Spirit Hall Holy Son Tang Chuan, a Twelve-Year-Old Level 42 Assault-Type Battle Soul Ancestor!

["Of course it's different."]

["Although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is the continent's number one support-type tool martial soul."]

["Its amplification effects leave other support-type martial souls far behind."]

["But it isn't without flaws."]

["Every Soul Master with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is restricted by their martial soul and can only obtain seven Spirit Rings in their lifetime."]

["This means that no matter how high their cultivation talent is."]

["Even if they possess Innate Full Soul Power."]

["They still cannot reach the realm of a Soul Douluo."]

[The new students at this age did not yet have a comprehensive understanding of all the strange and varied martial souls.]

[Thus, upon accidentally hearing such significant information.]

[Quite a few people were extremely surprised.]

[But some also reacted quickly.]

["So, the eldest miss of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect evolved her martial soul into the Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, meaning she can cultivate all the way to level 89?"]

["A thirty-five-level support-type Soul Master at twelve years old is simply unheard of in the past."]

["If nothing unexpected happens, Miss Ning Rongrong definitely has the potential to become a Soul Douluo."]

["I'm so envious. It would be wonderful if I could cultivate to Soul Douluo in the future too."]

["It's too early to be surprised now."]

["The next one to appear is another heavyweight."]

[As soon as those words fell.]

[Xiao Wu beside Ning Rongrong also stepped forward slowly with light footsteps.]

[With every step she took, a Spirit Ring emerged from beneath her feet.]

[Yet when they saw the Spirit Rings on her body.]

[Everyone's expressions flashed with shock.]

[Yellow, purple, purple!]

["Her... her second ring is actually a thousand-year Spirit Ring!?"]

[The students below immediately erupted into cries of alarm.]

["My name is Xiao Wu. I'm a first-year student. My martial soul is the Soft Bone Rabbit, and I'm a level 38 assault-type Battle Soul Elder. From now on, when you see me in the academy, remember to call me Sister Xiao Wu."]

[Xiao Wu planted her hands on her hips, looking exceptionally proud.]

[Yet that arrogant pose, paired with her delicate and breathtakingly beautiful face.]

[Instead gave off a powerful sense of contrast.]

[But before everyone could discuss it in detail.]

[The one who stood this time was another graceful woman seated beside the Holy Son.]

[Since she was the only person present not wearing an academy uniform.]

[Many people initially assumed she was a teacher.]

[But upon looking more closely now.]

[The woman before them was actually only seventeen or eighteen years old.]

[The woman was stunningly beautiful, yet profoundly deceptive.]

[She clearly possessed an utterly pure face, but an indescribable aura of Charm lingered around her entire body.]

[Her exceptionally alluring peach-blossom eyes had naturally curved outer corners that tilted gently upward.]

[With the most innocent gaze, she was enough to make anyone willingly fall into the abyss.]

[She wore a simple, immaculate sleeveless white gown, with the collar wrapped tightly around her neck.]

[Not even a sliver of extra skin was exposed.]

[Yet the soft fabric clung to her delicate body.]

[Perfectly outlining her exquisite, curvaceous figure.]

["Hu Liena, captain of the Spirit Hall Team, martial soul Demon Fox, level 51 control-type Battle Soul King."]

["For the next few months, I will temporarily serve as the instructor for the Spirit Hall Academy Team."]

[And around her.]

[Were five Spirit Rings: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black!]

Hiss!!

White World spectator stands.

"How could Black World Nana's cultivation speed be so terrifying?"

"She actually reached the Soul King realm more than two years early."

"And that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft Bone Rabbit."

"Shouldn't a Soul Beast's Spirit Rings be generated independently?"

"Why was her second Spirit Ring able to break the conventional limit and become a thousand-year Spirit Ring?"

Yan could not help crying out in shock.

A massive sense of disparity welled up within him as well.

Back then, in order to cultivate to the Soul King realm so he could remain by Hu Liena's side, he had no idea how much effort and sweat he had poured in behind the scenes.

Only then had he finally achieved his goal at the age of twenty.

Yet Black World's Hu Liena had Tang Chuan's help.

Her cultivation speed had risen to another level.

The Yan of that world probably could not catch up to them even on horseback.

Thus, he silently mourned for his counterpart in another world for a few seconds.

At the same time, he felt somewhat relieved.

Fortunately, Hu Liena in this world had not encountered a scumbag like Tang Chuan.

Perhaps he still had a chance!

At this moment.

Xie Yue beside him naturally had no idea what Yan was thinking.

He was still pondering what was going on with Xiao Wu's Spirit Rings.

"Could it be that Xiao Wu also consumed Whale Rubber? It allowed her physical body's endurance to surpass the thousand-year level before she broke through level 20."

"That's why the Spirit Ring she condensed became a thousand-year second ring!"

Hu Liena stared at herself on the Heavenly Screen, having completely given up hope.

Suppressing the strange emotions in her heart, she pretended to be calm as she said, "Soul Beasts can condense Spirit Rings this way too?"

"Then if her physical body can withstand a ten-thousand-year Spirit Ring?"

"Wouldn't that mean that when she breaks through level forty, she might achieve a ten-thousand-year fourth ring like Tang San?"

Xie Yue pondered for a moment.

"Theoretically, that's possible."

"But we do not know much about humans transformed from Soul Beasts..."

Hu Liena did not listen particularly carefully to what followed.

She kept staring at Black World Hu Liena's black Spirit Ring.

An idea sprang into her mind.

If I had one too...

Could I also break through to Soul King at eighteen?

Would that lighten Teacher's burden by a great deal?

Unfortunately, there were no what-ifs in this world.

["This year's new students are all far too terrifying, aren't they?"]

["A level 35 support-type and a level 38 assault-type. Those two obtained national team titles while still in their first year."]

["And if we include His Highness the Holy Son."]

["Does that mean the first years alone occupy three spots on the national team?"]

["Yes, at this rate, by the time of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Spirit Battle Tournament, those two girls will surely break through to the Soul Ancestor realm."]

["By the way, Her Highness the Saintess said she was the captain of the Spirit Hall Team, right? Could it be that our Spirit Hall Empire has Her Highness the Saintess and His Highness the Holy Son each leading a team?"]

["That's probably it."]

["Then won't His Highness the Holy Son be under tremendous pressure? Her Highness the Saintess is a Soul King-level powerhouse!"]

[While Zhu Zhuqing was still listening to the discussions around her.]

[As Tang Chuan stepped forward.]

[The already noisy field immediately erupted like a boiling pot, rapidly reaching a fever pitch.]

[Countless screams and cheers rang out from every direction.]

[The atmosphere was terrifyingly enthusiastic!]

[It directly startled Zhu Zhuqing into freezing where she stood.]

[Not just the students.]

[Even the teachers of every class standing around the field withdrew their careless gazes and instead stared intently at Tang Chuan.]

[Clearly.]

[They were also curious about the Holy Son's current strength.]

["Everyone, I am Tang Chuan, captain of the Spirit Hall Academy Team representing the academy in this All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Spirit Battle Tournament!"]

["I am also a first-year student."]

["My martial soul is Blue Silver Grass!"]

["Level 42 assault-type Battle Soul Ancestor."]

[As Tang Chuan's words fell.]

[Four Spirit Rings slowly rose from beneath his feet.]

[And at that very moment.]

[The once-boisterous field.]

[Everyone seemed to have their throats seized in an instant, falling into complete silence.]