Douluo Dalu: Three-Headed Dragon King

While Tang San was still crying out his grievances to the heavens in the wilderness outside Heaven Dou City, Yu Tianming had already returned to the Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena with Xiao Wu.

Having just agreed to sacrifice herself, Xiao Wu was still emotionally shaken. Her face was flushed unnaturally, and her disheveled clothing hinted at something that could easily be misunderstood.

Seeing her in this state, the expressions of the Blue Tyrant Academy team members grew strange. Zhu Zhuqing sighed inwardly, 'What a sin... If Tang San were to see this scene, how heartbroken would he be?'

Unlike the others, Dugu Yan didn't give it much thought—she knew that nothing could have happened in such a short time.

She didn't pay attention to Xiao Wu's appearance and instead smiled at Yu Tianming. "Tianming, the next match is about to start—Thunderclap Academy versus Purple Star Academy. Tianheng is one of the participants."

For some reason, Yu Tianheng hadn't gone to Heaven Dou Imperial Academy but had instead joined the Thunderclap Academy under the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Hearing that his younger cousin would be appearing, Yu Tianming's interest was piqued. He sat down beside Dugu Yan and said with a smile, "I didn't expect Tianheng to appear during the qualifiers. That's a bit too cautious, isn't it?"

Dugu Yan explained, "Well, among Thunderclap's team, only Tianheng's strength is extraordinary. The others can't guarantee victory."

Ning Rongrong perked up. As the daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, she had access to a lot of insider information on the participating teams. She asked curiously, "None of the current teams have anyone above Soul Ancestor rank. Could it be that Yu Tianheng has already reached Soul King level, like the Golden Generation from the Spirit Hall?"

Yu Tianming nodded with a satisfied smile. "Good guess, Rongrong. Tianheng is indeed at the Soul King level. If there's anyone in this tournament capable of contending with the Spirit Hall's team, it would be Tianheng and Tianxin from our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

Hearing this, all the Blue Tyrant team members sucked in a cold breath. The higher a soul master's level, the harder it was to cultivate. The Elephant Armor Clan had three Soul Ancestors, which was already impressive. But to have a Soul King in a team of youths under 25? That was shocking.

What Yu Tianming didn't say was that while the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation were also Soul Kings, Tianheng, having absorbed a Ninth-Grade Dragon Ganoderma and a full set of soul bones, was already on the cusp of becoming a Soul Emperor—just one soul ring away.

Seeing the reactions around him, Flender spoke sternly, "You little monsters are mostly in your teens. The top teams are filled with people in their twenties. Our goal this time is to perform well and make it to the finals."

Dai Mubai's eyes gleamed. He thought, 'Davis' talent is weaker than mine, so he shouldn't be at Soul King level yet. With Tang San's bizarre Blue Silver Grass, maybe I really can beat Davis this time.'

Seeing Dai Mubai encouraged, Flender nodded in satisfaction. Dai Mubai had been the strongest of the Shrek students when Tang San joined, already at level 37. Reaching the Soul Ancestor level after a year was normal.

Ma Hongjun chimed in enthusiastically, "Boss Dai, I feel like I'm about to hit level 30. Zhu Zhuqing's been stuck at level 29 for half a year too. Once we break through, getting to the finals will be a piece of cake!"

With morale high, Flender let out a hoarse laugh. "Alright, brats. Let's see how a powerhouse like Thunderclap Academy fights."

At that moment, Thunderclap Academy's team had already activated their martial souls. Other than Yu Tianheng's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, there were Thunderbirds and Thunder Leopards—every single one of them was lightning-element. The moment they stood together, crackling thunder echoed around them.

Once all martial souls were active, the referee called out, "Battle start!"

Purple Star Academy's team charged forward aggressively.

Dai Mubai and the others stared intently—this was one of the favorites to win the tournament.

But to their surprise, Thunderclap didn't move at all. It wasn't until the Purple Star team got close that Yu Tianheng suddenly unleashed a blast of brilliant blue lightning.

When the light faded, all seven of Purple Star's members lay convulsing on the ground.

"I didn't even see Yu Tianheng attack! And Purple Star lost already? They must be weaklings," Ma Hongjun scoffed.

But Dai Mubai narrowed his eyes. "Fatty, they may not be top-tier, but they were all over level 30. They were just completely outclassed—Tianheng's martial soul quality and his twenty-plus level advantage were overwhelming."

After the match ended, Yu Tianming stood and said, "Yan-yan, Rongrong, let's go visit Tianheng."

Dugu Yan smiled and stood up.

Ning Rongrong was clearly excited. "I've heard that Blue Lightning has three prodigies—Tianxin, Tianheng, and you, Brother Tianming. I've met Tianxin during events at Imperial Academy. Now I get to meet the last of the three!"

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Thunderclap Academy Seating Area

"Young Sect Master." ×N

Teachers and students alike stood when they saw Yu Tianming arrive.

In this world, where strength is king, talent represented future dominance. Though Yu Tianming had left the sect at a young age and spent years training in places like the Slaughter City, Sea God Island, and Dragon Valley, he was still well known among the clan.

Yu Tianming waved his hand to greet everyone before naturally sitting next to Yu Tianheng.

"Tianming-ge, let me introduce someone. This is Huo Wushuang, captain of Blazing Academy. He's our cousin—our fourth grandaunt's grandson," Tianheng explained.

The Blue Lightning patriarch, Yu Yuanzhen, had four siblings. The eldest was Yu Yuanzhen himself, followed by Yu Luomian, then Yu Tianming's grandfather, and finally their younger sister—the headmistress of Blazing Academy. Her martial soul had mutated from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon to a Fire Horned Tyrant Dragon, just like Liu Erlong.

After falling in love with a fellow fire-type soul master, she had a son named Huo Zhan, who passed the fire dragon soul down to Huo Wushuang. Perhaps Liu Erlong's mutation wasn't a coincidence—after all, the Blue Lightning bloodline had fire dragon lineage to begin with.

Yu Tianming clapped Huo Wushuang's shoulder and smiled like an old friend. "Cousin Wushuang, Ah Zhu's mentioned you before. I didn't expect to meet you here. This is my fiancée, Dugu Yan, granddaughter of the Poison Douluo, and this is Ning Rongrong from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan."

Before Huo Wushuang could respond, a clear voice came from outside the lounge.

"Tianming-ge, you're not just meeting Cousin Wushuang—you're meeting your cousin Huo Wu, too!"

A tall, stunning girl walked in. She was even taller than her brother, with fair skin, silver-glinting eyes, and long dark red curls that reached her waist. Her red-and-gold Blazing Academy uniform fit her perfectly.

"She's my younger sister, Huo Wu," Huo Wushuang explained. "She's a bit spoiled. Please don't take her seriously."

Huo Wu rolled her eyes at her brother and plopped down across from Yu Tianming. Smiling sweetly, she said, "I've heard that my older cousin from Blue Lightning is both talented and strong. I didn't expect you to be so handsome too."

Yu Tianming chuckled awkwardly and didn't respond.

Huo Wushuang changed the topic. "Tianming, I heard Ah Zhu and Ah Zi joined the last tournament and did well. Why didn't they join this time? Why send that brutal Tang San instead?"

Yu Tianming's eyes gleamed as he smiled faintly. "Their martial souls are both dragon-type, just with different elements. They're working on a fusion technique. As for the tournament, we've got Tianheng and Tianxin."

Huo Wu leaned forward, eyes shining. "I know Tianheng is a Soul King, but what about you, Cousin Tianming? How strong are you? Why didn't you join the tournament?"

Everyone turned toward Yu Tianming. If Tianheng was already a Soul King, what level was their prodigious sect heir?

Yu Tianming sighed and leaned back. "You can guess. How strong do you think I am?"

Huo Wushuang speculated, "Tianheng's a Soul King—could you be a Soul Emperor?"

Yu Tianming shook his head.

Huo Wu, bold as ever, pushed her brother aside and wedged herself between him and Yu Tianming. She was so tall and curvy that even with her brother making room, the three were pressed tightly together. Not far away, Ning Rongrong's expression darkened.

Huo Wu brushed her red hair behind her ear and said excitedly, "Could it be... Soul Sage? And you're only nineteen, like me!"

Yu Tianming smiled teasingly. "You're all underestimating me. I'm already a Title Douluo."

Everyone froze.

Those from Thunderclap Academy—closely connected to Blue Lightning—knew the sect could elevate even a 0.5 innate power like Yu Xiaogang to level 29. With Yu Tianming's monstrous talent, Soul Sage wasn't unthinkable.

But Title Douluo? That was the peak of the continent. Not even the Four Great Clans had one. Was he joking?

Huo Wu clearly didn't believe it either and pouted. "C'mon, Cousin. With our age, there's no way we could reach that level. Tell the truth already."

Yu Tianming sighed. 'Even if I tell the truth, no one believes me. Tang San reached this level in his early twenties. With my advantage and talent, why wouldn't I be even stronger?'

Without a word, he released his martial soul—nine soul rings emerged under his feet.

But before anyone could see them clearly, Yu Tianming, Dugu Yan, and Ning Rongrong all disappeared from the lounge.

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After a full day of matches, Flender brought the Blue Tyrant team back to the academy near the arena.

Since Liu Erlong fused her martial soul with Yu Tianming's, she had left team affairs to her father, Yu Luomian, and focused on gardening in Blue Tyrant Forest. Thus, responsibility fell back on Flender.

He was more than happy to support his goddess and tackled the work with enthusiasm.

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Blue Tyrant Academy Dorms

Tang San had been lying on his bed the entire day. His pillow was soaked with tears again and again. He couldn't understand what happened during his unconsciousness that destroyed all his meridians below his Qi Sea.

He hadn't even married in either life. The most intimate moment he'd ever had was sharing a bed with Xiao Wu in primary academy.

Though a hardened killer trained by the Tang Sect, Tang San still cried when he thought of Yu Tianming's smug face.

As he curled up under the blankets in sorrow, the dormitory door suddenly opened.

(End of Chapter)

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