Douluo Continent: Starting with the Fire-Breathing Dragon Martial Soul!

"Not good!" Tang San was shocked. He hadn't expected that the little fire dragon would have such an ability to obstruct vision.

He hurriedly tried to retreat using his ability to locate sounds and the slight improvement in his eyesight from the Purple Demon Eye, but Tang San's sense of direction was greatly diminished due to the smoke screen.

And just as his vision was obstructed and his movements paused slightly—

Amidst the smoke, a tiny orange-red flame suddenly shone in Tang San's vision and rapidly enlarged!

Charmander, with his control over the flames and his own senses, was completely unaffected by the smoke.

They seized the precious opportunity when Tang San's vision was taken away and his movements were slowed down, and launched another attack!

"spark!"

A flame, even hotter than before, pierced through the smoke and headed straight for Tang San's face!

With his vision obstructed, Tang San had no time to make an effective dodge. He could only instinctively cross his arms in front of him to protect himself, and rapidly circulated his Xuan Tian Gong internal energy in an attempt to withstand the burning sensation coming his way.

The energy contained within the flames made his heart pound! Tang San knew very well that if he were to take this hit head-on, he would be seriously injured!

Just at this critical moment, a figure appeared in front of Tang San like a ghost.

It's Dean Wang Zongchang!

With a casual wave of his hand, Wang Zongzhong neutralized the sparks spewed out by the little fire dragon, and the surrounding smoke slowly dissipated, revealing the situation inside the arena.

Charmander remained in an attacking stance, his eyes alert.

Lin Mo remained standing in the same spot, his expression calm.

Tang San stood there somewhat disheveled, his arms still in a blocking posture.

His face showed signs of shock, and large beads of sweat even began to appear on his forehead.

In front of him stood Dean Wang Zongchang, his hands clasped behind his back.

The outcome is decided!

If the dean hadn't intervened in time, he would have definitely taken a solid hit from that spark.

With the power of those sparks, even if Tang San were to protect himself with his Xuan Tian Gong, he would definitely not fare well.

Dean Wang Zongchang glanced at the still-shaken Tang San, then at the composed Lin Mo and the spirited little fire dragon in front of him, his admiration growing even stronger.

He announced loudly, "The sparring is over! Lin Mo wins!"

Upon hearing the dean's announcement, Tang San's body jolted, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

I lost? I actually lost?

He was a one-ring Soul Master with a hundred-year-old Soul Ring! How could he lose to a tenth-level Soul Master who didn't even have a Soul Ring?

How is this possible?!

A huge sense of loss and frustration instantly overwhelmed Tang San, leaving him somewhat disoriented and standing there blankly, seemingly unable to accept this fact.

Yu Xiaogang's face also turned very ugly, and the muscles on his stiff face twitched slightly.

This result also far exceeded his expectations.

His theories seemed somewhat pale and powerless in the face of Lin Mo's Little Fire Dragon Martial Soul.

Lin Mo looked at Tang San, who seemed somewhat lost and dejected, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He can't even handle this? It seems Tang San's mental fortitude isn't as strong as he thought.

Moreover, after this simple sparring session, Lin Mo had a general idea of ​​the strength of Tang San's Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.

If the dean hadn't intervened in time to save Tang San, that attack would have definitely been fatal for him.

After all, not everyone is like Ash, who has the superhuman physique to withstand 100,000 volts and Flamethrower without any damage.

Thinking of Ash's absurd resistances in the Pokémon anime he watched in his previous life, Lin Mo couldn't help but mentally complain.

Dean Wang Zongchang ignored Tang San, who was still digesting the failure, and Yu Xiaogang, whose face was pale. He walked up to Lin Mo with a smile, staring intently at him and the little fire dragon at his feet.

"Good! Very good!" Wang Zongchang did not hold back his praise. "Lin Mo, your little fire dragon martial soul is indeed extraordinary!"

Not only is it a rare detached beast martial soul, but the power of its flames and its grasp of the battle opportunity are also outstanding!

He paused, then continued, "It seems the reward I promised you can be delivered ahead of schedule."

Upon hearing the dean's words, Lin Mo's heart stirred, and he looked up at him.

Wang Zongchang patted Lin Mo on the shoulder and said confidently, "Wait until I finish dealing with some miscellaneous matters."

"A week from now, I'll personally take you to the Soul Hunting Forest to help you obtain a hundred-year soul ring that's perfectly suited to your little fire dragon martial soul!"

He spoke with great fervor, clearly indicating that this was no longer a simple investment; he obviously had high hopes for the talent Lin Mo had shown.

In the eyes of Dean Wang Zongchang, Lin Mo, a Soul Master with innate level six Soul Power, demonstrated exceptional combat ability and Martial Soul potential.

He has already surpassed Tang San, the innate genius with full soul power who is still questioning his existence next to him!

The fact that such a powerful detached beast spirit could hatch from an egg that was considered a useless spirit was an unprecedented miracle.

This sparring match showcased Charmander's exceptional talent to the fullest.

The fact that they were able to defeat Tang San, who already possessed his first spirit ring, so cleanly and decisively is enough to prove everything!

Although there is a clear attribute advantage between the two, the difference in soul power level and whether or not one possesses a soul ring is also an objectively existing gap.

Not to mention that Lin Mo has not yet obtained his first spirit ring!

Without the support of spirit rings, to be able to achieve this level solely through the abilities of the martial spirit itself—this talent and potential are worth his heavy investment!

In Wang Zongchang's view, the promise of a hundred-year-old soul ring in exchange for the favor of a student who might become a powerful figure in the future was a very worthwhile deal.

Lin Mo was delighted to hear the dean's affirmative promise.

He struggled to suppress the upward curve of his lips and bowed respectfully to Dean Wang Zongchang: "Thank you, Dean!"

Being able to be guided one-on-one by the dean to obtain the most suitable spirit ring for himself was clearly beyond Lin Mo's expectations.

The probability of finding a suitable soul ring is obviously much higher if you go out to hunt souls alone with the dean and the other person than if you go out with the main group.

Because of the fact that the little fire dragon can master soul skills as its soul power level increases, Lin Mo doesn't have high requirements for soul rings, but it would be best if he could obtain a high-quality soul ring.

After all, soul rings not only grant soul masters soul skills, but also provide them with significant attribute bonuses.

The difference in attribute bonuses between a ten-year soul ring and a hundred-year soul ring is naturally quite significant.

For Lin Mo, who desperately wanted to improve his strength in order to protect himself and achieve immortality, this was undoubtedly the most important step at present.

Wang Zongchang nodded in satisfaction, then glanced at Tang San, who was still recovering, and Yu Xiaogang, whose expression was complicated, and thought to himself:

It seems that Notting Academy has truly welcomed an extraordinary little monster this year.

Tang San's talent is indeed amazing, but Lin Mo seems to be more unpredictable and has more investment value.