After finally catching up, Tang San excitedly clasped Shen Qingling's large, fatherly hand. The moment he did, Tang San was overjoyed.
Sure enough, Teacher's hand was still the warmest.
Seeing this, Xiao Wu also took Shen Qingling's right hand.
This left Gu Yuena, who had wanted to link arms with Shen Qingling, at a disadvantage.
Damn it!
Every one of you is fighting me for my man. That's too much!
Though she was deeply annoyed, it was only for a short walk, so Gu Yuena could not be bothered to argue.
She was the teacher's wife. If she made a fuss over it, it would be beneath her.
Thus, the four traveled together and soon arrived at their destination: the Great Soul Arena.
The Great Soul Arena was incomparably grand. It was Tang San and Xiao Wu's first time here, and both of them were rather stunned.
"Teacher, is this the Great Soul Arena? Was it built by the Heaven Dou Empire?" Tang San asked.
Such a magnificent structure had to be the work of an empire, right?
Shen Qingling smiled.
"Little San, you guessed wrong. It really was not built by an empire. It was jointly founded by the seven most prestigious Soul Master clans on the continent. It belongs neither to the Heaven Dou Empire, the Star Luo Empire, nor Spirit Hall. It is an independent third-party force.
"It is mainly found in cities at the level of main cities. It is an important place for Soul Masters to display their strength, gain practical combat experience, and demonstrate their worth."
"The most prestigious clans..." Tang San pondered this. Once he established the Tang Sect, it would become the most prestigious force.
The Tang Sect he intended to establish had to become the strongest force. Beyond that, it had to make its name known throughout the world.
Without fame, where would its influence come from? And without influence, no one would join the Tang Sect to study.
Xiao Wu might call him Brother San, but she was basically competing with him for Teacher's fatherly affection.
Just watch how he would carve out a new world for himself!
Upon entering the Soul Arena, a staff member responsible for assisting newly arrived Soul Masters saw an affectionate couple approaching with two children and immediately greeted them with a smile.
"Sir, are you here for a Soul Battle?"
Shen Qingling said, "More precisely, my disciples are."
"Your disciples?" The staff member paused slightly, then looked at Tang San with curiosity. "This disciple looks only six or seven years old. He's here to battle at such a young age?"
"That's right. It's him," Shen Qingling confirmed.
The staff member asked no further questions and began filling out the registration.
Tang San stated his Martial Soul and Soul Power. "Tang San. Martial Soul: Blue Silver King. Soul Power: Level 27."
The staff member's hands froze over the form. He looked up at Tang San. "Level 27?"
Tang San replied naturally, "That's right, Level 27. Is there a problem?"
"No, no. How many years has it been since you awakened your Martial Soul?"
"One year!"
The staff member's eyes widened. "Level 27 in one year!"
"Of course. That's all thanks to Teacher's excellent instruction!" Tang San said with a smile.
Without Teacher, how could he be where he was today?
So, no matter how vast heaven and earth were, Teacher came first.
Impressive, the staff member thought. This teacher is so incredible. I wonder if he needs a godson? I even want to acknowledge him as my godfather.
I may be a little old, but I'm strong and could serve him well.
However, he quickly dismissed the idea himself.
If he tried to acknowledge the man as his godfather and was refused, would that not be terribly awkward?
After the registration was complete, the staff member asked Tang San what name he wished to use.
"Thousand Hands Asura!"
After recording it, Shen Qingling paid the fee, and Tang San received an iron badge.
After receiving the badge, Tang San helped Xiao Wu register as well. When the staff member learned that Xiao Wu was also a Soul Grandmaster, the surprise on his face grew even greater.
Afterward, they went to the waiting area to prepare for the upcoming Soul Battle.
The moment they entered the waiting area, they ran into someone familiar.
"Teacher, isn't that Poison Douluo's granddaughter?" Tang San's Zi Ji Demon Eyes had reached the Mustard Seed Realm, allowing him to spot her almost effortlessly.
Shen Qingling raised his brows with a smile. "It really is. There's a young man following her too."
Dugu Yan crossed her arms, her face full of impatience.
"Yu Tianheng, stop following me. There's no chance between us."
She was simply irritated. When Yu Tianheng had first met her, he had always acted high and mighty. Now that her Jade Phosphorous Serpent Martial Soul had evolved, she had no idea what had provoked him, but he had started fawning over her every day. His intentions were obvious, and the sight of it made her sick.
Of course, after all this time, she had come to a conclusion: Yu Tianheng wanted to pursue her for no other reason than to make her grandfather join the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Yu Tianheng clenched his fists as anger surged within him. He was one of the twin stars of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, a favored son of heaven. He had already humbled himself enough to coax her like this.
But the Emperor Team was about to be officially formed. As its captain, he bore great responsibility, and his clan had issued a strict order: he had to win Dugu Yan over.
Only then could the clan's strength advance another step.
For that reason, he could only forcibly suppress his anger and continue smiling apologetically.
"Yan Yan, our relationship is so good. Shouldn't we make it official? Your grandfather would be happy to see it too."
"Make it official? Dream on." Dugu Yan sneered, her gaze brimming with contempt. "Don't bring up my grandfather. I make my own decisions. If you keep following me, I won't even attend the Emperor Team's training sessions anymore."
With that, she turned and left without the slightest hesitation. Her long hair swept over her shoulder, leaving behind a crisp, decisive silhouette.
Yu Tianheng stood where he was, his expression shifting between green and white.
He stared fixedly at Dugu Yan's retreating figure, a trace of sinister darkness flashing in his eyes.
Once he won the Continental Soul Master Tournament championship, there would be plenty of ways to make her obey.
Tang San was somewhat bewildered. He turned and asked quietly, "Teacher, are they members of the Emperor Team?"
"Mm. Yu Tianheng is from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and Dugu Yan is Poison Douluo's granddaughter. They're both core prospects of the team." Shen Qingling gave them a casual glance before withdrawing his gaze. "Let's go. We'll head to the contestants' waiting area first and see who your first-round opponents are."
Gu Yuena snorted from the side.
"People from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan are only capable of this much. They can't even pursue a girl properly."
Shen Qingling spread his hands. "Exactly. Back then, you..."
Before he could finish, someone suddenly pinched his waist.
"Ow! Na'er, what are you doing?" Shen Qingling cried out in pain.
"Nothing. Just reminding you to watch what you say," Gu Yuena replied.
Shen Qingling laughed. "Got it. It's just that you pursued me for so long!"
There was no way he would not mention it. She had pursued him for ten years. Since she had done it, was he supposed to be afraid of others laughing about it now?
"You! Just wait until tonight!"
Gu Yuena huffed. She would not argue with him about this for now. If he had the nerve, he could try not begging for mercy tonight.
Shen Qingling did not take it seriously.
Shen Qingling, Gu Yuena, and Xiao Wu headed toward the spectator stands. At that moment, a man in a black jacket shouted loudly from the Soul Battle platform.
"Next, please welcome the contestant who has already won nine consecutive matches and needs only one more victory to achieve ten straight wins, the Jade Phosphor Serpent Girl! And her newly registered opponent, Thousand Hands Asura!"
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