"I'm sorry for causing trouble to everyone." The young man smiled apologetically at the people around him and explained, "This is my Martial Soul Tom, also Mutated Martial Soul, and External Beast Martial Soul."
Everyone nodded in understanding after hearing this. With the precedent of Lazy Goat, everyone is no longer surprised by this kind of Martial Soul transformed Mutated Martial Soul.
Watching their retreating figures, the atmosphere in the square became lively again. But everyone knew in their hearts that the water in this competition was much deeper than they imagined.
[Oupai: I'm laughing so hard! Tom is still the same, and he can never catch Jerry. But seriously, what is their strength? Tom is not still the same loser, right?]
[Gui Mengguan: Don't underestimate him. Tom is Undying Body. No matter what he is smashed into, he can restore it to its original state. And he can do everything, fly planes, repair cars, and make inventions. He is proficient in everything. Now with the blessing of Martial Soul, he will only be more powerful.]
[Qian Gujue: And Jerry is not simple either. He is extremely fast and has a high IQ. With the two of them working together, even if Titled Douluo comes, they won't be able to get away with it.]
[Oupai: So, they are also the favorites to win the championship?]
[Gui Mengguan: It's hard to say. Although crossovers have advantages, some people will never allow them to exist.]
Cats like Tom who possess Undying Body must first be on the must-kill list. Maybe they can't kill the Tom cat, but they can directly kill the host. The host may not necessarily have Undying Body, and maybe normal people can't kill it, but they are both time travelers, so that's not necessarily the case.
In the square, the originally bustling crowd began to disperse.
The travelers seemed to be walking in different directions at will, but in fact they were secretly observing each other's movements. Some people deliberately took detours to follow a certain team, while others quickly disappeared into the alleys, preparing to deploy their back-ups.
No one made a loud noise, and no one took the initiative to provoke. Everyone maintained a tacit understanding of the surface calm, like a group of dormant poisonous snakes, waiting for the moment when their prey reveals its flaws.
The secret realm is the best hunting net.
In the afternoon of the day before the registration deadline, Tang San and his party finally arrived at the Spirit Hall registration office.
Dai Mubai found himself a healer Soul Master early on and cured the injury, but he still looked at Tang San with some fear.
Since he confessed his love to Xiao Wu, he was injured by Tang San. He went to the healing department Soul Master to heal him, and then he was injured again. This happened over and over again, and he was almost ready for the competition, and now he is fine.
Tang San walked straight to the registration desk, slapped his identity certificate on the table, and his tone was still cold. "Sign up, Shrek Team, five people."
The deacon in charge of registration didn't even raise his head. The pen in his hand quickly wrote, "Name, age, Soul Power Level."
"Tang San, fourteen years old, level 48 control system Soul Ancestor."
"Dai Mubai, seventeen years old, level 41 Power Attack System Soul Ancestor."
"Tang Dieyi, fourteen years old, level 42 Power Attack System Soul Ancestor."
"Oscar, sixteen years old, level 37 food system Soul Elder."
"Ma Hongjun, fourteen years old, level 36 Power Attack System Soul Elder."
After a series of registrations, the deacon just said "hmm", quickly filled out the form, and after confirming that it was correct, threw the competition watch over without even raising his eyelids.
The people around me didn't even look here. They chatted when they should and signed up when they should, as if they didn't exist at all.
After all, these days, the deacon has registered countless Soul Emperor Soul Sage, and even monsters of Titled Douluo level. In front of these people, a few Soul Ancestor Soul Elder are really not even qualified to ask him one more question.
Tang San took the watch and his face became even more gloomy. He thought that his group was already considered the top powerhouse of the younger generation, but he didn't expect that Spirit City couldn't even make a splash.
A strong sense of humiliation surged into his heart. He clenched his fists and dug his nails deeply into his palms.
"I am with them, add my name."
"Yunxiao teacher!"
Tang San's eyes lit up instantly, and the gloom on his face was swept away, replaced by excitement that could not be concealed.
He hurried up to meet him and said in an excited tone, "Teacher Yunxiao! You are finally here! I thought you couldn't catch up with the competition by hunting the ninth Soul Ring!"
Yunxiao went to Far North alone some time ago to hunt the ninth Soul Ring, but there was no news for a whole month.
Everyone thought he would be unable to make it to the competition, but unexpectedly he came back on the last day of registration deadline.
There is no nonsense in signing up as a deacon, let Yunxiao prove it.
After Yunxiao proved that his strength was accurate, he became respectful when signing up.
Titled Douluo, just handed over the watch according to the procedure, not even any extra greetings.
Yunxiao took the watch and turned around to leave. He could already feel dozens of eyes looking at him.
I feel like I've been hooked on a hate mechanism.
Tang San and the others were looking for a place to stay first. At this moment, a little crew chief with white washed clothes suddenly rushed out from the crowd and stumbled towards Tang San. His voice was hoarse and crying, "Xiao San! Xiao San! I finally found you! I thought I would never see you again!"
The person who came was none other than Yu Xiaogang. Since he came to the Spirit Hall to arrange Adjudicator Elder Bibi Dong two years ago, he has been drowned and thrown into the Spirit Hall prison to suffer. He was only recently released.
He grabbed Tang San's sleeves tightly, his face covered with snot and tears. "Do you know what kind of life I have lived in the past two years? The prison is dark, I eat bad food every day, and I am bullied by other prisoners! I think about you every day, thinking that you will definitely come to save me! I became like this because of you, you can't ignore me!"
Tang San frowned and threw away his hand in disgust, his tone was so cold that there was no warmth at all. "What you do is none of my business."
Yu Xiaogang was stunned, and the crying on his face stopped suddenly. He looked at Tang San in disbelief. "Xiao San, what did you say? I am your teacher! Without me, where would you be today? I tailor-made Soul Ring Configuration, how could you do this to me?"
"Teacher?" Tang San sneered, his eyes full of ridicule, "When did I recognize you as my teacher?"
Yu Xiaogang seemed to have been drained of all his strength, staggering back a step, and then rushed forward again like crazy. "You are talking nonsense! We are masters and apprentices! We are the closest people! Xiao San, you can't be ungrateful! Now that you are stronger, you don't look down on me, right? Let me tell you, without me..."
"Crack!"
Yu Xiaogang was whipped around in a circle by this slap, and fell heavily to the ground. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and half of his face was instantly swollen.
"If you talk nonsense again, I will castrate you."
Tang San's voice was not loud, but it was filled with a biting chill. "Go away, don't appear in front of me again, it will dirty my eyes!"
Yu Xiaogang really wants to say that he has been castrated, and he cannot be castrated again.
There was deathly silence all around.
Tang Dieyi pulled Tang San's sleeve and whispered, "Third brother, forget it, don't be as knowledgeable as him."
She also looked down on this liar. If it weren't for his bullshit theory, the third brother's Blue Silver Emperor would have awakened himself long ago.
Fortunately, in this life, Tang San has nothing to do with Yu Xiaogang.
"Let's go."
As Tang San left, Yu Xiaogang's hateful eyes could not be concealed, but there was nothing he could do. He could only curse in his heart, but did not dare to say it out.
If looks could kill, he would have killed Tang San a thousand times.
"My Xiaogang, my Xiaogang..."
ps: Come on, come on, strengthen Yu Xiaogang. Western evil cultivators who like to do charity want to make deals with Yu Xiaogang. After writing this point, you can eat chicken.