With Ghost Leopard Douluo's concession,
the battle came to a complete end.
Demon Bear Douluo could only call it heaven-defying.
Had he not seen it with his own eyes, Demon Bear Douluo would never have believed that Snake Lance Douluo had defeated Ghost Leopard Douluo in such overwhelming fashion.
Meanwhile, Snake Lance Douluo withdrew his martial soul. Looking at his old rival, Ghost Leopard Douluo, he could not help laughing. "Well, Ghost Leopard? I'll give you another chance to choose your words. Tell me, was my million Gold Soul Coins well spent?"
Hmph.
A petty man drunk on success.
Lying on the ground, Ghost-Patterned Black Leopard Douluo could not help snorting inwardly.
Then he dispelled his Martial Soul Avatar as well, returning to his original appearance.
However, large sections of his black clothes had been torn apart from taking Snake Lance Douluo's Fifth Soul Skill head-on.
His face was also very pale from the excessive drain on his soul power.
Still, he was not a sore loser.
"I was indeed wrong. My judgment was too narrow. I admit you weren't scammed, because no potion could have made your martial soul stronger."
Ghost Leopard Douluo understood full well that outside assistance could only improve speed, strength, or even the intensity of soul power.
But...
the essence of a martial soul could not be changed.
In all the knowledge and accounts of Soul Masters he had encountered over the past several decades, there had never been any record of such a thing.
If something external really could enhance a martial soul, there was no doubt that countless Soul Masters would fight to get their hands on it.
"Haha, now that's more like it. Boss Lin is such a good man. How could he possibly swindle anyone?"
Snake Lance Douluo laughed heartily, thoroughly satisfied with Ghost Leopard Douluo's answer.
"Then can you take me to open some jars?"
Just then, Ghost Leopard Douluo made a startling request, his eyes burning with eagerness.
Since Snake Lance Douluo could spend a million to gain so much strength, why couldn't he?
Was he short of money?
Not at all.
Never mind a million Gold Soul Coins-even spending two million Gold Soul Coins for a ten-percent increase in strength...
No.
Even a five-percent increase would be worth it to Ghost Leopard Douluo.
"Huh?"
"What jars?"
Before Snake Lance Douluo could answer, however, Demon Bear Douluo had already walked over from a distance.
He had also overheard part of the conversation between Snake Lance Douluo and Ghost Leopard Douluo.
His keen instincts told him that some major piece of information seemed to be hidden between the lines.
Apparently, Snake Lance Douluo's increase in strength had something to do with jars.
And it involved over a million Gold Soul Coins...
"Hehe, curious? This is a secret, you know."
Snake Lance Douluo turned his gaze toward Demon Bear Douluo and smiled. "Demon Bear, it's been two days since our last sparring session, hasn't it? I suppose you're here to give me some pointers today?
"Whatever else there is, let's set it aside. We can have a little exchange first and talk about the rest afterward."
As he spoke, Snake Lance Douluo was already rubbing his hands together, itching to get started.
Today, it was time to settle all his grudges, old and new.
The liberated serf could finally sing...
"A little exchange?"
Demon Bear Douluo's expression stiffened.
Even a battle maniac like him hesitated.
In the past, even if Snake Lance Douluo had said nothing, he would have suggested a match himself. If Snake Lance Douluo had dared say something like this, he would have agreed without the slightest hesitation. Wouldn't he have taught Snake Lance Douluo a lesson in minutes?
But a battle maniac was not a masochist.
He had just witnessed with his own eyes how Snake Lance Douluo had thrashed Ghost Leopard Douluo.
The force behind the Two-Headed Giant Snake's sweeping tail was no small matter.
Demon Bear Douluo estimated that Snake Lance Douluo's combat strength was enough to contend with a level ninety-four Title Douluo.
So...
he was no match.
He chickened out.
He really chickened out.
Moreover, he silently warned himself that until he figured out what had happened to Snake Lance Douluo, this recreational activity could be put on hold.
Canceling it permanently was not out of the question, either.
"Snake Lance, don't get too cocky..."
Ghost Leopard Douluo could no longer stand watching and began exposing Snake Lance Douluo's secrets. "Hmph, this old fellow just stumbled into a pile of dog-shit luck. He opened a mysterious treasure at a mysterious little shop, and it made his martial soul stronger."
"As for how much stronger, you've already seen enough without me going into detail. His martial soul's strength increased by at least thirty percent, and his overall strength rose by about fifty percent!"
At those words, Demon Bear Douluo was stunned. "It actually increased that much?"
"Of course. With his martial soul greatly enhanced, his thousand-year Fifth Soul Skill broke straight through my ten-thousand-year Fifth Soul Skill. Does that make it clear enough?"
Ghost Leopard Douluo spoke irritably.
"Then doesn't that mean Snake Lance's martial soul is now at least among the very best of the high-grade martial souls?"
"What exactly happened to transform his strength so dramatically?"
Demon Bear Douluo stared at Snake Lance Douluo with wide, shocked eyes, as though seeing him for the first time.
"You'll have to ask him. I was the one getting beaten..."
"Actually, I'm very curious myself."
Ghost Leopard Douluo spoke peevishly.
He harbored considerable resentment toward Snake Lance Douluo as well.
He now strongly suspected that this fellow had deliberately provoked him just to give him a thrashing.
"Hahaha."
Demon Bear Douluo laughed. "Snake Lance, we've been brothers for so many years. Keeping something this good to yourself wouldn't be very decent of you."
All right... Snake Lance Douluo had never intended to keep it to himself anyway. He explained slowly, "To tell you the truth, the mysterious item I got was called an Amplifier. Using it greatly increases a martial soul's strength. As for how much it can improve, you've both seen that, haven't you?"
"Mm-hmm."
"We saw. It's very powerful!"
Ghost Leopard and Demon Bear nodded furiously.
"But that was only after two amplifications..."
"In theory, there's no upper limit to amplification..."
Snake Lance Douluo stopped there, waiting to see their shocked expressions.
Sure enough,
they did not disappoint.
"Hiss..."
Ghost Leopard Douluo sucked in a breath of cold air. "Just two amplifications made it that powerful? Then how powerful would it become with even more? That... I can't even imagine!"
Demon Bear Douluo's bell-sized eyes nearly popped onto the ground. "Isn't that a little too powerful? And this kind of improvement has no upper limit... Forget anything else-with eighty or a hundred amplifications, would you have any opponents left on the Douluo Continent?"
He had already begun imagining himself transforming into a Demon Bear that towered between heaven and earth, smashing the Douluo Continent apart with a single swat...
Good. Very good.
I love seeing you this ignorant... Snake Lance Douluo chuckled inwardly at their reactions. Do you really think your family owns the Jar Shop? Eighty or a hundred amplifications...
You might not get eighty or a hundred Amplifiers even if you emptied out all your savings.
Just then, however, a voice sounded behind Snake Lance Douluo.
"Since these jars are so miraculous, where can one buy them?"
Who was that?
Startled, Snake Lance Douluo looked behind him.
At the same time, Ghost Leopard and Demon Bear also noticed the newcomer and shuddered:
"S-Seventh Consecrated..."
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