Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spirit Ball, Come Out, Haki Dance!

Chapter 102 Using the alias "Xuan Ye"

Two and a half months later.

After discovering everything about Meng Yiran, Ye Xuan underwent a mental simulation to change his appearance and went to Blue Tyrant Academy.

His goal was actually very simple: to suppress Tang San's Dao heart, the chosen one of destiny.

Although he couldn't openly attack Tang San, using a knife behind his back was still an option.

Inside Blue Tyrant Academy.

Ye Xuan, using the alias "Xuan Ye," stood in the center of the training field with his hands behind his back, dressed in the academy's uniform dark blue outfit. Flander and Zhao Wuji behind him both showed approving looks.

Not far away, Yu Xiaogang's face, which usually carried a hint of arrogance, was now flushed red.

"Xuan Ye, have you thought this through?"

Yu Xiaogang suppressed his anger, his voice trembling slightly.

"My theory is enough to unleash the full potential of any Soul Master! You've seen Tang San; he only had the useless martial soul Blue Silver Grass, yet he's now a Soul Master at level forty-one. This is all thanks to me!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Xuan's lips curled into a playful smile. His gaze swept over Yu Xiaogang's slightly bloated figure, and his tone was calm yet laced with biting sarcasm.

"Blue Silver Grass is a useless martial soul, you don't need to say more about that, but with your strength as a level 29 Great Soul Master, you dare to claim you can guide me?"

He slowly raised his right hand, and a dazzling yellow spirit ring suddenly rose from beneath his feet.

Immediately afterwards, the second and third soul rings appeared one after another, yellow, yellow, purple, purple! The four soul rings intertwined in the air, creating a dazzling halo, and powerful soul energy fluctuations spread outwards.

All the trainees present felt a strong sense of pressure.

"I am the same age as your disciple, and I have cultivated to the level of Soul Master at level 43 on my own."

Ye Xuan's voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire training ground.

"My martial soul is a mutated Tyrant Tiger, which is top-tier even among beast martial souls, and its soul ring configuration is the best."

"You can't even control your own martial soul mutation, and you're stuck at the Great Soul Master level your whole life. What qualifications do you have to be my teacher?"

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Yu Xiaogang was speechless after Ye Xuan's words, his face turning from red to white, and then from white to green.

His lifelong pride was in his theoretical knowledge, but in the face of an absolute gap in talent, these theories seemed pale and powerless.

Especially Ye Xuan's line.

"He can't even control his own martial spirit."

It touched his deepest sore spot.

Seeing this, Flander quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.

"Ahem, Xuan Ye, the master meant well, why do you speak like that?"

Despite this, there was no blame in his gaze towards Ye Xuan; instead, there was more appreciation.

The fact that this kid could so bluntly slap his cheap brother Yu Xiaogang in the face shows that his personality suits his taste.

Zhao Wuji echoed this sentiment.

"That's right, Xuan Ye, the master's theory is indeed remarkable. However, if you are unwilling, we will not force you. From now on, just focus on your cultivation in the academy, and feel free to ask if you need anything."

He highly recognized Ye Xuan's strength. A level 43 Soul Master with the best Soul Ring configuration, such a genius was enough to make any force extend an olive branch.

Ye Xuan glanced at Yu Xiaogang, who seemed to want to say something but hesitated, and decided not to bother with him any longer. Instead, he clasped his hands in a fist salute to Flander and Zhao Wuji.

"Thank you for your understanding, Dean and Teacher Zhao. I joined Blue Tyrant Academy only to participate in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Competition. As for anything else, I don't care."

Just then, footsteps sounded at the entrance of the training ground, and several figures slowly walked in.

The leader was Tang San, dressed in a black outfit. He had an ordinary face, but his eyes held a composure beyond his years.

Beside him stood a stunningly beautiful young woman, Meng Yiran.

She wore a light purple dress, her long hair cascading down her shoulders, her skin fair, and her almond-shaped eyes gazing tenderly at Tang San, a sweet smile on her face.

"Dean Flanders, Teacher Zhao,"

Tang San walked into the training ground, his gaze first falling on Ye Xuan. When he saw the four spirit rings on Ye Xuan's body, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Who is this?"

Flanders quickly explained.

"Tang San, this is Xuan Ye, a genius Soul Master who has just joined our academy. He is a level 43 Soul Master with the Martial Soul Tyrant Tiger. He will be a member of our competition team from now on."

"Xuan Ye, this is Tang San, also Grandmaster's disciple, a level 41 Soul Master."

Upon hearing this, Tang San's surprise deepened, and he stepped forward, extending his right hand.

"Brother Xuan Ye, welcome to Blue Tyrant Academy. I am Tang San. From now on, we will be teammates. Please give me your guidance."

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Ye Xuan looked at Tang San's outstretched hand, but his gaze inadvertently swept past Meng Yiran beside him.

At that moment, Meng Yiran was also sizing him up. When Meng Yiran's gaze met Ye Xuan's, her body stiffened slightly, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.

Ye Xuan's appearance was a perfect replica of the vague yet beautiful image of Meng Yiran's inner self, achieved through the spiritual simulation of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm.

Coupled with the unique soul power fluctuations and calm demeanor emanating from him, Meng Yiran's heart involuntarily quickened its pace.

You should know that Ye Xuan almost ran himself ragged trying to find out who Meng Yiran had ever had feelings for.

However, it is not hard to see from Meng Yiran's eyes that all the preparations she has made have not been in vain.

"Brother Tang San, you're too kind."

Ye Xuan did not shake Tang San's hand, but simply nodded slightly, his gaze lingering on Meng Yiran's face for a moment.

"This must be Miss Meng Yiran from the Dragon and Snake family. I've heard so much about you."

Meng Yiran blushed slightly, quickly looked away, stood behind Tang San, and said softly.

"You flatter me, Brother Xuan Ye."

Her voice carried a hint of barely perceptible panic. For some reason, she always felt somewhat uneasy when facing Xuan Ye's gaze.

Tang San noticed Meng Yiran's unusual behavior, his brows furrowed slightly, and his gaze towards Xuan Ye became more wary.

He could sense that something was wrong, and that Xuan Ye's strength seemed to be even greater than it appeared on the surface.

"Brother Xuanye, now that you've joined our academy, you must abide by its rules. We're all teammates, so we should help each other."

Tang San's tone carried a hint of warning.

"She is still my girlfriend. I urge Brother Xuan Ye to show some respect."

Upon hearing this, Ye Xuan smiled faintly.

"Don't worry, Brother Tang, I'm not interested in other people's girlfriends."

"After all, matters of the heart are always preordained by fate; you can't force them, right?"

These words pierced Tang San's heart like a needle, and his face instantly darkened.

"Brother Xuan Ye, what do you mean by that?"

Seeing Tang San getting jealous, Ye Xuan quickly waved his hand and said in a relaxed tone.

"No, Brother Tang, I really didn't mean anything by it. I would never do something like poaching someone's talent."

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