Transmigrating into Douluo Continent: I Am a Master

Looking around, Zhang Mo saw that the training ground was right inside the Iron Blood Sect.

Meanwhile, the middle-aged man at the very back of the training ground stared in disbelief at everything that had suddenly happened before him.

Beside him were the two henchmen who had tipped them off when Zhang Mo and Tang Ya first entered.

The two henchmen swallowed hard and then ran towards the back gate.

The middle-aged man suppressed his surprised expression and then suddenly chuckled.

He laughed and shook his head, then waved to the two henchmen beside him.

The middle-aged man slowly rose from his seat. He did not look at Zhang Mo, who was sitting in front of him, but rather at Tang Ya behind him.

His eyes scanned Tang Ya's body from head to toe, a hint of amusement and greed in his gaze.

He stroked his chin, completely unconcerned about Zhang Mo, and said, "You little brat, I let you off the hook back then. I never expected you to dare cause trouble here as soon as you return to the city."

"Iron Tang..."

Tie Tang, the young sect leader of the Iron Blood Sect.

Five years ago, they bribed the city defense troops of Tiandou City to launch a night attack on the Tang Clan and kill Tang Ya's parents.

Now that enemies have met, their eyes are filled with intense hatred!

Standing before the enemies who murdered her parents and seized her family's inheritance, Tang Ya no longer displayed the dejected and nervous demeanor she had when she first entered the city.

They are completely different people.

"Tie Tang, today I will kill you to avenge the grudge from five years ago and to comfort the spirits of my parents in heaven!"

Tang Ya's aura suddenly surged, and three spirit rings—two yellow and one purple—emerged behind her. Tiny but resilient blue silver grass condensed and coiled around her right hand.

"Soul Master? Hahahaha!!"

Upon witnessing this scene, Tie Tang burst into laughter as if he had heard a very funny joke.

In an instant, Tie Tang's arms suddenly grew thicker, becoming much thicker than before, accompanied by loud laughter. He also grew taller, and hair grew on his neck and all over his body.

Four spirit rings, one white, two yellow, and one purple, lit up behind him.

The Soul Sect's oppressive aura was unmistakable!

"Tang Ya, I heard you went to Shrek Academy. But your martial soul is a Blue Silver Grass. What kind of flower can you cultivate at Shrek Academy?"

"Blue Silver Grass is just Blue Silver Grass. Five years have passed, and your soul power has only broken through to the first level! A useless martial soul is a useless martial soul! Don't you agree?!"

Tie Tang opened his arms and turned his head to cast glances at the Iron Blood Sect disciples on his left and right.

"Yes! Hahahaha!!"

"Young Sect Master is mighty!!"

The disciples on both sides of the training ground burst into laughter, mocking Tang Ya.

"Tang Ya, this pretty boy is your lover? That's pathetic. You probably didn't tell him who your enemy is before you came, did you?"

"Well, you're quite handsome now. I'm looking for a concubine to warm my bed. What do you think?"

"Hahahahaha!"

Upon hearing this, the Iron Blood Sect disciples on both sides of the training ground burst into laughter again and began to scrutinize Tang Ya's body from head to toe.

Zhang Mo could sense the change in Tang Ya's emotions and aura behind him.

This is not a good sign.

We can't let this idiot keep talking. If he turns evil, all our previous efforts will be wasted.

Zhang Mo's soul power pressure began to radiate outwards.

The optimal combination of two yellow and two purple spirit rings was revealed behind him.

The Angel Mirror was summoned and floated beside Zhang Mo.

Tie Tang's expression finally changed, no longer showing the playful and unrestrained look from before.

While the optimal ratio of spirit rings is the most basic requirement in advanced academies, in the much larger world outside, spirit masters with the optimal ratio are extremely rare.

It can be said that the optimal ratio of spirit rings is suitable for ordinary spirit masters.

Not to mention that Zhang Mo's Angel Mirror was currently exuding the aura of a top-tier martial soul.

Tie Tou frowned slightly, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and his voice became more respectful: "I apologize for my earlier rudeness. May I ask where this young master comes from?"

"You are not worthy to know my name."

After Zhang Mo finished speaking, the two yellow spirit rings behind him began to glow.

Tie Tang was taken aback, not expecting him to be such a tough opponent, and immediately attacked.

First Soul Skill: Angel Mutation, Angel Light Array!

The Angel Mirror trembled violently, spewing golden light towards the ground, quickly staining the training ground with a layer of gold.

It looked especially dazzling at dusk.

Apart from Zhang Mo and Tang Ya, everyone in the training ground had a golden-red mark on their head.

What kind of soul skill is this?

The Iron Blood Sect was merely a sect that took advantage of the chaos. Its strength was negligible, not even ranking among the top in the Heavenly Soul Empire, let alone on this continent.

Therefore, even the so-called young sect master Tie Tang had never seen such a special soul skill.

He reached out his hands and kept touching his head, but he couldn't touch the intangible mark.

The disciples of the Iron Blood Sect in the training ground, like Tie Tang, kept reaching out their hands to touch the mark on their heads, not knowing what it was.

The disciples continuously released their martial spirits, and in an instant, a patch of white spirit rings lit up, with very few yellow spirit rings appearing.

But no matter how hard they tried, the marks on their heads could not be removed.

In an instant, a terrifying atmosphere began to spread among the disciples of the Iron Blood Sect.

The angel mirror did not stop its actions; instead, it turned around and began spewing large amounts of light into the sky.

These points of light continued to extend in the air, transforming into sharp-edged mirror swords.

It was Zhang Mo's second soul skill, Angel Mutation, Mirror Angel Sword!

"Apart from your young sect leader Tie Tang, there were fifty-three Iron Blood Sect disciples present just now, and not one of you didn't laugh at and humiliate the Tang Sect's sect leader."

"You deserved to die!"

"go!"

Zhang Mo brought his index and middle fingers together and waved them forward. Several mirror swords in the air began to fly towards their respective targets!

With the blessing of Zhang Mo's first soul skill, Angel's Light Array, the mirror swords shot precisely at each disciple.

"roar!"

The yellow spirit ring behind Tie Tang shone brightly. After letting out a roar, he stretched out his two incredibly thick arms, which were even somewhat disproportionate to human size, and held them up in front of his chest to block the attack of the mirror sword.

Although Zhang Mo's Mirror Sword performed only so-so in the Soul Battle Tournament, that was when Zhang Mo was facing off against equally brilliant and monstrous geniuses and top-tier martial souls on this continent.

But now, facing these lackeys, how could the Mirror Sword be so easily shattered?

In an instant, the Iron Blood Sect's training ground was filled with wails and screams of agony. Blood gushed forth continuously.

Tie Tang's body, as well as his proud pair of thick arms, were slashed with cuts by the mirror sword.

He tried to shatter these mirror swords with his soul skills, but he found that their hardness far exceeded his expectations, and they were not so easy to break.

All he could do was desperately cover his head and resist.

He was very dissatisfied, but this was all he could do for now.

A moment later, he felt the world quiet down. The sound of the mirror swords cutting through the air was no longer in his ears, and he no longer felt any new pain.

He lowered his arms, and a smug smile immediately filled his face.

But what happened next was something he would never forget.