First Spirit Skill, Evil Ring of Speed

Master's face was filled with shock as well. Devour speed and make it his own—wouldn't that mean he could borrow an enemy's abilities to fight that very enemy?

"Little Jiu, how much speed can your Evil Ring of Speed devour, and how much does it add to you?"

Master was not the only one concerned about this question. Tang San and Flender were as well.

Tang Jiu grinned. "Evil Ring of Speed."

"It instantly devours % of an enemy's speed, and all the devoured speed can be fed back to me! It can also be boosted according to the number of Spirit Rings! For every additional ring, the devoured speed increases by %! It lasts for % minutes."

With a gulp, even Master could not help swallowing.

The Evil Ring of Speed was practically a heaven-defying divine skill!

It devoured % of the enemy's speed, then fed that same amount back to himself. It was terrifying. The stronger the enemy, the greater the boost Tang Jiu gained from using his Spirit Skill!

Although it was only %, once he reached Titled Douluo, he would directly devour % of his opponent's speed. If every Spirit Ring skill worked like this, he could directly steal nearly half of an enemy's strength. Who could still be Tang Jiu's match?

One ring, two skills: Ring of Speed and Evil Ring of Speed. Such abilities were not much inferior to a Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring.

The corner of Flander's eye twitched. This talent was too heaven-defying; it should not exist. Just being alive was enough to crush others, and he even had the urge to destroy Tang Jiu humanely.

"Brat, no matter how good your Spirit Skills are, your Soul Power is too low. If you can't develop properly, they won't be of much use! At most, you'll only be a level % Soul Grandmaster."

Flender pointed at his own Spirit Rings.

Yellow Yellow Purple Purple Black Black Black.

He snorted twice, searching for a sense of superiority and trying to knock Tang Jiu down a peg. This kid was far too smug!

Tang Jiu blinked and said honestly, "After absorbing two Thousand-Year Soul Rings just now, I found that my Soul Power seems to have broken through!"

"Broken through? To what level? Level 21 or level %?"

"Not that high, only level %. I'm about to reach level %!" Tang Jiu said modestly.

Flender nearly choked to death. "I-Impossible! How is that possible? You aren't fooling me, are you?"

Master spoke up at this point. "At level 20, one should normally absorb Hundred-Year Soul Rings. But Little Jiu absorbed two Thousand-Year Soul Rings, and both were over fifteen hundred years old. Each Spirit Ring gave him at least % levels of Soul Power!

Xiao San absorbed a four-hundred-year Spirit Ring, so I believe his Soul Power will also increase by % levels."

"Then at most he should be level %. How did he reach level %?" Flender's eyes widened.

"Wasn't there also a Thousand Year Spirit Bone?" Master reminded him.

"Heaven is unfair!" Flender pounded his chest in anger. That Spirit Bone should have been mine! The more he looked at Tang Jiu, the angrier he became.

"Teacher, then I don't need to hurry and add a Spirit Ring to my Spirit. I'll wait until level % before adding one. Maybe I can directly absorb a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring then. How impressive would that be! It'd be much better than someone whose fifth Spirit Ring is only ten thousand years, wouldn't it?" Tang Jiu smacked his lips and laughed.

"Brat, keep showing off! A Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring as your second ring? It'll burst you to death! I have business at the academy, so I'm leaving first."

Flender's liver hurt from anger. This brat, a level % Soul Grandmaster, actually dared to look down on him, a level seventy-eight Soul Sage?

How arrogant was that?

Someone like him deserved to get beaten to death the moment he stepped outside!

"Um, Big Owl, you still owe me one thousand Gold Soul Coins," Tang Jiu hurriedly pressed for payment.

"Big Owl!" Flender felt his head buzzing. Even Zhao Wuji did not dare call him that!

"Yeah, isn't your Spirit a Cat Owl? If I don't call you Big Owl, what should I call you? I'm your creditor!" Tang Jiu said righteously. I even dare call Tang Hao an old man. What's wrong with calling you a Big Owl?

That nonsense about debtors being the masters did not work on him!

I'm the creditor. Who am I supposed to fear?

"There are no one thousand Gold Soul Coins! Brat, if it weren't for your teacher being here, believe it or not, I'd break your legs!" Flender was so furious that his hair was about to stand on end.

"Hehe~~ If you break my legs, someone can twist off your neck!" Tang Jiu rolled his eyes. What are you showing off for, you Big Owl? Tang Hao can flatten you with one hammer!

Try touching even one finger of mine!

"I don't believe it!" Flender rolled up his sleeves, determined to teach Tang Jiu a lesson and vent his anger.

"Flender, Little Jiu is right!"

Master's face was full of black lines as well. A huge profiteer and an unruly brat—it was truly unbearable!

Then he leaned close to Flender's ear and softly spoke four words: "Clear Sky Douluo!"

"T-Tang... Tang... Tang Jiu." Flender's pupils suddenly contracted. No wonder this kid ate Thousand-Year Spirit Beast meat like pork. It seemed he really could not afford to provoke him!

Flender immediately put on a smiling face and nodded. "Brat, I'm a grown man and won't stoop to your level. I won't argue with a tiny Soul Grandmaster like you; it would damage the dignity of a Soul Sage. Since your talent is decent, congratulations—you have been exceptionally admitted to Shrek Academy. Consider the one thousand Gold Soul Coins your tuition. Also, I'll give you a fifty percent discount on room and board! You can report to the academy anytime."

Once Tang Jiu became a student of his academy, he could use teaching as an excuse to deal with him. Wouldn't Clear Sky Douluo even praise him for being conscientious and responsible?

Brat, you're still too green to fight me!

Thinking this, Flender's smile became even brighter. He even put on a show of giving them a few instructions before flying away.

Tang Jiu's face darkened. He looked at Master and asked, "Teacher, I seem to have heard that room and board at Shrek Academy are completely free, and the tuition can't possibly be this high, right?"

Master shook his head. "Flender did not lie to you. The fees should be charged according to how wealthy the student is. The richer you are, the higher the fee!"

"What a talent!"

Tang Jiu could not help admiring him. If Flender had traveled to Earth, he might well have become the richest man in the world. He was probably the least devoted Soul Master to his profession.

"Alright, we should head back now. We all gained a great deal this time!"

Master smiled. He had finally broken through to level %, becoming a Three-Ring Soul Master. And his two disciples were each more outstanding than the other.

Tang Jiu in particular had started with Thousand-Year Soul Rings and gained a Spirit Bone. Most terrifying of all were the Spirit Skills of his Spirit Ring Spirit—they could be called heaven-defying!

After Tang Jiu carved up the White Feather Wind Swallow's meat and stored it in the Twelve Golden Hairpins, he followed Master back to Nuoding City. When they passed the Spirit Hall Branch, Master said, "Soul Masters need to register. It makes it easier for you to study and travel across the continent, and you'll also receive a monthly subsidy."

Hearing about so many benefits, Tang San wanted to pull Tang Jiu in with him.

Tang Jiu shook his head. "Third Brother, I'm not going. At level %, I'd definitely get captured and studied!"

The growth of his Soul Power was far too conspicuous. He had no desire to attract Spirit Hall's attention.

"Very good, Little Jiu. I didn't expect you to know what matters as well!" Master nodded. If Tang Jiu truly wanted to go, he would have stopped him. Spirit Hall was no good place.

"Then I'll go to a blacksmith shop and have a new War Hammer forged. I'll return to the academy by myself later." After saying goodbye to Master, Tang Jiu headed for the largest blacksmith shop.

He needed to replace his War Hammer with a heavier one!