Ten Thousand Year Xuanbing Grass? Wulin's Malice Towards Old Tang [Seeking Follow-up]

"Changkong, yours is a tool martial soul."

"In that case, I shall only use this today."

Lu Li smiled slightly and spoke indifferently.

"That is hardly 'only'."

"Brother Lu Li's spear remains as divine as ever; that feeling of being crushed by you back then has returned."

On the competition stage, Wu Changkong looked at the spear in Lu Li's hand, his eyes filled with deep wariness as he sighed.

Holy Dragon Spear...

This was merely the opponent's innate soul tool, yet its powerful effects had driven almost every peer who possessed a tool martial soul to despair.

And in the past, even when he was a five-ring soul master, he couldn't defeat him. So now, as a six-ring soul master facing a nine-ring opponent...

Could he win?

He should stop dreaming impossible dreams.

"Brother Lu Li, let us begin."

"First soul skill, Frost Mark!"

"Second soul skill, Frost Mist!"

Wu Changkong snapped back to reality. As he activated his soul skills, the first and second soul rings beneath his feet lit up.

Dense ice elements erupted from his longsword; the former transformed into countless sharp, pointed ice shards, while the latter manifested as a shimmering, icy mist, surging directly toward Lu Li.

Frost Mark! Frost Mist!

These were his two most basic soul skills, both possessing crowd-control effects, and they were among his most frequently used abilities.

"Break."

Yet, Lu Li merely glanced at them.

He didn't even move. Golden light flashed, and as his soul power surged, the effects of the soul skills, which hadn't even managed to get close, dissipated instantly without a trace, as if they had never existed at all.

"You know."

"I told you that your soul ring progression is misguided. There is no need to use these probes, which are only effective against low-level soul masters, on me."

Lu Li blinked and said slowly.

"..."

"Fourth soul skill, Frost Ice Language."

Wu Changkong remained silent. The second purple soul ring beneath his feet lit up, and as blue runes illuminated the Sky Frost Sword, the aura of the longsword in his hand increased significantly.

Frost Ice Language, his fourth soul skill, was the type most favored by combat-type soul masters; its effect was simple and brutal.

It could double his attack power!

"Third soul skill, Sky Frost Slash!"

Immediately following this, Wu Changkong did not hesitate for a second. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, his third soul ring lit up, and gripping his longsword, he charged straight at Lu Li!

If, with the boost from Frost Ice Language, he no longer feared any Soul Emperor and dared to challenge even a Soul Saint, then his third soul skill was truly the centerpiece of his arsenal.

Sky Frost Slash, empowered by his existing buffs, unleashed a strike with more than double the standard effect.

This was a true heavy strike; at least within the Soul Emperor and Soul Saint realms, he did not believe he had many rivals...

And only such a powerful strike was his sole opportunity to show the opponent the extent of his strength.

"I admit Teacher Wu looks cool right now, but, guys, do you really think he can land a hit on Teacher Lu Li?"

Wei Xiaofeng had produced a bucket of popcorn from somewhere and, watching Wu Changkong's movements, remarked.

"No."

Everyone spoke in unison, even Gu Yue chimed in. They did not deny Wu Changkong's cultivation, but...

Compared to Lu Li, it was like a firefly next to the moon!

"Boom--"

And the facts proved them right. Under the gaze of the crowd, facing Wu Changkong's assault, Lu Li merely glanced at him and swept his spear lightly.

The moment the Sky Frost Sword touched the Holy Dragon Spear, a powerful recoil force left Wu Changkong's hand numb, sending him flying backward instantly.

Teacher Wu had been sent flying.

Lu Li was stunned by this. His figure flickered and vanished, reappearing instantly off the stage to catch Wu Changkong, unable to help but smile helplessly.

"Changkong, you really aren't holding up well."

He didn't understand. He knew the other man couldn't defeat him, but to be sent flying just by attacking him—wasn't that a bit excessive?

Could it be...

Was the other man trying to stage a fake injury?

"..."

[Host, you are just too handsome!]

[Congratulations on surviving three soul skills from Wu Changkong. To possess such ability at the Spirit Master cultivation level, this is a feat worth bragging about.]

[Challenge Wu Changkong, mission complete.]

[Congratulations on obtaining the rewards: Ultimate Ice Affinity, ten-thousand-year random heaven-sent treasure.]

As Lu Li completed the so-called challenge mission, the system's cheering, jubilant broadcast voice rang out once again.

[Drawing heaven-sent treasure...]

[Congratulations on obtaining the ten-thousand-year Mysterious Ice Grass.]

"Hmm?"

"Ten-thousand-year... Mysterious Ice Grass, is it."

Hearing the voice echoing in his mind, Lu Li's gaze involuntarily turned toward the Wu Changkong before him, his eyes filled with contemplation.

Mysterious Ice Grass.

He was no stranger to this spiritual item; it was a lower-tier plant related to the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and belonged to the very top tier of heaven-sent treasures, possessing immense effects for ice-attribute soul masters.

This ten-thousand-year level was highly beneficial for soul masters between the Soul Emperor and Soul Douluo ranks, and if there were hidden injuries, it could even have a restorative effect...

Thinking this, Lu Li's gaze fell upon the helpless-looking Wu Changkong before him, who seemed to have run out of options, and he became thoughtful.

The best candidate for this heaven-sent treasure was right in front of him.

"What is it?"

"Does Brother Lu Li wish to continue with me?"

Wu Changkong let out a cold snort, cast a resentful glance at the person before him, and asked coldly.

This annoying talent-monster, this stat-monster...

He was simply a freak!

"No need."

"Making you spar with me makes me anxious; I'm truly afraid I might accidentally kill you."

Lu Li shook his head. With the person before him as he was now, it was clearly impossible to spar again before he himself became a god.

As for after becoming a god...

Then the other party wouldn't even need to think about it.

Thinking of this, Lu Li couldn't help but smile helplessly as he looked at the person before him. It seemed their battles could only be frozen at this moment.

Well, that was assuming the system didn't pull any more tricks.

"Lu Li, I think..."

"You are truly rotten to the core."

Wu Changkong glanced helplessly at the person before him. The other party knew he might accidentally kill him...

And yet he still fought! Even though Lu Li was his good friend, this matter today wasn't over!

Thinking this, the two returned to the students' side, and Xie Xie approached them very politely:

"Teacher Lu Li, Teacher Wu, so the suppression of the weak by the strong can reach such a level?"

"..."

Wu Changkong silently noted the other party's words, then nodded, not saying anything for himself.

"Well said. Your Teacher Lu Li is very strong. Such an existence, even when launching an attack, will be countered..."

"Therefore, in the future, if possible, you had best not fight the strong when you are weak. If you truly must do so, you will need sufficient preparation."

Speaking to this point, Wu Changkong paused.

"What kind of sufficient preparation?"

Xie Xie and Wei Xiaofeng said in unison.

"Be as strong as him."

Wu Changkong snorted coldly, pointing at Lu Li.

"If you have the confidence to become a powerhouse like him, never mind fighting across ranks, you could even beat me up."

"..."

"Today's class ends here. Dismissed."

"Teacher Lu, remember to come to my office in a while. I need to talk to you about the child."

The subsequent lessons were all conducted on the playground. Before leaving, Teacher Wu took a special look at Lu Li and said indifferently.

"Mm, alright. I'll go over after I talk to Wulin about something."

Lu Li silently made an OK gesture. The "child" the other party mentioned was, of course, Wulin, but as the saying goes, the speaker may have no intention, but the listener does.

"Child?"

Gu Yue caught this keyword and frowned, lost in thought.

"Wulin, tell me, what did you want to see me for?"

Before long, only Lu Li and Tang Wulin remained on the playground, and the former said with a smile.

"Brother Lu Li, I..."

Just as Tang Wulin was about to speak, a voice suddenly rang out in his mind; it was the voice of Old Tang:

"Wulin, you are very clever. You found the right person. This teacher of yours, Lu Li, will be your greatest asset in unlocking the Golden Dragon King Seal."

"With him around, your path in the early stages can be said to be unimpeded, and you can also use his power to reach higher levels."

"Quick, tell him about the precious treasures you need."

Tang San was in a great mood, his tone intense.

Having a Title Douluo as a teacher, especially one so young, would be a lifelong blessing.

However, upon hearing these words, Tang Wulin fell completely silent for a moment, his heart skipping a beat.

He had called Brother Lu Li over because he wanted to tell him about his situation—everything from the Golden Dragon King Seal to the precious treasures he would need later, including...

The existence of Old Tang.

He didn't trust anyone else, but he would never doubt his mom and dad, nor Brother Lu Li.

Yet now, Old Tang could actually perceive everything?

"Old Tang, you shameless piece of dog skin plaster, how could you do this..."

"I will definitely make you pay the price--"

Tang Wulin gritted his teeth, silently swearing in his heart.

If one day he possessed heaven-defying power.

Then...

He would definitely be the first to annihilate everything about Old Tang!

The kind where both soul and spirit are extinguished.

"..."