I Pick Up Fragments on Douluo Continent

In the original story, Chrysanthemum Douluo's first reaction upon learning that Dai Mubai had absorbed the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum was to take him as a disciple rather than skin him and refine him into a pill. That was a perfect example.

Nuoding Academy.

The young gatekeeper was absentmindedly picking his nose.

"Eh, Lu Feng! Long time no see!" The young man looked at Lu Feng and said excitedly.

Lu Feng smiled and nodded at him. This guy was honest too—two thousand jin of carrots, and he had helped without hesitation.

Seventh Dormitory.

Before he even entered the dormitory, Lu Feng could smell smoke from afar.

"Is there a fire?" Lu Feng hurriedly quickened his pace.

Just as he was about to push the door open, he suddenly heard Xiao Liuzi crying inside.

"Brother Feng, this is the sequel to 'Overbearing Female Pope.' I burned it for you. Be frugal with it down there, and whatever you do, don't come looking for me in my dreams again."

Chapter 26: Sparring with Tang San Again

"Creak~"

The dormitory door slowly opened.

"Er Mao, you're back? Did you buy 'Me and Three Female Douluo' and 'My Eighteen-Year-Old Female Soul Saint'? They're both companion novels to 'Female Pope.' I'm sure Brother Feng will love them."

"Er Mao, why aren't you saying anything?"

"Er Mao?"

Xiao Liuzi turned around and saw Lu Feng staring at him expressionlessly.

"Ah! A ghost!"

Frightened out of his wits, Xiao Liuzi screamed and dove straight under the covers, wrapping the blanket tightly around his head.

Seeing Xiao Liuzi's exposed backside, Lu Feng kicked it without hesitation.

"You little brat, you sure know how to stir up trouble every day!"

Xiao Liuzi rubbed his butt and poked his head out. "Eh, Brother Feng! You're actually still alive!"

"Smack!"

Lu Feng slapped him again. "Every last one of you was hoping I'd die, huh?"

Rubbing his head, Xiao Liuzi grinned. "Brother San and Sister Xiao Wu said you went hunting soul beasts alone and got killed. Hehehe."

Just then, several Work-Study Students returned to the dormitory together.

Seeing Lu Feng sitting on the bed, Xiao Wu immediately pointed at his nose in excitement. "Eh, Lu Feng! You're not dead yet!"

"..."

Lu Feng looked at Xiao Wu speechlessly. Big sister, if you can't talk, then don't!

Tang San also said excitedly, "Lu Feng, it's great that you're all right. How did it go? Was the soul hunt successful?"

Tang San still somewhat acknowledged this companion from the same village.

Although Lu Feng's Innate Soul Power was rather low, his learning ability was excellent. Whether it was martial techniques or Soul Master theory, he could always grasp them quickly.

"Mm." Lu Feng nodded, and a bright yellow soul ring slowly rose from beneath his feet.

"A hundred-year soul ring!" Several voices rang out at once, each with a different tone.

The other Work-Study Students were utterly shocked, with some envy mixed in. In their eyes, a first soul ring that was a hundred years old was something only disciples of major powers could have.

Xiao Wu was startled at first, but quickly regained her composure.

Killing a hundred-year soul beast had once been a piece of cake for her.

There was a trace of certainty in Tang San's voice.

He then carefully examined Lu Feng's soul ring and discovered that the richness of its yellow color was no weaker than his own first soul ring.

"This is probably a soul ring close to four hundred years old."

With that thought, Tang San looked at Lu Feng with a challenging glint in his eyes.

"Lu Feng, it's been a long time since we last sparred. How about a match?" Tang San said loudly.

"A fight? Great, great! This time, Sister Xiao Wu will beat you two until you're crawling around looking for your teeth!" Before Lu Feng could answer, Xiao Wu jumped up excitedly.

Looking at the eager Tang San, Lu Feng also felt an itch to fight. Ever since obtaining his soul ring, he had yet to truly exchange blows with anyone.

"Tang San, then you'd better be careful. Don't let me beat your Dao heart to pieces!"

The academy's back mountain, a small grove.

Lu Feng and Tang San stood more than twenty meters apart, staring at each other. The strong wind tugged at their clothes, making them flap loudly.

Several Work-Study Students sat in the distance, watching quietly.

"Who do you think is stronger, Brother Feng or Brother San?" a tall, thin student asked.

"Do you even need to ask? It's definitely Brother San! He got his soul ring a year ago. By now, his Soul Power level might even be higher than some teachers'," said another round, chubby student.

"Besides, Brother San's martial soul is Blue Silver Grass. He has an absolute advantage fighting on a hillside," the chubby student added.

"Haha, Zhu Dapang, you're done for! I'm going to tell Brother Feng what you just said!" Xiao Liuzi said gleefully.

"Damn it! Xiao Liuzi, you dare stab me in the back?" The fat student's eyes shifted, and he grabbed Xiao Liuzi in a bear hug, shaking him hard.

"Cough, cough! Brother Pang, let go, let go!" Xiao Liuzi gasped, struggling to speak as he was squeezed breathless.

"That's enough, all of you quiet down!" Xiao Wu put her hands on her hips, pointed at the noisy crowd, and ordered loudly.

The moment her voice fell, everyone sat neatly in a row like obedient children.

Tang San slightly raised his right hand, and a blade of emerald-green grass slowly rose from his palm. A yellow soul ring floated behind him, bobbing up and down.

"Tang San, martial soul: Blue Silver Grass. Level seventeen control-type Battle Soul Master. Please advise!"

At the same time, Blue Silver Grass began to grow wildly within a radius of more than ten meters around Tang San, gradually swallowing his knees.

"It's here! Brother San's Blue Silver Grass!" the chubby student shouted.

Xiao Wu's gaze flickered as she looked at the Blue Silver Grass around Tang San. She had fought Tang San several times before. On flat ground, as long as Tang San did not use hidden weapons, he would definitely lose the moment she got close.

But if the battlefield was grassland...

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was simply too troublesome!

Lu Feng looked at the changes in the grass and frowned slightly. "Has part of Tang San's bloodline already been awakened?"

Ordinary plant-type martial souls did not have such a flashy entrance effect as Tang San's. Even his own Blue Silver Grass martial soul, though higher in quality than Tang San's, was far from capable of producing such an effect.

"It seems Tang San's Blue Silver Emperor bloodline exists more in his body, not merely within his martial soul."

Lu Feng reined in his thoughts, raised both hands slightly, spread his fingers, and a pair of knuckle guards appeared in his hands.

"Lu Feng, martial soul: body. Level sixteen assault-type Battle Soul Master. Please advise!"

Tang San stared at Lu Feng's knuckle guards and frowned slightly.

Wasn't Lu Feng's martial soul his body? What was with these knuckle guards?

And they looked somewhat familiar.

Forget it. He could just ask after the fight.

Tang San's gaze sharpened, and a faint purple hue covered his eyes.

"Wait, what level did you just say you were?" Tang San withdrew his aura and asked uncertainly.

A faint smile curved Lu Feng's lips as he replied casually, "Level sixteen. Is there a problem?"

"Level sixteen?!" The Work-Study Students were all dumbfounded, looking at Lu Feng as if he were some kind of monster.

Tang San asked again, "Lu Feng, didn't you just obtain your soul ring? How did your Soul Power suddenly break through so much?"

Tang San recalled his own situation back then. With the Mysterious Heaven Skill at its bottleneck and a soul ring close to the limit, his Soul Power had only reached level thirteen.

Level sixteen!

It had been barely over three months since Lu Feng left. How on earth had he done it?

Tang San stared fixedly at the soul ring floating beside Lu Feng, pushing the Purple Demon Eye to its limit.

"Could the soul ring Lu Feng absorbed have exceeded the four-hundred-and-twenty-three-year limit?"

At that thought, Tang San swallowed hard. A terrifying idea appeared in his mind. "Has Teacher's theory been overturned?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Chapter 27: Crushing Victory

Tang San took a deep breath and did his best to calm his surging emotions.

"Lu Feng, I'm making my move! Take this!"

With a thought from Tang San, more than a dozen strands of Blue Silver Grass coiled upward and attacked Lu Feng from both sides at once.

After obtaining his first soul ring, Tang San had fought Xiao Wu dozens of times. During those battles, he discovered that his Blue Silver Grass was extremely tough. Even Xiao Wu, a Soul Master of the same level, could not break free from it.

Since Blue Silver Grass could bind people like rope, it could also strike people like a whip.

After several experiments, Tang San developed this move: Blue Silver Assault!

Smack! Smack!

Lu Feng raised his arms in front of himself. Several strands of Blue Silver Grass lashed against them, immediately leaving several faint red marks.

"His skin is actually this tough!"

Tang San frowned. Although this move was merely a test, it was not something ordinary Soul Masters could block.

Watching Tang San's novel method of attack, an inexplicable look flashed through Lu Feng's eyes.

Binding.

Whips.

While he had been away, Tang San and Xiao Wu had been having quite the wild time.

Was this still that "pure and spotless" Young Master Tang San?

At that moment, a strand of Blue Silver Grass appeared to Lu Feng's left and was about to strike his head.

Lu Feng reacted quickly and grabbed the vine directly in his hand.

"Crack."

The Blue Silver Grass tore apart and turned into Soul Power, dispersing into the air.

"Little San, there's no need to keep showing off these childish tricks. Take this!"

As he spoke, Lu Feng took several quick steps forward and rapidly closed in on Tang San. He clenched his right hand into a fist as dense Soul Power gathered upon it, causing ripples to spread through the surrounding air.

First Soul Skill: Heavy Punch!

Tang San narrowed his eyes at the sight, and the purple glow in them deepened further. In his eyes, the Soul Power around Lu Feng's right fist had nearly condensed into something tangible.

However, Tang San had no intention of dodging.

He crossed his hands before himself. His palms swiftly became covered in a jade-white layer, while a faint white glow spread across his arms as well.

The Tang Sect's ultimate technique, Mysterious Jade Hand!

Bang! Lu Feng's right fist smashed fiercely into Tang San's crossed arms.

A majestic wave of Soul Power burst outward, whipping up a violent gust. The surrounding Blue Silver Grass rose and fell with the blast like ocean waves.

"Damn!" Xiao Liuzi was hit head-on by the gust and nearly fell off the rock.

"Hmph! Both of them have gotten stronger again!" Xiao Wu snorted, excitement flashing through her eyes.

In her eyes, this kind of head-on fighting was far too crude. With a casual leap, she could evade it.

But she had to admit that whether it was Lu Feng or Tang San, she had no certainty of victory against either of them.

Such immense strength—and what a Heavy Punch. I absolutely can't take another one head-on! A solemn look flashed through Tang San's eyes.