The Strange Dugu Yan

Soul Beast: Nine Dragon Flower Pollen, age: nineteen thousand years, absorption probability: 0%, compatibility with Medicine Refining Furnace Martial Soul: 97%.

The Nine Dragon Flower was an exceptionally precious Medicinal Plant System Soul Beast. Consuming it continuously transformed one's physical body. With long-term use, the body could even undergo nine transformations. It was of enormous help to Soul Masters with snake-type Martial Souls.

Good stuff—genuinely good stuff. The moment the Simulation Panel appeared, Wang Qi had already decided on the Second Soul Ring for his Second Martial Soul.

"How is it? The recuperation room is nice, right? I've told you everything you needed to know. Come on, I'll take you to meet your future teammates."

"As for the other teammates, they still need to be selected. In short, we won't be putting you through any particularly focused team training for the time being. Just work hard on your cultivation during this period."

Shi Feng led Wang Qi out of the recuperation room and into the training ground. He clapped his hands and called out to the four people training inside, "All right, pause your cultivation for now. Let me introduce your new teammate."

The four came over and lined up in front of Shi Feng and Wang Qi, their curious gazes constantly sizing Wang Qi up. The Shi Mo brothers shyly scratched the backs of their heads, grinning foolishly as they said to Wang Qi:

"Hello, I'm Shi Mo. This is my younger brother, Shi Mo. We're both fourteen this year. Our Martial Souls are Black Tortoises, and we're both Level Thirty Defense System Quasi-War Soul Elders."

Yu Tianheng, one of the twin stars of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, panted as he stepped up to Wang Qi. He flicked his hair and smiled. "Hello, I'm Yu Tianheng, fourteen years old. My Martial Soul is the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. I'm a Level Thirty Assault System Quasi-War Soul Elder. This is Dugu—"

"My name is Dugu Yan. I'm fourteen, my Martial Soul is the Jade Serpent, and I'm a Level Thirty Control System Quasi-War Soul Elder. I can introduce myself. I don't need you running your mouth."

Dugu Yan shot Yu Tianheng a disdainful glare, then looked at Wang Qi with a complicated emotion in her eyes, as though the two of them had met before.

Although Wang Qi was puzzled, he did not delay his introduction.

"Hello, everyone. My name is Wang Qi, and I'm twelve this year."

Before Wang Qi could finish, Dugu Yan cut in directly. "Wang Qi, I'm fourteen and you're twelve. Call me big sister. As long as you call me big sister, I'll look after you from now on."

Wang Qi was stunned. What was this supposed to mean? He could not make sense of Dugu Yan's behavior. The girl's tone did not sound like she was joking.

"Haha, then I'll be relying on Sister Yan from now on. Oh, right, I haven't introduced my Martial Soul and Soul Power yet. My Martial Soul is—"

Wang Qi tried his best not to cause a conflict, keeping his tone as even as possible. Yet before he could finish, Dugu Yan covered her face and ran off, as though Wang Qi had once bullied her.

If Wang Qi had not read the Original Work and known that Dugu Yan was the sort of person who dared to love and hate openly—not someone like Ning Rongrong, a little witch who bullied and deceived others—he would have thought Dugu Yan was trying to mess with him.

All right, Dugu Yan's sudden tearful departure caused Wang Qi quite a bit of trouble. Yu Tianheng, who had been acting so smug just moments ago, instantly bristled at the sight of her like this.

He pointed at Wang Qi and shouted, "What exactly did you do to Yanyan?"

Not only Yu Tianheng—even the Shi Mo brothers glared at Wang Qi threateningly, leaving him completely dumbfounded.

What the hell happened? Did this really have anything to do with me?

"I don't know what I did to Dugu Yan either. This is my first time at Heaven Dou Royal Academy. In fact, it's even my first time in Heaven Dou City. We definitely haven't met before, so what could I possibly have done?"

Yu Tianheng's questioning made Wang Qi roll his eyes in anger. Damn it, he had not felt this wronged even when gambling his life against Tang Hao. Tang Hao was gone now—was he supposed to be intimidated by someone from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, a clan whose internal strife was absurdly severe?

"Excuses. Forget it, I don't want to hear them. Since you're also a member of the Heaven Dou Reserve Team and you haven't introduced your Martial Soul yet, this is perfect. I don't think there's any better way to understand someone than through actual combat."

"Do you dare fight me? I'll suppress my Soul Power to your level. If you're scared, go to Yanyan and kneel down to apologize."

Arrogant. Yu Tianheng's arrogance came from his talent, his background, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul.

But none of that was worth a thing before Wang Qi. A provocation? This sudden turn of events had filled Wang Qi with anger, and he had been looking for some unlucky fool to test his skills on anyway.

"Sure. But I'm curious—how exactly are you going to suppress your Soul Power from Level Thirty to Level Thirty-Five?"

Wang Qi stepped forward. One yellow and two purple Soul Rings rose beneath his feet, and a blazing aura pressed down on Yu Tianheng. Setting aside the gap in their Soul Power, Wang Qi's third Soul Ring—which was purple with streaks of black—was enough to shatter Yu Tianheng's confidence.

As for Shi Feng? After a brief moment of shock, he pulled the two foolish brothers back and watched the two about to engage in a Soul Battle at the center of the training ground with great interest.

"Y-your Second Soul Ring, your Third Soul Ring..."

"Didn't you want to spar? Oh, I nearly forgot. Your Soul Power Level seems to be lower than mine."

"All right, then I'll suppress my Soul Power to Level Thirty, the same level as yours. How about that?"

"No, no, that would still be a bit unfair to you. You have two yellow hundred-year Soul Rings, while I have one yellow and two purple Soul Rings. Even if I suppress my Soul Power, you still seem unable to compare to me."

"How about this? I won't use my Martial Soul. I'll only use Soul Power and hand-to-hand combat, and I'll suppress my Soul Power to Level Thirty as well. If even then you—"

Fury shot to his head, and Yu Tianheng exploded on the spot. A flash of electricity flickered across his brow as blue Soul Power condensed into mist, forming a coiling Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon behind him.

Martial Soul Possession. Two yellow hundred-year Soul Rings beneath his feet glimmered faintly as he prepared to strike.

"You've gone too far! First Soul Skill, Thunder Dragon Claw!"

Thunder Dragon Claws condensed around Yu Tianheng's arms. With his power gathered, his hands seemed to have been enhanced by a buff as they lunged straight for Wang Qi's face.

An excellent Soul Skill. I really don't know how the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan researched this well enough to produce such excellent Soul Skills in batches.

Feeling Yu Tianheng's attack, Wang Qi thought to himself.

The Soul Skill Thunder Dragon Claw had two forms. In the first form, Thunder Dragon Claws condensed around both arms, increasing destructive power and strengthening close-quarters combat.

In the second form, one could launch Thunder Dragon Claws with the force of thunder, striking targets as far as twenty meters away.

The fact that the Soul Skill was excellent was not the most important part. More importantly, among the disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, it could be said that everyone except Yu Xiaogang had a First Soul Skill with such effects.

The Soul Skill was good, but the person using it was far too inexperienced.

As he had said before, people of Douluo Continent—or rather, most people—placed far too much importance on the Soul Skills attached to Soul Rings.

Wang Qi even suspected that the reason the Clear Sky Sect was so strong might not be the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul itself, but rather the various Self-Created Soul Skills used in conjunction with the Clear Sky Hammer.