Early morning, Xiaotian subconsciously reached out and rubbed Xiao Wu's bunny ears playfully. "Are you worried about me? I was only gone one day."
Furious, Xiao Wu slapped his hand away, proudly declaring, "Who said that? I'm not worried about you—I want to spar with you. I already got my first spirit ring!"
She hurriedly changed the subject, but it was true. With her newfound strength, she eagerly sought a rematch with Xiaotian.
Xiaotian smiled calmly. "Of course."
Xiao Wu's first spirit ring had boosted her to roughly level 12, while Xiaotian's thousand-year-old Jade Silkworm soul ring raised his soul power by four levels.
Still, Xiaotian asked, "Is Tang San not back yet?"
No sooner had he spoken than the system warned: [Warning! God of Killing Tang Hao detected.]
Just then, Tang San pushed open the door confidently.
Upon seeing Xiao Wu with red eyes beside Xiaotian, Wang Sheng and the others fell silent, their smiles freezing.
What had happened to Xiao Wu?
"Xiaotian, do you dare spar with me again? This time, outdoors!"
Xiaotian: ???
No, buddy? Are you seriously crazy, Chunchun? You just came back and immediately want to spar? Who gave you the guts? Fish Leong?
If Tang Hao weren't secretly watching, Xiaotian thought he'd beat Tang San so badly his parents wouldn't recognize him!
[Ding! Warning! Tang God King has sent a battle challenge to the weak host. Please admit defeat promptly or face instant annihilation!]
Xiaotian was used to the system's madness by now.
The system urged surrender, but he only grew more determined.
"Okay, I accept!" he said with a faint smirk. Tang San suddenly felt a chill.
"It must be an illusion!" he thought.
Yet, under his master's guidance, Tang San had absorbed the Mandragora Snake's soul ring for four hundred years, nearing its limit.
Xiaotian was only about level seven now—how could he ignore that and fight honestly?
Xiaotian retorted, "Oh? You think it's right to bully the weak?"
Soon they led the gathered crowd to an open space where working students often clashed with nobles.
Xiao Wu, Wang Sheng, and others suddenly realized they'd forgotten something important.
News of the Xiaotian-Tang San spar spread rapidly, aided by spies assigned by Xiao Chenyu nearby. A large crowd, including nobles led by Xiao Chenyu, assembled.
Wang Sheng eyed Xiao Chenyu sharply, asking, "Xiao Chenyu, you came with so many? Looking for trouble?"
Xiao Chenyu feigned nonchalance. "No, no, I'm just bored and came to watch."
Watching Xiaotian and Tang San face off, Xiao Chenyu's interest piqued.
He knew Xiao Wu had gotten her first soul ring, and now Tang San was back—probably with his own.
This was a great chance to assess Tang San's strength.
He never believed Xiaotian, lacking a spirit ring, could challenge Tang San—especially since Tang San's martial spirit was only Blue Silver Grass.
Xiaotian frowned at the growing crowd; the attention made him uncomfortable—he felt like a monkey on display.
When his gaze met Xiao Chenyu's, Xiao Chenyu instinctively stepped back, fear creeping in.
Something was very wrong. He'd misread the situation.
Why did Xiaotian, with less soul power than him, instill fear?
Maybe Tang San wouldn't necessarily win!
On the field, Tang San announced confidently, "I am Tang San, with Blue Silver Grass as my martial spirit, a level twelve control-type combat master."
Xiaotian answered simply, "Xiaotian."
Tang San ignored Xiaotian's cold attitude, seeing it as embarrassment over his lower level.
Only then did Xiao Wu glare angrily at Xiaotian—she'd been misled!
Why had he disappeared alone all day without telling her?
But now wasn't the time for that.
Concerned, Xiao Wu said, "Xiaotian, why don't you let me fight Tang San? You just came back and need rest…"
Some things were better left unsaid.
Xiao Wu knew Xiaotian's innate talent was low, but she believed with time he'd become powerful.
Tang San, shocked by Xiao Wu's words, stared at her almost out of control.
"No, the reason I sought Xiaotian for sparring was partly because of you. What do you mean?"
Xiaotian caught Tang San's look and smiled.
"Why are you laughing?"
Tang San read the smile as mockery.
"Oh, nothing. Just remembered something funny."
Xiaotian quickly restrained his expression, thinking of the dog-licking emperor Feiyangyang and the scene from the movie where Mei Yangyang admonished Feiyangyang about Xiyangyang.
Suddenly, Sword Fifteen appeared in Xiaotian's right hand.
Xiaotian arrogantly told Tang San, "You make the first move."
Everyone was silent.
Tang San was stunned. Not buddy! Can't you see the situation?
Xiao Wu thought Xiaotian had grown even crazier after just one day apart—but oddly, she was not displeased; she even felt strange affection.
Xiaotian's calmness only insulted Tang San further.
Tang San fell silent.
Tang Sanhong moved to attack.
"The first soul skill: Blue and Silver Entanglement!"
"Xiaotian, you'll pay for your arrogance!"
Boom!
Entering combat, Xiaotian's aura shifted sharply, sword intent radiating strongly.
"Careful!" Xiao Wu exclaimed.
Tang San imagined Xiaotian trapped by his Blue Silver Grass. After absorbing the first soul ring, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass evolved spiny barbs with paralyzing toxins.
Though potent against high-level masters, it was useless against Xiaotian, whose soul power was weaker.
Everyone braced as Tang San's attack loomed—but then, something unexpected happened.
P.S. The author notes this test chapter posted smoothly, promising to continue updating for release. The story title was revised to "Douluo: The System Came Ten Thousand Years Early, I Tyrannized Tang San" to better reflect the plot.
P.S. This chapter builds tension as rivalries intensify in a high-stakes sparring. Xiaotian's calm but confident demeanor unsettles opponents, while powerful soul skills collide, leaving readers eager for what's next.
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