Giving Xu Sanshi the Flame Mantra

Moreover, he still has more than forty strands of Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice Marrow in his body, which can be refined into pills to help Snow Empress Snow Empress Emperor stabilize her origin.

When that time comes, then... hehehe...

Suddenly, a wicked thought popped into Lin Xuanchen's mind...

"Cough cough cough, I've been thinking too far ahead." Lin Xuanchen gently shook his head, shaking off all those wicked thoughts from his mind.

"Alright, I've satisfied your curiosity. I'll take Dong'er back to rest now."

Lin Xuanchen said something to Wang Yan, then took Wang Dong'er's delicate hand and walked towards Shrek's conference hall.

Time slowly slipped by over these four days...

After the first round of elimination matches in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Tournament, the second stage, the rematch, quickly began.

Today marks the start of the round-robin tournament, and early in the morning, cheers from the Star Luo Empire's audience echoed across Star Luo Plaza.

Four days ago, after Lin Xuanchen displayed three 100,000- Soul Ring and the Destruction Flame Body on the competition field, he raised Shrek Academy's prestige to an unprecedented height.

As a result, many people came specifically for Lin Xuanchen, wanting to witness once again the shocking scene of three Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring appearing simultaneously.

However, the weather today wasn't particularly good; it was gloomy and overcast, giving off a depressing feeling.

Shrek Academy's rest area is located in the north, closest to the imperial city walls, and is also very spacious, arguably the largest rest area of all the academies.

At this moment, the host had been waiting on the field for a long time. After the draw, Shrek Academy drew Yunluo Academy, just like in the original story, and it was a one-on-one elimination match.

"Dong'er, go today and let them all see your strength." Lin Xuanchen raised his hand and gently patted Wang Dong'er's head, smiling tenderly as he spoke.

"Mmm." Wang Dong'er nodded, and with a swift movement, she darted towards the Competition Platform.

"Wow, junior brother Xuanchen, you and junior sister Wang Dong'er are such good friends, can you share your secret?" Xu Sanshi suddenly walked up to Lin Xuanchen from behind, touched his shoulder, and said.

"A secret?" Lin Xuanchen glanced at Xu Sanshi, then immediately recalled how he had gotten Wang Dong'er.

"My relationship with Dong'er was accidental; there's no secret to it," Lin Xuanchen smacked his lips and replied casually.

He wasn't lying. Perhaps it was the blessing of the God of Love in the Douluo Continent that allowed him to just happen to see Wang Dong'er taking a bath, and then forcefully kiss her before succeeding. It was as if he had no skill whatsoever.

"However, I do have a few Secret Art," Lin Xuanchen said with a mischievous smirk in his Azure eyes.

"Secret Art? What's that?" Xu Sanshi asked, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

"It's the secret you asked about," Lin Xuanchen said seriously.

"Just put your heart into it! Go all in, and you'll succeed! I've seen you've had feelings for Jiang Nannan for a while now, so just keep at it, and you'll get there eventually!"

Anyway, in the original novel, Xu Sanshi won Jiang Nannan over by licking her, so there's nothing wrong with what he said.

Moreover, in the original novel, Xu Sanshi did indeed win the heart of the beauty in the end, making him arguably the king of simps.

"Lick?" Xu Sanshi was taken aback for a moment, then said with a bitter face, "Junior Brother Xuanchen, it seems to be useless! I've been licking Nan Nan with utmost care! It's been so long and it's still no use."

"That's why you're not good enough. How long have you been licking her boots? You could lick her boots for nine, eighty-one, or three hundred and sixty years. Although that's a bit of an exaggeration, it's not entirely without reason."

Lin Xuanchen adopted the air of a wise old man and said seriously, "If all else fails, just lower your head a little and make a few more heartfelt confessions."

Xu Sanshi was completely taken aback by Lin Xuanchen, and a look of half-understanding slowly appeared on his face.

"Junior Brother Xuanchen, you mean I should fawn over her at all costs! If I fawn over her for a hundred or eighty years, even a stone would develop feelings!" Xu Sanshi suddenly realized.

"Uh... uh... uh..." Lin Xuanchen's lips twitched slightly when he saw Xu Sanshi's seemingly enlightened expression. The title of the number one simp in Douluo was well-deserved.

While Lin Xuanchen and Xu Sanshi were chatting for a short while, Wang Dong'er had already stepped onto the Competition Platform.

Wang Dong'er's opponent was a short, broad-shouldered, and somewhat overweight player.

The referee glanced at Wang Dong'er, then at the opposing contestant, and said in a deep voice, "Both sides step back and wait for my command to begin the match. The use of Fixed-Installation Soul Tool or other high-damage Soul Tool that rely on material properties for victory is prohibited."

"Hmph!" Upon hearing this, Wang Dong'er snorted disdainfully and said, "I would never use such trash!"

This statement is extremely arrogant.

These words had no effect on the other participating students from different colleges.

But things were different at the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy. Immediately, some students looked at Wang Dong'er with dissatisfaction, their eyes filled with anger.

The chubby student from the Yunluo Academy forced a smile at Wang Dong'er and stammered, "I... I'm called Ma Yingjun, please... please have mercy..."

Wang Dong'er didn't even glance at Ma Yingjun's show of weakness, and went straight to the edge of the Competition Platform.

"Uh..." Having been tricked, Ma Yingjun scratched his head awkwardly, then started moving towards the edge of the Competition Platform.

"The match begins!" The referee shouted suddenly after both players had retreated to the edge of the Competition Platform, and at the same time, he quickly leaped off the Competition Platform.

As soon as the referee finished speaking, Ma Yingjun's short, stocky body reacted quickly.

His arms moved with the agility of a nimble monkey, producing three thumb-thick metal tubes, and his shoulders also produced metal tubes as long as an arm.

Before long, metal tubes began to emerge from his back and chest, completely encasing him.

"Fancy and frivolous." Wang Dong'er looked at the metal pipes she had taken from Ma Yingjun, a hint of disdain flashing in her pink-blue eyes.

With Lin Xuanchen's help, Wang Dong'er's Soul Power Level has long since reached level 68, and her Soul Ring Configuration is also quite good. Of course, she disdains the Soul Tool used by Ma Yingjun.

Although Tang San's consciousness no longer exists in Wang Dong'er's Sea of Consciousness, she will not feel any aversion to the Soul Tool.