Teacher, Believe in Me-I'll Take You on One Last Dance!

The moment the Heavenly Screen's voice rang out.

Huo Yuhao was teleported off the arena.

In his place, the gravely injured Tang San and Tang Wulin, who was at full strength, were teleported into the arena.

"It's finally my turn!"

Tang Wulin was so excited that his blood surged through his veins.

He remembered Teacher Wu Changkong's words.

If he couldn't win, he had to concede. No matter what happened, he had to keep himself alive first.

Huo Yuhao's earlier state had nearly killed Tang San with a single slap. He was clearly not someone Tang Wulin could take on.

But after watching the comparison between Tang San and Huo Yuhao, Tang Wulin had realized that, judging solely by Martial Souls and personal ability, the legendary Sea God Tang San was not all that impressive at eleven years old.

Victory was not out of reach for him.

Besides, his opponent was gravely injured.

Pain twisted Tang San's face. From his chest to every bone in his body came a pain that tore at his heart and lungs. If his will had not far surpassed that of an ordinary boy, he would have collapsed long ago.

Could I really still win in this condition?

[Tang San has already been introduced. No further introduction is needed.]

[And now, coming toward you is Tang Wulin of the Golden Dragon Form!!!]

[He awakened his Martial Soul at six. It was only Blue Silver Grass, common in the Douluo III Era and regarded as a useless Martial Soul. His Innate Soul Power was a mere rank three... Through forging and working, he saved enough money to buy a Soul Spirit and obtained his First Soul Ring—a White Ten-Year Defective Soul Spirit... By eleven, his Soul Power had reached rank eighteen!]

Images of Tang Wulin flickered across the Heavenly Screen. In the next instant, everyone in the Three Realms saw how he had grown up.

At six, just before his Martial Soul awakened, he had declared with high spirits that he wanted to become a Soul Master as powerful as Huo Yuhao.

When his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul left him dejected, he consoled himself that it was the same Martial Soul Sea God Tang San had.

Rank-three Innate Soul Power—how many people saw their own lives reflected in that?

Not everyone was Sea God Tang San, with Twin Martial Souls and Innate Full Soul Power. Most people did not have particularly good Martial Souls, nor could they even reach rank-five Innate Soul Power. Yet how many could remain optimistic and work hard on their own, as Tang Wulin had?

He had even needed to earn money to buy a Soul Spirit. Though the one he drew was defective, he had gritted his teeth and smiled.

"Heaven have mercy! The future Number One of the Douluo III Era started with nothing more than an unremarkable stalk of Blue Silver Grass and rank-three Innate Soul Power!"

"No Twin Martial Souls, no Innate Full Soul Power. Rank-three Innate Soul Power is the reality for so many ordinary people. He had it worse than ordinary Soul Masters! Their Martial Souls weren't as useless as his, and their Soul Power wasn't as low. Nor did they face his kind of despair, hammering iron at the Blacksmith Shop from childhood to earn money for a Soul Spirit!"

"Plain and ordinary—that's the true picture of us ordinary Soul Masters. He represents us. The world kissed me with pain, yet I answered it with song!"

When Tang Wulin's first eleven years were laid bare, everyone fell silent, as though something had lodged in their throats.

They had all assumed that someone who would one day bear countless titles, possess countless treasures, stand atop the world, and ultimately die for love—someone with the Golden Dragon Form, worthy of representing an entire world—must have grown up with a golden spoon in his mouth.

Surely such a person would have grown steadily, surrounded by love, and suffered little. Even the Heavenly Screen's doting "punishment" had merely extended his lifespan. How bitter could his life have been?

But when his past was revealed, everyone fell silent. His Martial Soul had awakened at six: the useless Blue Silver Grass, with rank-three Innate Soul Power. He had hammered iron for money as a child. His sister had left, then his parents, and he had lived alone... Where was the happiness in that? Where was any sweetness?

Apart from bitterness, they saw not a trace of sweetness in Tang Wulin's life.

And yet this very person would one day represent an entire world, silently guarding its peace.

In the Douluo III Era, everyone's eyes reddened and their lips trembled.

"The person who'll protect us in the future... I never imagined he'd suffered so much since childhood!"

"Even the Heavenly Screen's punishment just added to his lifespan. The Heavenly Screen itself couldn't bear to watch! How bad could someone like him possibly be?"

Wu Changkong's lips trembled. He let out a long sigh.

"Wulin... that child has had a hard life."

Worse still was the thought of Tang Wulin's future: no one at his side as he stood alone atop the world, then sat by himself on an overpass with every glimmer gone from his eyes. The image hurt so much it was hard to breathe.

[Douluo I, Spirit Hall, Angel God's successor Qian Renxue: "Little brother Wulin, come to Douluo I. Your big sister will take care of you!"]

[Douluo II, Shrek Academy's Dragon God Douluo Mu En: "I have a complete Golden Dragon Growth Path. Come to Douluo II!"]

[Douluo III, Shrek Academy: "You two upstairs, screw you!"]

The Heavenly Screen comments had gone off the rails ever since Huo Yuhao called out to the Spirit Pagoda across an era and ten thousand years.

For people of different eras to recruit one another across time and space had long since become commonplace.

Huo Yuhao's eyes flickered. He had not forgotten how Tang San had called on the Tang Sect and Shrek to come after him not long ago.

If Tang San could get the Tang Sect and Shrek Academy of this era to deal with him, why couldn't he call on Spirit Hall of the Douluo I Era to deal with Tang San?

After all, he was a man who knew thirty thousand years of the Douluo World's story. He probably knew Tang San's enemies better than Tang San himself did right now.

[Heavenly Screen Betting!]

[Selecting bettors!]

[Heavenly Screen bettors selected: ... Yu Xiaogang and Wu Changkong!]

The moment Heavenly Screen Betting appeared, the Three Realms erupted once more.

"Wait, has the Heavenly Screen got it wrong?"

"Only two people get to bet each time. Anyone watching would think we in the Douluo World can't afford to place bets!"

"Open the betting to the whole world! Make everyone place a bet!!!"

[To keep the comparisons competitive, only teachers of the selected contestants may bet at this stage. This prevents match-fixing!]

[Comparison contestant:]

[Name: Tang San]

[Martial Souls: Twin Martial Souls]

[Soul Power: Rank twenty-six]

[Soul Rings: Yellow, yellow!!]

vs!

[Comparison contestant:]

[Name: Tang Wulin]

[Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass]

[Soul Power: Rank eighteen]

[Soul Ring: White!]

Whoosh!!!

In the Comparison Arena, Tang San saw Tang Wulin's profile.

Dazzling golden light burst from his eyes.

"His Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass, just like mine, but I'm already rank twenty-six, and I have Twin Martial Souls! I may be injured, but I haven't used my Tang Sect Hidden Weapons yet!"

"The advantage is mine!"

"Teacher, bet on me, quick! Believe in me. I'll take you on one last dance and bring you back to the top!"

Inside Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy

Yu Xiaogang jolted at Tang San's words.

The first time was an accident. A complete accident! Who could have known Huo Yuhao was cheating? No, wait—he'd never stopped cheating in the first place!

Xiao San wants me to bet on him again, but I've got no Soul Power left. I don't have many Gold Soul Coins, either, much less a Soul Bone. What am I supposed to bet?

Tang San is clearly guaranteed to win this time. If I don't get on board... what will I do when Xiao San wins?

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth and finally turned toward his Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao.

"Luo, luo!!!"

Luo Sanpao's eyes widened in terror as he backed away step by step.

"Sorry, Sanpao. You don't want to be a pig your whole life, do you?"

"If I bet you and win, maybe even a pig can become a dragon?"

"Maybe you'll undergo a beneficial Martial Soul evolution and become the Golden Dragon from Flender and Erlong's Martial Soul Fusion Skill?"

"Sanpao, you'll understand, won't you?"