Douluo: Son of Destruction of Life, Supreme Creator!

Even if she understands Tang San, she can't possibly condone his actions.

"..."

Tang San opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that he couldn't utter a single word.

His lips were trembling, his hands were trembling, his whole body was trembling.

It's not fear.

It is despair.

He thought he was at the pinnacle of hidden weapons, only to discover that there was something else in the world called dimensional reduction attack.

He boasted that his hidden weapon skills were unparalleled, but Long Yuan defeated him without needing to use any of them.

Tang San was starting to feel lost.

Gu Linyuan turned around, a slight smile playing on his lips beneath his hood.

"Tang San".

His voice was soft and calm.

"Do we still want to compete?"

"You win."

Tang San said with difficulty.

At this moment, he realized that no matter how eloquent he was, he could not change anything.

The facts are undeniable, leaving him no choice but to admit them.

"How did you do that? Do you have another martial soul?" Tang San stared intently at Gu Linyuan.

He could sense that the power his opponent was using was completely different from the power of his martial soul.

Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, Dai Mubai, and the others also stared at Gu Linyuan in shock.

Could this mysterious young man possess twin martial souls?

If that's the case, then that's terrifying.

If Long Yuan's first martial soul is already so powerful and terrifying, what kind of splendor will his second martial soul possess?

Although I didn't witness it firsthand, the move the other party just made proved the power of this martial soul.

Twin martial souls are rare. It's even rarer when both of the twin martial souls are top-tier.

"Are there really such perfect people in this world?"

"This Longyuan is too amazing."

Ning Rongrong swallowed hard, her entire attention focused on Gu Linyuan.

Looking at Long Yuan, Ning Rongrong thought of Gu Linyuan again. Compared to the flawless Long Yuan, Gu Linyuan's life was full of sorrow. He clearly possessed twin martial souls, yet he was unable to cultivate them—how tragic!

“If Gu Linyuan had even one percent of Longyuan’s talent, I wouldn’t have given up on you, Brother Yuan.”

"However, you and Long Yuan are worlds apart. The difference is as vast as the moon in the sky and a firefly on the ground."

Ning Rongrong murmured.

Originally, after leaving the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, she would think of Gu Linyuan all the time.

However, Ning Rongrong found that she missed Gu Linyuan less and less often.

Especially after Longyuan appeared.

She found herself completely mesmerized and unable to look away.

Longyuan is so charming.

She really wanted to lift Longyuan's hood and see his true face.

"Long Yuan. Would you be willing...?"

Ning Rongrong bit her lip.

When she first met Long Yuan, her plan was to bring him into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, solely for the benefit of the school and herself.

But now she realizes that her heart, too, has somehow gone with Longyuan.

At the age when love is just beginning to blossom, it's hard for anyone not to be moved by such an outstanding young man. Especially since Ning Rongrong has just ended a complicated childhood relationship, it's even more likely she would be.

"Rongrong. You..."

Zhu Zhuqing noticed Ning Rongrong's expression and dug her fingers into her palm.

Only she knew Long Yuan's true identity. She was Gu Lin Yuan, whom Ning Rongrong occasionally mentioned.

But she never told Ning Rongrong this secret; she didn't want Ning Rongrong to know that Gu Linyuan was so outstanding.

She didn't want Ning Rongrong to take Gu Linyuan away.

"Zhu Qing. I don't know what's wrong with me."

"If I told you that I've suddenly fallen for Longyuan, would you believe me?"

Ning Rongrong said in a low voice.

"I know your relationship with Long Yuan isn't simple. But I want to compete. Is that alright?" Ning Rongrong looked at Zhu Zhuqing pleadingly.

She knew that Zhu Zhuqing also liked Long Yuan, but she just couldn't help herself.

She couldn't bear to watch such an outstanding boy slip away from her so easily, without even pursuing him.

"Rongrong, what's the point of telling me all this? There's nothing between him and me." Zhu Zhuqing looked at Ning Rongrong's hopeful eyes and finally softened.

Although she hadn't spent much time with Gu Linyuan, she knew his personality.

A broken mirror is hard to mend.

Even if Ning Rongrong wanted to make amends in the future, it would be almost impossible.

Even if their paths cross again, it's impossible for them to become partners.

She didn't want Ning Rongrong to get too deeply involved, otherwise she would be the one to suffer in the future.

But she didn't know how to say it. What would Ning Rongrong feel if she knew that the Long Yuan she loved was actually Gu Linyuan? She dared not think about it.

“I know. But I know you like him too.” Ning Rongrong held Zhu Zhuqing’s hand.

"call."

"Alright then. From now on, we sisters will compete fairly. How about that?"

Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath and said finally.

"Hehe. Zhuqing, you're so nice. You really are my best friend."

“However, I think our most important thing right now is not competition, but cooperation. After all, that woman is the real formidable rival.” Ning Rongrong looked at the incomparably beautiful Qian Renxue with hostility.

This woman is so beautiful, and her figure is so hot.

Most importantly, she is also the future Pope of the Spirit Hall.

"Ok."

Zhu Zhuqing pulled her attention back and looked at the bright and beautiful woman.

Could it be that Gu Linyuan likes that kind of thing?

She had never worn a dress in front of Long Yuan before; should she wear one to show him next time?

Chapter 34 The True Nature of the Eight Spider Lances, a Pathetic Scoundrel

"Long Yuan, what use is this soul beast to you?"

"A thousand-year-old soul beast, you don't really think I'll suffer any loss because of this, do you?"

Tang San said calmly.

It was just a matter of pride; he wanted to win over this soul beast.

It's just a thousand-year-old soul beast.

Then he can just ask Master Zhao Wuji to hunt one for him.

Although he liked this soul beast very much, it wasn't indispensable to him.

On the contrary, Long Yuan was only wasting his own time.

"Just a thousand-year-old soul beast."

Gu Linyuan repeated Tang San's words, a meaningful smile curving his lips beneath his hood.

"you're right."

He turned and walked toward the corpse of the human-faced spider, the hem of his black robe fluttering gently in the wind.

"A thousand-year-old soul beast is nothing to me."

Gu Linyuan stopped in front of the corpse of the human-faced demon spider.

The thousand-year-old soul beast that Tang San killed was now lying quietly at the edge of the forest clearing, its eight long spider legs curled up at its sides, and its dark green blood had congealed, emitting a sweet and fishy smell.

He looked down at the enormous spider corpse, his gaze calm and focused beneath the hood.

Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted.

"what are you up to?"

His voice unconsciously rose a notch.

Gu Linyuan did not answer.

He raised his right hand, and the Scepter of Destruction appeared out of thin air in his palm.

The staff was jet black, adorned with dark red gems, and three spirit rings slowly rotated: purple, black, and black.

Tang San's gaze was fixed on the three spirit rings, two purple and one black.

One lasts a thousand years, two last ten thousand years.

The Third Ring Road, Level 32.