Douluo: The Peerless Dragon Shakes the Universe.

Chapter 26 The Soul King Takes the Stage

Jiang Shuo narrowed his eyes upon hearing the voice and turned to look at Tang Gang.

Upon seeing his hideous, twisted, dark face, and the powerful aura emanating from his body...

The boy raised the heavy spear and swung it around in his hand.

He said calmly to Tang He, who was staring blankly at him, "Let's stop comparing combat skills and use your strongest soul skill."

"That way, even if you lose, no one can say anything about you."

"Let me see just how powerful the soul skills of the Clear Sky Sect disciples are."

Tang He snapped out of his daze, glanced gratefully at the young man, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said, "Alright!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Haotian Hammer on the ground in the distance flew up and landed in his hand.

The young, strong man stomped his right foot heavily, and four perfectly matched soul rings—two yellow and two purple—expanded with a roar.

The moment the soul rings were activated, the last ring of deep purple suddenly flashed.

Immediately, Tang He's Haotian Hammer suddenly grew larger, reaching a diameter of five meters in just a moment. But it didn't stop there; the black hammerhead suddenly transformed into a huge black dragon's head, and a high-pitched dragon roar came from the dragon's head.

"Young Master Jiang! Be careful!"

"Fourth Soul Skill, Heavenly Dragon Strike!!"

With a roar from Tang He, the black dragon's head slammed into the boy on the ground.

As Tang He began to unleash his fourth soul skill, Jiang Shuo was not far behind, unleashing three astonishing soul rings.

Purple, purple, black!

The black spirit ring flashed brightly.

A rich, golden light suddenly emanated from Jiang Shuo's body. He planted his left foot on the ground and gripped the dragon-patterned silver spear tightly in his right hand.

In an instant, a spear-shaped phantom, a hundred meters long, condensed in the air, and as the golden light on the boy's body weakened, the phantom solidified.

This rock-gold spear not only drew upon Jiang Shuo's original soul power, but also frantically absorbed two or three times the soul power transformed from true essence.

In the blink of an eye, the rock-gold spear, which was originally only a hundred meters long, grew to a hundred feet long, and a roaring rock dragon faintly appeared on it.

The gun and the dragon became one, instantly reaching the peak of their power!

Wang Dong, sitting in the audience, had a complicated expression on his face, unsure of what to make.

Is this really the Soul Master?

Or is she really twelve years old?

This shouldn't be happening, this shouldn't be happening...

Could it be that I'm not actually a genius?!

He strongly suspected that he had been sleeping in too much and had made his brain dull, which was why he saw what was happening today.

As the boy in light blue drifted off into thought, he heard the resolute words from the stone platform once again.

"Let's settle this with one decisive move."

Jiang Shuo looked at the incoming dragon head, a smile playing on his lips, a sense of pleasure rising in his heart.

He was satisfied with how well he had fought against a disciple of a top-tier sect's Soul Clan.

The young man's right hand suddenly tilted forward with the dragon-patterned silver spear, and the hundred-foot-long rock-gold giant spear in the air crashed into the head of the attacking black dragon.

"Bang!!!"

The tip of the spear collided violently with the hammer.

The golden dragon shadow collided violently with the black dragon's head.

The arena, hundreds of feet in length and width, emitted a deafening roar, as if rolling thunder had descended.

An extremely powerful shockwave suddenly swept out from the center of the collision, accompanied by cracking sounds, and the solid ground of the stone platform suddenly shattered.

In the blink of an eye, the shockwave overturned the entire arena floor.

After being overturned, the impact did not stop, but instead rushed directly towards the disciples outside the arena.

"Holy crap..."

"Run!!"

"Anyone below the Soul Master level who gets caught in this will either die or be crippled!!"

Someone shouted angrily, and the Haotian Sect disciples who had been completely stunned below the stage regained their senses and frantically ran out.

It's no wonder they were stunned; the scene was simply too shocking.

What's going on?!

Is he twelve years old?

Is this a Soul Master?

And that third spirit ring, it's black???

Even Tang San's ancestor had never heard of anything this exaggerated!

The disciples of the Haotian Sect below the stage displayed their true strength, running hundreds of meters away in the blink of an eye without being affected.

But they did not leave; their eyes remained fixed on the stage where black and yellow lights intertwined.

"Thump!"

A black figure enveloped in the radiance of rock gold flew straight out like a cannonball and crashed heavily onto the ground below the stone platform.

The disciples of Haotian quickly held their breath and stared wide-eyed.

A moment later, they saw it clearly, but their feelings were complicated.

The one who fell from the stage was none other than Senior Brother Tang He, who was at the Soul Master realm.

They hurriedly turned to the stage, hoping to see the boy fall off the stone platform.

However, the disciples of Haotian were soon disappointed.

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Standing steadily on the stage was a boy wearing a light purple-gold robe, with his long black hair tied into a ponytail with a headband.

Not only did he stand firmly, but his clothes were also completely undamaged, and his expression remained calm and composed.

Jiang Shuo remained calm, showing no surprise at having defeated a Soul Master across realms.

He turned to the audience, his gaze sweeping over everyone and landing directly on Tang Gang.

"Anyone else want to go on stage? Come on then."

Upon hearing this, the previously noisy atmosphere instantly quieted down, and the Haotian disciples looked extremely angry.

But even Senior Brother Tang He, who was at the Soul Sect level, was defeated, so it would be of no use to those of us at the first or second ring level.

Upon hearing this, Tang Gang's face calmed down.

He turned to Wang Dong, who was standing there dumbfounded, and said softly:

"Young Master, it was my fault for choosing the wrong person, which has disgraced the sect."

"Now, let me go up and salvage the last vestiges of dignity for our sect."

Wang Dong snapped out of his daze, blinked his pinkish-blue eyes, and exclaimed, "Ah!"

"Are you going up?"

Tang Gang nodded silently.

"That's not a good idea... You're already seventeen years old, and your strength has reached level fifty-two." Wang Dong looked at the stone platform, then at his side, and said hesitantly.

Tang Gang shook his head, "Since Young Master Jiang insists on challenging all his peers in the Haotian Sect, it is only reasonable for me to go up."

Wang Dong scratched his cheek, a single pinkish-blue ahoge sticking up on his head. "That's what they say, but..."

The burly young man clasped his hands in a deep fist salute, "I'm off, young master!"

Tang Gang ignored the hesitant Wang Dong and strode towards the uneven stone platform.

Soon, he was standing opposite the boy with the gun.

He looked Jiang Shuo up and down, who stood calmly on the stone platform, straightened his expression, and bowed slightly in greeting.

"Young Master Jiang is indeed skilled. Tang Gang apologizes for what he said earlier."

"But the majesty of the Jade Emperor cannot be dishonored! Let me now reclaim what my younger brother failed to do!"

As Jiang Shuo listened to these speeches that sounded like oaths, a hint of mockery appeared on his face.

"Of course, the Jiang Clan of Taixu has the strength, and it is the most powerful in the world!"

"Come on, I don't need to care about the difference in soul power, and you don't need to pretend."

The boy paused with the gun, and with a loud 'boom,' dark purple lightning suddenly covered his entire body, and his aura surged instantly.

Even without wind, layers of dust were blown up and swept into the sky, creating a spectacular scene.

"Let's fight!"

(End of this chapter)