Douluo V: Daily Intelligence - I Want All of Tang San's Opportunities

The two-headed giant dog gave their opponents no time to react. The left head swooped down, biting one of the men's collar and throwing him off the ring. The right head followed up with a slam, pushing the other man out of bounds.

The remaining people tried to flank them from the side, but the two-headed dog was much faster than they had anticipated. Its two heads attacked alternately, their coordination so precise that it was as if one person was controlling two bodies at the same time. In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, only the twin sisters and the two-headed dog remained on the stage.

The audience erupted in cheers.

"What on earth is going on? How did their martial spirits merge together?"

"Two hunting dogs combined into one two-headed dog? That's outrageous!"

Even the nobles in the VIP seats, who had previously been whispering amongst themselves, sat up straight:

"In all my years, this is the first time I've ever witnessed a Martial Soul Fusion Skill!"

"I wonder if those two young ladies are married yet. If not, they'd be a perfect match for my son!"

Su Yuntao sat on the judges' panel, his gaze fixed on the slowly dissipating black giant shadow, and a slight thought stirred within him.

He never expected to encounter a Martial Soul Fusion Skill in a preliminary round of a small kingdom.

Through the fusion technique, the level 39 soul power directly crossed the threshold of Soul Master and reached the combat power output of Soul King. This level of amplification is not a simple "one plus one equals two", but rather the high degree of synergy between the two at the martial soul level, which caused a qualitative change in the power after fusion.

He put down his teacup, leaned back in his chair, and silently did some mental calculations.

If the twins' soul power were to rise a few more levels, reaching level forty or even higher, the amplification of their fused power would continue to expand. At that point, even he wouldn't be entirely confident of easily defeating them in a head-on confrontation.

The saying "there are always people better than you" is indeed applicable in any situation. To encounter a genius of this caliber in a kingdom's qualifiers, it seems that he has indeed become a bit arrogant as his Soul Master level has improved recently.

The twin girls' potential was naturally overlooked by King Barak Kundera and Lord Chen on the judging panel. Kundera opened his mouth, but in the end, he sighed and remained silent.

Before the Spirit Hall deacon could announce the results of the competition, Hall Master Chen had already stood up from the judges' panel.

His voice was more than an octave higher than usual.

"Ladies, if you are willing to stay at the Spirit Hall Barak Branch after this event, regardless of your performance in the Chosen One Ceremony, I promise in the name of the Branch Master that the Barak Branch will provide you with the greatest resource support."

His tone was earnest, and he spoke much faster than usual.

The murmurs from the audience quieted down for a moment, then turned into whispers filled with envy:

"This treatment is unparalleled. Others only have a chance to be noticed by the Spirit Hall if they make it to the finals, but these two girls are already being fought over before the competition is even over."

"That's Hall Master Chen's promise! I want it too! I want the Spirit Hall's full support!"

Su Yuntao unconsciously turned his head to look over.

But he didn't speak; he simply held the now-cold tea cup and fixed his gaze on the arena.

Given his current status, he can secretly win over the Soul Masters on stage, but it's a different story to snatch people from the Spirit Hall in front of everyone.

Before he had absolute power, his attitude toward the Spirit Hall was always clear: he could only leverage its influence, and he could never confront it directly.

The two girls exchanged glances in the center of the arena, then the one on the left spoke, her voice carrying a hint of mischief quite different from before:

"Uncle Chen, don't you remember us?"

Hall Master Chen paused for a moment, his expression shifting from solemnity to uncertainty:

"Have we met before?"

The girl on the left smiles sweetly:

"You came to our house when we were little. You even brought a box of candy, saying it was for us to eat, but unfortunately my mother took it away in the end."

Palace Master Chen was stunned. He stared at the two faces for several moments, then, as if suddenly remembering something, the surprise on his face quickly turned into realization, which was then replaced by delight:

"So that's what it was..."

He was halfway through his sentence when the girl on his left shook her head slightly.

Hall Master Chen immediately understood and quickly stopped himself from saying the second half of his sentence, but the smile on his face was noticeably more genuine than before:

"I didn't expect you two little girls to have grown up so much. Given your status, you really don't need to join our Barak branch."

His last words were spoken casually, but they carried considerable weight in the ears of the discerning individuals present.

Hall Master Chen sat down again, turned to Kundera, and his tone returned to its usual businesslike calm:

"Your Majesty, now that the winner of the last group has been determined, why don't you declare the competition over?"

Kundera clearly wasn't going to let him off the hook so easily. He picked up his teacup, took a sip, and asked curiously:

"Palace Master Chen, you still haven't explained to us who these two people are?"

Hall Master Chen remained silent for a moment, then glanced slightly southward: "Our Barak Kingdom only has one elder in the Spirit Hall."

Kundera paused for a moment, his hand holding the teacup still.

He glanced at Hall Master Chen, then at the twins walking side-by-side off the stage, his gaze shifting. "So they're that person's family..."

Kundera said something in a low voice, his tone carrying an indescribable complexity. He put down his teacup and didn't ask any further questions, but his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and his mood was clearly worse than before.

After a few moments of silence, Kundera stood up and walked to the front of the jury, his voice, neither loud nor soft, carrying throughout the hall:

"The Barak Kingdom Preliminary Rounds have now concluded. Congratulations to all the contestants who have advanced. You have earned your tickets to the Heavenly Dou Imperial City Qualifying Rounds through your own strength. Two days from now, gather at the North Gate, where Viscount Su will lead the team to depart."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head slightly to look at Su Yuntao, softening his tone:

"Viscount Su, you'll be setting off with them soon. Why don't you say a few words to them beforehand?"

When Su Yuntao's name was called, he was putting his teacup on the table. He put down the cup, stood up, walked to Kundera's side, and glanced around at the audience.

The contestants who advanced were scattered around the ring in twos and threes; some were talking quietly with their companions, while others were looking up at him.

Su Yuntao cleared his throat, his voice not loud, but loud enough for those nearby to hear clearly:

"First of all, congratulations to everyone for securing a spot in the next round. The fact that you were able to fight your way out from hundreds of people proves your strength, and I don't need to say more about that."

He paused for a moment, his gaze sweeping over the advancing contestants below the stage:

"However, I must also say in advance that the qualifying rounds in the Heaven Dou Imperial City are different from our preliminary rounds. The opponents there come from all the provinces and four kingdoms of the Heaven Dou Empire, including many players who are more experienced and have higher soul power than you. Once you get there, you won't go far by relying on luck alone."