"If this guy was a transmigrator from Blue Star who received Xuan Gu's template, that would be one thing."
"But if he was the old devil himself, and guessed a thing or two just from Zhang Qing's words and behavior and Shi Nian's sudden surge in cultivation... well, what could I say? He really lived up to being someone who could make Old Devil Han suffer a loss."
"Most importantly, he looked so utterly confident, as though he had nothing to fear. Did he have some trump card that let him disregard even Titled Douluos?"
At that moment, Lin Yuan once again placed Xuan Gu at the top of his list of threats.
Next, Zhang Qing went on boasting to Tang San about how powerful he was, going on about possessing peerless divine arts, a super martial soul, and so forth.
He practically boasted until flowers rained from the heavens.
But Tang San was no fool.
He was indeed shocked that Zhang Qing's grandfather was a Titled Douluo, but that was all. Compared to the three Titled Douluos he had seen before, Shi Nian fell short by far more than a little.
He was certainly no match for Tang San's father, Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao.
As for Zhang Qing, Tang San's Purple Demon Eye had already reached its second stage, the minute realm, after he absorbed the Head Soul Bone.
It allowed him to see through the cultivation of soul masters whose cultivation was lower than his own.
In Tang San's eyes, Zhang Qing was merely a Soul Elder whose cultivation was about the same as Oscar's.
If he really had some special cultivation art or super martial soul... Tang San would not believe it unless he demonstrated it.
Soon, the first match of the Qualifying Tournament began.