same time, a purple millennium soul ring suddenly flashed out behind Zhao Tao.

Seeing this, the other students on the playground stared at Zhao Tao in disbelief, their eyes filled with astonishment.

Even Wu Changkong, who was usually calm and aloof, stared intently at Zhao Tao, his mouth slightly open, as if a storm was raging in his heart!

With this child around, my plan to lead Class 5 of Grade 1 to a comeback is a sure thing!

Only Tang Wulin and Zhou Changxi were able to remain calm.

After all, one of them had been classmates with Zhao Tao for three years, and the other had also witnessed Zhao Tao's spirit rings.

"Time Buries the Sword!"

And just as everyone was watching in astonishment, the purple soul ring behind Zhao Tao suddenly flashed!

The next moment, accompanied by a silver lightning bolt, an ancient longsword shimmering with magnificent light appeared in Zhao Tao's hand.

The surface of the longsword is covered with mysterious inscriptions and exudes a strange power that seems to be able to distort space and time.

With the Time Burial Sword in hand, Zhao Tao gently flipped his palm, and the blade of the Time Burial Sword faced forward, easily blocking Xie Xie's thrust.

Immediately, the Time Burial Sword in Zhao Tao's hand seemed to turn from solid to ethereal, instantly piercing through Xie Xie's Light Dragon Dagger!

And it flashed past Xie Xie at a speed that Xie Xie couldn't react to at all, leaving a faint bloodstain on Xie Xie's neck!

"You lost!"

Slowly sheathing his sword, Zhao Tao looked at Xie Xie, who was panting heavily and still immersed in the threat of death, and spoke calmly.

"Good, very good!"

Looking at this almost overwhelming battle, Wu Changkong finally nodded in satisfaction, his eyes full of admiration!

It can be said that Wu Changkong was very satisfied with Zhao Tao's soul skills and his performance in battle, even to the point of being shocked!

Honestly, Wu Changkong had to admit that, at the same age and with the same level of cultivation, he was definitely no match for Zhao Tao!

With a student like this, not only will it be easy for him to conquer the intermediate level of Donghai Academy, but it will also be easy for him to join Shrek Academy in the future!

Thinking of this, Wu Changkong's perpetually expressionless face, usually frozen like ice, couldn't help but reveal a faint smile to Zhao Tao.

"As for you, Xie Xie, there's no need to belittle yourself or be too discouraged."

"Although you are no match for Zhao Tao, you are still considered quite good among your peers."

After praising Zhao Tao thoroughly, Wu Changkong turned to Xie Xie and offered a rare word of comfort.

After all, the promotion tournament will require at least two players to participate.

Xie Xie was the teammate that Wu Changkong had prepared for Zhao Tao.

He certainly didn't want Xie Xie's Dao heart to be shattered by Zhao Tao's attack, causing him to become despondent.

"I understand, Ms. Wu."

Hearing Wu Changkong's words, Xie Xie nodded, but his eyes still gleamed with a defiant spirit: "Zhao Tao, you won this time, but I will definitely be back!"

"I'm ready anytime. I can annihilate you this time. Even if you come a thousand times, ten thousand times, you still won't be a match for me!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Tao smiled faintly and replied with an air of composure.

"Now, let's begin the second round!"

After giving everyone half an hour to rest, Wu Changkong organized the second round of the competition.

After four rounds of competition, including byes, only three students remain out of the original twenty.

They are Zhao Tao, Tang Wulin, and a female student named Han Lan, who received a bye in the previous round.

"Tang Wulin, you will first fight Han Lan. The winner will then challenge Zhao Tao!"

Looking at the remaining three, Wu Changkong spoke calmly, announcing the order of the next challenge.

"Yes, teacher!"

Upon hearing Wu Changkong's words, Tang Wulin and Han Lan went to opposite sides of the battlefield.

At Wu Changkong's command, Han Lan activated her earth element martial soul and began fighting against Tang Wulin.

As Han Lan's spirit rings flashed, stone pillars appeared around Tang Wulin, trapping him inside.

If it were any other student, even Xie Xie, bound by such a sturdy stone prison, it would probably be very difficult for him to break free.

It was precisely because of this soul skill that Han Lan was able to win repeatedly in previous battles and advance to the final round.

Unfortunately, this time she was fighting against Tang Wulin, who possessed the bloodline of the Golden Dragon King and whose strength far surpassed that of ordinary people.

Faced with stone pillars thicker than his thighs, Tang Wulin did not panic. Instead, he silently took out a forging hammer from his storage soul tool, swung it fiercely, and smashed it into the stone pillar.

With a loud "boom," Tang Wulin stepped out of a cloud of dust and easily ended the match.

"Good, Tang Wulin wins. After a half-hour rest, you and Zhao Tao will have your final battle!"

Looking at Tang Wulin holding the forging hammer, Wu Changkong nodded, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Tang Wulin, whose martial soul was the most unremarkable Blue Silver Grass, became a dark horse.

Such great power is even comparable to that of a Soul Master. Could it be that his Martial Soul has mutated, or that he has an unawakened second Martial Soul or bloodline?

At this moment, Tang Wulin also attracted Wu Changkong's attention.

After all, although the promotion tournament only requires at least two participants, many larger Soul Master competitions require teams of at least three Soul Masters to participate.

Perhaps, Tang Wulin could become the last person in this love triangle.

With this in mind, Wu Changkong also included Tang Wulin in his special training program.

"Alright, let's begin the final round of battle!"

And soon, thirty minutes had passed.

At this moment, Tang Wulin had also regained his composure.

At this moment, Wu Changkong spoke again, instructing Zhao Tao and Tang Wulin to begin the final battle.