Regarding the weapon in Tang San's hand, the numerous Soul Masters were surprised, but they didn't recognize it or discern its significance, only knowing it must be something formidable.
However, Qian Renxue's soul ring colors made their eyes widen.
An eight-ring Soul Douluo under twenty-five years old, with her eighth soul ring being an unprecedented 100,000-year soul ring.
Until today.
In the tens of thousands of years of human history, only the ninth soul ring had ever been 100,000 years; never had an eighth soul ring reached that level.
Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu's configurations were eight black and one red.
People assumed their soul rings had changed due to their advanced cultivation.
But even so, it was the ninth soul ring that was 100,000 years.
Was Qian Renxue this outrageous?
"Soul… Soul Douluo!"
Tang San's voice trembled, his hand gripping the Asura God Sword shaking slightly.
Over the past two years, Tang San had considered that Qian Renxue's strength might improve.
But wasn't advancing from Soul Sage to Soul Douluo a bit too extreme? Though he had thought of this possibility, facing it in reality—especially that blood-red soul ring—left Tang San momentarily unsure of how to attack.
"Qian Renxue, 23 years old, Martial Soul: Six-Winged Angel, Level 85 Assault-Type Battle Soul Master."
Qian Renxue spoke calmly, revealing her information.
The moment her voice fell.
Hiss—
Hiss hiss hiss—
From the audience stands to the VIP rooms outside, the sound of gasps rose and fell.
They knew Qian Renxue's age wouldn't exceed twenty-five, but hearing her confirm it still felt unbelievable.
Good heavens, she was still two years shy of 25!
From ages 15 to 30, Soul Masters experience their fastest growth in strength.
No need to think—barring any surprises, she was 100% certain to break Tang Hao's record as the youngest Title Douluo. With her eighth soul ring already at 100,000 years, her ninth soul ring…
What?
The Martial Soul Hall couldn't produce a 100,000-year soul ring?
Joking, right? Didn't you see Qian Daoliu up on the high platform, grinning so wide his mouth nearly reached his eyes?
That's a Limit Douluo!
Besides Qian Daoliu, Pope Bibi Dong is also a Limit Douluo.
Even excluding those two, the Second Enforcer, Golden Crocodile, is a Level 98 Peak Douluo.
A 100,000-year soul ring might be unattainable for others, but could the Martial Soul Hall really fail to acquire one?
Is this the might of the continent's number one power?
Truly terrifying.
In the VIP room of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, or rather, Thunder Academy.
Yu Tianxin gave a bitter smile: "Good grief, even a 100,000-year soul ring and a Soul Douluo have appeared."
Why, at the same age of 23, was the gap between him and those on the field so vast?
Others were Soul Douluo, while he was still just a Soul Ancestor.
A difference of nearly half the levels.
Yu Yuanzhen also looked forlorn, letting out a long sigh:
"No wonder the Martial Soul Hall dared to offer a 100,000-year soul bone. Turns out, no one can take it!"
As for second and third place, it's as if the Martial Soul Hall was generously giving them out to let you watch their show of strength.
"Grandfather, is it true that sometimes the gap between people is greater than the gap between a person and a dog?"
Like flowers falling helplessly, like swallows returning familiarly.
It's the same Soul Master Tournament, so why does this one stand out so much?
"Calm down, put your heart at ease."
Yu Yuanzhen regained his composure, gazing at Qian Renxue on the field.
But in his heart, he thought:
"The Martial Soul Hall already has two Limit Douluo. If Qian Renxue is added…"
"It's time to bring up the alliance of the Upper Three Sects."
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's strength was insufficient, but the Clear Sky Sect and the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect wouldn't just sit back and watch the Martial Soul Hall grow stronger.
The Martial Soul Hall was too powerful; it had to be weakened.
As for assassinating Qian Renxue.
To be honest, Yu Yuanzhen didn't dare, regardless of evidence.
If his own clan had such a highly talented junior who was killed, he'd spare no effort to find the killer and exterminate their entire family, not even sparing a dog.
Who would dare provoke the Martial Soul Hall to act with full force?
They had already revealed more than ten Title Douluo. What about those in the shadows?
The Upper Three Sects might ally, but who would be willing to go all out against the Martial Soul Hall?
So, unless it was the last resort, such a thing was impossible.
"No matter what, after this tournament, I'll first discuss with the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect and the Clear Sky Sect to see what they think."
…
While Yu Yuanzhen was muttering to himself, in the Shrek Academy's team leader seats.
Tang Chen and the others also showed expressions of shock.
"An eighth soul ring at 100,000 years." It took Tang Chen a long time to recover, "Qian Daoliu, you've really raised a remarkable granddaughter!"
Unfortunately, his own strength wasn't at its peak, and he wasn't certain he could kill Qian Renxue on the stage and escape safely.
Moreover, he had such a large sect to manage, unlike Tang Hao, who could act without restraint.
"Sigh…"
Tang Chen let out a sigh.
It seemed that after this, he'd need to personally visit the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect to gauge their stance.
Relying solely on the Clear Sky Sect was far too inadequate against the Martial Soul Hall.
If they could pull in Sea God Island.
Tang Chen's expression remained unchanged, but his peripheral vision glanced toward the southwest corner of the audience seats, where a woman with silver-blue hair stood watching the match.
"Bo Saixi, I wonder what she thinks of this?"
If Sea God Island was willing to act, weakening the Martial Soul Hall might not be impossible.
"It's still too far off. We'll discuss it later!"
While two of the Upper Three Sects were contemplating whether to bring others on board.
In the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect's VIP room.
"Rongrong, my goodness… Is Qian Renxue the reincarnation of the Angel God or what?" Ning Tian's face looked like he'd seen a ghost. "Level 85 at 23 years old, damn, the Martial Soul Hall is full of cunning old foxes, and she even has a 100,000-year soul ring."
"Be civilized, Ning Tian, don't curse. Dad's still watching!" Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes. As expected, Ning Tian, that reckless fool, lacked the steadiness of their older brother, Ning Yun.
With such an unsteady personality, it wouldn't be surprising if he got blown up one day while making a soul tool.
Sigh, as his sister, she'd just have to burn more incense and paper money during festivals.
"Level 85 Soul Douluo, plus a 100,000-year soul ring, is indeed outrageous," Sword Douluo couldn't help but sigh.
"And she's from the Martial Soul Hall!" Bone Douluo chimed in, "If she weren't from the Martial Soul Hall, I…"
Bone Douluo didn't continue.
But Ning Rongrong, Ning Fengzhi, and Sword Douluo, familiar with Bone Douluo's ways, understood.
This guy was up to his old tricks again.
"Hmm, very impressive," Ning Rongrong nodded in agreement.
She had thought Qian Renxue reaching Level 81 was already outrageous, but she was already at Level 85.
Could she have equipped all the soul bones of the Angel God's Armor?
Soul beast sacrifices don't require soul bones.
So the tournament's prize was a complete 100,000-year torso bone.
"It seems the Angel God's Armor consists of six 99,999-year soul bones, and they form a set."
"It can't be that outrageous, can it?" Ning Rongrong's eyes twitched.
Did Qian Renxue undergo a divine trial, or could she obtain the six Angel soul bones without one?
Unclear. Ning Rongrong didn't know!
"Um…" Dugu Yan tugged at Ning Rongrong's sleeve, asking softly, "Rongrong, does our Glazed Academy still have a chance?"
It wasn't that Dugu Yan lacked confidence, but her opponent was Level 85 with a 100,000-year soul ring.
The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul also had purification abilities, which might even purify her poisons.
Then…
Her methods would be at least half as effective.
"Don't worry, Sister Yan, you're not fighting alone," Ning Rongrong clenched her fist. "I'll support you properly."
Hearing Ning Rongrong's words, Dugu Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
From Rongrong's tone, it seemed there was a chance to win!
For now, they'd focus on watching the match.
Next, they'd see how Tang San, wielding the Asura God Sword, would face Qian Renxue, who had activated her soul rings.
How would they fight?
Or rather, in this fated duel.
Who would emerge victorious?