Douluo: Refreshing Entries, Luck is on My Side at the Start!

Meanwhile.

At Heaven Dou Academy's training grounds.

A day had already passed.

"Teacher Qin, why haven't I seen Lin Feng or Dugu Yan?"

Yu Tianheng arrived at the training field and looked around for quite a while without spotting either of them, so he asked in confusion.

"They took leave. You don't need to worry!"

Qin Ming had happened to sense Poison Douluo's aura yesterday, so he came up with an excuse.

Poison Douluo was probably meeting his future grandson-in-law right about now.

"Alright, thank you, Teacher."

Yu Tianheng turned and smiled, found a spot, then sat down cross-legged to condense his Soul Power.

This was a heaven-sent opportunity.

While they were taking leave, he would work hard at cultivation.

While they were eating, he would work even harder at cultivation.

While they were sleeping, he would still be cultivating.

Once his cultivation improved, what would Lin Feng have to fight him with?

Someone as hardworking as him would eventually become the new Thunder Douluo.

Today's training would be doubled!

The moment Yu Tianheng thought of how diligently he was cultivating, he felt energy surge through his whole body.

He practically walked on air.

Suddenly, just as he entered the training area, a burst of noisy chatter caught Yu Tianheng's attention.

"Isn't Lin Feng just relying on having a little talent?"

"On his very first day at the academy, he took leave whenever he felt like it."

"What does he take our reserve team for?"

Several insignificant team members were leaning against the equipment and resting, venting their dissatisfaction along the way.

"Hmph! What right does a bunch of trash have to talk about others?"

Yu Tianheng snorted and looked at them disdainfully.

"Yu Tianheng, what the hell did you just say?"

"Say clearly who you're calling trash."

Several of them rolled up their sleeves and moved to teach Yu Tianheng a lesson.

"Ahem! Go back to training."

Xue Qinghe gave a light cough, his expression stern as he looked at them, radiating an oppressive aura.

"Tch! Yu Tianheng, we'll spare you today for His Highness's sake."

"Keep that mouth of yours in line next time."

The group glanced fearfully at Xue Qinghe, threw out a few threats at Yu Tianheng, and left disgruntledly.

Yu Tianheng ignored them and continued condensing his Soul Power.

If he wanted to surpass Lin Feng now, Diligence Compensates for Lack of Talent.

Elsewhere, at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eye.

"Martial Soul, Jade Vine Snake Emperor."

Dugu Bo summoned his Martial Soul and began continuously channeling Soul Power into Yan'er.

Dugu Yan's aura gradually stabilized, while the poison core within her body slowly condensed into shape.

"Old man, increase the Soul Power. The poison core in Yan'er's body is taking shape. This is the critical moment."

Another night passed.

The sky had only just begun to brighten, and the first ray of morning sunlight fell across their faces.

"It's finally almost done!"

"Old man, hold on a little longer."

Lin Feng was so exhausted that he collapsed onto the ground to rest.

"Lin Feng, just how much poison can the poison core in Yan'er's body still withstand?"

Dugu Bo asked with concern written across his face.

"Once the poison core has fully condensed, it should be able to absorb toxins equivalent to around thirty percent of the Soul Power you release."

After receiving Lin Feng's precise answer, Dugu Bo's gaze sharpened.

"Seventh Spirit Ability, Martial Soul Avatar."

Dugu Bo transformed into the Jade Vine Snake Emperor and spewed poison mist that filled the sky.

As Dugu Yan circulated the poison core, the poison mist was devoured entirely by Dugu Yan at the center like a vortex.

Another quarter of an hour passed.

Dugu Yan slowly opened her eyes and rose to her feet.

"Lin Feng, Grandpa, I did it."

"Thank you for your hard work."

As she looked at Lin Feng lying on the ground and her exhausted grandfather, Dugu Yan's eyes grew moist.

"What hard work?"

Lin Feng abruptly sat up and shot her a meaningful look.

You broke your promise yesterday. You'd better compensate me properly today.

"We're family. Why say such things?"

"How do you feel now?"

Though Dugu Bo looked tired, he still asked with concern.

"My Soul Power is at Rank 40 now, and I can feel all the toxins in my body condensing in my dantian."

"I feel like I can use both poison and Soul Power more flexibly now."

Dugu Yan wiped her eyes and spoke happily.

"Lin Feng, after condensing this inner core..."

"My Soul Power has finally surpassed yours for once."

After recovering from her emotions, Dugu Yan began swaying her head smugly as she showed off to Lin Feng.

"Is that so, Yan'er?"

Lin Feng's lips curled slightly as he instantly unleashed his strongest Soul Power state.

The immortal herb, all those poisons, and thirty percent of Dugu Bo's Soul Power had raised her by a total of nine ranks.

And she thought she had surpassed him.

Too naive.

"Rank 40 Soul Power?"

Dugu Yan and Dugu Bo exclaimed in unison.

"Ah, ah!"

"Grandpa, he's bullying me."

"After I finished consuming the immortal herb, our Soul Power had only just become equal."

Dugu Yan threw herself into Dugu Bo's arms, feeling dejected.

"Hahaha, then once I absorb the Crimson Flame Supreme Yang Immortal Grade, won't the gap become even greater?"

"Hmm?"

Lin Feng looked at Dugu Yan teasingly, prompting her to pout and pound Dugu Bo's chest.

"Grandpa, look at him."

"Lin Feng is awful!"

Watching the two play around, Dugu Bo could not help but feel warmth spread through his heart. The more he looked at Lin Feng, the more satisfied he became.

If I'm gone someday, I'll be at ease knowing Lin Feng will be there for Yan'er.

The only thing left was to take advantage of these old bones while they could still be of use and help them improve their strength as quickly as possible.

"Hahaha!"

"You two, stop messing around."

"Lin Feng, once you finish absorbing the immortal herb, I'll take you to Sunset Forest to hunt for spirit rings."

Dugu Bo looked at the two with a kind smile.

At the same time, Dugu Yan shot Lin Feng a fierce, resentful glare.

It was as if she were telling him that if she did not wear him out completely tonight, he could forget about getting out of bed.

When Lin Feng met Dugu Yan's gaze, he hurriedly looked away.

This young lady is in great shape. I can't afford to provoke her. I really can't.

Lin Feng then sat down cross-legged and began absorbing the Crimson Flame Supreme Yang Immortal Grade.

Because his Martial Soul was compatible with the immortal herb.

This time, Lin Feng absorbed the immortal herb exceptionally smoothly.

After a while.

The immortal herb completely fused with Lin Feng's body.

"Martial Soul Possession, Emperor Flame Nine-Headed Dragon."

Lin Feng stood and slowly summoned his Martial Soul, his expression solemn.

After absorbing the Crimson Flame Supreme Yang Immortal Grade, the Emperor Flame Nine-Headed Dragon had become even higher in quality, reaching the pinnacle among fire-attribute Martial Souls.

It had evolved into Ultimate Fire.

Who Do You Think You Are, Yu Tianheng? You Love Taunting People? Beat Him Up!

The enormous nine-headed phantom of the Emperor Flame Nine-Headed Dragon covered the sky, radiating powerful Ultimate Fire.

The surrounding flames were terrifyingly hot, enough to make anyone shrink back in fear.

More importantly, his Soul Power had risen considerably as well. If calculated by the standards of a Soul Elder, it would be at least seven or eight ranks.

But a Soul Ancestor required more Soul Power for each rank, so it was probably only around five or six ranks.

Dugu Yan could not help taking several steps back, releasing her Soul Power to resist the surging heatwave.

Even Dugu Bo was repeatedly astonished.

Despite possessing a Top-tier Martial Soul himself, he could actually sense a trace of draconic pressure from Lin Feng.

A Top-tier Martial Soul was not necessarily an ultimate Martial Soul, but an ultimate Martial Soul was stronger than most Top-tier Martial Souls.

"Lin Feng, hurry up and put away your Martial Soul."

"It's scorching."

Unable to endure the high temperature, Dugu Yan hurriedly said.

"Alright."