In Douluo Continent, the Pope used me as a substitute for my first love.

Chapter 393 Changes to the Rewards for the Fourth Test of Time and Space

"Teacher Flander, I've broken through to the Soul Master level!"

At this moment, Tang San spoke to Flander in a rather cheerful mood. Then he realized that he had only broken through to the Soul Master realm, and there was nothing to be happy about, so he quickly suppressed his emotions.

"Hmm, not bad."

Flander looked at Tang San with a hint of admiration.

Although Tang San's first spirit ring was somewhat unsatisfactory and his spirit strength was pitifully low, he was only twelve years old and had already reached the Spirit Master realm, which was truly remarkable.

Considering Tang San's unique and unpredictable "self-created soul skills" and his hidden weapon techniques, if Tang San were not placed on a competition stage where the use of external objects was restricted, his strength would obviously not be inferior to ordinary soul masters of the same level, and might even be superior.

However, if Tang San were on the competition stage, then the problem would be quite significant...

Flanders pondered to himself, but remained outwardly composed, and asked:

"How's your third soul skill?"

"Um……"

Tang San sensed himself, then his expression stiffened slightly. Then, as if he didn't care about anything anymore, he simply raised the hand that released the Blue Silver Grass martial soul as usual, and his third spirit ring flashed calmly.

"Third Soul Skill, Blue Silver Stink Mist!"

Swish!

The next moment, Tang San shot out the Blue Silver Grass from his hand. After it reached a short distance, it began to sway as Tang San's third spirit ring flashed. Soon, a yellowish-brown mist began to emanate from the disgusting grayish-white spots on the Blue Silver Grass. Before long, it formed a large cloud of foul-smelling mist, enough to envelop even large spirit beasts.

"this……"

Flander couldn't resist leaning closer to feel it with great interest, and the next moment he turned green and hurriedly ran back, his face extremely ugly.

"Your third soul skill, hmm, is quite powerful."

Flanders could only offer this assessment.

Tang San's expression changed again. After thinking for a moment, he said, "It is indeed quite powerful. At least it is worthy of being a thousand-year soul skill. Due to various special reasons, this soul skill may even affect a Title Douluo. If a Title Douluo does not resist my third soul skill..."

Flander sensed the self-deprecation in Tang San's words, so he patted him on the shoulder and suddenly asked:

"By the way, the 'power' of your third soul skill is indeed impressive. It must have a huge impact on the enemy in battle. However, doesn't it have any other effects? Enemies surrounded by your third soul skill can easily break through with a simple charge?"

"Yes……"

Tang San nodded with a stiff face.

"This soul skill is similar to my previous two soul skills. It can greatly affect the enemy. However, in terms of binding ability, let alone Soul Masters of the same level, even ordinary Great Soul Masters can easily escape the range of Blue Silver Stink Mist after they react."

"The only characteristic of Blue Silver Stink Mist is that it is extremely smelly, and the stench will remain on the soul master hit by the soul skill, and it is difficult to remove it in a short time."

Ugh……

Upon hearing this, Flander silently sighed for Tang San in his heart without saying a word. After a while, he remembered what his good brother Yu Xiaogang had told him: Tang San was a twin spirit master, and the other spirit was the Clear Sky Hammer, the number one weapon spirit on the continent. Only then did he calm down.

Tang San is quite talented.

However, it will likely be inevitable that Tang San will need to reveal his Clear Sky Hammer spirit during the upcoming Soul Master Competition...

While pondering, Flander stopped looking at Tang San and turned his attention back to Oscar, who was still absorbing the inner core and condensing his third spirit ring.

At this point, Tang San no longer cared about his third soul skill. He had long anticipated that his third soul skill would be associated with stench. In any case, ever since he realized that his Blue Silver Grass martial soul had been corrupted at its source by that first soul ring from ten years ago, he had gradually stopped having any hope for the Blue Silver Grass martial soul.

His current focus is on improving his physical condition. Only by improving his physical condition can he better cultivate his second martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, and even better inherit the divine position in the future!

As Tang San tested his own physique, his thoughts gradually drifted away.

Divine position...

In this life, he will definitely become a god again. In any case, at least in terms of becoming a god, he cannot be worse than his previous self.

Otherwise, what can we use to fight against those monstrous variables? Iron Head?

However, although he is well-versed in many opportunities, it would undoubtedly be very difficult for him to plot for a divine position in his current state.

Regardless of other factors, he still falls short in terms of qualifications.

Tang San was deep in thought when suddenly his eyes widened, filled with disbelief.

My constitution...

How come it only improved by such a small amount?!

That shouldn't be the case. A thousand-year spirit ring shouldn't only bring this little change to a spirit master's physique. This is practically no different from absorbing a hundred-year spirit ring.

Could it be that he bought a fake thousand-year soul ring inner core?

Finally, Tang San's face visibly turned ugly, his eyes faintly turned red, and his breathing became heavier.

Someone is trying to harm the dignified Tang God King...

Someone is definitely trying to harm this God-King!

who is it?

Who the hell is it?!

You have already chosen the path to your death!

……

"Achoo!"

In the boundless sky, Wang Zhao, who was leisurely sitting on the back of the dragon, suddenly sneezed. He wiped his nose, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

"Someone is thinking of me. Who could it be? Could it be Tang Shenwang?"

He shook his head and then became absorbed in thought.

The world before my eyes was soon stained with a layer of gold and silver.

"The three tests of time and space have reduced Tang San's luck by 10%. He has passed the tests."

"Rewards: Spacetime Affinity +10%, Second Soul Ring Age +50000, One Divine Soul Bone, currently being distributed."

Swish!

Wang Zhao raised his hands, simultaneously manifesting the spirit rings of his first spirit, Golden Scale, and his second spirit, Space-Time Blue Silver Grass. Soon, eight dazzling spirit rings rose from beneath his feet, while two colorless space-time spirit rings appeared around the Space-Time Blue Silver Grass on his left hand.

Immediately afterwards, a golden and silver shimmering ball of light appeared out of thin air on Wang Zhao's right hand. Within the ball of light, a bone radiating divine light could be vaguely seen, and its shape seemed to resemble the left leg bone.

That's quite convenient, he himself has only absorbed one piece of Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone so far...

As Wang Zhao pondered, he stroked his chin, feeling that his control over spacetime energy had improved further. In addition, with the increase in the age of his second soul ring, his strength had slightly increased, his soul power had become more profound, and his gaze had become deep. Before long, he withdrew his martial soul and temporarily put away the divinely bestowed soul bone in his hand.

A divine, ethereal voice then rang out.

"The Four Trials of Time and Space have reduced Tang San's luck by 10%."

"Assessment Rewards: Spacetime Affinity +10%, Soul Power Level +2, One Divine Soul Bone"

(End of this chapter)