Premeditated Thunderclap, Tang San's Shock!

Can Long Yue's Mountain Dragon King Martial Soul really work...?

Hearing her teacher's answer, Dai Tianling felt insecure for the first time.

He knew about these prodigies from the Monster Academy, and it seemed that Fox King Su Mu's strength was second only to his son Dai Yueyan...

In other words, would his son be in such a sorry state when facing Jiang Xiu?

His son is Power Attack System, he shouldn't lose so easily...

"Your Majesty, sometimes losing control of your Martial Soul can cause a sudden surge in strength..." Looking at Dai Tianling's expression, En Ci hesitated for a moment before subtly transmitting his voice.

Upon hearing this, Dai Tianling's eyes narrowed instantly.

He clearly remembered that in the era of his ancestor Huo Yuhao, two students from the Shrek Academy had become Evil Soul Master, and their strength had increased dramatically after becoming Evil Soul Master.

Even that Trash Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass, has undergone a tremendous change.

However, Shrek Academy later handled the matter through public relations, and only royalty like theirs retained the true records.

Of course, the reason why those two Shrek Academy students became so strong after becoming Evil Soul Master was also related to the Holy Spirit Cult from ten thousand years ago.

After all, the Holy Spirit Cult of that era had resources truly available for its followers; as long as they were talented enough, they would be granted titles!

It's important to know that the number of Titled Douluo ten thousand years ago was far less than it is now.

Back then, the Body Sect was only arrogant enough to form groups to hunt Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in the Star Dou Great Forest, but the Holy Spirit Cult was even more arrogant. The sect leader even wanted to refine Di Tian into his puppet.

"Teacher, I believe you." After En Ci's reminder, Dai Tianling pondered for a moment and nodded slightly.

Long Yue is already a level 67 Soul Emperor. With the addition of his Battle Armor and the uncontrolled berserk state of his Martial Soul, defeating high-level Soul Saint or even ordinary Soul Douluo is no problem for him.

Perhaps... the advantage still lies with them!

Dai Tianling glanced deeply at Jiang Xiu on the arena, and couldn't help but sigh softly, "Such a prodigy, if only he were in our Star Luo Empire..."

As Su Mu fell to the ground, the audience was caught off guard and didn't react for a moment.

From the start of the match to its end, less than a minute had passed, and Jiang Xiu had simply walked from one end of the stage to the other.

"Referee, it's time to announce the result of the match." Jiang Xiu brushed the dust off his clothes and gently reminded the referee, who was standing to the side looking slightly stunned.

"Oh!" The referee reacted quickly upon hearing this and announced into the Soul Guidance Loudspeaker, "In the second match of the Individual Tournament, Jiang Xiu versus Fox King Su Mu, Jiang Xiu wins!"

As soon as the referee's voice fell, the cheers from the entire stadium erupted like Thunderclap.

As the saying goes, the Star Luo Empire reveres heroism, and there is no second place among Soul Master; it's all about the winner taking all.

"Su Mu! Are you alright!" After the referee announced the result, the students from the Monster Academy immediately ran to the stage and helped Su Mu up from the ground.

"Ah... I didn't let you have your fill, what a mess..." Su Mu muttered to himself, his eyes somewhat unfocused.

Dai Yun'er touched her lips with her slender finger and asked curiously, "Could it be that Brother Su Mu's Dao Heart has been shattered?"

"Little sister, can't you hope for something better?" Dai Yueyan's lips twitched violently upon hearing this.

But he also knew that this was true. After all, his Soul Skill were completely ineffective, and he was knocked down by the opponent with a single punch. Anyone would find this hard to accept.

"Hmph! Don't be hasty, watch me avenge you!"

Long Yue snorted coldly, his huge fist clenching slightly. As the head of the Eight Kings, he was determined to uphold the dignity of the Eight Kings.

"The Fox King is fine; his Soul Power is just a little disordered due to a dense flow of blood and qi. He'll be fine after a couple of days of rest," said the healing-type Soul Master who had finished examining him.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, and Dai Yueyan even helped Su Mu up, comforting him, "Brother Su, we still have the Team Tournament; that's when your time to shine as a control-type Soul Master will come..."

Upon hearing this, Su Mu's previously unfocused gaze gradually sharpened. Dai Yueyan was right; he was a control-type Soul Master. He might not be able to defeat Jiang Xiu in a one-on-one fight, but he could definitely play a role in the Team Tournament!

Then we can let Jiang Xiu have his fill... no, I mean, we'll defeat Jiang Xiu...

"Brother Jiang, you're awesome!"

When Jiang Xiu returned to the Shrek Academy's preparation area, Yue Zhengyu greeted him with a smile.

"Brother Jiang, did you see Long Yue's expression? He had such a stern face, hahaha."

That was awesome! So awesome!

Wu Changkong looked at Jiang Xiu, a hint of approval appearing in his eyes. Jiang Xiu's talent and strength far surpassed those of the Shrek Seven Devils Shrek Academy recent years.

"If Jiang Xiu were a student at our Shrek Academy, that would be great..."

Wu Changkong murmured to himself, but then shook his head slightly. Jiang Xiu already had a sect, so he certainly wouldn't force him to.

After all, no one would be foolish enough to threaten someone into switching allegiances...

"Brother Le, when are you going to show off your skills?"

After Yue Zhengyu led Jiang Xiu to sit down, Xie Xie closer to Yue Zhengyu, raised an eyebrow, and asked.

Yue Zhengyu waved his hand and said, "When I draw Long Yue, I'll definitely fight him for three hundred rounds and see what kind of Dragon King he really is."

Xie Xie knowingly, "Oh, well then, I'll definitely give you a grand celebration then."

"You've gone too far," Yue Zhengyu said, his expression froze, and he subtly raised his fist.

Jiang Xiu paid no attention to the two clowns, but was instead plotting how to escape... and save Thunderclap Hell Vine.

There is a day of rest after the first round of Individual Tournament, and he doesn't need to play in the early stages of the Team Tournament unless they encounter Monster Academy.

He was going to the Star Luo Empire branch of the Spirit Pagoda with Na'er tomorrow to meet the Ghost Flame Douluo Zhang Geyang.

Legend has it that the Thunderclap Hell Vine possesses the God Level bloodline of the Thunder God, making it an exceptionally rare Soul Spirit. Furthermore, the terrifying lightning within the Thunderclap Hell Vine is perfectly suited to the destructive power of his Purple Imperial Heaven-Extinguishing Dragon Martial Soul.

Zhang Geyang promised Thunderclap Hell Vine that anything he could do, his Child of Nature could do; and anything Zhang Geyang couldn't do, his Child of Nature could still do!

The competition continued quickly, finally coming to a close in the evening.

"Damn it! I really drew Long Yue in the draw!" Looking at the draw for the second match of the Individual Tournament in his hand, Yue Zhengyu's face turned green.

"Brother Le, I have high hopes for you!" Xie Xie stood to the side and chuckled.

Jiang Xiu wasn't surprised by this, since in the original timeline, Yue Zhengyu had also Long Yue.

"Let's fight! My Angel Holy Sword is no less effective!" Yue Zhengyu gritted his teeth and said with a determined look in his eyes.

"Oh, and remember to tell my dad I'm not a coward!"

Outside the stadium, a member of the Royal Imperial Guard, who was guarding the area, watched today's match on Soul Guidance Screen. Beneath the golden armor mask worn by the royal family, a wild grin spread across his face.

"Hehehe, young talents are truly as numerous as fish in a river. Once you all die here, the Federation will surely be furious. I, the cult leader, am quite impatient..."

Not far away, Yuanen Tiandang, hiding in the shadows, looked at the Soul Guidance Screen and couldn't help but stroke his chin.

"This match is so intense, I wonder if Yehui will get hurt...?"

Thinking of this, Yuanen Tiandang felt he had to protect his daughter in secret, but the arena was surrounded by linked soul guidance arrays, and if an accident occurred, it would be difficult for him to break through the Soul Guidance Barrier immediately.

"Hmm... what's a reasonable way...?"

Yuanen Tiandang Yuanen Tiandang frowned slightly as he pondered. Suddenly, he saw the Imperial Guards in golden armor in the distance, and his eyes lit up.

How about I try to get a permanent position first...?

In a space filled with endless darkness.

Several enormous, golden orbs of light floated in mid-air.

Upon closer inspection, each of those clusters of light contained a vast realm, within which some were filled with ethereal immortal energy, others with the aura of death, and still others with soaring blood flames.

If there were a god here, he would be utterly astonished to discover that this is an unparalleled Divine Realm!

Each orb of light contains a Divine Realm!

These orbs of light are protective shields released by the Divine Realm!

Within one of these Divine Realm, lies the most God Realm Central Hall.

A young man dressed in a magnificent blue robe, with long blue hair hanging down, seemed to sense something. Suddenly, his brows furrowed, and disbelief appeared in his eyes.

"The three divine imprints God King left within Wulin's body have all been consumed! How is this possible?!"

And he is none other than Sea God Tang San, who is now the absolute ruler of the Divine Realm.

Because this energyless space was isolated from the outside world, and Tang San's only divine sense in the Douluo Plane had been exhausted, he only just realized that his divine sense had disappeared.

With his brows furrowed, countless speculations surged in Tang San's mind.

"Why did my God King sense run out? Did Wulin encounter three fatal crises? No! Could something have changed?"

"But that's even more impossible. Father has already become the Plane Spirit the Douluo Plane. What variables could possibly arise?"

"What on earth is going on?!"

A hint of anger flashed in Tang San's eyes. His Ten Thousand Year Plan, could not be without his divine sense!

"Hoo!" Tang San took a deep breath, forcing himself to think about the current situation:

"With the father, who is the Plane Spirit, in the Douluo Plane, it's virtually impossible for any special variables to occur, nor will there be any God Level powerhouses. Perhaps it's just because Wulin encountered three crises."

Before the Divine Realm was swept away by the time turbulence, he arranged for his father, Tang Hao, to be placed in the Douluo Plane, and also had his father impose restrictions on the upper limit of the Douluo Plane, blocking the opportunity to become a god.

Only if there are no God Level powerhouses in the Douluo Plane can the Abyss Plane feel at ease and provide a safe environment for its son, Tang Wulin, to grow up. When he leads the Divine Realm back, the Douluo Plane will still belong to the Tang Family.

"Now that the divine sense has disappeared, if Father knew, he definitely wouldn't have allowed the Abyss Plane to enter the Douluo Plane as planned, nor would he have allowed that Whale to become a god. Moreover, with Father and Mother around, it wouldn't be a problem for the Douluo Plane to continue fighting against the Abyss Plane for another ten thousand years."

"Then let the people of the Douluo Plane suffer a little longer, until the God King leads the Divine Realm back!"

After considering what he considered the worst possible guess, Tang San gradually felt relieved.

"Moreover, there are those two beasts... Brothers in the Douluo Plane can still stabilize the situation."

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

Suddenly, Tang San seemed to sense something. A flash of light appeared, and two completely different seeds appeared in his palm.