Tang San's Self-Created Soul Skill-Time for Tang Hao to Die! (Please Keep Reading!)

At Heaven Dou Royal Academy,

"That's it. That feels so good!"

Lu Ming let out a long sigh of contentment.

Xiao Wu and the Three-Eyed Golden Lion gently rubbed his back. It was bliss.

After the way Xiao Xiao had acted last night, Lu Ming had honestly thought she was going to give him a thorough dressing-down.

He hadn't expected that kind of "treatment." His Golden Dragon King physique was extraordinary, far beyond an ordinary person's,

but even his body couldn't take it so often!

His health was his greatest asset!

"Lu Ming, are you feeling unwell? Would you like to go back and rest?"

"No, Teacher Qin!"

Lu Ming immediately sat bolt upright, straight as a spear.

Ask for leave?

I can't let Xiao Xiao find out. I'd never live it down.

Qin Ming nodded.

"I'm sure you've all heard about the Young Genius Rankings. The academy encourages everyone to participate and take a chance."

"Out of thousands of contenders, why couldn't you be the one who stands out?"

Teacher Qin Ming tried to rally them, but the students merely smiled faintly.

Why would it be me?

Qin Ming had delivered the news. Whether they entered was no longer his concern.

"Ladies and gentlemen!"

"By now, you've surely heard something about the Young Genius Rankings. This grand competition is jointly organized by the Heaven Dou Empire, the Star Luo Empire, and Spirit Hall. The rewards are generous, and every young genius aged twenty-five or under is welcome to participate..."

The host promoted it once more. After all, it was a major event before the Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament.

The age limit was the same, but the rewards were entirely different. It was even more enticing than the Soul Master Tournament!

In Qian Renxue's private box, the Golden Dragon Princess had changed into a black dress.

He wore black knee-high boots over his long legs. Weren't they just like Lan Xuanyu's in Douluo Dalu IV?

"For Spirit Hall to agree, you must have put in quite a bit of work!"

The Golden Dragon Princess smiled as he spoke, sitting across from Qian Renxue.

By comparison, Qian Renxue's golden knee-high boots weren't quite as captivating!

The Golden Dragon Princess's seemed more commanding, more eye-catching. Black stockings would have made the look even more striking.

There was no denying it: the Golden Dragon Princess had a commanding presence.

Qian Renxue glanced at him and pouted, her tone displeased.

"How much longer are you going to keep looking like this?"

"What? Jealous?"

Seizing the chance, the Golden Dragon Princess reached across the wooden table and gently rested his hand on the back of hers.

"Ah—"

Qian Renxue jolted as though she had been shocked.

"Vixen!"

After struggling for words, Qian Renxue managed only that one word. It was hard to tell whether it was praise or an insult.

Lu Ming's looks were simply unfair.

He had already grown to around 180 centimeters. In men's clothes, he was dashing; in women's clothes, striking and valiant!

"I spent a lot of effort persuading them this time. Are you really unwilling to join Spirit Hall?"

"No. My answer's the same: I can help you, but I won't join."

"Next, in the secondary arena, Tang San faces Yu Tianheng. The Golden Dragon Princess's match is only two bouts away. Let's look forward to it!"

"Golden Dragon Princess!"

"Golden Dragon Princess!"

"Golden Dragon Princess!"

Lu Ming held his wineglass and walked up to the glass barrier, his gaze sharpening.

"What? You know him?"

Qian Renxue was surprised. With Lu Ming's extraordinary talent, she hadn't expected anyone to catch his attention.

On the arena platform,

Tang San wielded his Blue Silver Grass, with three Soul Rings—yellow, yellow, and purple—circling beneath his feet.

He released the aura of a level thirty-three Soul Elder. Dai Mubai, possessed by his Evil-Eyed White Tiger, displayed his Soul Rings as well.

"He looks so young, yet he's already a Soul Elder. His talent is impressive, but surely not enough to catch your eye?"

"A mere Soul Elder wouldn't catch my eye. I'm just curious how much he's improved over the years."

Qian Renxue smiled faintly. She was interested in watching now, too.

"Little San, I won't hold back."

"Come on!"

Tang San spread out his Blue Silver Grass, and his second, yellow Soul Ring lit up.

Second Soul Skill: Blue Silver Tyrant Spear!

Mysterious Jade Hands, Purple Demon Eyes, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track—three Tang Sect Arts activated at once.

Dai Mubai's heart tightened. He had experienced firsthand how formidable Tang San's arts were.

He immediately moved to stop Tang San from closing in.

"Second Soul Skill: White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!"

The Evil-Eyed White Tiger opened its jaws and fired a white beam straight at Tang San.

Dai Mubai reacted quickly, but that wasn't enough to overcome the brilliance of the Tang Sect Arts.

Tang San darted around the arena like a little hedgehog, dodging the White Tiger Fierce Light Wave.

Purple Demon Eyes!

Purple light flashed in Tang San's eyes. Dai Mubai hurriedly activated his White Tiger Protective Barrier,

but this was a mental attack. The White Tiger Protective Barrier did nothing. Despite his quick reaction, Tang San's strike hit his sea of consciousness, leaving him dazed for an instant.

Tang San raised the Blue Silver Tyrant Spear, spread his legs, and gathered strength in his hand, taking the stance of a javelin thrower.

Spear Intent! Blue Silver Tyrant Emperor!

He hurled the Blue Silver Tyrant Spear with all his might. It shot toward the dazed Dai Mubai like lightning, tearing through the air.

Boom!!!

The Blue Silver Tyrant Spear slammed into the ground. The arena platform shuddered, and a huge crater opened in its surface.

"Wow!"

"That looked like a Self-Created Soul Skill, just like yours. How could it be so powerful? Even a Soul Ancestor might not withstand it!"

Qian Renxue covered her mouth in astonishment.

The Golden Dragon Princess's lips curved upward.

Tang San's throw resembled his own Self-Created Soul Skill, Heavenly Frost Immortal Sword. Back then, Lu Ming had used the Heavenly Frost Dragon Roar Sword to pin Tang San to a wall with a single strike.

If that was what Tang San had done, his talent far exceeded Lu Ming's expectations!

Hatred had driven him this far. Then what would happen if Tang Hao were killed?

At that thought, the Golden Dragon Lord swept his gaze over the audience and spotted several familiar figures.

Yu Xiaogang, the supposedly brilliant master whose legs were paralyzed; four-eyed Flender; and the blind warrior Tang Hao!

He hadn't expected all of them to come.

Then he would settle accounts with them all!

Lu Ming was strong enough to kill Tang Hao now!

"Teacher!"

The moment the Golden Dragon Princess entered, the crowd erupted with excitement.

They writhed and jostled so wildly that they nearly pushed the paralyzed Yu Xiaogang out of his seat.

The Golden Dragon Princess made quick work of the match. He had important business to attend to.

As before, he used the Golden Dragon King's oppressive aura to frighten and suppress his opponent, then ended the match with a Golden Dragon Fist!

"Teacher, what do you think?"

Tang San asked.

"Hmm. His strength is overwhelmingly powerful. That Golden Dragon Martial Soul..."

Yu Xiaogang paused, remembering Lu Ming's Golden Dragon Martial Soul. The resemblance was uncanny. He suspected the Golden Dragon Princess might be Lu Ming's younger sister.

"In any case, Little San, your Self-Created Soul Skill is tremendously powerful. But if you face the Golden Dragon Princess one day, you must never use it against him head-on."

"According to my theories, his Martial Soul may be the legendary Golden Dragon, known as the progenitor of strength. Keep him occupied and avoid a direct clash, and you'll still have a chance."

Yu Xiaogang gave the warning with a book in his hands.

Ever since that string of upheavals, books had been his only solace.

"I'll remember your teachings, Teacher!"