Xiao Wu was instantly displeased with Dai Mubai's atrocious attitude! She jumped up, ready to kick him.
Tang Lan pulled her down and shielded her behind him.
"There's no need for a younger sister to stand up for her older brother," Tang Lan said dotingly. "Let me handle this."
"Hmph! Then Brother, you have to beat him hard!" Xiao Wu said unhappily.
Tang Lan was about to agree.
Dai Mubai arrogantly declared, "No need, you two can come at me together."
Confident, and arrogant.
Tang Lan chuckled.
He clenched his fist with one hand and, without any fancy moves, threw a straight punch.
Dai Mubai raised an eyebrow! He returned the punch with a straight one as well, his eyes full of disdain—How many spirit levels can you have at your age? To go head-to-head with a fellow Attack-type like me. "Bang—"
Their fists met. After a brief stalemate,
Dai Mubai, who hadn't used his full strength, was pushed back half a step by an immense force.
His expression immediately darkened! Damn it!
To lose face in front of his female companion?
How could he allow this! His feet immediately displayed three spirit rings, yellow, yellow, and purple, as he adopted a fighting stance and looked at Tang Lan.
"Dai Mubai, White Tiger Martial Soul, Rank 37 Attack-type Battle Soul Elder. Please guide me!"
Tang Lan smiled.
He had been arrogant and suffered a setback, and now he was getting flustered?
Zhu Zhuqing, watching from the shadows, scoffed.
After so many years,
Dai Mubai was becoming even more useless.
Was this the kind of person she had traveled thousands of miles to find? Was it worth it? The next moment, Zhu Zhuqing's pupils contracted! This was because… Tang Lan's feet rose, displaying three spirit rings—yellow, yellow, and purple—shining exceptionally bright! "Tang Lan, Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, Rank 40 Control-type Battle Soul Elder."
—His actual level was far beyond 40; he had deliberately held back from condensing his Life-bound Spirit Ring.
Dai Mubai: (●—●) What the heck? Rank 40? And a Control-type at that? Which countered his Attack-type! Even though his martial soul was the "trash martial soul" Blue Silver Grass, Tang Lan looked even younger than him, yet his level was 3 ranks higher! This was a trash martial soul?!
How could it be a trash martial soul?!
Wouldn't that make him worse than someone with a废武魂 (useless martial soul)? But no matter what, he was the one who initiated the duel.
Surrendering was impossible; he had to face it head-on!
Using his opening spirit ability to show respect! "Second Spirit Ability: White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!"
Dai Mubai spat out a ball of white light, charging straight for Tang Lan.
However. Tang Lan didn't even use his martial soul. His body, unaffected by gravity, tilted left, nearly touching the ground, and easily dodged the white ball of light.
Lingbo Weibu!
"Boom—"
The hotel's front desk was blasted in half.
"Good power, just poor aim," Tang Lan commented. "That's not how you use a spirit ability."
Saying that,
He flicked out a Life-bound Blue Silver Emperor. Dai Mubai retreated rapidly, preparing to dodge.
But Tang Lan reached out towards him from afar, and a golden dragon materialized out of nowhere, coiling around him and pulling him towards Tang Lan.
Dragon Catching Hand! The Life-bound Blue Silver Emperor wrapped around Dai Mubai's neck, draining his energy.
Dai Mubai was shocked! It was a combination of control and weakening?
He swiped with a claw, trying to shred the Life-bound Blue Silver Emperor.
But the Life-bound Blue Silver Emperor was incredibly resilient, bouncing his attack away! Bounced! Away!
Seeing his spirit power drain like water, his energy growing weaker, and his body gradually losing strength.
Dai Mubai knew he couldn't wait any longer! His third spirit ring lit up, emitting a brilliant purple glow! "Third Spirit Ability: White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"
The White Tiger Martial Soul attached itself to him, his muscles swelled, and black stripes appeared on his skin.
This time, he swiped with a confident claw— And it was bounced away again!!! Dai Mubai was stunned!
What was going on? His third spirit ring was a thousand-year spirit ring! It doubled his resistance to abnormal states, as well as his attack power, defense, and strength for half an hour! And he still couldn't cut through this Blue Silver Grass?
Tang Lan smiled without speaking.
His current spirit ring limit was 21,010 years.
Three life-bound spirit rings meant a boost from three 20,000-year spirit rings.
Combined with the inherent resilience of the Life-bound Blue Silver Emperor, its toughness far surpassed ordinary Blue Silver Grass.
A four-ringed Soul Ancestor has arrived. If it's not an ultimate Martial Soul, then all we can do is stare helplessly.
Dai Mubai at level 37? Heh.
Seeing that he had absorbed enough, Tang Lan raised his hand towards Dai Mubai and gently clenched it.
"Explode!"
The Life-bound Blue Silver Emperor, which had been coiled around Dai Mubai's neck, instantly spread across his entire body, binding him tightly.
It was greedily draining his spirit power, mental power, and life force, comprehensively weakening his condition.
He had completely lost hope of breaking free.
Tang Lan walked up to him, staring directly into his evil eyes.
"I'll let you go, but those two rooms are mine now."
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He exposed his back to an Attack-type Battle Soul Master.
Dai Mubai's expression was grim, his fists clenched as he stared intently at Tang Lan.
He looked as if he could attack at any moment.
But Dai Mubai remained motionless until Tang Lan, with Xiao Wu in his arms, disappeared down the corridor.
Proud as he was, how could he possibly launch a sneak attack?
He didn't even bother with the twins, throwing down a bag of money and leaving in a hurry.
In the shadows,
Zhu Zhuqing's cold gaze watched the corridor where Tang Lan had disappeared, unable to recover for a long time.
Level 40? He's also a twin martial soul! What's more, not only is the compatibility with her martial soul fusion skill extremely high, but it's even centered around her! Excellence shines.
Looking at Dai Mubai again. If it weren't for the comparison with Tang Lan, she might have been able to try.
But now. "So what if he has a woman? I can snatch her!"
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes sparkled, and she also turned and left.
Seeing him here at this age, if nothing unexpected happens, we'll meet again tomorrow.
Inside Room Number 1, Rose.
Tang Lan's heart stirred as he looked at the room filled with roses and its ambiguous decor.
"Wow—"
Xiao Wu cheered and leaped onto the large bed, rolling around in the sea of rose petals.
"It smells so good!"
"What's with the decorations, you really know how to enjoy yourself?"
What a sight! The view under her skirt was directly facing Tang Lan. Even with safety shorts on, it was enough to spark the imagination.
Tang Lan truly hated it!
Was it that he didn't want to? But although his Nine Yang Divine Skill had reached Paragon, his cultivation level was insufficient.
The Pure Yang Body acted as a "cultivation accelerator," allowing him to gather spirit power with over 10 times the efficiency.
Sexual bliss and an accelerator; it was like choosing between fish and bear's paw.
It was a difficult choice.
He probably had to wait until he became a Titled Douluo before he could… However!
Just because he couldn't finish the bad deed, didn't mean he couldn't do it at all!
"Ah! Brother!"
After messing around with Xiao Wu for a bit,
Tang Lan got down to business, starting to temper her body.
Perhaps it was due to her transformation from a spirit beast.
Xiao Wu had been stuck at the second level of the Nine Yang Divine Skill for six years.
The difficulty of cleansing the marrow and transforming the tendons was far greater than for ordinary people.
Fortunately,
Only a little progress remained before it was completed.
As night fell,
Xiao Wu finally completed her transformation and opened her eyes excitedly.
"Brother! I've broken through to level 30!" Xiao Wu exclaimed excitedly. "Practicing this Nine Yang Divine Skill has widened my meridians by more than double, and my spirit power has multiplied several times. Otherwise, I would have reached level 30 long ago!"
Tang Lan also smiled happily.
"Then do you want to condense your life-bound spirit ring now, or…"
"Right now!" Xiao Wu said impatiently. "I wonder what my third spirit ring will be?"
"Alright, I'll guard you," Tang Lan nodded.
Xiao Wu immediately sat cross-legged and began to condense her life-bound spirit ring.
Tang Lan, on the other hand, went to the window and gazed at the night scenery outside.
He was level 40, but he wasn't in a hurry to condense his life-bound spirit ring.
The reason, of course, was to trick Tang San.
After all, he had verified that without obtaining a spirit ring, he could continue to accumulate up to 10 levels – that is, the next spirit ring boundary.
Tang Lan had reached level 40 a year ago, so he had plenty of time.
—Don't think this is slow.
Because his Nine Yang Divine Skill was at Paragon, and he also had the Indestructible Vajra Body, his meridians were several times wider than Xiao Wu's.
The spirit power required for leveling up naturally increased proportionally.
But the gains were also considerable. At the same level, the quality of his spirit power was more than 10 times that of an ordinary spirit master! So, although he was only 3 levels higher than Dai Mubai, the actual spirit power gap was at least a major tier.
"Knock, knock, knock—"