Douluo: Poisonous Tongue, Loves Telling the Truth

She was extremely confident in her Po Hun Dao; everyone on the Douluo Continent relied too heavily on their martial souls for cultivation.

Meng Yiran was gifted, and although her cultivation progress was unremarkable, she spent every day studying ways to become stronger.

Since she was a child, she had persisted in practicing throwing knives every single day, all to catch her enemies off guard and strike when they were unprepared.

As for demands like kissing once or twice, she couldn't say she didn't care, but she simply hadn't considered the possibility of losing.

Chao Tianxiang walked over to a large tree, preparing to use her soul power to shake down the leaves.

"There is no time to lose; if you are ready, let us begin."

Meng Yiran was right; that Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent wouldn't live much longer, and if they continued to bicker, no one would be able to absorb it.

Tang San was like a mere tool, having no say in the matter as he took the throwing knives handed to him by Meng Yiran.

"I am ready, Senior."

Behind him, Xiao Wu frowned deeply; now, she could only hope that Tang San would flatly refuse when facing Meng Yiran.

In the distance, Chao Tianxiang swung her serpent-headed staff, slamming it heavily against the tree trunk, causing a large shower of leaves to rustle down.

With a sharp cry, Meng Yiran threw with both hands simultaneously, and in the blink of an eye, all eighteen knives were pinned into the trunk.

After finishing these movements, she didn't forget to glance at Tang San with a smug expression.

Tang San, on the other hand, let out a cold snort and flicked his wrists.

Swish, swish, swish!

All the throwing knives streaked through the air like ribbons of light, arcing toward the tree trunk.

For so many days, Xia Ran had finally found something he couldn't beat him at, yet he actually had to make him step in for a competition like this.

At this moment, Tang San was a hundred times more serious than usual, all to show off fiercely in front of everyone.

Chapter 28: Missing the Soul Ring

The result was as expected: Tang San completely crushed Meng Yiran with his hidden weapon techniques.

Chao Tianxiang looked at the tree trunk, a look of disbelief on her face.

"How is this possible!"

If Tang San hadn't been right under everyone's noses when he made his move, she would have thought this had been prepared in advance.

Meng Yiran also saw the masterpiece on the tree trunk; she clearly couldn't accept such a result, and her delicate face turned somewhat pale.

"Why? You must have cheated!"

"I have practiced the Po Hun Dao since I was a child; how could I lose to you!"

Hearing this, the corners of Tang San's mouth curled up as he confidently stepped in front of Meng Yiran.

Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by Xia Ran.

"Senior Snake Granny, look at this Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent..."

Chao Tianxiang sighed inwardly, never expecting that after living for more than half a lifetime, she would be outmaneuvered by this brat.

It could only be said that they had been too confident regarding Meng Yiran's lifelong practice of the Po Hun Dao.

"Fine, a bet is a bet!"

"Little Ao, come over and thank the Senior!"

Hearing this, Oscar ran over excitedly and bowed deeply to Chao Tianxiang.

"This junior thanks the Senior for her generosity!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to kill the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent.

He couldn't wait any longer; a thousand-year third ring was a qualitative leap compared to the first two hundred-year soul rings.

Moreover, this was a flying-type soul beast known for its speed; he wondered what kind of skill he would gain after absorbing the soul ring.

However, Tang San, acting as a tool, had a resentful look in his eyes; having tried to show off repeatedly only to be interrupted each time, he stared daggers at Xia Ran's back.

It was clearly his effort that won the competition, yet in the end, he wasn't even allowed to speak.

Unreconciled, he stepped forward, planting himself between the others.

"A mere Po Hun Dao is unworthy of showing off in front of my hidden weapon techniques!"

"Now that I have won the competition, can the bet be honored?"

Tang San was naturally referring to the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent; the reason he said it this way was to claim the credit for himself.

However, after Chao Tianxiang's previous promise, these words sounded like the mockery of a victor to Meng Yiran.

She recalled how decisively she had agreed to the additional condition, and a sense of humiliation welled up in her heart.

But being headstrong since childhood, she couldn't bring herself to go back on her word.

At this moment, her heart was conflicted and miserable.

Looking at the smug Tang San before her, Meng Yiran hardened her heart, walked up to him, closed her eyes, and kissed that dirt-covered face.

"Wow~"

Chao Tianxiang, Oscar, and Xiao Wu all let out exclamations at the same time!

Chao Tianxiang had not expected that her own granddaughter would just give her first kiss to a guy she didn't even know!

Oscar, on the other hand, was surprised; that girl was so headstrong that anyone could see the reluctance on her face, yet she had actually fulfilled the wager. He had only said that line as a joke at the time.

Xiao Wu:

Brother, what about your Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track? Why didn't you dodge? Do you really have me in your heart? You promised you would only be willing to comb hair for me alone!

Her pink eyes were instantly flooded with tears, and Xiao Wu bit her red lip, trying her best not to cry out loud.

However, Tang San, the person involved, was still carefully sniffing the fragrant scent left behind by Meng Yiran's hair.

[Xiao Wu's level of resentment toward Tang San: 30%]

[Host rewarded with second martial soul: Dark Attribute Control]

Finally, Xiao Wu could no longer suppress her sobs. Already standing behind the group, she broke away and ran into the jungle.

Only then did Tang San react, realizing his dear sister had witnessed everything.

"Xiao Wu! Listen to me, let me explain..."

As he spoke, he chased in the direction Xiao Wu had left.

Seeing this scene, the expression on Chao Tianxiang's face was as if she had swallowed a fly.

It turned out her precious granddaughter's first kiss had gone to someone who already had a girlfriend. Immediately after, Meng Yiran's eyes also began to turn red.

But, stubborn as she was, she turned around and headed back the way they came. Chao Tianxiang glared at Tang San with hatred before following her granddaughter's footsteps.

From this point on, the dispute over the ownership of the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent was finally settled.

Although they had been interrupted by such an incident, Oscar's heart was filled with the joy of being about to obtain his third spirit ring; he didn't take the matter between Tang San and Xiao Wu to heart at all.

He picked up his dagger, ready to absorb the spirit ring.

Regrettably, just a moment before he could pierce the fleshy crest, the dying giant serpent's body flickered with purple light, and a thousand-year spirit ring slowly condensed into shape!

Zhao Wuji's expression was stunned; he could clearly feel that this spirit ring could only be absorbed by him.

Clearly, Oscar had already missed the timing to kill it, even if it had been just a second earlier! Or even half a second!

"No! No! Why!"

The spirit beast he had fought so hard to secure had actually died right before his eyes.

Unable to accept reality, Oscar used his dagger to stab the giant serpent's crest again and again, as if he were still fighting for the ownership of the spirit ring.

But it was all in vain; the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent had already been severely injured when it was captured by Zhao Wuji.

Coupled with the fact that Zhao Wuji was usually rough and reckless, his lack of control over his strength as a Spirit Saint when dealing with a thousand-year spirit beast had accelerated its death.

It could be said that the fact this Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent had lived this long was already a testament to its tenacious vitality.

"This is too much of a coincidence!"

Even Ning Rongrong, perched on a tree trunk, couldn't help but sigh; it had been off by just a single moment.

Watching the frantic Oscar, Zhao Wuji couldn't help but step forward to console him.

"Forget it, Little Ao. Perhaps you and this spirit ring just weren't meant to be!"

No one could have imagined that things would turn out so coincidentally.

Recalling the events that had just unfolded, if anyone present had said even half a word less, the result would not have been like this.

"Tang San! He just had to show off his hidden weapon techniques in front of others, just had to make Meng Yiran fulfill the wager."

"Xia Ran had clearly already communicated with Chao Tianxiang, and the other party had already given up on the spirit beast, so why did Tang San have to stick his nose in!"

At this moment, Oscar only remembered Tang San's confident expression and that face of his that loved to steal the spotlight.

His heart was filled with raging fire; if not for Tang San insisting on interrupting his absorption of the spirit ring, how could such a thing have happened?

Xia Ran hadn't expected this situation either; he had indeed noticed early on that the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent wouldn't last much longer.

That was why he had immediately asked Chao Tianxiang for ownership rights as soon as the competition ended.

As for letting Meng Yiran fulfill the wager, he had another plan in mind.

He hadn't expected Tang San to be so impatient, insisting on showing off in front of everyone!

It could only be said that everything happened too coincidentally.

While lost in thought, dark attribute energy surged around Xia Ran, gradually converging toward his right eye.

The reward from the system had arrived.

Zhao Wuji and the others were stunned at the sight, wondering if this kid Xia Ran had made another breakthrough.

In the clearing, the corners of Xia Ran's mouth curled up. From the moment he entered the Star Dou Forest, he had been calculating this wager with Meng Yiran.

The Man Faced Demon Spider was a must-have, so he had to move the wager from the second competition in the original story forward; that was why he had interfered in the struggle for the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent.

With his goal achieved and the reward received, Xia Ran raised the corners of his mouth, accepting the infusion of dark energy...