Tang San Refuses to Accept Defeat

Nuoding City, Martial Soul Hall.

Inside the restaurant, a lively atmosphere filled the air.

Exquisite food and fine wine were laid out on the long table, and soft light streamed in through the tall stained-glass windows, illuminating the room brightly.

Yu Cheng sat calmly in the first seat at the left dining table.

He wore simple casual clothes, but in this magnificent palace, he appeared exceptionally dazzling.

Master Ma Xiunuo's face was flushed with joy, and he couldn't stop smiling.

He raised his wine glass and said loudly, "Everyone! Let us raise our glasses together to celebrate the complete success of this soul hunting operation!"

His gaze fell upon Yu Cheng, filled with undisguised admiration.

"Yu Cheng, you successfully absorbed a six-hundred-year Soul Ring!"

"This has opened a brand new door for us! Congratulations to our Martial Soul Hall for achieving a historic breakthrough in the research of Soul Ring theory!"

"Cheers!"

Everyone raised their glasses in unison, their faces beaming with excitement.

Yu Cheng's success was not just the birth of a genius, but the achievement of their entire team.

This was something that would be recorded in history books!

To put it realistically, it was almost a certainty that all members of the Nuoding City Martial Soul Hall would be promoted by one rank.

The atmosphere grew even more fervent.

People clinked glasses and chatted happily.

The Red-haired Soul King, holding his wine glass, walked over and sat down beside Yu Cheng.

At this moment, the wildness on his face was restrained, making him look more like a humble businessman.

"Yu Cheng, after we return, we will compile a report and submit it to the main hall."

He paused and continued, "As the most crucial person, you will have to travel to Fasnuo City with us. After the theoretical summary is complete, we will also report to Martial Soul City."

"Martial Soul City..."

Yu Cheng pondered for a moment and slowly shook his head.

"Elder, I suggest we don't report it directly yet."

"Why?"

The Red-haired Soul King was somewhat surprised.

Once Yu Cheng's name was reported, he would immediately become a celebrity figure across the continent.

Did he intend to hide his achievements and fame?

Yu Cheng spoke, "Currently, I am the only successful case. Although the age limit of the first Soul Ring has been broken, it doesn't explain the importance of Whale Rubber."

He put down his glass and took out a few pages of paper from his怀.

The Red-haired Soul King looked closely and saw that the paper was filled with dense numbers and some special symbols he couldn't understand.

Yu Cheng explained, "These are some data I've compiled."

"A hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years, different Whale Rubber can increase the age limit by different amounts."

"The first ring, second ring, third ring, each Soul Ring that aims to break the limit has different requirements for Whale Rubber."

"The same piece of Whale Rubber has different effects on Soul Masters with different Martial Souls."

Yu Cheng said calmly, "This data is my reasoning and still needs verification. Instead of broadly proposing a theory, I suggest we thoroughly research all this data before making it public."

"What I want is to do something for the Douluo Continent, not the title of a theoretical master."

Yu Cheng crossed his arms, a smile curling at the corner of his lips.

This document was something he had thought up overnight.

Most of the data came from the original records of Douluo II. Some of it was deduced from his experience this time.

The Red-haired Soul King stood frozen in place as if struck by lightning.

He suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with shock as he looked at Yu Cheng.

"You thought all of this up?"

For a child to have such insight and organizational skills was simply a genius among geniuses!

Most importantly, Yu Cheng possessed such ideological awareness!

Some so-called masters, upon achieving a little success, become complacent and eagerly publish their theories, seeking fame.

In contrast, Yu Cheng...

The Red-haired Soul King tightly gripped the few pages, as if holding priceless treasures.

This data was too important!

If the Martial Soul Hall wanted to further research Whale Rubber, it would inevitably require extensive experimentation.

This means that many Soul Masters with decent talent, who are willing or forced to take risks, must be involved.

Each failure means the loss of a life.

The data Yu Cheng proposed greatly increased the success rate of the experiments and reduced unnecessary sacrifices.

"I will report this data truthfully!"

The red-haired Soul Master said solemnly.

His tone carried obvious respect. "Yu Cheng, I invite you to join the Fasnuo Martial Soul Hall to conduct research together. Don't worry, Martial Soul Hall will definitely not treat you unfairly!"

This time, Yu Cheng did not refuse.

Coming from a poor background, survival on the Douluo Continent meant joining some kind of power was inevitable.

Martial Soul Hall was undoubtedly the strongest backing available at the moment.

Two days later, a convoy slowly drove out of the gates of Nuoding City, heading in the direction of Fasnuo City.

In a dangerous valley within the Soul Hunting Forest.

The air was filled with a strong stench, along with a pungent smell from evaporating toxins.

The corpse of a huge spider, with ghost face patterns on its abdomen, lay among the rocks. Dark black bodily fluids and internal organs spilled out, dyeing the surrounding soil a deep color.

The Ghost Face Spider, known for its potent venom, was one of the three nightmares of small Soul Beasts.

Tang San sat cross-legged beside the corpse, a deep yellow Soul Ring hovering above his head.

Beside him, the Soul Power fluctuations on Lin Dashan had not yet subsided, and his robes were stained with some venom. Clearly, killing this Soul Beast had taken him considerable effort.

Yu Xiaogang stood not far away, looking at the Soul Ring, his face almost ecstatic.

"My luck has turned! Heaven truly blesses Yu Xiaogang!"

He muttered in a low voice, his body trembling slightly with excitement.

He had originally planned for Tang San to obtain that six-hundred-year Ghost Vine, but Yu Cheng had snatched it away.

He never expected to encounter this even rarer Ghost Face Spider, whose attributes also perfectly matched the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul!

Seven hundred and fifty years!

This was already close to the theoretical limit that a second Soul Ring could withstand!

The energy it contained, as well as the Soul Skill obtained, would definitely far exceed that of the six-hundred-year Ghost Vine!

This was simply divine favor!

Yu Xiaogang turned to look at Tang San, his eyes filled with expectation and a near-obsessive belief.

He was determined to cultivate Tang San into a powerhouse that would shock the continent!

By then, those who had mocked him would have to pay the price for their shortsightedness and foolishness!

He would let everyone know that he, Yu Xiaogang, was not a failure!

He was a true theoretical master!

Time passed bit by bit.

Absorbing this Soul Ring was not easy; Tang San's body trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat seeped from his forehead.

Yu Xiaogang watched nervously.

Lin Dashan carefully observed their surroundings, not daring to relax in the slightest.

After a long while, the deep yellow Soul Ring finally merged into Tang San's body. The chaotic Soul Power fluctuations around him gradually stabilized and visibly strengthened by a large margin.

Tang San slowly opened his eyes.

He let out a long sigh, a look of exhaustion on his face, but more than that, excitement.

"Teacher, Dean, I succeeded!"

Tang San stood up, feeling the surging Soul Power within him, his voice filled with emotion.

"Good! Good! That's wonderful!"

Yu Xiaogang said "good" three times in a row and eagerly asked, "Xiao San, what is your second Soul Skill?"

Tang San nodded, and with a thought, two yellow Soul Rings rose beneath his feet.

He let out a low cry, "Second Soul Skill, Spider Web Restraint!"

Blue Silver Grass surged wildly from his palm, intertwining and expanding in the air to form a deep blue net over three meters in diameter!

Upon closer inspection, each strand of Blue Silver Grass had tiny barbs, flashing with a dark luster.

The net flew out with a slight whistling sound, enveloping a Soft Bone Rabbit not far away.

"Squeak!"

The Soft Bone Rabbit was firmly trapped by the blue silver spider web and struggled forcefully.

But the spider web was exceptionally tough. The Soft Bone Rabbit's Soul Power gradually dissipated, its struggles rapidly weakened, and soon it lay limp and motionless.

"With my current Soul Power, I can unleash Spider Web Restraint at most three times in a row."

Tang San explained, a confident smile on his face.

"The webs are not only tough but also carry a faint poison that can weaken an opponent's Soul Power. It's a very strong single-target control Soul Skill!"

"Single-target control, weakening Soul Power..." Yu Xiaogang's eyes grew brighter and brighter, so excited he could barely stand still.

"Perfect! Absolutely perfect!"

"This is exactly the perfect Soul Skill for a Blue Silver Grass control-type Soul Master in my theory!"

"As expected, Blue Silver Grass should have a poison-attribute Soul Ring!"

"Xiao San, you've done wonderfully!"

Yu Xiaogang seemed to already envision Tang San defeating all powerful opponents in the future with his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.

"Mm!"

Tang San nodded, his heart also filled with joy.

He couldn't help but recall the battle with Yu Cheng not long ago.

"After we get back, I must find Yu Cheng for another match."

Tang San secretly resolved in his heart.

Dormitory Seven.

As Tang San reached the doorway, his gaze fell upon Yu Cheng's empty bed.

Instantly, an inexplicable sense of emptiness surged into his heart.

"Xiao San, you're back! How was your harvest?"

Xiao Wu walked over and asked.

Tang San nodded, his thoughts still on the empty bed. "Not bad. Xiao Wu, where is Yu Cheng? Why isn't he here? Did he go to cultivate?"

Xiao Wu's smile faltered for a moment. She blinked her large eyes, her tone becoming somewhat somber.

"Yu Cheng, he's gone."

"Gone? Where to?" Tang San's heart tightened, and he pressed further.

"I heard from Teacher that he successfully obtained his first Soul Ring, and then people from Fasno Martial Soul Hall took him away for advanced studies."

Xiao Wu flicked her braided hair, her tone a little dejected.

She and Yu Cheng had a good relationship.

They had a fight when they first enrolled, which led to them getting to know each other.

Later, Yu Cheng even lent her money to buy a quilt.

He had left so suddenly, without even a formal goodbye.

"Is that so."

Tang San stood rooted to the spot, gazing at the empty bed, momentarily lost in thought.

Gone?

Just like that, suddenly gone?

Yu Cheng was from Holy Spirit Village, and he was the first friend Tang San could talk to after arriving in this world.

Although the two had argued in the Soul Hunting Forest, in Tang San's heart, it was just a fair competition.

He still wanted to fight Yu Cheng again to prove he was the strongest Blue Silver Grass Soul Master at Nuoding Academy.

He had never imagined Yu Cheng would leave so suddenly.

When would they meet again?

In a year?

Two years?

Or...

Perhaps Tang San himself didn't realize it, but deep down, he had already considered Yu Cheng, who had innate two-level Soul Power, as an opponent on par with himself.