Chapter 103 The Scoring of Geniuses, the Individual Competition Begins.
With Tang Xiao's command, the entire arena fell silent.
The contestants who had just been fighting tooth and nail stopped under the pressure of the Title Douluo.
Oscar, hearing this, unwillingly abandoned his pursuit of Tang Long.
Tang Long was arguably the person with the highest soul power in this Soul Master Exchange Competition.
Next was the individual competition, entirely based on individual ability.
Although one could use methods other than martial souls, many methods couldn't help one challenge opponents of higher levels.
Of course, soul bones, soul tools, and hidden weapons were exceptions.
"Just a little bit more. If we could seriously injure him, the pressure on us in the next individual competition wouldn't be so great," Oscar shook his head and sighed.
However, he wasn't discouraged; pressure is what motivates.
One shouldn't be overly ambitious; everyone who advances to the individual competition is a genius.
Lan Minghua also came to his senses at this moment, and he had no objection to Tang Xiao's intervention.
After all, that was the rule of the Soul Master Exchange Competition.
Those contestants who failed to secure a spot walked off the stage dejectedly.
Although they hadn't advanced to the individual competition, they were all relieved to be alive.
Lan Minghua witnessed this scene as well.
Looking at the remaining contestants still standing on the stage, he lazily stretched and murmured, "Finally over? Quite a few geniuses, though."
He activated the system's talent rating detection, his gaze sharpening as he openly scanned each advancing contestant.
The talent ratings of those contestants appeared directly in Lan Minghua's eyes.
"The contestants in the upper bracket are quite strong. I wonder if Oscar and Zhu Zhuqing can handle them."
Lan Minghua narrowed his eyes, his gaze settling on several individuals.
[Name: Tang Long.]
[Age: Twenty-six.]
[Martial Soul: Clear Sky Hammer.]
[Soul Power: Level 53.]
[System Talent Rating: Eighty-six points.]
...
[Name: Yan.]
[Age: 23.]
[Martial Soul: Flame Lord.]
[Soul Power: Level 49.]
[System Talent Score: 86 points.]
...
[Name: Ning Wuchen.]
[Age: 29.]
[Martial Soul: Seven Prisons Soul Suppressing Tower.]
[Soul Power: Level 51.]
[System Talent Score: 66 points.]
...
[Name: Feng Xiaotian.]
[Age: 22.]
[Martial Soul: Gale Twin-Headed Wolf.]
[Soul Power: Level 42.]
[System Talent Score: 82 points. (87 points)]
Looking at the scores of these three people, Lan Minghua nodded, quite approving.
"Tang Long, as Tang Xiao's stepson, was already a Soul Saint when Tang San returned to the Clear Sky Sect in the original story. So, his talent isn't surprising."
"Yan is a member of the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation. There's still over a year until the Continental Advanced Elite Soul Master Tournament, and his current Soul Power of Level 49 isn't low."
However, what puzzled Lan Minghua were Ning Wuchen and Feng Xiaotian.
Lan Minghua stroked his stubble and narrowed his eyes. "Ning Wuchen? Never heard of him. But his Martial Soul isn't the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, so he must be a collateral disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Only a Level 51 Soul King at 29? His talent is indeed not that great." He had no recollection of Ning Wuchen whatsoever.
However, it was clear that this was a representative sent by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
After all, a 100,000-year-old soul bone was something even a Title Douluo would covet.
Although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was a support sect, it was impossible for them to remain completely inactive.
However, Lan Minghua was puzzled after seeing Feng Xiaotian's system talent rating.
"Why does Feng Xiaotian have two system ratings? One is 82 points, and the other is 87 points."
Feng Xiaotian was a rare genius with innate full soul power in Douluo Continent No. 1 High School.
His Martial Soul, Gale Twin-Headed Wolf, was no less powerful than a top-tier beast Martial Soul, and should be no weaker than Dai Mubai.
Although he had wasted a lot of time researching his self-created Soul Skill, Gale Demon Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes, it shouldn't only have a system talent rating of 82.
Lan Minghua was puzzled and silently asked, "System, what's going on with Feng Xiaotian's system talent rating?"
[Ding, talent is not fixed. The rating in parentheses is Feng Xiaotian's upper limit rating, while the rating without parentheses is the real-time rating.] [
A person's talent is influenced by factors such as age, diligence, and resources, which is why Feng Xiaotian's talent score is only 82.]
After the system's explanation, Lan Minghua understood the meaning of the two scores.
He shook his head, a hint of regret in his eyes: "Creating your own soul skills is certainly valuable, but it's such a waste of such good talent. Feng Xiaotian, you really picked up a sesame seed and lost a watermelon."
No wonder Feng Xiaotian, a genius with innate full soul power, ended up fading into obscurity; it was all his own doing.
Lan Minghua didn't waste any more time on Feng Xiaotian and turned his gaze to the others.
Apart from the few people just now, 60% of those who advanced in the upper bracket were direct disciples of the three upper sects, with soul power around level 45.
However, there was another very conspicuous Soul Master in the upper bracket.
That was Tang San.
With the help of disciples from the Clear Sky Sect and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Tang San's participation in the seat competition was just a formality.
Therefore, the hidden weapons he carried had not yet been exposed.
Even Lan Minghua couldn't know how many hidden weapons Tang San had made.
However, there's no need to worry anymore, because hidden weapons can't break through the defenses of the Three Treasures Beads and the Black Armor.
So Tang San is ultimately just a clown.
Lan Minghua's gaze didn't linger on the upper bracket, but instead focused on the lower bracket.
The participants in the lower bracket were equally formidable.
There were Hu Liena and Xie Yue from the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation, one at level 48 and the other at level 49.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan also sent a level 53 Soul King to compete for the championship.
In addition, there was Shui Bing'er from Tianshui Academy, and Huo Wushuang and Huo Wu from Tianhuo Academy, all of whom successfully advanced to the individual competition.
Incidentally, Huo Wu and Shui Bing'er's system talent scores were 81 points, while Huo Wushuang's were a bit lower, only 78 points.
Lan Minghua was quite impressed with these people's talents.
If possible, taking them as disciples wouldn't be out of the question.
Of course, he wouldn't force it; he'd leave it to fate.
Above the arena, Tang Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Oscar stop fighting.
He was still hoping Tang Long would win the Soul Master Exchange Tournament and secure the 100,000-year-old soul bone for the Clear Sky Sect.
This would prevent unequal distribution of spoils and avoid collapsing the trust he had just built with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon School.
The other two sects had also sent their own people, so there was no issue of unequal distribution; those with the ability would know.
Seeing that only contestants with place cards remained on the arena, Tang Xiao's booming voice rang out again.
"Contestants, carve your names on your place cards and place them in the boxes in the upper and lower halves of the arena. The individual matches will be drawn in half an hour."
The contestants on the arena, not expecting such a tight schedule, quickly carved their names on their place cards, put them in the boxes, and then sat down to meditate.
Soon, half an hour passed, and the individual matches of the Soul Master Exchange Tournament officially began.
Lan Minghua wanted Oscar and his three companions to sweep the top four spots in the Soul Master Exchange Tournament, so he naturally wouldn't give the three upper sects any opportunity for underhanded tactics.
If anyone was going to engage in underhanded tactics, it would be him.
Immediately, under everyone's gaze, he slowly rose.
Lan Minghua looked around and said to everyone, "In that case, let me draw the opponents for each contestant."
(End of Chapter)
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