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

A Templar Knight stepped out from behind Salas, stood in the center of the hall, and surveyed the Nottingham branch deacons present. His voice, though not loud, carried clearly throughout the hall:

"I am a level 42 Battle Soul Master. I will be your examiner for the upcoming assessment. During the assessment, I will maintain my soul power at the same level as yours. Now, examiners, please step forward one by one. The assessment begins!"

The first branch hall steward looked visibly nervous when he took the stage.

His soul power level was not high to begin with, and he seemed even more helpless when facing the Templar Knight. Even the soul skills that he could release smoothly in his daily practice became extremely clumsy. His sword light went astray, and his soul rings lit up and went out, just like a student whose mind went blank during an exam.

The temple clerks responsible for scoring the students shook their heads in disbelief, their pens hovering in the air for a long time.

Only Salas, who was standing to the side, spoke up:

"It's inevitable to be nervous when participating in an assessment for the first time; it's good enough to even be on stage."

Hearing this, the deacon in the arena felt somewhat better, even though he knew it was meant as a consolation.

Su Yuntao noticed that after this incident, several young deacons looked at Salas with more favor.

The second deacon also performed poorly. Facing the Templar Knight who was testing him, he even released the wrong spirit ring. When he should have been defending, he released an attack spirit skill instead, and was defeated in just one move.

The third one to go on stage was Sisi.

Her performance was much more stable than the previous two. Although there was still a clear gap in strength when facing the Templars, at least she did not panic.

His sword moves were clean and crisp, and when defending, he knew how to move around and create distance, rather than standing still and stubbornly taking the hits.

The Templar Knight opposite her clearly held back, holding back several opportunities that could have been decisive, allowing Sisi to survive a few more moves.

After a few moves, the Templar Knight gently deflected her longsword with a flick of his wrist, ending his attack without further ado.

She took a step back, panting slightly. Although she had lost, she hadn't lost in a humiliating way.

Su Yuntao glanced at the temple staff members who were giving the ratings. Their expressions were noticeably gentler than in the previous two rounds. Although they didn't offer any praise, several of them wrote "good" on the rating sheets.

With Sisi's example in mind, the deacons became noticeably more composed.

I know I can't win a fight, so I'll just do my best to hold out for a few moves and show off what I've practiced.

The later participants were much more composed than the first two. Although no one could defeat the Templar Knights, at least everyone's soul skill release and on-the-spot adaptability were much smoother than during practice.

Salas sat in the main seat and watched the whole thing, occasionally picking up his teacup to take a sip, his expression revealing little emotion.

After testing seven or eight people, he turned to look at Su Yuntao, a satisfied smile on his face:

"The people from your Notting branch are quite strong compared to other branch branches of the same level. It seems you, Hall Master Su, have led well."

Su Yuntao humbly replied, "It was everyone's hard work; I just set up the platform."

Salas waved his hand:

"Palace Master Su, you're being too modest. Saying you don't know is untrue. In the entire Spirit Hall system of the Heaven Dou Empire, you've been the most prominent recently. I've already read the intelligence you submitted to the Holy Temple regarding Liu Yingda and the three wanted criminals. Being able to capture all three Soul Master-level wanted criminals in one fell swoop is a significant achievement. Add to that your contribution in discovering Haotian Douluo's whereabouts, and even if you wanted to come to the Heaven Dou City Holy Temple, your merits would be more than enough."

He paused, his tone casual, as if chatting:

"So, is there any position you're interested in? There are indeed a few vacancies at the Heavenly Dou Temple recently."

Su Yuntao was slightly taken aback, then replied, "Thank you for your kindness, sir. I haven't thought about leaving Notting City yet; there are still many things I haven't finished here."

Salas seemed to have anticipated his answer, and shook his head with a smile:

"That won't do. A real man should go out and explore. What future can he have staying in a small place like Nottingham?"

Su Yuntao smiled politely: "You're right, sir. I will consider it carefully."

As soon as the words were spoken, the voice of Master Xiu Nuo entering the arena rang out from the center of the field.

Salas glanced to the side, his lips twitching slightly. He lowered his voice, but Su Yuntao could still hear him clearly:

"This must be one of the senior stewards here, right? He's not young anymore, yet he's still taking the exams with the younger ones. You see, without connections, he'll just stay in a place like this his whole life and remain a lowly steward."

He turned his head, his gaze returning to Su Yuntao, his tone carrying a more obvious hint of trying to win him over:

"How about it? Come with me to the Heavenly Battle Temple. I'll arrange your position. Someone like you shouldn't be buried in such a small place."

Su Yuntao hadn't figured out what Salas meant yet, but his smile remained unchanged as he said, "Thank you for your kind offer, sir, but I'll think about it some more."

Salas's smile faded slightly, but he didn't react immediately. He simply looked away, gave a nonchalant "hmm," picked up his teacup, and said nothing more.

When the next few deacons went up for the assessment, he didn't offer any comments, and the atmosphere in the hall became noticeably more somber than before.

After a while, a temple clerk in charge of registration looked down at the roster, then looked up and said:

"Sect Master Su Yuntao, it's your turn."

Su Yuntao stood up and was about to walk to the center of the field when he caught a glimpse of Salas holding a teacup and his lips twitching slightly, carrying a hint of mockery that was almost imperceptible.

Su Yuntao's heart skipped a beat.

He walked to the center of the arena and found that the person opposite him had changed. It was no longer the level 42 Battle Soul Master from before, but a tall, angular middle-aged man.

Upon seeing Su Yuntao step onto the stage, the man immediately introduced himself: "Level 44 Battle Soul Sect, please enlighten me."

As soon as he finished speaking, a slow and steady fluctuation of soul power emanated from his body.

Su Yuntao's brow twitched almost imperceptibly.

This person's soul power fluctuations were profound and solid, far exceeding the aura of ordinary Battle Soul Sect members.

The overwhelming pressure reminded him of the feeling he had when facing the Soul-Stealing Wolves in the Soul-Hunting Forest—a sense of oppression that only came from a difference of more than one rank.

Level 44?

Impossible, this person is at least a level 50 or higher Battle Soul King.

Su Yuntao remained outwardly calm, but his mind was racing.

Why was a new examiner specifically chosen?

Is he trying to test his hand?

Or do you want to embarrass him in public?

Or perhaps a combination of both?

If the intention was simply to intimidate him, why would the other party deliberately conceal their Soul Master level?

Wouldn't it be more intimidating to directly reveal one's strength at level 50 or higher?

Can't figure it out.

But he didn't have time to think it through slowly.