Douluo: Martial Soul Ah Yin, Exposing Tang San's True Colors

BOOM!

Hearing this, Su Yun's heart skipped a beat, and he drew in a sharp, icy breath!

A madman!

This guy must be insane!

If not for the frantic actions Ah Yin had just displayed, Su Yun would never have believed that the words ringing in his ears had actually come from the legendary Clear Sky Douluo!

Just to force me to agree to a duel with Tang San, he's actually using Xiao Wu's life as a threat? What on earth is this guy thinking?!

No, wait. Tang Hao should have already realized by now that Xiao Wu is a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. Because of my presence, there isn't much of an emotional bond between Tang San and Xiao Wu, so Tang Hao shouldn't have any "love me, love my dog" feelings toward her.

He could have simply taken Xiao Wu away, so why use her to force me into a duel with Tang San?

While his mind raced, Su Yun relayed what Tang Hao had told him to Ah Yin.

"What?!!" After hearing this, Ah Yin's expression changed instantly. She couldn't believe her husband would say such a thing, yet Su Yun looked completely serious, showing no signs of lying.

Most importantly, Ah Yin could already feel the pressure weighing down on Su Yun growing heavier; his knees had begun to tremble slightly.

Ah Hao has already become a Title Douluo, so he must be able to see the true identity of that little girl named Xiao Wu. She once promised me that she would only kill evil soul beasts. But why would he use Xiao Wu's life now to force little Su Yun to duel that imposter?

Seeing Ah Yin's pale, distraught face—and knowing she hadn't proactively told him Tang Hao's identity—Su Yun realized that her inner shock must be ten thousand times greater than his own.

There's no choice. Whether Tang Hao's threat is real or fake, I have to agree to Tang San's challenge. Su Yun gritted his teeth against the crushing pressure, his eyes shifting.

He had no choice; he dared not gamble on what kind of person Tang Hao had become. Facing the threat of a Title Douluo, he could only choose to submit.

And so, just as everyone on the scene assumed Su Yun's silence meant a refusal, his voice finally rang out before Tang San. The familiar tone carried a chill that Tang San had never felt before: "Fine, Tang San! I accept your challenge. Ten years from now, you and I shall have a battle to the death!"

The resonant, forceful words finally rippled outward from the center of the arena!

The crowd immediately erupted into a wave of gasps!

Two children, barely seven years old, had just set a date for a battle to the death ten years in the future!

Such a thing was far too shocking to behold!

Opposite Su Yun, even Tang San was stunned by the words.

He actually agreed?!

Why would he agree?

Tang San had assumed Su Yun would refuse his demand.

After all, a battle to the death was an incredibly solemn and serious matter. In the entire Douluo Continent, a public declaration of a death match required notarization by Martial Soul Hall. Both parties had to agree on a time and place, and once the deadline arrived, both sides were required to appear to fight until one was dead.

If someone failed to show up, the absentee would inevitably face sanctions from Martial Soul Hall!

However, such rules were ancient and had been forgotten by many, yet today, they were brought up once again by these two, Tang San and Su Yun.

When Yu Xiaogang saw that Su Yun had actually accepted the challenge, he was overjoyed. He immediately signaled for the academy teachers to head to Martial Soul Hall to summon a notary.

Ten minutes later, under the watchful eyes of the Martial Soul Hall notary, Notting Academy instructors, and a multitude of spectators, Tang San and Su Yun finally signed the document and pressed their blood-stained fingerprints upon it, officially sealing the contract for the death match!

Ten years from now, Heaven Dou Empire, Tiandou City!

Tang San and Su Yun, a battle to the death!

. The character portrayals might be OOC; I will try my best to justify them.

. Readers who think it's written poorly are welcome to criticize, just please no personal attacks.

. Actually, I wanted to write a pure "power fantasy" like Yu Da (the peak of Douluo fanfiction), but I just couldn't make the turn, so I have to write it in my own style.

. I will do my best to compensate for the soul skill combinations, so please don't be impatient.

. It's not that I don't respond; responding easily leads to conflict, such as:

① You convince me

② I convince you

③ We fail to convince each other

To avoid arguing, I choose to stay silent. After all, silence is golden :)

. If there is only one chapter, it must be a 4000-word combined chapter. I will not stop updating (hands on hips, proud).

. I talk too much. Going back to typing now; haven't had dinner yet /(ㄒoㄒ

"Little Su Yun!"

Seeing that Su Yun had actually accepted Tang San's challenge, Ah Yin felt a complex mix of emotions. Looking at the contract stained with Su Yun's bloody fingerprint, she didn't know what to say.

"It's alright, Sister Yin. No matter who that person threatening me is or what his goal might be, I had to accept Tang San's challenge today."

Feeling the pressure on his body vanish, Su Yun finally exhaled the stifled breath he had been holding in his chest for so long and comforted her: "Besides, that imposter might not necessarily be stronger than me in ten years. Don't I still have you and the system to help me?"

"At the very least, before I grow strong enough, I cannot use Xiao Wu's life as a gamble." Watching the backs of Yu Xiaogang and Tang San as they left, Su Yun's gaze grew deep and thoughtful.

From Tang Hao's threat, Su Yun had actually caught a deeper meaning. That was, as long as he agreed to Tang San's challenge, then for at least the next ten years, Tang Hao should not make a move against Xiao Wu.

"I know... but... this is just too unfair to you!" In Ah Yin's slightly dejected words, there was a faint trace of anger toward Tang Hao and shame toward Su Yun.

If Su Yun were to accidentally lose to Tang San in ten years, he would have to die!

Could such a kind-hearted child really lose his life because of such an absurd contract made today?

And he might even lose to that bastard who had occupied his own child's body!

Why?!

Ah Yin's emotions grew increasingly agitated. She desperately wanted to reshape her human form quickly, find her husband, and demand to know why he had done this—why he had used Sister Xiao Wu's life to threaten Su Yun!

Unfortunately, no matter how intense her emotions were, they faded into the depths of her heart as the surrounding crowd gradually dispersed.

"Little Su Yun, ten years from now, you must not lose!" Ah Yin's soul stood beside Su Yun, looking down at him—he was only as tall as her waist—and said with a firm expression, "I will definitely do everything in my power to help you, I promise!"

She did not want that imposter to live, nor did she want Su Yun to die.

Su Yun looked at the earnest gaze that had reappeared in Ah Yin's eyes. He knew that the bond between them had invisibly climbed to a new level, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He nodded in agreement, "Alright! I definitely won't lose! I promise!"

The next day.

Xiao Wu, whose mind was filled with thoughts of play, had no idea she had just walked along the edge of death. Right now, she was pestering Su Yun, wanting to return to Holy Soul Village with him.

"Why are you coming back with me? My house isn't big, and there's only one bed." Su Yun packed his luggage, looked up at Xiao Wu, who was sitting on his bed in a duck-like posture, and said.

"What's wrong with one bed? Didn't we sleep in the same bed when we first arrived at school? We slept in the same bed for three whole days and nights!"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Xiao Wu stood up with a snap. She placed her hands on her willow-thin waist, looked down at Su Yun, and said indignantly, "Fine! Are you looking down on me? I am the boss of Dormitory Building 7! How dare you look down on your boss!"

"Is that so? The boss still owes me quite a bit of money. Let me calculate it for you. From half a year ago until now, you owe me... let me count." Su Yun remained unperturbed by Xiao Wu's 'arrogance' and began counting on his fingers, "One, two, three..."

"Hey, hey, hey—" As soon as Xiao Wu heard about the debt, her arrogant expression changed instantly. She hurriedly jumped down and pinned Su Yun to the ground. Her index fingers began drawing circles on her chest, her expression turned coy, and her voice became sweet and syrupy, "Brother Su Yun, you wouldn't be so stingy, would you? It's just a little bit of money~"

Su Yun tilted his head, squinting at the rabbit currently riding on top of him, and said sarcastically, "Does the boss of Dormitory Building 7 owe her underling pocket change?"

"You..." Seeing that her coquetry was useless, Xiao Wu gave up and crossed her arms, looking like a stubborn rabbit who feared no boiling water, "If you don't take me home, I'm not getting up."

Su Yun rolled his eyes. He knew this little rabbit was afraid of being eaten by soul beasts on the outskirts of the Star Dou Forest, and she was also worried about what the drastically changed Tang Hao might do to her. He had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender, "Fine, fine, you win, okay? I'll take you back, but let's get this straight: you can stay at my place, but you have to sleep on the floor."

"Ah? Why?!" Xiao Wu was happy at first, but then her little face puffed up.

"Because you owe me money." Su Yun dealt a ruthless blow.

"Oh." Xiao Wu pouted her lips and let out a soft 'oh', only then standing up reluctantly.

But in an instant, her clever red eyes rolled around, and she thought: Hmph, stinky Su Yun, once we get to your house, see if I don't pin you to the bed... pfft, pin you to the ground and beat you, so you know the power of Sister Xiao Wu.

As a rogue rabbit, she had to restore the dignity of the boss of Dormitory Building 7; she could never be defeated by such a trivial matter as debt.

Thus, after packing their luggage, Su Yun took Xiao Wu to say goodbye to the teachers (except for Yu Xiaogang) and left the academy, heading east toward Holy Soul Village.

In Yu Xiaogang's room.

"Xiao San, your reaction yesterday was very timely. Although you lost the match, it doesn't mean much. Ten years from now, Su Yun will realize that a soul master who has no one to guide them on how to combine soul skills will ultimately achieve nothing."

Yu Xiaogang gently patted Tang San's head and said, "In ten years, Su Yun will definitely lose to you."

Hearing this, Tang San nodded heavily.

Although he lost yesterday, it was actually because he couldn't fully unleash his strength.

Ten years from now, not only would he have his teacher's careful guidance, but his mastery of Hidden Weapons would reach a state of perfection, and he would be able to craft and use many more of them.

After all, when the day of the life-and-death battle arrived, there would be no restrictions. If he were to hide his Hidden Weapons then, wouldn't that be an insult to the name of the Tang Sect's Hidden Weapons?

After chatting with his teacher Yu Xiaogang for a while longer, Tang San finally shouldered his luggage and left Notting Academy.

"Sigh, with Xiao San suddenly leaving and no one around, it really feels a bit uncomfortable." After Tang San left, Yu Xiaogang sat upright and read for a while. When the time came, he was about to teach Tang San the theory of martial souls as usual, only to suddenly realize that Tang San had just said goodbye and left.

"Knock, knock—"