Douluo's Demon Blade Thousand Blades and the Original Martial Soul

Chapter 179 Yu Xiaogang Requests an Audience with Bibi Dong

"Three Soul Kings and four Soul Masters!" Tang San was taken aback. After all, no one had told him this news before, so he was quite shocked when he first heard it.

The appearance of a Soul King within the Heaven Dou Second Team had already shocked him once, but he never expected the Spirit Hall Team to be even stronger than the Heaven Dou Second Team. In Tang San and the others' eyes, the Heaven Dou Second Team only had two Soul Kings.

Currently, Tang San and Dai Mubai have the highest Soul Power levels in the Shrek Academy team, having reached level 42 after being at level 41 during the preliminaries. The rest of the team members are all Soul Masters.

The Shrek team was able to reach the finals thanks to their excellent teamwork, their spirit fusion skill "Netherworld White Tiger," and Tang San's individual skills, as well as the luck boost brought by the protagonist's halo.

However, even the best teamwork cannot overcome the huge difference in soul power level, so the Shrek team's performance in the finals was not favored.

Ning Fengzhi nodded and said, "The news is probably true. Xiao San, you're still young. There's no need to fight so hard for the championship this time. Instead of desperately trying to win a ranking that's not even in the top three, I still advise you to withdraw from the competition now. I think your teammates will understand, so you don't need to worry about it."

Tang San lowered his head and fell silent, his heart filled with turmoil.

"Ning Fengzhi is right. It would be meaningless for me to desperately strive for a ranking that is not even in the top three. Not only would it fail to prove my teacher, but for me, losing to my peers would also be unacceptable."

Do I really have to give up the competition?

No, I, Tang San, have lived two lives and am a disciple of the Tang Clan. I am confident that, in terms of my talent, no one of my generation on the Douluo Continent can surpass me.

I possess the Mysterious Heaven Skill, the Mysterious Heaven Skill, the Crane Control and Dragon Capture Technique, the Ghost Shadow Tracking, the Mysterious Jade Hand, and numerous hidden weapon techniques. In the finals, I, leading the Shrek team, will certainly have a fighting chance.

Thinking of this, Tang San's eyes became incredibly determined.

Tang San raised his head, looked directly into Ning Fengzhi's eyes, and said firmly, "Uncle Ning, I want to join the war!"

Ning Fengzhi was taken aback, then smiled gently and nodded, saying, "Since you've made your decision, you should be prepared. The Spirit Hall probably won't try to kill you until the end of the competition, but once you leave Spirit City, the Spirit Hall's pursuit will be even more terrifying than today. At that time, even I might not be able to protect you."

I can reveal a secret to you: among our seven major sects, only the three upper sects are not within the sphere of influence of the Spirit Hall.

Why is the Spirit Hall something that both empires fear? Because of its absolute power. I dare say that the combined number of Spirit Masters controlled by the two empires is less than half that of the Spirit Hall.

After a pause, Ning Fengzhi continued, "The Pope himself is even more unfathomable. He is hailed as the most powerful leader in the history of the Spirit Hall."

"Alright, I've said everything I wanted to tell you. From now on, your uncle will do his best to ensure your safety. You should go back now." Ning Fengzhi's last words were very calm, but as the head of a sect, this was tantamount to a promise he made to Tang San.

Tang San could also sense that Ning Fengzhi's words at this moment were not motivated by any self-interest, nor were they intended to win him over. He was simply showing concern for a junior from an elder's perspective.

"Uncle Ning, perhaps I cannot join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, but as long as I live, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will always be my friend." Tang San said this solemnly before leaving.

If Lin Yizhang heard this, he would definitely twitch his lips. He said the same thing in the original story, but did the future Tang San truly consider the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School as a friend?

In his previous life, Lin Yizhang had seen a short video of Sword Bone Douluo dying while saving Tang San and how Tang San did not revive the two of them. He still remembered that the comments section was filled with Sword Douluo's little fans going crazy.

The future of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School cannot be described as extremely tragic. It can only be said that if it weren't for his constant help to Tang San, the Sword Bone Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would not have perished so early, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would not have declined as a result.

If Tang San truly considered the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School as a friend, then it would be one thing if he didn't help revive them, but did the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School ever receive any useful help from Tang San?

"I'd rather be Xiao Yan's underling than Tang San's friend!"

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Wuhun City.

After passing the Soul Master test, Yu Xiaogang entered the city. At over fifty years old and only at level twenty-nine, he was not subjected to much scrutiny by the city gate guards and entered Wuhun City smoothly.

Without pausing for a moment, Yu Xiaogang eagerly went straight to the Pope's Palace, the highest governing body of the Spirit Hall.

In front of the Papal Palace.

"Halt!" Two Templar Knights clad in silver armor blocked Yu Xiaogang's path. A total of one hundred Templar Knights simultaneously raised their longswords. "This is forbidden territory. Take another step closer and you will be killed without mercy."

Facing over a hundred paladins whose strength was clearly superior to his own, Yu Xiaogang forced himself to remain calm to avoid making a fool of himself.

Yu Xiaogang raised his hand and showed the token that Tang Hao had given him.

The leading paladin stepped forward quickly, and when he saw the six symbols on the token, he couldn't help but shudder. He knelt down on one knee with a thud, "Greetings, Elder."

The hundred paladins performed the same action in perfect unison, and against their backdrop, the originally ordinary Yu Xiaogang no longer looked so ordinary.

At that moment, Yu Xiaogang felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction.

Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but imagine the scene where his disciple proved the theory of martial spirit for him in this final, and he himself was respected and admired by countless people.

He even imagined Tang San adding eight black ten-thousand-year spirit rings and one red one-hundred-thousand-year spirit ring to his Clear Sky Hammer in the future, making him an unmatched disciple in the entire spirit master world, with countless people vying to be accepted as his apprentice.

As he pondered, a somewhat unnatural smile appeared on his dark, wrinkled, and stiff face.

After a long while, Yu Xiaogang came to his senses. "Take me to see the Pope."

Half an hour later, in the council hall of the Papal Palace, the master quietly sipped his finest tea, waiting patiently.

In the vast council hall, spanning over a thousand square meters, he was the only person present.

The three-meter-high archway opened, and a gentle voice sounded from outside, "You all stay outside and wait. No one is allowed to disturb us without my order."

"Yes."

The master finally shifted his gaze from the fragrant tea and looked towards the entrance of the council hall.

The door opened, and a woman walked in.

She wasn't very tall, around 1.7 meters, and wore a magnificent black robe with gold trim. She wore a nine-curved purple-gold crown and held a two-meter-long scepter inlaid with countless jewels. Her fair skin and near-perfect features made her stand out from the crowd.

In particular, the intangible nobility and holiness emanating from them makes people unable to help but feel a sense of worship.

Although Bibi Dong looks to be only around thirty years old, she is actually a year older than the master and is already over fifty.

The master remained seated, and the woman stopped in her tracks after entering the gate.

Their eyes met in mid-air.

No sparks flew.

Yu Xiaogang's gaze was complex, as was Bibi Dong's.

(End of this chapter)