Guangling Douluo: I've Lived My Whole Life Like a Dog...

"Well done, young man! You haven't disappointed me!"

Guangling Douluo laughed loudly, and a strong chill emanated from his body.

Facing the chilling aura that seemed to freeze everything, Tang San showed no fear whatsoever. As Tang Wulin's disciple, Tang San had been thrown into the Great Soul Arena by Tang Wulin since childhood, where he had faced at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, Soul Master.

Moreover, in his spare time, Tang San would spar with Dugu Bo, a titled Douluo, and sometimes Tang Wulin would even personally spar with Tang San.

Compared to Tang Wulin, whose power could be terrifying to the extreme when unleashed, the chilling aura of the Guangling Douluo was barely passable in Tang San's eyes.

Therefore, he naturally had no fear at this moment. As the Blue Silver Emperor appeared in Tang San's hand, a strong Life God force immediately emanated from it.

After absorbing 190,000 years of Torso Bone, Tang San's body and Life Force were surging to the extreme. The Life God aura he exuded at this moment was terrifyingly powerful, even startling the Guangling Douluo opposite him and the other elders present.

"You're a support-type Soul Master?"

Guangling Douluo sensed this terrifying Life Force, his little face went blank. He subconsciously spoke, but then shook his head, a look of disbelief in his eyes.

"Senior, please be careful, this junior Tang San is about to make his move."

Tang San didn't intend to answer the question. Instead, he chose to take direct action and let the young Fifth Elder know whether he was a support-type Soul Master or not.

As Tang San finished speaking, five Soul Ring appeared one after another beneath his feet!

Yellow, purple, purple, black, black!

That fifth Soul Ring was dark and deep, as if it was only one step away from its limit!

When Guangling Douluo saw the Soul Ring under Tang San's feet, he was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth. He gasped and even wondered if he was getting old and seeing things.

They were all centenarians, so they naturally didn't care about the so-called limits of Soul Ring in the Soul Master World, and didn't even believe in them.

Let alone Tang San, even Bibi Dong's Second Soul Ring was a purple, Thousand-Year Soul Ring.

But Tang San's fifth Soul Ring is simply too astonishing; it must be 80,000 years old.

No, it's even Soul Ring that's nearly 90,000 years old!

The fifth ring, that's almost 90,000 years old. Is that human?

Looking at Tang San, Guangling Douluo felt as if he had lived his whole life for a bastard.

"Kid, are you sure your Soul Ring is really okay?"

Looking at the nine Soul Ring —two yellow, two purple, and five black—at his feet, Guangling Douluo felt for the first time how pitiful his Soul Ring were. He clearly had the most standard Soul Ring Configuration, but compared to Tang San, he felt like a beggar who had run out of a refugee camp. He was just so unpleasant to look at.

"Thank you for your kindness, Master. A few Soul Ring are nothing!"

Tang San remained silent, but instantly a large number of Blue Silver Vine began to grow beneath his feet. As the vines continued to grow, they immediately began to encircle and annihilate the entire Worship Hall, with the Guangling Douluo being the sole target for their extermination.

Along with the strangulation, thick streams of Paralysis Powder, carried by Soul Power, were blown toward the Guangling Douluo. Ordinary Soul Saint, or even Soul Douluo, could easily be caught off guard and suffer the consequences.

However, Guangling Douluo was, after all, Super Douluo, and his Soul Power had reached the peak of level 96. As soon as he noticed Tang San's abnormality, the cold air surrounding him instantly spread out, directly Ice Seal all of Tang San's Paralysis Powder.

At the same time, a huge ice bow finally appeared in the hand of the Guangling Douluo. As he placed his fingers on the bowstring and slightly pulled it back, a pure ice arrow condensed from Soul Power instantly locked onto Tang San, as if it would completely pierce through Tang San in the next second.

Even if Tang San incredibly strong and talented, a level 96 peak cultivator is no match for him.

Although he could have instantly killed Tang San, the Guangling Douluo never did that. His aim at Tang San was merely to prove to the other elders and Tang San that he had the strength to do so.

As a large number of Blue Silver Vine lashed out at the Guangling Douluo, the Guangling Divine Bow finally fired its first arrow.

The arrow, formed purely from Soul Power, pierced through everything in an instant, Ice Seal the vines and completely Ice Seal everything in its path.

While the Guangling Douluo wasn't the Ultimate Ice, it was very close. Although Tang San had consumed the Infernal Delicate Apricot and the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass, which granted him Blue Silver Emperor and fire immunity, all immunity has its limits. Faced with the Guangling Douluo's chilling aura, Tang San's ice immunity was completely useless at this moment.

"Blue Silver Wood Dragon!"

"Tree Cutting!"

"Blue Silver Wood Golem!"

Tang San remained silent, showing no surprise whatsoever. He knew he was powerful, but he wasn't arrogant enough to believe he could contend with a level 96 Super Douluo.

This battle was merely a test of his own combat strength. With this in mind, Tang San did not hold back his Life Force and Soul Power, and simply attacked relentlessly.

Countless wooden spikes rained down on the Guangling Douluo like a fierce storm. At the same time, a wooden dragon appeared behind Tang San, accompanied by a massive wooden figure over thirty meters tall.

The wooden dragon Entanglement around the body of the wooden dragon, transforming into the sharpest attack method. The two combined and attacked the Guangling Douluo together.

"Good lad, no wonder you're Tang Wulin's disciple, you actually have such skills."

"You've managed to take an ordinary Blue Silver Grass to this level. If your martial soul weren't Blue Silver Grass, but something else, I can't even imagine just how powerful you've become."

Guangling Douluo watched as Tang San piloted the wooden man and wooden dragon toward him, and immediately burst into laughter and praise.

Faced with the sea of wooden spikes, and the wooden figures and dragons that resembled the Martial Soul Avatar, even the Guangling Douluo couldn't help but feel a sense of awe.

The fact that a level 59 Soul King could shock a level 96 Super Douluo with his attack is an unprecedented and awe-inspiring feat.

At this moment, the third Soul Ring beneath Guangling Douluo's feet finally began to flash.

Third Soul Skill: High-Explosive Shot!

The Guangling Divine Bow flickered continuously, condensing a terrifying Soul Power. As the bowstring was released, the arrow, carrying that terrifying Soul Power, pierced through everything in an instant, and Tang San's attack was instantly annihilated!

"Boy, do you have any other tricks up your sleeve? Let this old man see them!"

The Guangling Douluo was full of admiration, feeling that Tang San was a genius. If he had descendants, he would really want to marry off his granddaughter.

"Since you say so, senior, then I will certainly do my best to accompany you!"

"Thousand-Hand Pagoda!"