Douluo Dalu: Transforming Soul Rings into Soul Veins

"And you all?"

Tang San frowned. He had been the last to arrive, so his score was bound to be the lowest. This second stage was also the last stage. If it were an individual assessment, his score probably wouldn't be very high either, and the immortal herb would have no fate with him...

"I also agree with the second one," Tang San said.

As a control-type soul master, he knew very well that in a soul master team, the control-type soul master often played a more important role, second only to the auxiliary-type soul master.

And in terms of status, due to their characteristics, control-type soul masters needed to control the overall situation and would often become the leader of a team.

Therefore, if it were a team battle, the performance of the control-type soul master would greatly affect the direction of the entire battle.

Simply put, he was the one who set the rhythm. His current soul power level was not as good as these people's, but relying on his one hand of Blue Silver Grass and hidden weapons, he couldn't get the first in output, but to control the whole field and assist his teammates, he, Tang San, was still confident he could do it.

Dugu Yan and Hu Liena looked at each other. The former smiled. "Then we'll also choose the second one?"

"Fine."

The two walked into the team. Very tacitly, the four girls stood together.

"Hu Liena, level 39 control-type battle Soul Elder; Dugu Yan, level 35 power-attack-type battle Soul Elder; Ye Lingling, level 35 auxiliary-type tool Soul Elder; Ning Rongrong, level 24 auxiliary-type Soul Grandmaster."

"Yan, level 34 power-attack-type battle Soul Elder; Xie Yue, level 35 agility-attack-type tool Soul Elder; Yu Tianheng, level 32 power-attack-type battle Soul Elder."

"Tang San, level 29, control-type," Tang San rolled his eyes. Having been a God-King, he was suddenly a little tired of this matter of reporting one's soul power level before a battle.

Yu Tianheng looked at Tang San with surprise. "Tang San, aren't you still a few months away from being 9 years old? You're already level 29?"

Tang San smiled indifferently. "Cultivation, one always has to make some progress." His eyes revealed a calmness and wisdom that surpassed his age, as if to say, level is just a number. True strength cannot be measured by level alone.

Dugu Yan snorted lightly, unimpressed by Tang San's attitude.

"I'll give you the time it takes to drink two and a half cups of tea to discuss your martial soul situations and your own advantages, and to formulate a suitable strategy."

"I will suppress my strength to a Soul Elder, and at the same time, only use my first three soul skills."

Ning Rongrong giggled. "Teacher, what are your soul skills? Reveal them a little~~"

"That won't do. We are opponents now. After we fight, you will know. Don't worry, I won't crush you all at once," Lin Feng returned a smile.

Dugu Yan pouted. "Bullying people~~"

Tang San was surprised. What nonsense is this fellow talking? One Soul Elder fighting so many Soul Elders, and with two auxiliary-type soul masters. Does he want to defy the heavens?

Everyone's expression was different, but they all quickly composed themselves and threw themselves into a tense tactical discussion.

Tang San spoke first, his voice calm and clear. "My martial soul is Blue Silver Grass. Although it seems ordinary, it is extremely tough and can provide considerable auxiliary attacks while controlling. I will be mainly responsible for battlefield control and interfering with the opponent's actions, while looking for opportunities to launch a surprise attack."

Dugu Yan pouted, clearly unimpressed by Tang San's Blue Silver Grass, but still briefly introduced herself, "My martial soul is the Jade-Phosphor Poison Dragon Emperor. My close-combat ability is very strong, and at the same time, I am skilled in poison attacks and can release poison from a distance."

Hu Liena said, "My martial soul is the Demon Fox. I am skilled in charm, spiritual attacks, and illusions."

Next, Yan, Xie Yue, and Yu Tianheng also respectively introduced their martial souls and specialties. Everyone proposed their positioning and role in the team according to their own abilities. Ye Lingling and Ning Rongrong, on the other hand, explained in detail how they would provide healing and assistance to their teammates to ensure the team's continuous combat capability.

Time was tight. Everyone quickly exchanged opinions and formulated a preliminary tactical plan. Even when facing Lin Feng, whose strength was suppressed to the Soul Elder level, any slight negligence could lead to defeat.

But on the matter of command, a dispute unexpectedly arose.

Hu Liena frowned. "Tang San, tell me, why must you be the captain?"

Tang San crossed his arms over his chest, without a trace of fear. "My martial soul can take root over the entire battlefield. I have a unique advantage in controlling the overall situation and can capture every subtle change on the battlefield in real time."

"And, as a control-type soul master, I am accustomed to analyzing my opponents in battle and formulating the most suitable counter-strategies. I believe that with me as the captain, we can maximize the overall strength of our team."

Dugu Yan hummed at the side. "Captain, naturally, strength speaks. Tang San, although you have some tricks, don't forget, we have several Soul Elders here. You, a mere Soul Grandmaster, on what basis do you think you can be competent?"

"Soul power level doesn't represent everything. Do you understand what's called strategy and wisdom?"

Ning Rongrong pouted. "You're the most wisest! A Soul Grandmaster who can only bind!"

"You!"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Yu Tianheng hurriedly came out to smooth things over. What kind of madness has possessed this Tang San? Why must he have the command?

"Hey hey hey," he pulled Tang San to one side and gave a sheepish smile to the others. "Let's not talk about it, let's not talk about it. Let Her Highness the Saintess take command," he turned his head and said to Tang San in a low voice, "Don't fight for it. Your strength is not enough."

"Hmph."

Tang San snorted coldly, cursing silently in his heart.

"Then, Yan and Yu Tianheng will take the lead with me. My brother and Dugu Yan will be on the flanks. Tang San will be in the middle, responsible for coordination. And finally, Ning Rongrong and Ye Lingling. Ning Rongrong can move away after casting her soul skill. Dugu Yan will be on the flank, responsible for protecting Ye Lingling's safety."

"Fine. I have no objection."

"Mmm."

Lin Feng stroked his chin. "Then, shall we begin?"

"Alright," the group took their positions and summoned their martial souls.

"Be careful, Teacher!" Yu Tianheng shouted, his martial soul already possessed. He, along with Yan, charged towards Lin Feng.

"Seven Treasures are named: first is Strength, second is Speed."

Ning Rongrong's crisp voice sounded. She waved her hands lightly, and two splendid rays of light respectively landed on Yan, Hu Liena, and Yu Tianheng, instantly enhancing their strength and speed.

Yan's flame martial soul seemed to have had an invisible firewood added to it, the fire growing fiercer. And Yu Tianheng's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul flashed with an even more dazzling light, its speed significantly increased.

"Charm!" Hu Liena's voice slid past everyone's ear like silk. Immediately after, Lin Feng's movements seemed to have a moment of stagnation, a trace of a daze flashing in his eyes, but he quickly regained his clarity.

He dodged and weaved under the offensive of Yan and Tianheng, shaking his head. "Nana, did you forget that my spiritual resistance is very strong? Charm won't work!"

The moment his voice fell, a real sense of pain came from his left and right arms. A flame and a bolt of lightning had just barely broken his defense, leaving two bloody marks, and a little bit of blood emerged.

"Mmm?"

Lin Feng frowned, then closed his eyes. His spirit condensed between his eyebrows and in his eyes. The next moment, the scene before him suddenly changed.

The Yu Tianheng and Yan who were originally in front of him had abruptly appeared on his left and right sides. Their original positions were two phantoms.

"Using charm to hide a deeper illusion? A bit interesting. It seems you have made progress," Lin Feng praised.

Hu Liena opened her mouth, clearly not expecting her illusion to be broken so quickly. In the Spirit Hall academy, it was clear that even a Soul Ancestor would find it difficult to distinguish clearly. It wasn't her fault. Lin Feng had already opened his spiritual sea. The spiritual power was constantly increasing on its own, and the True Qi was also continuously being blessed in his mind.

A look of shock flashed in the eyes of Yu Tianheng and Yan. The two of them had used their soul skills. How could it have only caused this little damage?

The next moment, Lin Feng answered the question in their hearts. A layer of an earthy yellow element appeared on his two arms, and then an earthy yellow light flowed out from his entire body. "I never said I wasn't good at defense. Continue," Lin Feng laughed.

Tang San narrowed his eyes. Seeing that Lin Feng had already reached the coverage range of his Blue Silver Grass, his heart moved silently. Several strands of Blue Silver Grass shot out from the ground, swiftly winding towards Lin Feng's two feet like spirit snakes, intending to restrict his movement.

However, Lin Feng just lightly leaped, easily dodging these surprise-attacking Blue Silver Grasses. Then, with one hand making a sword finger gesture, he swiped at the leaping Blue Silver Grass on the ground.

Boom—

With a "teng" sound, a raging fire ignited on the ground. The flames spread rapidly along the trajectory of the Blue Silver Grass. Amidst a sizzling sound, the Blue Silver Grass was instantly turned to ashes. For a time, the battlefield was filled with flames, and a heat wave rolled!

Tang San's face turned black. Flame and ice, the special counters to Blue Silver Grass. This fellow can actually use flame? Why can't he just use all the elements!

Seeing this, a jade-green light surged out from Dugu Yan's body, transforming into one after another of small jade-green dragons. With shrill hisses, they swam towards Lin Feng, attempting to launch a surprise attack while he was unprepared.

"Jade-Phosphor Poison Mist!" Dugu Yan shouted in a low voice. Those small jade-green dragons instantly transformed into a sky-full of poison mist, enveloping Lin Feng. The poison mist contained a strong corrosive and toxic nature. Even a Soul Ancestor would not dare to touch it easily.

Lin Feng chuckled lightly. Facing this poison mist that blotted out the sky, he did not retreat but advanced instead. His figure, like a ghost, shuttled through the poison mist, surprisingly unaffected by it in the slightest, as if those fatal poisons were ineffective against him.

"A good poison mist, but a pity it's useless against me," Lin Feng's voice came from within the poison mist, carrying a hint of amusement. Immediately after, his figure flashed, and he actually came directly out of the poison mist, arriving in front of Dugu Yan, his speed staggering.

His body shone with an intertwining light of jade-green and emerald. The Jade-Phosphor poison, which symbolized the poison mist, could only cover the surface of Lin Feng's body and was melted away by the vitality emerging from within him.

"Yanyan, how about you take a nap first?"

Dugu Yan's small mouth pouted. Her figure flashed back, yet she could not escape Lin Feng's close pursuit. She pouted, feeling wronged and her gaze moved slightly. She suddenly stopped her retreat and instead moved towards Lin Feng. "Jade-Phosphor Poison Dragon Strike!"

Her figure spun rapidly, her hands gathering soul power, forming a huge, jade-green poison dragon's phantom around her. With a deafening roar, her whole person pounced fiercely at Lin Feng.

The corner of Lin Feng's mouth twitched. What do you mean, your mouth is at the very front?

He waved his hand speechlessly. The rocks on the ground immediately imprisoned Dugu Yan, not letting her move another bit.

"Aiya ya~ Brother Xiao Feng, you're bullying me!" Dugu Yan twisted her body but could not break free.

Lin Feng did not speak. A little slower, and your mouth would have been on my cheek...

His figure flashed, dodging the fox tail coming from behind Hu Liena. Every long hair on the external soul bone tail stood up, turning into a giant, five-meter-long "wolf-tooth club."

Hu Liena's voice came quietly, "Soul Bone Skill, Phantom Moon Fox Shadow!"

With Hu Liena's light shout, the giant "wolf-tooth club" suddenly transformed into countless phantoms. Each phantom was like a solid entity, carrying a sharp wind sound as it attacked Lin Feng from all directions.

Lin Feng's figure was like a ghost, dodging left and right. At the same time, a sword condensed from the fire element appeared in his hand, cutting down the approaching phantoms one by one. Sparks flew, and the phantoms shattered, yet more phantoms emerged from all directions, as if endless.

This attack had both real and illusory parts, which did surprise Lin Feng a little.

"Nana, your illusions are getting more and more exquisite," Lin Feng praised. At the same time, his figure did not stop, continuing to dodge the attacks of the phantoms.

"Yu Tianheng, Yan!" Hu Liena shouted.

Countless flame arrows appeared above Lin Feng's head, striking at the attacking Yu Tianheng. At the same time, two streams of lava formed from the fusion of fire and rock surrounded Yan and Xie Yue.

Lin Feng's figure was like a graceful dragon. While avoiding Hu Liena's attack, he sped towards Tang San.

Seeing Lin Feng charge straight at him, Tang San's expression was grave. He quickly mobilized the surrounding Blue Silver Grass, forming one after another of tough vines, trying to block Lin Feng's steps.

"Blue Silver Cage!" Tang San shouted in a low voice. The Blue Silver Grass quickly intertwined, forming a huge green cage that trapped Lin Feng within.

However, Lin Feng just chuckled lightly. Soul power surged in his body, and the fire element instantly enveloped his entire body, forming a flame shield that easily burned the Blue Silver Cage to ashes.

"Tang San, although your Blue Silver Grass is tough, in front of my flame, it is still too fragile," Lin Feng's voice carried a hint of amusement.

"Hmph."

Tang San stepped on his Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, his hands already turned the color of jade. Several hidden weapons flew towards Lin Feng. They were the Tang Sect hidden weapons he had meticulously crafted, each one containing huge power and an ingenious design.

"Soul-Breaking Needle!" Tang San shouted in a low voice. Dozens of small silver needles poured out like a torrential rain, each one shining with a cold light, heading straight for Lin Feng's vital points.

Lin Feng's figure flashed slightly. At the same time, he waved his left hand, and an earthy yellow shield instantly condensed before him, blocking the torrential rain of silver needles. The needles struck the shield, making a clanging sound, yet not a single one could penetrate.

"Not a bad thing, but for me, it's still too slow," Lin Feng chuckled lightly. His figure flashed, and he had already dodged the remaining silver needles. At the same time, he arrived close to Tang San, and a fist shot out, carrying a strong fire element, straight for Tang San's chest.

A trace of panic flashed in Tang San's eyes. His thoughts spun rapidly. As Lin Feng got closer and closer, his gaze moved. Two vines suddenly appeared behind Lin Feng. Several streams of golden light shot out, heading towards Lin Feng.

Although the number was large, they were divided into several areas, respectively pointing at Lin Feng's back head, neck, left chest, spine, life gate, and four limbs.

Lin Feng's spirit tensed. He stopped his pursuit of Tang San, turned around, and condensed an earth element shield. The moment the golden lights came into contact with the shield, they burst out with brilliant sparks.

A golden light penetrated the shield and hit Lin Feng's palm. The Dragon's Beard Needle quickly shrank into a ball, damaging a piece of Lin Feng's flesh, and a drop of blood fell.

Lin Feng frowned, chose to evade, and his figure retreated rapidly.

"Hoo—hoo—"

Tang San wiped away his cold sweat. Just now, he had directly used twenty percent of his Dragon's Beard Needles to force Lin Feng back, and had only hit him with one. Truly terrifying!

Lin Feng withdrew the soul skill restraining the others. The remaining few quickly gathered, their eyes full of gravity and vigilance. They had never met such a powerful opponent. Even with his strength suppressed to the Soul Elder level, the strength Lin Feng displayed still made them feel shocked.

Yu Tianheng said with difficulty, "Teacher, this is too strong. Did you really suppress your strength to a Soul Elder's?"

Hu Liena let out a bitter laugh. "It is a Soul Elder, but his speed and strength are all at the peak of a Soul Elder. And his use of power is just right, without any extra movements."

Ning Rongrong's two eyes were shining brightly. "Teacher is just amazing!"

Yan and Xie Yue also had bitter smiles on their faces. They had originally thought that with their numbers, even if Lin Feng was strong, they could still hold him down. But now it seemed that Lin Feng's strength far exceeded their imagination. Even if they joined forces, it would be difficult to withstand his edge.

Dugu Yan, who was trapped in the rock, also grumbled a few times. Lin Feng released the restraint. She snorted and withdrew from the field. He had discovered her intention to kiss him just now, otherwise she wouldn't have been imprisoned. Dugu Yan pouted. So annoying!

Tang San sneered coldly. "Even if the Holy Son's soul skills are ever-changing, his soul power should not be so much. You just released so many soul skills. Do you dare say your soul power is still at the level of a Soul Elder?"

"It's not, and it is."

Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted. Lin Feng casually pulled out the Dragon's Beard Needle from his hand. The empty hole in his flesh, before any blood could overflow, disappeared with a flash of emerald green light. The right hand was as good as new!

Healing? Plus the purification against Dugu Yan's poison just now, he had already displayed at least four soul skills!!!

On what basis can his soul skills change so much! Tang San roared in his heart!

"An ordinary Soul Elder might have exhausted their soul power long ago. But when I was a Soul Elder, all the soul skills I used just now, added together, I haven't even used thirty percent of my total soul power."

"That's impossible!" Tang San said loudly.

"Nothing is impossible!"

Lin Feng lightly raised his right hand. A terrifying five-element soul power flowed before him. Gradually, the sound of a drum beating came from within. Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, Lin Feng let out a light shout.

"Five Spirits Suppressing Domain Palm!"

The huge ball of five-element soul power suddenly contracted, transforming into a five-colored giant hand. In the palm of the hand, lightning coiled, flames leaped, water and earth mixed, and wind and clouds surged, as if containing the power of heaven and earth, and it fiercely grabbed at a distant mountain peak.

At the peak of the mountain, a layer of the mountain's body was instantly grabbed by the five-colored giant hand. Accompanied by a tremendous roar, the huge rock was actually forcibly pulled up, then was lightly thrown, cutting across the sky and landing steadily on an empty space not far from the crowd, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Then the giant hand burst apart with a boom, causing the mountain peak to tremble endlessly, and cracks continuously appeared, as if unable to withstand the aftershock of that power. The roaring sound continuously echoed throughout the universe.

The crowd was dumbfounded. The scene before them was far beyond their cognition of a Soul Emperor's strength.

"Do you want me to continue demonstrating?" Lin Feng said with a smile, already beginning to condense soul power in his hand again, a huge soul power fluctuation of the same kind!

Tang San's scalp went numb. This soul power reserve, is it really reasonable!!!???

Yu Tianheng widened his eyes and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, frantically waving his hands, and said with a stutter, "No... no need, no need."

Even the relatively close Hu Liena was covering her mouth, her eyes full of shock. She knew Lin Feng was very, very strong. But that kind of attack just now, even a Soul Douluo would find it hard to withstand, right?

Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan also looked at each other, the shock in the former's eyes hard to conceal.

Ning Rongrong opened her mouth wide, then came back to her senses. "We're not fighting, not fighting anymore! There's no way to win!!!"

"That's right, that's right..."

Yan and Xie Yue quickly chimed in.

Seeing that the crowd had no will to fight, Lin Feng looked at Tang San and said, "Really not fighting anymore?"

The corner of Tang San's mouth twitched. It was just a little doubt. Do you have to be like this... Isn't it enough to just believe you?

"Not fighting anymore."

"Alright. Total score is 100. Then each person will have 20 points deducted first. The one with the highest score, Hu Liena, 67 points."

Under Tang San's jealous gaze, Lin Feng handed the Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew, which could enhance spiritual power, to Hu Liena.

Hu Liena was delighted. She came forward to take the immortal herb and was about to give Lin Feng a peck on the cheek, but she didn't expect Lin Feng to directly dodge, which earned her a resentful look from Hu Liena. I can't take it anymore! I'm going to find Teacher Pope to cash in her promise!!!

"Ahem, watch yourself!" Lin Feng glared.

"Hmph!"

Hu Liena pouted, walked over to Dugu Yan, and waved the immortal herb in front of her eyes with a triumphant smile.

At this time, Tang San walked towards the two. "Hu Liena, do you dare to make a bet with me?"

"A bet? What bet?"

"I'll have a match with you. If I win, then you give me the immortal herb."

"Then what are you betting?"

"My bet?" Tang San was stunned.

Dugu Yan and Hu Liena looked at him as if looking at an idiot. "Are you sick? You want to get an immortal herb for free without a corresponding bet? Who's so full they have nothing better to do than to bet with you! Get lost, get lost, get lost!"

Tang San was stunned. The script isn't right. Shouldn't anyone accept a bet I propose?

Looking at the few who were leaving, Tang San's gaze was icy, his heart filled with infinite melancholy.

Forget it. I still have Ruyan to comfort my soul a little.

What he didn't know was that now, in another hotel, Ma Hongjun was talking with Yu Ruyan.

"Well then, let's go back."

Lin Feng waved his hand, leading the few to fly, returning once again to Spirit Hall.

The moment Hu Liena returned, she ran off in a flash. Looking at the direction, it should be the Pope's Hall. Lin Feng didn't bother with her.