Douluo Continent: Building a Divine Kingdom Starting from the Spirit Hall

However, the Tang Clan did not possess that kind of power of sword intent, and he was not clear about it, only knowing that it was very strong.

It was only during the entrance exam that I truly witnessed the power of Kendo.

"That's not much of a sword technique. Back then, Master Yue only condensed some sword energy; he didn't even use his sword intent."

Dai Mubai was filled with longing.

He also wanted to become a prodigy, and the way of the sword was a shortcut to becoming one.

Tang San also longed for it, but when he thought of Teacher Yue's evaluation of him back then, he couldn't help but feel bitter.

On this point, he didn't think that Teacher Yue was targeting him. After all, in his previous life in the Tang Sect, he had never heard of the Tang Sect producing any sword masters. Obviously, they were really not suitable for cultivating the sword.

Even Xiao Wu was very fond of swordsmanship and had a deep impression of the battle with someone that day, especially the time when she used charm but was backfired by the opponent's sword intent.

That power was so strong that it gave her the feeling of facing the entire world, capable of annihilating her with a single blow.

If I could possess that power, I could definitely protect my third brother better.

Chapter 567 Douluo Continent Banknote Ability

"Boss Dai, Fatty, let Xiao Ao rest well. Let's go outside to talk."

Tang San glanced at Oscar, who was still grinning foolishly, then gestured to Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun before leading Xiao Wu out of the restaurant.

There were some things they couldn't say to Oscar's face because his mental state wasn't quite right.

After seeing Oscar's state, Dai Mubai and the other person decided it was best not to disturb him, so they walked out of the restaurant and went for a stroll in the woods outside.

"That vice dean of Canghui Academy is dangerous, and the Canghui team will likely become a formidable opponent in our upcoming Soul Master Competition. Boss Dai, what are your thoughts on the deal they made with Rongrong?"

After confirming that no one was around, Tang San whispered the matter to Dai Mubai.

He had some guesses about the deal between Ning Rongrong and the Canghui team, and he understood that the Canghui team would become their formidable rival, and the benefits that the Canghui team received from Ning Rongrong were a key factor.

"I don't know much about gemstone-type martial souls, but since they chose to make a deal with Rongrong, they must have their eyes on Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul."

Dai Mubai was also worried about what he had guessed.

Their talent and strength are not bad, and they are qualified to participate in this year's Soul Master Competition.

Of course, their goal this time is definitely not to win the championship, that's unrealistic, given their age.

They just wanted to use the preliminary rounds to give Shrek Academy some exposure and prepare for the next Soul Master Tournament.

He is fifteen years old this year, seventeen years old in the Soul Master Competition two years later, and twenty-two years old in the next Soul Master Competition. They have enough time to cultivate and become stronger.

However, the preliminary rounds on the Tiandou Empire's side were very intense, with several spots already decided.

For example, those few Soul Master Universities only have six spots, even including the guaranteed admission slots.

Of course, you can also participate in the preliminary rounds in the four kingdoms and duchies, but that's meaningless. To make Shrek Academy famous, you have to go to the Heaven Dou region.

"I've heard my teacher explain that gem-type martial souls, like my Blue Silver Grass, have a strong ability to adapt to spirit rings. They can almost perfectly fuse with spirit rings of any attribute and change the attributes of gem-type martial souls with the help of spirit ring power."

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is the most top-tier gem martial soul, and I suspect that the Canghui team is looking for Rongrong to evolve their gem martial soul.

If the Canghui team's martial spirit evolves, they will become even more difficult to deal with, making it much harder for us to advance from the Heaven Dou region to the qualifiers.

Having expressed his own views and judgments, Tang San has come to regard the Canghui team as a major enemy in this Soul Master Competition.

He knew his teacher's idea: to use the Soul Master Competition to make Shrek Academy famous and prepare for future promotion to Soul Master University.

Even if their goal in this Soul Master Competition is not the championship, they still have to make it through the preliminary rounds so that they can make an appearance in the subsequent qualifying rounds and finals.

However, even with the guaranteed admission slots, the Tiandou region only has six spots. Huanyin Academy, Longxiang Academy, and Tianshui Academy, which won the championship last time, will each have to take one spot.

Anyway, they had no confidence in winning against those three Soul Master Universities teams, and if those teams had a prodigy in their ranks, they wouldn't have any hope at all.

This means they will need to compete for the remaining three spots, making the competition even fiercer.

There is now a stronger Canghui team than them, which poses a significant threat.

"That was a private deal between Rongrong and Teacher Yue and Canghui Academy. We didn't lose out either. At least Rongrong became a Soul King, and the strength and types of her enhancements will be greater."

Dai Mubai could only remain optimistic about this matter; at least Ning Rongrong's strength could improve the team's overall capabilities.

"But Professor Yue's ideas and interests do not overlap with those of the college and our team."

As Tang San raised a pointed question, he secretly observed the changes in Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's expressions out of the corner of his eye.

Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun both fell silent, clearly aware of this as well.

They already knew that Teacher Yue was someone the dean had shamelessly tricked into coming here. For the previous twenty years, he had only been a part-time protector of the academy. This year, he was persuaded by the dean to come down the mountain to guide Rongrong and Zhuqing in practical combat.

They weren't particularly interested in the Soul Master Competition itself, so naturally they wouldn't care how the contestants participated.

For example, in this deal with Canghui Academy, the Canghui team will definitely benefit more.

If the Canghui team can use the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda to evolve their martial soul, their strength will definitely rise to a new level.

They're already incredibly strong, how can we fight them if they go up another level?

This is a rather troublesome problem.

Based on the changes in Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's expressions, Tang San made some guesses and asked about another matter.

"Rongrong said before that Teacher Yue said you, Fatty, have the most potential among us, and that you are very suitable to learn Teacher Yue's swordsmanship?"

He didn't think Ning Rongrong was flattering Ma Hongjun; if she said that, it must be true.

He just couldn't see any potential in Ma Hongjun in that area.

Xiao Wu also looked at Ma Hongjun, her gaze even carrying a hint of scrutiny. Did this lecherous fat man really have such great potential?

"Of course, I, Ma Hongjun, the Evil Phoenix, am not someone to be trifled with!"

Speaking of this, Ma Hongjun proudly raised his head, quite pleased with himself.

This is what he likes most about Teacher Yue; she has such good taste.

"What are you so smug about!"

Seeing Ma Hongjun's smug look, Dai Mubai bluntly exposed him, saying, "Teacher Yue appreciates him not because of his martial spirit itself, but because of that evil fire, which is very suitable for cultivating swordsmanship."

"Evil fire?"

"Cultivating the Way of the Sword?"

Tang San and Xiao Wu both couldn't understand how such an evil thing could be used to cultivate swordsmanship.

"The core of swordsmanship is sword intent, which is a will attribute that transcends spiritual attributes. It cannot be cultivated by conventional means, but the fat man's evil fire can temper his will and is the best whetstone for tempering sword intent."

However, that kind of cultivation method is quite arduous, requiring one to fight against the evil fire with one's own will time and time again, and it requires great perseverance to succeed, especially when starting out.

Do you think Fatty is the kind of ruthless person with great willpower?

Finally, pointing to the depressed Ma Hongjun, Dai Mubai knew Ma Hongjun well; he was definitely not the ruthless type, so he couldn't walk that kind of path.

Tang San and Xiao Wu looked at the fat man's bloated appearance and recalled his lewd and lecherous past. They both shook their heads and did not think he was the kind of ruthless person.

"You're just making it sound nice. How could anyone suppress that kind of lust? When I first tried to suppress it, I even thought my teacher was handsome and refined. I almost gave him my first kiss."

Frustrated, Ma Hongjun knew it was a path to becoming a prodigy, but it was incredibly difficult to succeed; even crossing the threshold was a challenge.

What can he do?

These words made Tang San and Xiao Wu shudder, and Dai Mubai had never heard of such a thing.

Just thinking about Flander's long, narrow face, and then about Ma Hongjun's passionate kiss that gave him his first kiss, gave me goosebumps.

so horrible!

After chatting for a while, the four returned to their guest room on the second floor of the restaurant. After three days of rest, Oscar, with the continuous boost of the giant sausage, finally recovered, much to Ning Rongrong's annoyance.

"Rongrong, come and try this, it tastes great."

"And this one, I asked the boss to make it with my sausages, it tastes absolutely amazing."

……

"Could he be one of those weirdos with masochistic tendencies?"

Seeing Oscar's overly attentive manner, Ma Hongjun nudged Dai Mubai beside him with a strange expression.

He had been with many women over the three years he had followed Dai Mubai, of all types, but one in particular was quite peculiar and left a very deep impression on him.

Could it be that the Oscars also have that kind of hidden attribute?

"It's probably true."

Nodding speechlessly, Dai Mubai felt extremely embarrassed.

How can a real man fawn over a woman like that?

Moreover, they beat you up so badly last time, and you not only don't hold a grudge, but you also actively grovel before them. You're really disgracing their man.

Ning Rongrong was quite annoyed, but she was also helpless. After all, they had to set off for Sunset Forest today, and she couldn't just knock this guy out now.

"Wait, it's not like we can't just knock them out."

Suddenly remembering something she had on her person, Ning Rongrong had an idea.

"Make seven small detoxifying sausages, and use the remaining soul power to make large restorative sausages."

After saying something to Oscar, Ning Rongrong continued to help Tang San seal the frozen food boxes.

None of them wanted to eat those hard and unpalatable dry rations in Sunset Forest. Fortunately, the shop owner recommended this method to them. It was originally only suitable for teams with ice-attribute soul masters, but Tang San's self-created soul skill was ice-attribute, so freezing some food wouldn't be a problem.

"If the sect leader and elders knew that I used the Xuan Yu Hand to do this, they would definitely expel me from the Tang Sect."

Tang San used his Xuan Yu Hand to freeze the food one by one, and smiled bitterly to himself.

Adding ice to that big refrigerator on the way had already made him uncomfortable enough, but now he also had to freeze the team's food.

However, seeing Xiao Wu beside him helping with the packing while still looking craving food, Tang San's grievances immediately vanished.

He didn't want Xiaowu to suffer with him; being able to eat a good meal while away from home was a rare treat.

"Rongrong, it's done."

Holding the prepared sausages, Oscar remained infatuated, his infatuation with his goddess growing ever stronger.

"Thanks for your hard work!"

Ning Rongrong smiled radiantly, then delivered a karate chop to the back of Oscar's neck, knocking him unconscious. Before he fell, she caught the bag of sausages with one hand and used a purse-shaped storage device she had prepared beforehand to put them inside.