Gangzi's Incompetent Rage

"Now, now, let's talk this over, there's no need to resort to violence..."

Realizing he couldn't break free no matter how hard he struggled, the captain of the Berserk Team suddenly had a moment of clarity.

In response.

Tang Wu rubbed his hands together and signaled the other six.

"What do you think?"

"What are you boys standing around for? Beat the hell out of him."

"Hehehe—"

The seven members of Shrek surrounded the Berserk Team captain, each wearing a menacing grin.

"Can you at least not hit the face? Augh-ho-ho, ho-ho-ho-ho..."

However, the only response he received was a series of agonizing screams.

Thanks to Teacher Tom for the voice-over.

The referee's voice rang out, officially declaring the Shrek team the winners.

Bang—

"Played like a fiddle from start to finish, couldn't even manage a counterattack."

"Calling themselves the Berserk Team, yet they can't even beat a group of kids who just reached Spirit Venerable. Trash, they're all just a bunch of trash."

In a private box at the Spirit Fighting Arena.

Seeing the Berserk Team defeated so easily, Gangzi kicked the table over in a fit of rage.

It wasn't as if he truly cared about the outcome of the Berserk Team.

But if the Berserk Team lost, it was his, Gangzi's, reputation that was being dragged through the mud.

Watching the chaotic scene, Flender shook his head in silence.

Xiao Gang, oh Xiao Gang...

If they are trash, then what does that make you, someone who couldn't even break through to Spirit Venerable?

Flender could see it now: Gangzi's obsession with suppressing Tang Wu had spiraled into a madness.

We shall set aside the matters here for the time being.

Level 39.

After the match against the Berserk Team, Tang Wu's spirit power level broke through from 38 to 39.

It was a natural progression; everything fell into place as it should.

Over the next few weeks, the group was matched for team battles one after another.

Under Tang Wu's leadership, they were unstoppable, securing victory in every single match.

Soon...

They had won eight consecutive matches, and with just one more, the bet between the two would be concluded.

But after all, the Soto Spirit Fighting Arena had a limited pool, and there were only so many active and suitable Spirit Venerable teams.

The further they went, the longer the matchmaking took.

And during these long waits, Tang Wu and the others didn't just sit idle...

Ning Rongrong's self-created spirit skill had seen significant development during this time.

Her invisibility ability had spread from her arms to her torso, allowing half of her body to blend into the surrounding environment.

The others had also made great progress.

Xiao Wu's Mi-Tu Shockwave was starting to take shape, and she was currently practicing it.

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing had seen a massive increase in their speed and explosive power.

As for Oscar and Dai Mubai, they were still working hard to raise their levels.

There was no helping it.

One was an auxiliary-type spirit master with zero combat capability, relying entirely on spirit skills to survive.

The other was simply at a lower level and had to cultivate as quickly as possible to achieve a breakthrough.

"Brother, I've discovered something very interesting regarding the Blue Silver Grass."

"Oh? What is it?"

Tang San played along with Tang Wu's mysterious demeanor, not letting his curiosity go to waste.

"According to my findings, because the Blue Silver Grass is inherently weak, it will contribute its spirit power to the strongest of its kind nearby when faced with danger."

Tang Wu voiced his hypothesis:

"Brother, our spirits are both Blue Silver Grass; logically speaking, we should be able to do the same."

"Doesn't that mean that by using this method, we could obtain peerless combat power within the same rank for a short period?"

Tang San: (●-●)

"That makes sense---!!!"

Tang San was shocked. According to the other's hypothesis, if this method was feasible, the two brothers would rarely have any opponents at the same level in the future.

Even if the opposition possessed a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, it would not be impossible to contend with them for a while.

Faced with such a future, even Tang San, with his steady temperament, could not help but tremble with excitement.

Tang San grabbed his hand, ready to start experimenting immediately.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's start and see if this can actually succeed!"

"Wait, I haven't finished speaking yet..."

"This is far from over. If we add your Blue Silver Connection, Brother, and link two other teammates through it, could we convert our soul power to form a four-person combination?"

Tang Wu dropped another bombshell.

The effect was quite significant.

With a "boom," Tang San felt as if his head was about to explode, his scalp tingling.

"This, this, this... Xiao Wu, how on earth does your brain work?"

"A four-person Martial Soul Fusion Skill... this is unheard of."

Tang San knew of the existence of Martial Soul Fusion Skills, but he had never witnessed one with his own eyes.

He only assumed that if soul power was stacked together, it was a Martial Soul Fusion Skill; he did not know that there was also such a thing as a Martial Soul Overlap Skill on the Douluo Continent.

If one were to say.

A Martial Soul Fusion Skill was a high-level fusion of martial souls, requiring a compatibility rate of at least 50% to activate.

Furthermore, it required the users to be in perfect harmony, making the conditions extremely harsh.

However, a Martial Soul Overlap Skill did not have such stringent requirements.

It only required the users' martial souls to be similar and their soul power to be compatible.

"Third Brother, what happened over here? Why did you shout so loudly?"

Hearing Tang San's exclamation, Xiao Wu tilted her head in confusion, blinking her eyes as she looked toward the two of them.

Seeing this situation...

Ning Rongrong and the others also gathered around one after another.

Afterward, following Tang San's explanation, they became very interested in Tang Wu's plan.

"This seems like it has real potential. How about we give it a try?!"

Dai Mubai was the first to express his curiosity and willingness to test it.

Zhu Zhuqing raised an eyebrow; she was also very moved by the proposal.

"Let's do this: for the sake of safety, since beast martial souls have stronger physiques, we'll give priority to the men this time."

"Sigh, what a pity. I wanted to be the first."

Oscar sighed.

His martial soul was the Food God, and his soul rings could not provide a powerful physique, so he was naturally eliminated from the first round.

Afterward.

With Tang San acting as the relay station, he connected one end of the Blue Silver Connection to Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun.

He converted their soul power, transforming it into soul power carrying the characteristics of Blue Silver Grass.

The converted soul power flowed continuously through the other end of the Blue Silver Connection, being transmitted to Tang Wu at the very front.

"This is the feeling, this is the feeling..."

"The abundant soul power is flowing through my body, the bloodline of the Blue Silver Emperor is boiling in my veins—it's absolutely exhilarating!"

Tang Wu seemed to have fallen into a frenzied state, his expression collapsing as if he were a madman.

He felt the urge to stick his index fingers into his temples and rotate them.

The Blue Silver Seed martial soul sprouted rapidly, growing vigorously.

A massive amount of vitality surged forth, and the wild grass beneath their feet, nourished by this life force, quickly spread to their waists.

Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, activate!

No matter what kind of martial soul it was, it would be assimilated by the Blue Silver Emperor.

Even the Golden Dragon King, or even the Dragon God himself, would have to reside within the Blue Silver Grass.

And what happened next shocked those who witnessed it, shattering their inherent understanding of the past ten thousand years...