"What a pity, Tang San managed to escape!"
After the battle, Huo Wu and the others gathered back in the Botanical Team's tent. Huo Wu slammed her hand on the table in annoyance.
"Sister Dieying's results are already quite good. She forced Tang San to use his trump card of Spatial Teleportation and even made the Shrek Team admit defeat once."
According to my calculations, if the Shrek Team concedes more than three times in this qualifying round, they will be ranked outside the top fifteen.
They will definitely miss the finals!
Shui Bing'er offered her analysis, her expression quite confident.
If she hadn't known Tang San possessed the Soul Skill of instant teleportation before, she would have been quite passive, but now that she knows, she only needs to take appropriate measures.
Therefore, if Tang San doesn't have any other powerful backup plans, he will undoubtedly lose if he fights her.
She's been preparing a super big gift for Tang San lately!
"While I'm not confident I can defeat Tang San, his teammates won't be coming back unscathed once they leave the field!"
Meng Yiran from the Exotic Beast Academy also spoke up. Although her strength was no weaker than Shui Bing'er and Huo Wu, as a weapon Soul Master, she was somewhat restrained by Tang San.
In addition, her powerful Soul Skill of Spatial Teleportation made her less confident in defeating Tang San.
Although I'm very unwilling, this is reality.
"Huh? Dean?"
While deep in thought, Little Nine suddenly looked up at the outside of the tent. His special ability allowed him to sense the arrival of his headmaster, Suosite, through the tent's isolation barrier, and that Soster had brought someone with him.
No, it wasn't just one person, it was two!
"Dean!"
"Grandfather!"
The next moment, three figures entered the tent. The one in the lead was Suosite, the dean of the Plant Academy, and to his right was Dragon Duke Meng Shu, the dean of the Exotic Beast Academy, who was also Meng Yiran's grandfather.
"Grandpa, what brings you here?"
Meng Yiran quickly ran to her grandfather's side and hugged his arm affectionately.
"Of course, I came for our precious Yiran!"
Dragon Duke Meng Shu stroked his beard and chuckled. He really had come for his beloved granddaughter.
"The little fellow's senses are quite good! He can even sense my presence!"
The other side of Suosite, the handsome middle-aged man, immediately turned his gaze to Little Nine as soon as he entered, looking her over with surprise and admiration.
Although he didn't deliberately conceal his aura, it was still not something an ordinary person could perceive, let alone with an isolation barrier in between.
This little guy is quite interesting!
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
Little Nine seemed to have finally confirmed the other party's cultivation level and strength, and hurriedly bowed in respect.
"Your Majesty?"
This address of "Your Majesty" greatly surprised Huo Wu and the others standing nearby. It should be known that in the Douluo Continent, only Titled Douluo are qualified to be addressed as "Your Majesty," which means that this heroic middle-aged man is a Titled Douluo.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
After regaining their senses, Huo Wu and the others quickly bowed and paid their respects, their eyes filled with admiration as they looked at the middle-aged man.
As Soul Master, their greatest aspiration is naturally to reach the pinnacle of Soul Master — the Titled Douluo, which is also their lifelong pursuit.
Now that a living, breathing Titled Douluo is right before their eyes, how could they not be excited?
"Let me introduce you. This is Dragon Duke Meng Shu, the dean of the Exotic Beast Academy, whom you all probably know a little about. And this is the Spirit Hall's honored guest— the Snake Lance Douluo."
Suosite then introduced the two men he had brought, explaining to everyone that the middle-aged man's title was Snake Lance.
" Snake Lance!"
Meng Yiran's heart skipped a beat. She looked at the Snake Lance Douluo with curiosity, vaguely sensing that this Titled Douluo was likely after her.
The next moment, Meng Yiran's premonition came true. After turning his gaze away from Little Nine, the Snake Lance Douluo looked at Meng Yiran.
"Child, unleash your Martial Soul so this old man can see it."
He did come for Meng Yiran this time, and if she meets his criteria, he wouldn't mind taking her as his disciple.
Meng Yiran looked at her grandfather, and seeing him nod, she released her Martial Soul, the Serpent Cane.
"Not bad, very good! Come, child, take a look at my martial Martial Soul!"
After carefully examining Meng Yiran's Snake Staff Martial Spirit, Snake Lance Douluo nodded in satisfaction and then summoned his own Snake Lance Martial Soul.
A Snake Lance spear, at least eighteen feet long, appeared. Little Nine and the others, seeing the two people's Martial Soul, roughly understood the Snake Lance Douluo's purpose.
Because the Snake Lance Douluo's Martial Soul and Meng Yiran's Martial Soul have too many similarities.
The Snake Lance Douluo's Martial Soul, the Snake Lance, has a serpent pattern coiled on the shaft, with the serpent's head extending from the top, transforming into a twisted spear blade, which looks quite ferocious.
Meng Yiran's Snake Staff Martial Spirit is shaped like a snake, with a sharp blade extending from its wide-open mouth at the top.
The appearance of beast patterns on Tool Martial Spirit is quite extraordinary; absorbing Soul Ring of the corresponding beast can have unexpected effects.
No wonder the Snake Lance Douluo took a liking to Meng Yiran and even personally descended upon her.
"Child, would you be willing to become my disciple?"
Seeing that Meng Yiran seemed to understand the deeper meaning, the Snake Lance Douluo spoke decisively.
Over the years, he has been troubled by the issue of his own succession. Although he has descendants, none of them have inherited his Snake Spear Martial Spirit.
There's nothing that can be done about it, since his Martial Soul was originally a mutated one. The younger generation inherits the Martial Soul of their predecessors, which are either snake-type Beast Martial Soul or simple spear Martial Soul.
If even the Martial Soul form is not suitable, how can one's own inheritance be passed down completely?
So after hearing about Meng Yiran's situation, he rushed over immediately. Upon seeing her, he immediately felt that this girl was born to be his disciple.
Although she was very excited, Meng Yiran did not immediately agree, but instead looked at her grandfather.
Her grandfather knew far more than she did, so she naturally had to consult his opinion on this matter.
"Yiran, you don't need to worry about your grandpa and grandma's opinions on this matter. You can make your own decision. Whatever choice you make, your grandpa and grandma will support you!"
Dragon Duke Meng Shu lovingly stroked his beloved granddaughter's hair, leaving the choice entirely to her.
"Disciple Meng Yiran greets Master!"
Taking a deep breath, Meng Yiran walked up to Snake Lance Douluo, knelt down solemnly, and bowed three times, clearly agreeing to become Snake Lance Douluo's disciple.
In fact, she has been quite troubled over the years. Her Martial Soul, the Serpent Cane, is very different from Martial Soul of her grandparents. Although it is called a staff, it is more like a spear or lance, with a straight shaft and an additional sharp blade.
This meant that the inheritance from her grandparents could not meet her requirements, and she could not fully utilize the characteristics of her own Martial Soul.
Even though her grandfather specially found many gun-type Martial Soul Master to guide her, she was still far from perfect.
If one could become the disciple of the Snake Lance Douluo now, one would surely be able to fully utilize the advantages of one's own Martial Soul.
Therefore, not only is she very suitable to be the disciple of Snake Lance Douluo, but Snake Lance Douluo is also very suitable to be her teacher.
"Get up quickly!"
Snake Lance Douluo happily helped Meng Yiran up, becoming more and more satisfied with his newly accepted disciple.
"Your Majesty, this is Yiran's apprenticeship ceremony!"
At this moment, Dragon Duke Meng Shu suddenly took out a brocade box and handed it to the Snake Lance Douluo, emphasizing the importance of the apprenticeship ceremony.
"You old rascal, you're trying to outsmart me!"
The Snake Lance Douluo has lived for nearly a hundred years; how could he not understand the deeper meaning in Dragon Duke Meng Shu's words?
He chuckled and took the brocade box, then took out a snake-shaped headband and handed it to Meng Yiran, saying, "This is a Head Soul Bone I once obtained, called the Eye of Medusa. It contains a time-based Soul Skill, enough to help you achieve a good ranking in this competition!"
Even if Dragon Duke Meng Shu hadn't said anything, he would have given this piece of Head Soul Bone to Meng Yiran; in fact, it was a gift he had prepared for Meng Yiran long ago.
After all, he had learned about the Exotic Beast Academy Team before he came. Apart from Meng Yiran was quite outstanding, the others were all quite average.
It will be quite difficult for a team like this to perform well in the finals. If Meng Yiran performs poorly in the finals, it will only be him, the teacher, who will lose face.
That's why he specially brought this Soul Bone for Meng Yiran to use temporarily.
However, this Head Soul Bone startled Dragon Duke Meng Shu, who stared wide-eyed.
"Your Majesty, this gift is far too precious!"
With his cultivation level, he could naturally see the preciousness of this Head Soul Bone, which was definitely close to being Soul Bone of 100,000 years old.
Compared to this return gift, the apprenticeship gift he prepared was utterly worthless.
"It's nothing, I just need to borrow it for a while!"
With a nonchalant wave of his hand, Snake Lance Douluo really had no intention of giving this Soul Bone to Meng Yiran.
It wasn't that he was reluctant to part with it, nor was it that the Soul Bone was too precious.
Honestly, since the advent of Spirit Armor, the value of Soul Bone has been greatly reduced.
Compared to the Spirit Armor, which has unlimited growth potential, the Soul Bone, which cannot continue to grow, is really not that great. Only the Soul Skill contained within it have some reference value.
"It's just a loan!"
Meng Yiran pouted, feeling that her cheap teacher was really too stingy.
Ouch!
Although Meng Yiran was only muttering to herself, the Snake Lance Douluo, with his profound cultivation, could not possibly fail to hear her. When Meng Yiran flicked her fair forehead with an annoyed gesture, Meng Yiran bursting into tears.
It hurts so much!
"You ungrateful girl! Soul Bone are nothing but trash that's about to be phased out. If I didn't want you to make a good impression in the Spirit Hall, would I have given you this kind of garbage that can only quickly increase your strength in a short time?"
Snake Lance Douluo patiently explained, which was why he said that this Soul Bone was only being borrowed.
Even later, as long as Meng Yiran fully comprehends the time-based Soul Skill within the Soul Bone, he will allow Meng Yiran to separate it again.
"Rubbish?"
Not only Meng Yiran, the person involved, confused, but everyone around her was equally puzzled.
Soul Bone are clearly the most precious treasures in the Soul Master World, so why are they considered trash in this esteemed ruler's words?
"There are some things you can't understand now. Once you officially join the Soul Bone Spirit Hall, you'll understand that even a 100,000-year-old Soul Bone is just a slightly larger piece of trash."
The Snake Lance Douluo didn't explain in detail, but only gave a brief hint.
Although everyone was still very puzzled, they wisely refrained from asking any further questions.
"Your Majesty, there is something I am unsure whether I should say."
Looking at the Head Soul Bone that Meng Yiran was carefully holding in her hands, Suosite seemed to remember something and spoke with a solemn expression.