Chapter 63: An Alternative Lions Roar Skill, Pressure Test. Please collect and subscribe.
Su Yuntao became interested, stretching his limbs to loosen up. Once he confirmed his state was adjusted, his gaze fell on Tang Shan.
"What should I do?"
"First perform Martial Soul Possession, and use all your buffing Spirit Abilities."
Tang Shan instructed. Although he was using his elder brother as a test subject, he already had a rough estimate of the power. To avoid any mishaps, he wanted Su Yuntao to maximize his defense.
The moment Martial Soul Possession occurred, sharp wolf claws suddenly popped out, his pupils turned ghostly green, and thick fur spread across his body. Beneath his feet, one yellow and one purple spirit ring lit up simultaneously. Under the enhancement of the Berserk and Bloodthirst Spirit Abilities, Su Yuntao's body expanded once more, and a ferocious Aura washed over like something tangible.
"Ready."
Su Yuntao subconsciously crossed his hands in front of him, his back tensed, already fully prepared.
Tang Shan no longer hesitated and immediately activated his Spirit. His body expanded at a visible rate, and his bones let out slight crackling sounds as they stretched. The purple spirit ring beneath his feet did not flash; since it was his first time using this move, he was still afraid the power would be too excessive and held back a bit.
"Here it comes."
Tang Shan warned in a deep voice, then took a deep breath.
The sound of the intense inhalation was heavy and piercing. Even Su Yuntao, several meters away, could clearly hear the roar of air rushing into the chest cavity. As he inhaled, his chest quickly bulged, bones stretched, and the diaphragm violently contracted and expanded. His chest soon nearly doubled in size, stretching his clothes tight.
Su Yuntao's pupils shrank slightly. He subconsciously moved his hands from his front to his ears, pressing his fingertips hard to cover them. He had clearly guessed the form of Tang Shan's attack and prepared in advance.
The spirit power within Tang Shan's body circulated rapidly, completely enveloping the expanded body tissues. Invisible air currents gathered and swirled within his chest cavity, then transferred along the muscle Meridians to his throat. Visibly, a small air pocket moved up from his throat, finally stopping at his chin, fluctuating slightly with the surge of air.
Ha!
With a deep shout, Tang Shan opened his mouth and spat. In a blur, a small air mass shot out from his mouth. The moment the air mass left his mouth, it quickly became turbulent and exploded in the next instant.
Roar—!
A deafening sound wave centered on the explosion point of the air mass, sweeping in all directions like a raging wave. Su Yuntao felt an invisible impact slam into him, followed by a piercing roar that penetrated his eardrums and flooded his mind. Even though he was prepared, he couldn't help but feel his vision go dark, his head buzzing, and his ears filled with roaring, even his sight becoming somewhat blurred.
After a good while, Su Yuntao barely managed to recover. His eardrums were still tingling, and his mouth twitched as he looked at Tang Shan, who seemed perfectly fine.
"Shan Zi, don't you find it loud?"
Just after asking, Su Yuntao was suddenly stunned. He saw Tang Shan's ears tightly covering his ear canals like palm-leaf fans, looking somewhat comical; he was clearly prepared.
Tang Shan blinked. Using his precise control over his muscles, his ears slowly opened and returned to their natural state. He tilted his head and looked at Su Yuntao with some confusion: "Big brother, what did you just say? I didn't hear you."
Su Yuntao was silent for a moment and helplessly spat out three words: "Never mind."
Clang!
A window of the inn was slammed open. A guest poked his head out with messy hair, his angry shout reaching the roof with full vigor: "Which god-forsaken person is shouting blindly in the morning! It's noisy as hell!"
As if knocking over dominoes, one after another, angry shouts came from various windows, mixed with the sound of moving tables and chairs, full of resentment.
Tang Shan's expression instantly froze. He had forgotten it was still early morning, and most people were still dreaming.
He didn't hesitate to turn and rush downstairs. Su Yuntao didn't dare stay on the roof either. Morning exercises could be done anywhere; if they didn't leave now, they might be surrounded and beaten by the angry guests.
Just as they rushed to the room door, they saw Su Haichao with messy hair pushing the door open, grumbling impatiently: "Which little brat is shouting blindly in the morning? Disturbing people's dreams!"
The three of them bumped into each other. Seeing his two sons' evasive gazes, Su Haichao understood most of it instantly, and his face darkened.
Before Su Haichao could explode, Tang Shan grabbed Su Yuntao's wrist, turned, and ran out of the inn. His voice drifted into Su Haichao's ears with the wind: "Dad, the First Prince has urgent business with us. Big brother and I are leaving first!"
Leaving the inn, Tang Shan found a roadside stall to finish breakfast before slowly walking toward Xue Qinghe's residence.
By now, Su Yuntao had completely recovered from that earth-shattering roar, but thinking back to its power, he still had lingering fears, his eyes full of amazement.
"Shan Zi, after I master Hidden Force, can I also release such a terrifying roar?"
Hearing his brother's question, Tang Shan nodded: "Of course you can. This technique is very practical in combat. If used suddenly, a Spirit Master in battle will likely be thrown into chaos and feel dizzy. It can both break the opponent's Aura and intimidate their mindset; it's extremely useful. Moreover, if spirit power is applied to the corresponding body parts, not only can the power reach another level, but the number of releases can also increase significantly."
"It's indeed powerful and highly concealed; an opponent simply can't predict it to defend in advance." Su Yuntao had rich combat experience and quickly grasped the core advantages of this move.
"This is actually an ability naturally mastered after the internal organs are refined to a certain stage. It's not complicated; the focus is on power mobilization and body coordination." As Tang Shan walked, he meticulously explained the key points of releasing something like the Lions Roar Skill, detailing spirit power mobilization and body exertion techniques.
"However, if you don't use spirit power and rely solely on the Physical Body to endure, your throat will go hoarse after a few releases, and you'll need to rest for several days—"
"—to recover."
Su Yuntao would soon set off to travel the continent. Tang Shan had no reason to stop him, so he could only try to teach him these practical body application methods in advance to give him more self-preservation abilities.
Arriving at the mansion they left yesterday, Tang Shan raised his hand to grasp the copper ring on the door and knocked three times.
Clang, clang, clang!
A moment later, a servant opened the door. Seeing Tang Shan and Su Yuntao, he hurriedly bowed and said respectfully, "Greetings, gentlemen. Your Highness has been up for a long time and is waiting in the main hall."
Tang Shan felt a bit embarrassed hearing this. It seemed they were indeed late.
After thanking the servant, the two quickly walked toward the main hall.
"I told you we should have come earlier."
Su Yuntao said in a low voice.
"I didn't expect the First Prince to wake up so early either. I thought she would rest more; it's not good to disturb someone too early."
Tang Shan responded helplessly.
Their conversation fell into the ears of Porcupinefish Douluo in the shadows. He then appeared silently and reported the conversation word for word to Xue Qinghe, who was sitting in the main seat of the hall.
A gentle smile appeared on Xue Qinghe's handsome face. This kid wasn't old but had some shrewdness. But thinking about how this seven-year-old child's build and appearance were not much different from a teenager's, the smile on Xue Qinghe's face stiffened again.
"Which of you two uncles will go and test Tang Shan and Su Yuntao's skills later?" Xue Qinghe looked at Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo beside him.
"Leave Tang Shan to me." Snake Lance Douluo spoke first.
"I want to personally test what is so extraordinary about this so-called True Body Martial Soul."
"Then Su Yuntao is mine," Porcupinefish Douluo followed. "I haven't personally experienced the state of Martial Soul Fusion yet, so I'll take the chance to see it."
Xue Qinghe was a bit surprised but soon felt relieved. Her two uncles were Titled Douluo after all. Since they couldn't personally experience the Grandmaster's strength, wanting to glimpse some of his style from his Disciple was normal.
If it weren't for the need to hide her identity and not expose herself, she would have wanted to personally conduct the test.
Tang Shan walked into the hall and bowed. "I have kept Your Highness waiting."
Su Yuntao also bowed.
"No matter." Xue Qinghe waved his hand, his smile undiminished. He then pointed to Snake Lance Douluo, who had quietly appeared from the dark corner of the hall, and introduced: "This is one of my guards, his Spirit is the Snake Lance. Today, he will conduct a physical fitness test for you. At the same time, let me see the style of the True Body Martial Soul. How about it?"
A thought flashed in Tang Shan's mind. The person before him was tall with a restrained Aura, and a sharp air faintly emanated from him. This must be She Long, the Snake Lance Douluo of the Spirit Hall.
He nodded and replied: "Of course."
"Then let's go to the training ground nearby. The space there is open and convenient for testing."
As Xue Qinghe spoke, he stood up and led the way toward the side door of the hall.
Meanwhile, Porcupinefish Douluo also appeared silently beside Snake Lance Douluo. The group of five walked out of the side door and into the training ground.
The training ground was extremely spacious, nearly a thousand square meters in size. The ground was paved with smooth marble, and various physical training equipment was neatly arranged in the corners.
Walking to the center of the training ground, Tang Shan turned around, his gaze falling on Snake Lance Douluo opposite him, his expression gradually becoming solemn.
Snake Lance Douluo was tall and thin, about two meters tall, his figure as straight as a javelin. He was about fifty or sixty years old, with a cold face and sharp eyes. Standing there, he exuded a frigid Aura that kept people away, like a long spear about to pierce the sky, sharp and imposing.
"Senior, please guide me." Tang Shan bowed. After standing up, his Spirit activated, his body expanding at a visible rate, muscles bulging, and blood Qi surging throughout his body.
Snake Lance Douluo nodded slightly without any unnecessary words. He waved his hand and summoned his Spirit.
In an instant, a frigid air suddenly spread out, accurately locking onto Tang Shan, making his hair stand on end. A huge, blue-purple long spear appeared in Snake Lance Douluo's hand. The shaft was carved with ancient patterns, emitting a sharp, piercing air. The spearhead was bifurcated, like a venomous snake's tongue, flashing with cold light. Just one look at it made one's spine chill.
No spirit rings appeared beneath Snake Lance Douluo's feet, but even so, a terrifying pressure quietly spread out, crushing toward Tang Shan.
"This test will first measure the upper limit of the pressure your body can withstand, thereby indirectly judging the age limit of the spirit ring your Physical Body can carry. Just endure as much as you can." Snake Lance Douluo spoke slowly. His voice, though carrying some age, was vigorous and full of strength.
Tang Shan nodded in agreement while concentrating, carefully feeling the changes in the surrounding pressure.
Seeing Tang Shan directly release his Spirit from the start, Snake Lance Douluo no longer hesitated and slowly released a level 20 spirit power pressure.
The invisible pressure fell on Tang Shan like a tide. He only felt his body sink slightly; besides that, there was no other feeling, and his breathing remained steady.
This result did not exceed the expectations of Snake Lance Douluo and Xue Qinghe.
Being able to successfully absorb a thousand-year spirit ring meant that his physical strength and pressure-bearing capacity were already far beyond Spirit Masters of the same Rank.
The speed of the pressure increase was not slow, soon breaking through level 25 and steadily climbing to level 28.
At this point, Tang Shan gradually felt significant pressure, as if he were carrying a heavy object. However, it was still within his endurance range; his blood Qi was not disrupted, spirit power still flowed smoothly through his Meridians, and his face showed no sign of paleness.
A hint of approval flashed in Snake Lance Douluo's eyes. Without reducing his force, the pressure continued to rise steadily, the Aura becoming increasingly heavy. A moment later, the pressure suddenly broke through a certain critical point, and the pressure increased sharply, crushing down hard on Tang Shan.
"It's level 31." Xue Qinghe stood aside, hands crossed over his chest, eyes slightly narrowed. The challenge was only officially beginning now.
>