Douluo: I, Unrivaled Thief—Explosive King Takes His Place

"Going to a brothel is just going to a brothel. Why make it sound so refined?" She narrowed her eyes, her gaze carrying a maturity and mockery far beyond her age.

Did she not understand?

She understood all too well!

Suddenly, Xiao Wu sensed a dangerous aura closing in. Her heart pounded wildly as she instinctively turned to look toward Shrek Academy's gates.

Bone Douluo had not concealed his Titled Douluo aura at all, because he wanted to vent Ning Rongrong's anger for her.

A Titled Douluo?

How could a Titled Douluo appear in tiny Suotuo City?!

Xiao Wu's pupils suddenly constricted. She did not hesitate for even a moment.

Clutching her stomach and pretending that her period had come, she said to Yu Xiaogang beside her, "Grandmaster, I'm feeling a little unwell. I'll leave for a while. Tell Xiao San not to worry about me."

Without giving Yu Xiaogang a chance to question her, she directly used her soul skill, Teleportation, and darted deeper into Shrek Academy.

Yu Xiaogang was only a Soul Grandmaster. He did not even have time to stop her.

Seeing Xiao Wu behave so rudely, he immediately snorted. "Hmph, you don't know how to cherish an opportunity. If you weren't Xiao San's sister, I wouldn't bother guiding your cultivation!"

However, Tang San caught sight of Xiao Wu leaving from the corner of his eye, and his Hidden Weapon assault paused for an instant.

A cold glint immediately flashed in Dai Mubai's eyes. Seizing that fleeting opening, his body suddenly sprang forward!

His entire body turned into a bolt of golden lightning, forcefully breaking through the barrage of Hidden Weapons and instantly reaching Tang San.

"You still dare to lose focus while fighting me?" Dai Mubai roared like thunder, his right palm wrapped in violent Soul Power as he fiercely struck out. "Fall!"

In an instant, the phantom of a tiger's paw, as large as a millstone, rapidly expanded before Tang San's eyes.

The fierce palm wind swept up all the loose strands of hair before Tang San's forehead, exposing his suddenly constricted pupils.

At that moment, Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo also arrived at the edge of the training ground and happened to witness the scene.

The corners of Ning Fengzhi's lips curled up slightly as he murmured, "So he's Tang San? Let me see how much of Tang Hao's bearing you possess!"

Twin Martial Souls Exposed?!

"Xiao San, watch out!"

The useless Yu Xiaogang lacked the strength to stop him and could only anxiously warn Tang San.

However, Tang San had already regained his senses. An eerie purple light flowed through his Purple Demon Eye, allowing him to see Dai Mubai's palm trajectory with perfect clarity.

"You have to shout before launching a sneak attack?" A mocking curve formed on Tang San's lips. "As expected, you're a brainless brute."

Just as the tiger paw was about to strike Tang San in the face, he suddenly bent backward.

With a sharp clang, his External Soul Bone, the Eight Spider Lances, pierced into the ground, supporting his body into a perfect arch bridge.

"Whoosh!"

The tiger paw, carrying violent Soul Power, swept past the tip of his nose. The gust it raised sent Tang San's hair flying wildly.

"What?!" Dai Mubai's pupils shrank sharply. He had not expected his attack to miss.

He had thought Tang San was merely a sinister man who relied on Hidden Weapons for sneak attacks. He had never expected him to possess such astonishing perception and such bizarre footwork.

Before he could recover, Tang San had already closed in like a ghost.

The Eight Spider Lances carved eight arcs of death through the air, stabbing straight at Dai Mubai's back!

"Not good! White Tiger Bodyguard Shield!"

In his haste, Dai Mubai activated his soul skill. A faint golden barrier instantly appeared over his body.

"Clang!"

A piercing metallic crash rang out across the field, and eight savage cracks instantly appeared on the golden barrier.

Dai Mubai used the momentum to leap forward. Though he evaded the Eight Spider Lances, several gashes were still torn into the clothes on his back.

Ning Fengzhi, watching from nearby, had a brilliant gleam flare in his eyes. "An External Soul Bone?! I never expected this boy to possess such fortune."

As the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi naturally had keen judgment.

Moreover, he knew clearly that this was Tang San's own fortunate encounter, not something Tang Hao had given him.

Ning Fengzhi had gathered information on Tang San long ago and could confirm that Tang San still did not know his father's identity.

He had come this time to assess whether Tang San was worth recruiting.

Yet Bone Douluo beside him frowned deeply, staring blankly at the spot where Xiao Wu had just been standing.

"Uncle Bone? What's wrong?!" Seeing that Bone Douluo had not answered him, Ning Fengzhi turned his head and asked in confusion.

"Nothing." Bone Douluo withdrew his gaze, deciding that he had sensed it incorrectly.

After all, even a Titled Douluo would need to face a Ten Thousand Year Soul Beast Transformation in person to see through its identity.

On the training ground, Dai Mubai's expression turned solemn as blazing battle intent ignited in his evil eyes. "Interesting. Now you're worthy of being my opponent!"

Tang San slowly drew in his Eight Spider Lances, and the cold glint in his eyes grew even sharper. "Hmph, I never considered you an opponent. Teacher said I'm meant to surpass the Holy Son of Spirit Hall. Stop flattering yourself!"

"Arrogant!" Dai Mubai was thoroughly enraged.

He was a dignified level thirty-eight Soul Elder, yet Tang San, a mere level thirty-one Soul Elder, looked down on him.

"Third Soul Skill, White Tiger Adamant Transformation!"

He immediately unleashed his third soul skill and charged at Tang San with all his strength.

Tang San sneered, not taking Dai Mubai seriously at all.

"First Soul Skill, Entangle!"

The Blue Silver Grass in his hand suddenly burst with light. Vines broke through the ground one after another and coiled toward the charging Dai Mubai.

If he had been facing anyone else, Dai Mubai might have simply charged straight through.

But against a sinister villain like Tang San, he had no choice but to remain cautious, weaving left and right as he tried to avoid being trapped.

Tang San stood in the middle with a confident expression, not taking Dai Mubai seriously in the slightest.

"Dai Mubai, you're not much after all! Don't even have the courage to fight me head-on?!"

As soon as he said this, Dai Mubai had not yet responded.

Ma Hongjun beneath the stage was the first to jump up and curse Tang San fiercely.

"You little bastard, what are you showing off for? If you didn't use those poisoned Hidden Weapons, Boss Dai would beat the shit out of you. What are you yapping about?!"

Oscar also chimed in, "Fatty's right. Hidden Weapons are just external objects. The Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament doesn't allow outside items! Without Hidden Weapons, what the hell are you so proud of?!"

Tang San let out a cold laugh. "Hmph, do you think I wouldn't be Dai Mubai's match without Hidden Weapons? He's only a few years older than me, and his Soul Power is only a little higher! Just watch. I can defeat him without Hidden Weapons!"

He said he would not use Hidden Weapons, but he never said he would not use moves like Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.

However, as Tang San retorted, the Blue Silver Grass's pursuit suddenly loosened for an instant.

Dai Mubai seized that opportunity to break free from the Blue Silver Grass's entanglement and close in again.

This time, he had learned his lesson and launched his attack without making the slightest sound.

Every swipe of his claws tore through the air, carrying a whistling wind.

Countless claw shadows poured down like a torrential rain, and Tang San's surroundings within thirty feet were entirely shrouded in pale, icy gleams.

Yet Tang San had long been prepared. His Purple Demon Eye burst with dazzling light.

In an instant, he saw through Dai Mubai's attack trajectory and used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to swiftly evade.

Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track left afterimages beneath his feet as he narrowly brushed past the deadly claw strikes.

Whenever he could not evade, Tang San used his Mysterious Jade Hand to block the White Tiger's claws, producing occasional crisp clashes of metal.

The shockwaves created by the collision of their Soul Powers swept dry leaves into spirals, while the two figures intertwined across the field like ghosts.

Dai Mubai's attacks were like an unending rainstorm, yet Tang San's evasions were even more nimble than a swimming fish.

For a time, the two were locked in an inseparable battle.

However, Bone Douluo, watching from the side, subconsciously stroked his chin, ripples of confusion appearing in his aged eyes.

He secretly transmitted his voice to Ning Fengzhi, voicing his doubts. "Feng Zhi, didn't you say Tang San is Tang Hao's son? Then why isn't his martial soul the Clear Sky Hammer?!"

Ning Fengzhi froze, and upon recalling the matter, he also found it strange.

The inheritance mechanism of martial souls was primarily determined through bloodline inheritance.

Bloodline inheritance followed a single martial soul inheritance system, meaning that offspring randomly inherited one parent's martial soul.

Among them, martial souls of higher quality often suppressed those of lower quality and were more easily inherited.

As the number one tool martial soul in the world, the Clear Sky Hammer's quality naturally needed no explanation.

But why was Tang San's martial soul the useless Blue Silver Grass?

The inheritance mechanism of martial souls was primarily determined by bloodline inheritance and mutation.

Bloodline inheritance followed a single martial soul inheritance system, with offspring randomly inheriting one parent's Soul Ring.

Moreover, martial souls of higher quality often suppressed lower-quality martial souls and were more easily inherited.

As the number one tool martial soul in the world, the Clear Sky Hammer's quality naturally needed no explanation.

But why was Tang San's martial soul the useless Blue Silver Grass?

"Uncle Bone, you're right. Tang San should have inherited Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer martial soul. Even if his martial soul mutated, it should not have mutated from the Clear Sky Hammer into Blue Silver Grass, right? Could it be..."

Ning Fengzhi suddenly thought of something. He sharply turned to Bone Douluo, his eyes filled with shock.

Bone Douluo's expression also changed drastically as he realized something.

The next moment, both their voices exploded in their own minds.

"Could Tang San be a Twin Martial Souls wielder?!"

After all, only when the parents' martial souls were close in quality and did not conflict could their child inherit both martial souls at the same time.

Even Yu Xiaogang knew this. How could Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo possibly not know?

"If Tang San truly has Twin Martial Souls, then he is a genius among geniuses! Even Spirit Hall's Holy Son would pale in comparison to such talent!"

After all, at this point in Douluo One, there were no third Twin Martial Souls wielders besides Tang San and Bibi Dong!

At that moment, Unrivaled Thief, who had just entered Suotuo City, suddenly sneezed for no apparent reason.

"Ah-choo! Who's talking shit about me behind my back?!"

The Godly Zhuge Crossbow Appears, Ning Fengzhi Takes Him Seriously

At that moment, Mighty Lion Douluo's voice suddenly exploded in Unrivaled Thief's mind.

"Kid, two Titled Douluo auras have appeared in Suotuo City. One is in the outskirts, and one is at Shrek Academy. They are undoubtedly Chen Xin and Gu Rong of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. As Spirit Hall's Holy Son, you must be careful!"

A playful curve appeared at the corner of Unrivaled Thief's lips as he replied through voice transmission in a teasing tone.

"Big Fourth, what are you afraid of with you here? Besides, would the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect really dare to openly attack me, Spirit Hall's Holy Son?"

Mighty Lion Douluo, hidden in the shadows, fell silent for a brief moment upon hearing this.

Indeed, many forces wanted the life of Unrivaled Thief, Spirit Hall's Holy Son.

But almost none dared to act openly.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo's complete lack of effort to conceal their identities did not fit the logic of an attack in the first place.

Furthermore, as a level ninety-seven Titled Douluo himself, Mighty Lion Douluo was fully confident that he could stop them even if Sword and Bone Douluo joined forces.

"It's all your fault. If you hadn't always done those terrifying things, how could I be so sensitive? If there's a next time, I'll beat your ass until it blossoms!"

Unable to save face, Mighty Lion Douluo pretended to be angry and threatened him before falling silent.

Unrivaled Thief said nothing this time. After all, too much was as bad as too little. He turned to Rebel Son and the others behind him.

"Let's go. To Shrek Academy!"

The group immediately packed up and raced toward Shrek Academy.

Meanwhile, Tang San and Dai Mubai's battle within Shrek Academy was still in full swing.