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

For the next six months, Su Yuntao moved directly into the Soto City Great Soul Arena.

The training room that Manager Han arranged for him was not large, but it was quiet and well-insulated. After the door was closed, the noise from the fighting arena outside could hardly be heard.

He simply canceled his room at the inn and moved all his changes of clothes and cultivation items into the cultivation room.

Aside from the time spent competing, he devoted all his remaining time to cultivating the Silver Moon Mystic Heaven Technique.

His life was so disciplined that it was almost harsh. He spent all his time either cultivating or competing, and even his meals were often brought to the training ground by Qin Ming, who would bring him packed food.

Qin Ming would come every few days, sometimes to watch him train, sometimes to bring him food, but their doubles matches were almost never interrupted.

Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

That afternoon, Su Yuntao was exercising on the training field as usual.

He had just finished practicing a round of the Eighteen Claws of Rending Wind combo, and after finishing, he stood still to adjust his breathing when he suddenly heard a somewhat shocked voice from beside him:

"You...your Soul Master level has increased again?"

Qin Ming arrived at some unknown time and was leaning against the door frame, looking at him with his eyes slightly narrowed, as if trying to confirm something.

Su Yuntao did not hide anything. He circulated his soul power and gently rippled it across his body, causing a layer of solid soul power fluctuations to spread out.

Qin Ming paused for a moment, looked him up and down several times, and then squeezed out two words through gritted teeth: "Pervert."

Su Yuntao withdrew his soul power and smiled:

"You're only level 39, you're already level 46, and you still have the nerve to criticize me?"

"Level 39, and you call that all? Do you even know what you're saying? You've leveled up seven times in half a year, you know?"

Qin Ming's voice rose a half-octave, as if he had been provoked by the words "only level thirty-nine":

"Do you know how long it took me to go from level 32 to level 39? A full year and a half! And you, you caught up in just six months. If you keep training like this, in a few years, will I be the one calling you 'senior'?"

Su Yuntao waved his hand:

"Alright, alright, you're still not satisfied with reaching level three in six months? If you say that out loud, you'll definitely get beaten to death by everyone. If I had your current strength, would I need to train so hard? I'm only doing this because you forced me to."

Qin Ming was still furious:

"But I've never achieved a Level 7 certificate in six months like you!"

Clearly, Qin Ming still harbored resentment towards Su Yuntao for failing to reach level seven in six months.

Su Yuntao did not continue to explain.

He knew in his heart that the reason his soul power could improve so quickly was not only because the Silver Moon Profound Heaven Technique itself incorporated the nurturing characteristics of the Profound Heaven Technique, but more importantly, because he had conducted another deduction half a year ago.

He spent thirty intelligence points on that simulation, and made further adjustments and optimizations to the operation path of the Silver Moon Profound Heaven Technique, further reducing the loss of soul power and increasing its flow rate.

After the results of the deduction were integrated into the body, the speed at which soul power accumulated increased again, which led to the breakthrough speed in the past six months.

As for the Thirty-Six Claws of the Rending Wind, considering his own lack of attack power, he also used intelligence points to deduce it two months ago.

The deduction results simplified the original thirty-six claw techniques to eighteen, eliminating some overlapping and redundant movements that were not very helpful in actual combat, making each remaining movement more precise and direct.

He named this simplified claw technique "Eighteen Claws of Rending Wind," which is more concentrated in power than the original thirty-six moves and has a faster attack rhythm.

"Alright, I won't ask you how you trained."

Qin Ming straightened up and walked out of the training field:

"There are already quite a few people sitting outside. Your opponent in this match is Zou Jing, a level 49 Battle Soul Master. I've fought him before, and he's not easy to deal with. Be careful."

Su Yuntao nodded without saying anything more, put down the water bottle, and followed Qin Ming toward the sub-venue.

As he walked through the passage and stepped onto the ring, all the lights overhead suddenly focused on him.

The next moment, shouts from the stands were instantly ignited.

Some shouted "Lone Wolf!", some whistled loudly, and others yelled at the top of their lungs, "Tear that tiger over there to pieces!"

In just six months, Su Yuntao has amassed a huge following by constantly taking on challenges at different levels.

Su Yuntao glanced around the stands, then turned his gaze directly to the opposite side of the arena without lingering.

Standing opposite him was a burly man, almost a head taller than him, with broad shoulders and a thick back, bulging muscles on his forearms, and skin with a faint rock-like texture.

The man stood in the center of the arena with his arms crossed. When he saw Su Yuntao enter the arena, his eyes showed three parts seriousness, three parts jealousy, and four parts disdain.

After the host introduced both sides, the referee's hand fell cleanly and decisively.

The man didn't rush to make a move, but instead slightly raised his chin at Su Yuntao:

"Before the match, let me introduce myself. My name is Zou Jing, a level 49 Battle Soul Master, and my Martial Soul is the Rock-Splitting Tiger."

He paused, then said in a slow, deliberate tone:

"Your reputation as Lone Wolf has been quite impressive lately. A Soul Master in your thirties can perform so well in a Soul Sect-level arena. I admit, you do have some skills. But I want to tell you that's because you didn't meet me beforehand. Today, I'm going to show you that you have no right to be arrogant."

Su Yuntao didn't respond, but simply said, "Please."

Without wasting words, Zou Jing let out a low shout, and his earth-yellow soul power suddenly spread out from his body. A thick layer of rock-like patterns covered his arms and shoulders, and he became like a tiger standing upright. With a single step, he charged towards Su Yuntao.

His speed was faster than Su Yuntao had anticipated. A large hand covered in rock-like patterns grabbed at his chest, accompanied by a dull whistling sound.

Su Yuntao did not back down. He raised his hand to block Su Yuntao's wrist and used the force of Su Yuntao's impact to slightly turn his body, thus dissipating half of the force.

A hint of surprise flashed in Zou Jing's eyes. He clearly hadn't expected that a Soul Venerable's physical strength could clash head-on with his.

But he didn't stop; his other hand swept across, bringing with it a powerful gust of wind.

Su Yuntao ducked to avoid it, then his right claw flipped upwards, the first move of the Eighteen Claws of Rending Wind precisely cutting into the gap left when Su Yuntao retracted his arm.

The claws struck the rocky texture of his forearm with a dull thud, leaving three shallow white marks.

Zou Jing's brow twitched slightly. He took a half step back to regain his balance, adopting a more cautious posture, clearly beginning to reassess his opponent.

Su Yuntao didn't give him time to adjust, and pressed down on him with his feet.

After the Eighteen Claws of the Rending Wind were unleashed, they became more compact and faster than the original thirty-six forms, with each move precisely timed to coincide with the gaps in Zou Jing's finishing moves and changing stances.

Claw-like energy continuously descended from Zou Jing's arms. Although it failed to break through his defenses, the vibrations from the claw-like energy caused his arms to go numb.

Instead of retreating, Su Yuntao advanced. His second soul ring, the Silver Wolf Armor, shone with a layer of silver-gray light, covering his shoulders and arms. Even when Zou Jing occasionally counterattacked, he couldn't make Su Yuntao take a single step back.

At level 32, he was already able to withstand the full force of a level 44 Soul Master's attack. Now, half a year later, his Soul Power has reached level 39, and his physical strength has increased significantly. Now, when he clashes head-on with Zou Jing, he has a slight advantage.