Douluo: Martial Soul Mysterious Tortoise, Counterattack Armor Critical Strike

He soon returned to the academy.

Foster did not linger. He took to the air again and flew swiftly toward the Papal Palace in Spirit City.

He had to report everything that had happened today to Your Eminence the Pope.

It was simply too monstrous.

After returning to Martial Soul Academy, Huang Wei felt ravenously hungry. He said to Hu Liena, "Sister Nana, I'm so hungry. Is there anything to eat in the cafeteria right now?"

Hu Liena and the other two came back to their senses. She said, "There is. Why don't you go eat by yourself? We're planning to continue cultivating. How about we gather on the first floor of the villa early tomorrow morning?"

Yan and Xie Yue both agreed.

It could not be helped. Huang Wei's growth rate and his terrifyingly monstrous martial soul had dealt them too great a blow.

They were now even beginning to wonder whether the three of them were really suited to bear the title of Golden Generation.

Huang Wei could tell that the three had been shaken by him, so he immediately said, "Don't lose heart. After all, I'm only a defense-system soul master. You're the main attackers."

The moment those words came out, all three of their faces darkened. It would have been better if he had said nothing, but saying that only made the blow worse.

Defense? Then just focus on defending. But reflecting damage, condensing that reflected damage, and then firing it out—wasn't that completely off track?

And you had the nerve to call yourself defense...

You were clearly on an all-in-one offense-and-defense path.

"Alright, brat, stop talking. We're going to cultivate," Yan said, waving Huang Wei off.

"Fine, go ahead. I'll go eat by myself."

Seeing this, Huang Wei did not try to keep them. In any case, he was not short on money. Tuition might be free, but meals certainly were not.

Since the academy took into account that many students came from limited family circumstances, the cafeteria also offered affordable set meals.

As for Huang Wei, he headed to the wealthy section to feast.

As he made his way north, Huang Wei had already become somewhat famous within Martial Soul Academy.

Over the past month, a rumor about him had spread.

There was someone whose martial soul was a turtle, and he liked soaking in the lake to cultivate. At night, he would even scare people. Some young couples who came out into the wilderness would suddenly feel as if a pair of eyes were watching them, leaving them unable to do anything at all.

Upon reaching the cafeteria, Huang Wei headed straight for the wealthy section.

He took out ten Gold Soul Coins and ordered nothing but spirit beast meat, including plant-type spirit beast meat, along with a glass of fruit juice, a bowl of soup, and dessert.

He casually found a seat and began eating.

Inside the Papal Palace, Bibi Dong raised an eyebrow when she saw Foster rushing in. She sensed that something major had happened again.

"Foster, what is it this time?" Bibi Dong asked in a cool voice.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei were also with Bibi Dong today, standing below her.

They were curious as well. Foster was the dean of Martial Soul Academy, so what could have brought him here this time?

"Greetings, Your Eminence, and greetings to the two elders."

Foster immediately and respectfully explained in detail how Huang Wei had reached Level 20, successfully obtained his Second Soul Ring, advanced to Level 23, and displayed his monstrous ability to condense energy.

The moment Yue Guan and Gui Mei heard this, their eyes widened. They exchanged a tacit glance.

Gui Mei snorted coldly. "Foster, you should know that deceiving Your Eminence the Pope will bring unimaginable punishment!"

"Foster, are you sure you didn't see wrong? Or has your head overheated?" Yue Guan also found it absurd.

Although Huang Wei's defense was indeed formidable, they did not believe it could be powerful to such an extent.

Faced with the two elders' questioning, cold sweat immediately trickled down Foster's back. He said fearfully, "Two elders, I would never dare deceive Your Eminence the Pope. Your Eminence, please judge this clearly!"

"I believe you."

Bibi Dong's voice was calm, but it carried a trace of surprise and delight.

Huang Wei's Chill

"Your Eminence the Pope, should I bring Young Master Wei back?" Foster asked.

Bibi Dong said, "No need. Tomorrow, they will set out to eliminate Bandits. Secretly follow them then, but do not intervene unless it is a matter of life and death. They will return here after completing the mission."

"Yes, Your Eminence the Pope!" Foster nodded respectfully.

"Alright. Your report has merit. Go collect your reward," Bibi Dong said.

"Thank you, Your Eminence the Pope. This subordinate shall take his leave!" Foster said joyfully, clasping his hands.

Bibi Dong nodded. "Go."

Foster turned and left.

"Elder Ju, Elder Gui, do you have anything to say?"

Bibi Dong's gaze rested calmly on the two men below, whose faces were filled with disbelief.

"If Foster's words are true, then Young Master Wei's martial soul is truly terrifying."

"Once he matures, his defense will easily crush the Elephant Armored Sect of the Lower Four Sects."

"Moreover, Young Master Wei is only six years old, yet his Soul Power has already reached Level 23. It is truly unimaginable."

"With such Cultivation Speed, he may well possess the cultivation of a Soul Emperor before the age of twenty."

"Even if he does not, his talent of reaching Level 23 at six years old is enough to make him the number one among his peers across the entire Douluo Continent."

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo stated their honest views while taking the opportunity to flatter her.

After all, Huang Wei was Bibi Dong's Personal Disciple.

Even if he were not, with such talent, they would surely want to take him as a disciple. They truly envied her.

Naturally, Bibi Dong was pleased by their words, and Huang Wei's talent had exceeded even her expectations.

Her gaze turned toward the direction of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Excluding that unexpected existence, Xiao Wei truly is the number one person in Douluo Continent.

But when she compared Qian Renxue's martial soul with his, Xiao Wei still seemed to be the number one.

After all, a martial soul could not compare with a divine inheritance. Yet he had already reached the level Qian Renxue had attained at six years old.

Qian Renxue had innate Level 20 Soul Power. After obtaining her Soul Rings, she must have also reached Level 23.

"I intend to confer upon Xiao Wei the title of Holy Son of Spirit Hall. What do you think?"

As she spoke, her voice turned somewhat colder.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo had not expected Bibi Dong to suddenly have such an idea.

They nodded and said, "We have no objections to Your Eminence the Pope's decision. We fully support it, and Young Master Wei is indeed qualified."

"It's just that the other elders and the worship hall..." Ghost Douluo hesitated.

Bibi Dong gave a cold snort and said calmly, "Once Xiao Wei displays his talent tomorrow, there will be no fear of them refusing. If they want to use their grandsons to compete against him, there is even less to worry about. At Level 15, Xiao Wei's defense could withstand the combined attacks of so many Soul Kings before breaking. Now that he is Level 23, his defense is naturally even more astonishing. Those people's grandsons have not even reached that level! A challenge? Hmph, they would only be asking for suffering! My disciple shall be the Holy Son!"

Bibi Dong's words carried an undeniable, domineering authority.

The awe-inspiring pressure made even Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo shudder.

"Yes!" the two immediately replied.

Back at Martial Soul Academy, after finishing his meal, Huang Wei ran straight toward his beloved grand villa.

As he passed the Great Lake, his steps paused. He felt an urge to dive in.

But after thinking it over, he decided that having finally reached Level 23, he could not cultivate every single day. He had to enjoy himself and get a good, comfortable night's sleep.

So he returned directly to his room in Villa 606, climbed into the large bathtub, filled it with water, and took a wonderfully relaxing bath.

He emerged wearing only a pair of white underwear, and a cool breeze immediately swept over him.

It came from the Air Conditioning Soul Tool he had turned on beforehand.

Lying on the large bed, Huang Wei grinned from ear to ear. "Joining Spirit Hall really was the right choice. Becoming the disciple of the beautiful Bibi Dong was an even better choice! If I had taken the path of Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy, how could I possibly be enjoying such comfortable treatment now? I have status, a fixed monthly salary, good food, good clothes, and a good place to live. Hahaha!!!"

"No, following the plot, Spirit Hall will be destroyed by that bastard Tang San in the future. Now that I'm here, and my teacher treats me so well, I absolutely cannot let Spirit Hall be destroyed by that little bastard. Tang San, Xiao Wu, Yu Xiaogang, Tang Hao, the Clear Sky Sect, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Dugu Bo, and everyone else who opposes Spirit Hall and my teacher—I'll strike first and kill every last one of you!!"

At that moment, Huang Wei felt a sense of impending danger. Everything he had now would be gone if Spirit Hall were destroyed. As Bibi Dong's disciple, he would certainly be affected as well.

As a transmigrator, he absolutely did not want to see such a thing happen.

"Since we are already enemies, then I won't hold back. I'll wipe you out before you have the chance to grow!"

A sinister, icy glint flashed through his eyes, and his voice carried even colder killing intent.

He hated Tang San and everyone from the original story who opposed Spirit Hall and Bibi Dong to the extreme, so he intended to eliminate them.

He might seem kind, but once anything threatened everything he would have in the future, he would act without hesitation. Anyone he could kill, he would kill as early as possible.

Having read countless novels, he knew that the longer he let them live, the more dangerous they would become.

Protagonists always had the fortune to turn things around.

It just so happened that his Second Soul Skill had given him his only active offensive ability, and it could be continuously stored until it was used.

In that case...

Could I continuously store the power of Counterattack Critical, compress it to the absolute limit, and one day launch a surprise attack at Tang San or Tang Hao?

Or perhaps I should deal with Yu Xiaogang first.

After all, that man was also a massive scourge.

In the original story, Bibi Dong still loved him even at the moment of her death.

At that thought, Huang Wei clenched his fists, and anger surged within him.

No, he absolutely could not allow that to happen. Since he was here, Yu Xiaogang had to die!! Even Jesus himself could not save him! I said so!!!

According to the plot, Tang San was the same age as him now.

Then...

Suddenly, a gleam flashed through his eyes.

"Xiao Wu is still at Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy. If I find an excuse to have Ghost Douluo secretly infiltrate the place, then with his cultivation as a Titled Douluo, he will definitely discover that Xiao Wu is a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. Tang Hao will be there too, but at this point, Tang Hao is still injured and has not fully recovered. He cannot kill Ghost Douluo. Then I can add fuel to the fire in front of my teacher, and everything will fall into place."

"As for where the information came from?"

"Naturally, the Mysterious Tortoise told me in a dream. As long as I insist on that answer, there is nothing they can do to me. In the end, they can only believe me."

A particularly sinister scheme had already formed in Huang Wei's heart.

As for what he would do after capturing Xiao Wu?

He would keep her for now. When Bibi Dong's second martial soul broke through Level 80 or Level 90, he would kill Xiao Wu and absorb her Soul Ring.

Or he could save her for himself and kill her to absorb her Soul Ring.

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast would definitely drop a Soul Bone.

That was what the original story had said.

Things should not be too different now.

So Annoyed

At this moment, the youth Tang San was in Seven Dormitory for work-study students at Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy. He sat cross-legged on his bed, operating the Mysterious Heaven Skill as he meditated and cultivated.

He felt the Soul Power within his body accumulating bit by bit.