Mask My Appearance? No, There's No Need!

The Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena's Soul Fighting matches drew a sea of spectators.

The audience seats inside the arena were practically full. Some people had no seats and could only stand, yet they still watched the matches excitedly.

Inside the VIP room, Tang San and Xiao Wu stood by the window, watching the Soul Masters constantly clashing on the Soul Fighting Arena below. Their eyes also shone with eager fighting spirit.

"Xiao San, Xiao Wu, your match is coming up soon."

"Your teacher is going to place a bet, so you'd better perform well."

When Tang San and Xiao Wu heard this, they looked at Tang Wulin and couldn't help smiling.

Their teacher was good in every way except for being somewhat greedy and having a strong yearning for Gold Soul Coins. He even placed large bets every time they competed.

"Teacher, rest assured!"

"We'll win!!!"

Tang San was extremely confident in his own strength. He now possessed two top-tier martial souls, while the dense Life force carried by the Blue Silver King and his powerful physical constitution made him practically invincible in battles against opponents of the same level.

"That's right. This little Xiao San and I definitely won't lose!"

Xiao Wu was equally confident. Her strength now was worlds apart from what it had been a month ago.

Even a defense-type Soul Elder would not dare to take that Eight-Part Light Wheel Self-Created Soul Skill head-on. A graze would injure them, while a direct hit would kill them. Its power was obvious.

"Teacher, this is Heaven Dou City, after all. Should Xiao Wu and I disguise our appearances?"

In the other major cities, Tang San had won with ease even without releasing his martial soul more than a few times during battle.

But Heaven Dou City was the imperial capital of the Heaven Dou Empire and the city with the greatest concentration of Soul Masters in the empire. There were many geniuses here. Although Tang San was confident, he wasn't arrogant enough to believe he could keep winning without releasing his martial soul.

The age of his and Xiao Wu's martial souls far exceeded that of ordinary Soul Masters. If this were exposed, it might cause quite a stir and even attract the attention of many powerful Soul Masters.

"Hide them? What's there to hide?"

"You and Xiao Wu are my people. As long as your teacher is here, no one will be able to harm you."

Tang Wulin was very confident in his own strength. At present, on the Douluo Continent, he could easily run over most Titled Douluo as if they were nothing more than speed bumps.

Even against Bibi Dong, Tang Wulin would not lose if he fully unleashed his Golden Dragon King Bloodline!

With the Golden Dragon Spear and the Golden Dragon King Bloodline, it remained unknown who would have the upper hand in a fight.

As for Qian Daoliu, based on Tang Wulin's understanding, that man practically never left the Worship Hall.

This might have something to do with the Angel God Trial.

Aside from Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong, there was currently no one on the continent who could affect Tang Wulin, much less make him afraid.

If anyone really set their sights on Tang San and Xiao Wu, his Golden Dragon Claw was not to be trifled with either.

"Hmph, you really do overthink things, little Xiao San. With Teacher Wulin here, what danger could we possibly face?"

Xiao Wu gave Tang San a disgruntled glance, then moved beside Tang Wulin and proactively poured him a cup of tea, handing it to him.

Tang San ignored them, merely becoming even more determined to perform well on the Soul Fighting Arena later.

On the Soul Fighting Arena, another match ended. Afterward, a hot-bodied woman in a red cheongsam once again stepped onto the arena.

Every frown and smile of hers wantonly radiated a seductive aura. Her full bosom and captivatingly slender waist both displayed astonishing beauty.

At that moment, she held a conical amplifying Soul Tool in her hand, a professional smile on her pretty face.

"It is my honor to meet all of you distinguished guests once again. The previous exciting Soul Fighting match has ended, but I'm sure everyone is still eager for more!"

"Next, we'll have a major match. Although both combatants are only Soul Grandmasters, they possess frightening records and martial souls."

"They are Yu Tianheng, a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Soul Master from Heaven Dou Royal Academy, and Thousand-Hand Asura, who has achieved thirty consecutive victories within a month at the various Great Soul Arenas of the Heaven Dou Empire!"

"This is a clash between geniuses! Will the legendary number-one beast martial soul in the world, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, take the upper hand, or will Thousand-Hand Asura, whose origins remain mysterious and who has won every match without even using his martial soul, prevail? Let us wait and see!"

Inside the VIP room, Tang San's expression turned slightly cold.

"Teacher, he's a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Soul Master!"

"That Yu Xiaogang seems to have come from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan as well!"

Yu Xiaogang had already deserved death for attacking his teacher. But because of that Pope with a fetish for ugliness, he and Xiao Wu had not killed him, merely taught him a lesson.

They had only been away from Notting City for a month, yet they had already encountered someone from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan again.

"Yu Xiaogang is Yu Xiaogang, and this Yu Tianheng is Yu Tianheng. Your teacher's only demand is that you must not lose!"

"Go, Xiao San. Bring your teacher the victory in this Soul Fighting match."

Yu Tianheng—a mediocre mortal with ordinary talent. The Blue Lightning Twin Stars?

In the end, he was nothing more than a petty little genius wasting his talent and resources.

At twelve years old, he had only raised his Soul Power to rank twenty-four. He would already be lucky if he could raise his Soul Power to the Titled Douluo level in the future. Becoming a Super Douluo was practically hopeless.

This generation of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan truly had no outstanding descendants!

"Teacher, I'll win!"

In the VIP room on the other side!

A trace of disdain appeared on Yu Tianheng's face. The arrogance of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan made him look down on his so-called opponent completely.

Thousand-Hand Asura?

A genius with thirty consecutive victories?

Hmph, he had merely been fighting in some small cities without anyone like himself. Now that his opponent had become him, this flashy streak of thirty consecutive Soul Fighting victories should come to an end.

After all, he possessed the number-one beast martial soul in the world—the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, the strongest dragon martial soul on the Douluo Continent!

Soon, Tang San and Yu Tianheng stood facing each other on the Soul Fighting Arena.

"You little brat, are you Thousand-Hand Asura?"

Looking at Tang San's barely six- or seven-year-old appearance, Yu Tianheng froze. His expression even became somewhat vacant.

At twelve years old and rank twenty-four Soul Power, he was already considered quite outstanding in Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

But was this little brat in front of him even eight years old? He looked exactly like a six- or seven-year-old child.

Could a child like this really be a Soul Grandmaster like him?

What kind of joke was this?

Yu Tianheng wasn't the only one left stunned. At that moment, all the spectators watching were deeply shocked by Tang San's age and appearance.

He was simply too young. How could such a young child possibly be a Soul Grandmaster?

How was this possible...

Tang San said nothing. He merely swept a calm glance over Yu Tianheng. He did not have the slightest bit of goodwill toward the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

"Hmph, whether you're Thousand-Hand Asura or not, since you've stepped onto the Soul Fighting Arena, I won't hold back!"

"Remember, the one defeating you is the number-one beast martial soul in the world—the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon!"