Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Clay, the Creator of All Things

So, Xiao Yan began the next part of the teaching, and of course, Huo Wu was also to be taught through the Magic Network.

Chapter 208 I Trained a Nine-Year-Old Soul Master

The teaching session on the side of the volcano lasted only an hour. After teaching the Fire Dance spell, the other party was connected to the magic network.

Xiao Yan's teaching was reduced to just some fire-based spell models.

As for the Fiery Lotus, he still needs to study it.

This thing seems to actually involve some kind of law.

With some improvements, it seems possible to create something similar to a strange fire?

"Alright, you should master these spells first. It's still a long way off before you can master the strange fire."

Leaving behind those words, the dark-clad figure vanished into the heatwave in an instant.

Huo Wu was left gazing at the devastation left by the volcanic eruption in the distance, her eyes burning with fire, showing no trace of bewilderment.

As for why Xiao Yan was in such a hurry to leave, it was naturally because of something interesting: watching the drama unfold.

At this moment, at the Notting City Primary Soul Master Academy.

"I taught a nine-year-old Soul Master!" Yu Xiaogang was so excited when he heard that Tang San had broken through to level forty that he even lost his composure for a moment.

This added a touch of intrigue to the atmosphere between Tang San and the two of them.

Suddenly, a sinister and cold glint flashed in the depths of Tang San's clear eyes, a glint completely out of character for his age.

In two and a half years, he broke through the shackles from a two-ring Great Soul Master and stepped into the ranks of a near-four-ring Soul Grandmaster.

Such speed is truly astonishing, even within the entire history of the Douluo Continent.

According to Yu Xiaogang, his cultivation speed over the past two years has been unprecedented and unparalleled.

Although Tang San was skeptical of Yu Xiaogang's words and even scoffed at them many times.

However, Tang San believed this statement wholeheartedly and regarded it as a golden rule.

Not for any other reason than the efforts he has made over the past two and a half years.

Two and a half years, two and a half years, do you know how I got through these two and a half years?

Tang San roared inwardly, while the stench emanating from Yu Xiaogang grew increasingly strong and pungent.

If they absolutely have to rely on Yu Xiaogang's status as a disciple for protection.

Tang San wanted to see Yu Xiaogang off at this moment!

This Yu Xiaogang has clearly already decided to die!

You should look in the mirror. Do you think you can teach me, Tang San?

The thought flashed through Tang San's mind.

The next moment, Tang San clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white, and the hatred in his heart grew wildly like vines.

Lu Yan, the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong, and all of you!

For more than two years, he has been cultivating day and night, and his Xuan Tian Gong and Zi Ji Mo Tong have been honed to their current extreme levels.

His goal was to surpass that guy who was only a few years older than him as soon as possible.

I'm already a nine-year-old Soul Master, Lu Yan, just you wait!

Once I acquire my fourth spirit ring, a ten-thousand-year spirit ring, even if that good-for-nothing Yu Xiaogang is exaggerating...

However, a Soul Master with ten thousand years of experience in the fourth ring is absolutely worthy of being called the number one person in history!

The whispered murmur in my heart carried an almost obsessive obsession.

Tang San looked up at the sky, as if trying to pierce through the void and confront the name that made him restless and unable to eat or sleep.

Not far away, Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back, his round face filled with undisguised pride and arrogance.

It has to be said that Yu Xiaogang's image has changed quite a bit in the past two years.

Perhaps this is what they mean by "your appearance reflects your heart."

A bird outside the window in the distance quietly watched the master and apprentice, a hint of amusement flashing in its eyes.

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang narrowed his triangular eyes into slits, looking at Tang San as if he were examining a perfect work of art.

"Good! Good! Good!"

He said "good" three times in a row, his obese body trembling slightly. The pent-up frustration and inferiority he had suppressed for many years were transformed into a proud and triumphant feeling.

"Little San, you truly deserve to be my personal disciple, Yu Xiaogang!"

"A nine-year-old Soul Master, who on the entire continent can match that? Even Lu Yan back then didn't have your talent!"

"My theory is ultimately the best in the world! It was I, Yu Xiaogang, who personally created an unparalleled genius!"

Yu Xiaogang stood tall and proud, as if all the glory of the nine-year-old Soul Master had been bestowed upon him, and his arrogance was almost overflowing.

The ugly sight of kneeling before Lu Yan and Bibi Dong was gone forever.

Gangzi, I can only say that you are truly amazing!

Didn't you notice Tang San's murderous gaze?

Wow, this master and apprentice pair is really interesting.

Thinking this, the bird in the tree spread its wings and flew to another location.

At this moment, a towering figure, as imposing as a mountain, stood silently, draped in a black robe, his face hidden in the darkness.

Only a pair of blood-red eyes stared indifferently at the master and disciple.

It was Tang Hao.

Now, his aura is as deep and still as an ancient abyss, and his soul power fluctuations are extremely restrained.

However, the pressure that was unintentionally released had already reached the threshold of a level 97 Super Douluo.

After his battle with four Title Douluos from the Spirit Hall, his strength improved even further in just two years.

Listening to Yu Xiaogang's shameless self-praise, Tang Hao's eyes flashed with undisguised contempt and sarcasm, as if he were looking at a clown.

Waste is waste.

He became complacent with some nonsensical theory and claimed all the talents and opportunities of others as his own.

If he were truly capable, he wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable state.

Xiao San's progress is due to his innate talent of full soul power, his bloodline inheritance from Tang Hao, and his hard work during this period.

And, cultivation pills purchased from the Lu Clan Chamber of Commerce!

It must be said that the pills from the Lu Clan Chamber of Commerce are indeed very effective.

It's just a pity that they can't all belong to the Haotian Sect.

Now, it's actually benefiting the various forces on the Douluo Continent.

As for Yu Xiaogang, that fame-seeking good-for-nothing, it has absolutely nothing to do with him.

Level 97!

Tang Hao slowly closed his eyes, feeling the surging, boundless soul power within his body, and a sense of arrogance that looked down upon the world welled up in his heart.

My grandfather, Tang Chen, was only at the level of a demigod at level ninety-nine back then.

No need to search for ancestors, I will surpass them!

Tang Hao believed that he did not need to rely on anyone or search for the elusive traces of his ancestors.

With my own strength, I can surpass my ancestors and restore the glory of the heavens!

Spirit Hall, one day, I, Tang Hao, will take it all back!

I believe that day will come very soon!

interesting!

Just as the father, son, master, and disciple were experiencing conflicting emotions, with two in the light and one in the dark, their feelings were surging.

On the treetop, a sparrow with ordinary feathers tilted its head slightly, its dark eyes shining through.

Yet it exudes a liveliness and playfulness completely different from ordinary birds.

The little bird flapped its wings and quietly looked down.

Yu Xiaogang, outwardly ecstatic and arrogant; Tang San, harboring hatred in his eyes; and Tang Hao, secretly looking down on others with haughty disdain.

Two things are in the light, one in the dark; three different thoughts; a laughable act of self-satisfaction.

A hint of interest flashed in the sparrow's eyes, but inside its tiny head were Lu Yan's own playful thoughts.

Ha, a Soul Master at the age of 9? In the entire Douluo Continent, who can compare?

You probably don't respect my little sister at all!

If it weren't for that little girl Lu Ling, who always liked to slack off, and even made further progress with the pills refined from a large amount of immortal herbs.

Instead of barely reaching level forty.

Lu Yan was so annoyed that he wanted to grab the little girl and give her a good talking-to.

If Tang San surpasses her, Lu Yan will definitely give her a good beating!

With so many magical herbs to feed it, even a pig would take flight!

As for Tang Hao breaking through to level 97, Lu Yan was not surprised.

It's just unknown what will happen when he discovers that the ninth ring cannot be integrated into his martial soul, or when the integration encounters problems.

What would he think?

Alas, perhaps it would be quite interesting if the Blue Silver Emperor were to witness that scene.

I wonder if my research will go smoothly.

If all goes well, it might be possible to find Tang Hao and Tang San's wife and mother.

At least, that's how it appears on the surface.