Chapter 218: Tang San vs. Bibi Dong (Part 1)

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At this moment, silence fell over everything.

Everyone directly or indirectly witnessing this scene couldn't help but feel nervous.

Tang San, the master of martial soul theory. His decision could now influence the entire continent's situation. The common soul masters benefited by his theories would likely choose to join the Martial Soul Hall in large numbers once Tang San joined.

In Tian Dou City, within the Prince's Palace, Xue Qinghe hoped for Tang San to join the Martial Soul Hall, yet he didn't want Tang San to become a subordinate of that woman. "Clearly, he should be mine!"

In Moon Pavilion, Tang Yuehua was even more anxious. "Little San, how will you choose? Please don't do anything foolish. Although the Haotian Sect did not raise you, your second martial soul still ultimately came from the Haotian Sect."

In the main headquarters of the Haotian Sect, the five elders and Tang Xiao couldn't help but clench their fists.

How could such an outstanding younger generation join the Martial Soul Hall? Wouldn't that be acknowledging an enemy as one's father?

"What is Tang Hao's idiot son doing?" The seventh elder was furious. "Didn't he tell Tang San about his background in the Haotian Sect? He should have immediately refused!"

"Perhaps, Tang Hao really hasn't told Tang San where he comes from," Tang Xiao said, with a bitter expression, as he thought of something.

"Hmph, even if he hasn't told him, I refuse to believe that Tang San, with his intelligence, doesn't understand what his second martial soul represents." The second elder also lost his temper.

The third elder was puzzled, "But why can his Haotian Hammer be beastified?"

On this point, no one could understand. They could only speculate in the direction of mutation. Meanwhile, Tang San in the background slowly raised his hand and asked Bibi Dong, "Respected Pope, I believe you should know what my second martial soul signifies... Will the Martial Soul Hall accept me? It is rumored that the former Pope was gravely injured by the Haotian Sect's abandoned disciple and later died..."

These words were bold.

And the intelligent people present realized who exactly this Tang San was, the son of which disciple from the Haotian Sect.

Tang Hao!

That madman!

Why the former Pope wanted to trouble Tang Hao initially wasn't clear to many present, but what could be confirmed now was that after that battle, Tang San was born, and Tang Hao also broke through the Titled Douluo rank, severely injuring the former Pope Qian Xunji, to the extent that he eventually died...

Although there were doubts about "dying", many people knew that reaching the level of a Titled Douluo, as long as there was a breath left and life force wasn't depleted, one could be saved through the treatment of soul masters. Moreover, the Martial Soul Hall had Soul Saints and above for healing. However, no one could doubt Tang Hao's strength.

Moreover, the Haotian Sect had a feud with the Martial Soul Hall.

The current Pope was even the disciple of the former Pope. How would he deal with Tang San now?

"You're welcome to join," surprisingly, Bibi Dong smiled, dispelling the solemn atmosphere, "The Martial Soul Hall welcomes anyone to join. Even when the Haotian Sect clashed with the Martial Soul Hall in the past, it was just a matter of them being ordered to close the mountain, to reflect on themselves. It didn't mean they were forbidden from going down the mountain to purchase goods or hunt soul beasts."

"Therefore, you need not worry."

"If those elders in the Elder's Hall disagree, I will speak to them. Since my identity as the heir of the Godly Inheritance has been exposed by that beast, I no longer need to conceal it."

"Within twenty years, I will break through to the Hundredth Rank and achieve divinity."

"And, I can tell you clearly, my strength has already reached ninety-nine ranks, unrivaled in the world. It's just that due to accepting the Divine Inheritance's assessment, my soul power is restricted, and under normal circumstances, I can only exert ninety-eight rank strength."

"Regardless of the past, present, or future, those elders in the Elder's Hall must give me face."

Speaking of the past, Bibi Dong paused slightly. Tang San keenly sensed that he might have recalled his past terrible experiences.

And Bibi Dong's words were also showcasing his strength and credentials to the world...

For her, within twenty years, achieving divinity was possible!

Joining the Martial Soul Hall was the future!

After a long time, Bibi Dong calmed his mood and looked at Tang San, "Now, give me your answer, Tang San. Are you willing to join the Martial Soul Hall? Your talent, in my eyes, surpasses all the elders in the Elder's Hall combined. If you join the Martial Soul Hall, I can directly appoint you as a Holy Son and a candidate for the next Pope. After I become a god, when I ascend to the divine realm in the future, you will be the next Pope of the Martial Soul Hall."

Faced with the temptation of power, Tang San remained silent for a moment and sighed.

This scene caused many hearts to skip a beat.

Was he unwilling?

"Pope, I believe you should know that I'm not someone who's interested in power. Trying to recruit me with power won't succeed." Tang San stood with one hand across his chest, bowing to Bibi Dong, ninety degrees, with an extremely sincere attitude. "However, joining the Martial Soul Hall is not impossible."

Seeing Tang San perform such a grand gesture, Bibi Dong's eyebrows slightly raised. He felt that Tang San might say something shocking next and couldn't help asking, "What are your conditions?"

"Conquer me!"

Tang San's words were shocking. "Whether by force or by your personal charm... Of course, you need not sacrifice your appearance. After all, beautiful skin is common, but an interesting soul is rare."

In an instant, the whole arena fell silent, even the audience watching through the mother-son soul-guided projection spheres were speechless at this scene.

To dare speak to the Pope like this...

Tang San was the first!

And the reason Tang San dared to speak like this was also because he had probably figured out Bibi Dong's character and knew that in such a situation, the other party wouldn't suddenly act.

After all, everyone on the continent was directly or indirectly watching.

Hmm... There's a bit of moral coercion in there.

After a moment of silence, Bibi Dong spoke, "You are indeed humorous. I also understand your meaning. Strength is the language of soul masters. The strong can arrange the fate of the weak, while personal charm can be said to be wisdom... Strength and wisdom. To sit on the throne requires excellent assistants, but excellent assistants will also choose excellent rulers."

"I acknowledge your excellence, but challenging me is provocation against the Martial Soul Hall!"

"If I were to punish you, how would you appease my anger?"

Without hesitation, Tang San replied, "With these three ten thousand year Soul Bones won by the Tian Dou Imperial Team, how about that as compensation?"

Bibi Dong's breath hitched.

These three ten thousand year Soul Bones originally belonged to the Martial Soul Hall but were now the champion prize of the Tian Dou Imperial Team. Using them as compensation could indeed offset Tang San's offense.

After all, ten thousand year old soul bones were coveted even by Titled Douluo.

But for some reason, she couldn't help feeling that the current Tang San was extremely annoying. She couldn't resist wanting to teach him a lesson, yet she couldn't bring herself to dislike him, as if she were tolerating the mischief and playfulness of a younger generation... Is this what they call an "interesting soul"?

"Three ten thousand year old Soul Bones are indeed enough, but can you represent the entire Tian Dou Imperial Team in making this decision?" Bibi Dong questioned.

"I can!"

Below, all members of the Tian Dou Imperial Team, whether on or off the field, unanimously agreed.

"Pope, did you hear that?" Tang San smiled slightly. "I can make decisions... So, could you, as the strongest at the pinnacle of soul masters, kindly enlighten me, your junior?"

Bibi Dong withdrew her gaze from the Tian Dou Imperial Team members and heard Tang San's compliment. She sighed, "You are indeed a captain with great personal charm. I also appreciate your wisdom and courage. However, in challenging someone at the Soul King level, have you not shown some lack of self-awareness?"

As soon as her words fell, Bibi Dong's majestic aura was released, like a tide, causing the airflow on the mountainside to become chaotic.

Countless strong people present bowed their heads in fear, only Titled Douluo-level experts could grit their teeth and, under the immense pressure, strive to look towards Bibi Dong.

What shocked these Titled Douluo-level experts was that Tang San actually withstood the pressure and faced Bibi Dong directly.

"Truly interesting," Bibi Dong retracted her aura, smiling faintly. "To withstand my pressure, your body must have already reached the level of a Titled Douluo, hasn't it?"

"Pope, I have always been self-aware, and—"

Tang San clasped his fist and bowed at a forty-five-degree angle. "Morning listens to the Dao, evening can die."

"Good!"

Bibi Dong was shaken inwardly—["Morning listens to the Dao, evening can die"]—the young man before her was truly a master of theory and possessed an extraordinarily firm inner resolve.

Such talent!

Such courage!

How could his wishes not be granted?

The two of them arrived at the "Douluo Continent" arena, and everyone else exited.

Bibi Dong said, "In this contest, I will not use soul skills, nor will I use my Martial Soul. I will limit my soul power to suppress below level ninety-five. What do you think?"

Level ninety-five and above...

This indicated that Bibi Dong acknowledged Tang San, a Soul King, as already possessing the strength to contend with a Titled Douluo, at least able to hold his own for a while.

"I think, Your Holiness, you can raise your soul power a bit, say, to level ninety-eight," Tang San released his Blue Silver Emperor, revealing one yellow, two purple, one black, and one red soul rings, with the five rings beginning to overlap in a peculiar way, "Just give me a little preparation time, and I will have the strength to not disappoint you."

Noticing the changes after the first two soul rings overlapped, Tang San's soul power fluctuated qualitatively. Bibi Dong's gaze became slightly serious, but she still smiled, "Of course, as long as you don't need an entire afternoon to prepare."

"Thank you for your understanding, Your Holiness."

Tang San thanked her, and the third, fourth, and fifth soul rings were also fitted in, with each ring interlocking. From the inside out, three rings rotated clockwise while two rotated counterclockwise.

Moreover, intricate patterns gradually appeared above the soul rings, subtly combining with each other, making them an integrated whole.

The Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul also grew wildly, enveloping Tang San's entire body and transforming into silver-blue armor, including chest armor, shoulder armor, waist protection, battle skirt, leg armor, and boots, all tightly adhering to his body as if they were part of it, extremely splendid.

The color of the soul ring formed by the fusion of the five soul rings changed, taking on a golden-blue hue, with a phantom of the Blue Silver Emperor appearing at its core, its twelve long leaves extending outwards, weaving through the gaps, and spreading to the outside, emitting energy of blue and white colors, illuminating Tang San like a divine being.

The intense breath of life emanating from it covered the entire arena, causing Blue Silver Grass to grow around and the nearby audience to feel refreshed.

But what shocked those Titled Douluo-level experts even more was that Tang San's current soul power fluctuation had already reached the level of a Titled Douluo and was extremely close to level ninety-six!

"To be able to rival a Titled Douluo with the power of a Soul King, and at level ninety-five!" Sword Douluo couldn't help but exclaim, "Although I don't know what's going on with Tang San's current state and how long it can last, he can already stand shoulder to shoulder with us Titled Douluo. Is this the weight of a true master of martial soul theory?"

Poison Douluo also wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, secretly saying, "Fortunately, when I mentioned during the Yin Yang Wisdom Eyes that I would wait for him to finish cultivating and then exchange pointers with him, it was just talk, I didn't actually make a move, otherwise I might really have lost."

The others didn't know what to say and could only stare blankly at the young man before them who had surpassed most of them at the age of fourteen, feeling amazed, envious, shocked, and at least a little jealous.

The gap was just too large.

"Clap, clap, clap!" Bibi Dong applauded, and one yellow, three purple, four black, and one red soul rings rose, exclaiming, "I have never seen such a dazzling soul master. I wonder, what technique is this? It looks like soul fusion?"

"It is indeed soul fusion, but I have made some improvements," Tang San smiled faintly, "Each of my soul ring abilities can complement each other, and they all follow the path of life. By merging in this way, it is much stronger than the past method of forcefully sticking soul rings together."

"In this way, it can be said that all the energy within the soul rings is fully unleashed. It's equivalent to the energy eruption of the precursor of the soul rings, the five-headed soul beast, and because the energy is too powerful, it will inject into the Martial Soul and automatically condense into this energy-shaped armor..."

"The specific reason, I haven't figured out yet, but I call this process Soul Power Materialization."

"And I call this set of armor:"

"Martial Soul True Body Armor!"

"It is indeed more powerful than the Martial Soul True Body, but does it have a time limit? Aren't you afraid that I will delay time?" Bibi Dong curiously asked, "Aren't you afraid that I will delay time?"

"Your Holiness, if you have any doubts, I'm here to explain. Also, because of the characteristics my soul rings and soul skills impart to my Martial Soul, my Blue Silver Emperor can draw energy from the earth and also from the light of the sun and moon."

Tang San continued to explain, "Therefore, the duration of sustainability is actually quite long. The only thing to consider is whether I can withstand the soul power of a Titled Douluo. But it's obvious that my physique and spiritual power have already reached the level of a Titled Douluo, at least above level ninety-five."

"So, Your Holiness, there's no need to worry about my endurance."

Bibi Dong's eyebrows slightly raised; she always felt there was more to Tang San's words.

"However, relying solely on this may not fully satisfy Your Holiness." Tang San raised his left hand, and Haotian Hammer appeared, transforming into Jiuhao. In tune with Tang San's intent, it burst open, turning into pieces of purple-golden armor, slowly embedding onto the silver-blue battle armor.

Suddenly, a purple-golden Chimaera relief condensed on the chest of the battle armor, with five heads attached to the chest, faintly forming a gluttonous giant mouth, within which surged fire, light, wind, water, and poison, five elements, faintly forming an extremely destructive force, as if it could destroy everything.

And after Jiuhao transformed into armor and merged into Tang San's Blue Silver Battle Armor, Tang San's soul power fluctuated again, directly reaching the level of ninety-eight.

At this moment, Bibi Dong's eyes were full of appreciation and anticipation. The soul power fluctuation of level ninety-eight also gushed out, colliding with Tang San's soul power carrying a mixture of life and destruction.

Boom—

Boom boom boom!

The collision of soul power between the two caused the surrounding airflow to surge, stirring up endless gales. The entire "Douluo Continent" became a mess, and the nearby spectators, except for those above Titled Douluo, all retreated, unable to say a word.

Tang San, with his Twin Martial Souls and his research on soul fusion, had actually brought himself to such a formidable level, even comparable to a level ninety-eight expert.

In the Douluo Continent, apart from the Martial Soul Hall, perhaps no one could threaten Tang San anymore, right?

His strength was his greatest asset!

Boom!

At this moment, a sonic boom resounded, and the "Douluo Continent" was split directly in half. In a situation where no one could see their movements, Tang San and Bibi Dong had already collided with each other, their arms intersecting, soul power erupting, and surging energy emanating from both.

One was gray, shrouding everything, as if everything was about to wither; the other was blue and golden, mixed with a little purple, carrying a strong vitality, as if it could revive everything. However, within it also contained a trace of terrifying destructive power, as if it could destroy everything.

"Isn't this a soul ring soul skill?" Bibi Dong felt that her soul power was faintly merging with Tang San's soul power, suddenly realizing—

If she didn't use the Devouring Spider Emperor, and Tang San didn't use that peculiar Haotian Hammer, only analyzing from the perspectives of the Death Spider Emperor and the Blue Silver Emperor, one represented death, and the other represented life. Although their attributes were different, they were relatively complementary. As long as balance was achieved, they could display a Martial Soul Fusion Technique.

According to Tang San's classification of Martial Soul Fusion Techniques, it would be considered Soul Skill Fusion.

But, this wasn't the time to consider these things.

"Now, my soul power is already equivalent to Yours, Your Holiness, and I won't use the main abilities of my soul rings either." Tang San politely smiled, but in his heart, he was secretly shocked, "The inheritor of the Divine Realm truly can't be measured by common sense. This physical strength, compared to my Jade Bone, Golden Skin, and Godly Body Attainment Method, is also not inferior. For experts above level ninety-five, every increase in soul power is a doubling of all previous soul power. To withstand so much soul power, the body naturally must be strong. It seems that I must end this quickly."

"Brother Electrolux, be prepared when the time comes."

Electrolux nodded, "Rest assured, with me here, how could anything go wrong? The soul inside this woman's body is somewhat impure, and her methods of using death and soul are too excessive..."

(End of this chapter)