Not Everyone in Douluo Continent Was Supposed to Have Negative IQs?

Kong and Ning Rongrong were only about two months apart in age.

Yet he had already reached the Sixty-second Level. Ning Rongrong was completely stunned.

"Wait, that's not right. There's something wrong with Kong's Soul Rings. He can only absorb Thousand-Year Soul Rings? That's even more outrageous than my family's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"

"No, absolutely not!"

Ning Rongrong thought to herself, staring thoughtfully at the Purple Soul Rings around Kong.

The color of these Purple Soul Rings was lighter than that of ordinary Purple Soul Rings. Moreover, their patterns were strange as well. The markings of the circle behind Kong were also present on these Soul Rings.

At that thought, Ning Rongrong wore a strange expression. Why was this guy Kong lying?

And what exactly was going on with these Soul Rings?

As a genius the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had only seen once in a hundred years, Ning Rongrong was intelligent.

Zhao Wuji and Tang Hao, who had spent decades in the Soul Master world, were not fools either.

They had only believed Kong's string of nonsense because they had initially been shocked by his Soul Power Level...

Tang Hao was the first to react. As a Titled Douluo, he could clearly sense that the aura of Kong's Soul Rings was wrong!

Tang Hao himself possessed Hundred-Year, Thousand-Year, Ten-Thousand-Year, and 100,000 Year Soul Rings. Aside from Ten-Year Soul Rings, he had all the conventional types. From the Soul Power fluctuations produced by a Soul Ring and the aura left behind by the Soul Beast before its death, he could roughly judge a Soul Ring's strength.

"Strange. Starting from this brat's third Soul Ring, why are there no aura fluctuations from Soul Beasts?"

"Only Soul Power fluctuations? This is truly exceedingly strange!"

He had believed Kong's words earlier too. Only after examining him closely did he realize that this brat had actually been lying!

Zhao Wuji also sensed that something was off. Being rather straightforward, he said directly, "Brat, the Soul Power fluctuations from your Soul Rings are clearly not those of ordinary Thousand-Year Soul Rings. And these patterns aren't right either!"

Kong: "..."

Hadn't they agreed that everyone in Douluo Continent had negative IQs?

Tang San running out of food was considered the greatest scheme!

His lie had been exposed this quickly?

"Mm~"

Kong parted his lips, hesitating to speak.

He had underestimated the intelligence of Douluo Continent's natives.

"Sigh, I originally wanted to get along with you as a slightly more ordinary genius, but all I got in return was distance."

Kong sighed, then waved his hand. "Fine. Since you've discovered it, I won't pretend anymore. I'll come clean!"

At this point, Kong paused. The corners of his lips curled slightly upward, and a glint of "wisdom" flashed through his eyes as he continued, "Because of my martial soul, no matter what age Soul Rings I obtain, they will all be purple."

"Brat, do you think I'd still believe you?"

Zhao Wuji's mouth twitched as he spoke.

If he believed this brat's words again, he really would be an idiot!

Tang Hao, hidden in the shadows, nodded as well, fully agreeing with Zhao Wuji. But agreement was one thing; the beating still had to happen!

This old bastard had beaten his son Tang San into this state!

A young man who slept the moment he hit the ground!

If Zhao Wuji had struck even a little harder, Tang San might not have merely fallen to the ground and gone to sleep.

Perhaps twelve years later, there would be another pure and immaculate Tang San...

Kong was rather speechless too. When he lied, he—or rather, everyone—had believed him. Though they had not believed him for long, they had believed him.

Yet when he told the truth, aside from Dugu Yan behind him, probably none of them believed it, right?

"Whether my words are true or false, just tell me—did I answer you or not?"

Zhao Wuji: "..."

This person was quite honest... my ass!

After thinking about it, what did Kong's Soul Rings have to do with Zhao Wuji anyway?

Should I teach this brat a lesson? He actually dared to deceive me!

Zhao Wuji hesitated.

If he taught Kong a lesson, then with Kong's talent, he would probably return in a few years to teach Zhao Wuji a proper lesson.

But if he just let it go, would Zhao Wuji not lose face?

After thinking it over carefully, Zhao Wuji ultimately chose to follow his heart. Never mind what would happen in a few years; this brat's martial soul might not be the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, but he definitely had a tremendous connection to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!

If a genius like this had no one protecting him, Zhao Wuji would write his name backward!

Once he dealt with this brat, the consequences would be extremely severe!

At that thought, Zhao Wuji compromised and prepared to give Kong some heartfelt guidance.

"Zhao Wuji. Martial Soul: Vajra Bear. Seventy-sixth Level Power Attack Type Battle Soul Sage!"

Zhao Wuji also stated his basic information. This was respect for one's opponent before a Soul Battle.

"Vajra Bear Avatar!"

He did not dare be careless. Kong was, after all, a Soul Emperor-level expert, and his martial soul was a long blade called Engulfing... what was it again?

One could tell at a glance that this martial soul was no ordinary one. Lightning flickered around it, while the light radiating from its blade sent chills down one's spine.

Dai Mubai, standing nearby, had previously looked at Kong and Dugu Yan with a trace of hatred. After all, those two had made him lose face and even forced him out of the Rose Hotel.

But after seeing the six Soul Rings around Kong, along with that unknown circle, Dai Mubai's gaze immediately became incomparably clear. As for revenge, it was better to forget it. The other party had not dared do anything to him back then anyway!

That was right. He had instantly dropped to his knees and begged for mercy, leaving even Dugu Yan somewhat dumbfounded...

Kong and Zhao Wuji stood facing one another. In their eyes, a distance of twenty meters was nothing at all.

"Seize the initiative."

After murmuring that, Kong charged straight at Zhao Wuji, twirling Engulfing Lightning in his hand in a flourish.

Calling it a flourish was not quite accurate. He merely spun Engulfing Lightning once around his wrist, making it impossible for Zhao Wuji to tell how he would attack.

In an instant, the distance between them had shrunk to around five meters. Kong grasped Engulfing Lightning at that moment and brought it down in a slash, targeting Zhao Wuji's head!

"!!!"

He could not take this head-on! This was not an ordinary sword or blade; it was the martial soul of a Soul Emperor-level expert!

Zhao Wuji shifted sideways. The movement was not large, but his speed was sufficient, allowing him to barely evade the strike.

Yet his heart was filled with shock. This brat named Kong claimed to be a Power Attack Type Battle Soul Emperor, but his speed was not the slightest bit slower than that of an Agility Attack Type Soul Emperor of the same level who had not activated a Soul Skill!

"First Soul Skill: Immovable Bright King Body!"

After evading that strike, Zhao Wuji hurriedly activated his First Soul Skill. He had no choice. If he did not use a Soul Skill, the other party's weapon would definitely injure him!

As a senior guiding a junior, he had even activated a Soul Skill first. His dignity was gone now.

Kong did not become angry after missing. He lowered himself into a half-crouch and swung horizontally at Zhao Wuji's waist...

Zhao Wuji: "..."

He absolutely could not be injured there!

Zhao Wuji felt a chill run down his back, cold sweat pouring from him as he hurriedly shifted his footing...