Douluo: I Can Choose My Own Soul Skills

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Just as Tang San thought victory was within his grasp, Ye Lan vanished from sight!

At the exact moment Tang San's Mysterious Jade Palm struck Ye Lan, Ye Lan's speed exploded. He sidestepped and moved into Tang San's blind spot.

While Tang San was still attacking the spot where Ye Lan had just been, Ye Lan suddenly appeared at his side and delivered a powerful whip kick.

Still stunned by Ye Lan's sudden disappearance, Tang San was caught off guard as a tremendous force exploded against his chest.

His vision went white as if he had become a kite with its string cut.

He flew backward three meters before crashing heavily onto the stone pavement.

Ye Lan, though, felt a lingering chill in his heart. He had almost let his nameless rage get the better of him and nearly delivered a crippling blow. Fortunately, he had regained his composure at the last moment and held back a bit of his strength.

Tang San lay motionless on the ground, staring up into the blindingly white sky.

At that moment, Tang San began to doubt himself. The paralysis effect of his Blue Silver Grass should have taken hold—so why had Ye Lan managed to disappear so suddenly?

A soul skill? No—it couldn't be. Ye Lan didn't even have a soul ring! Could it be because they both had Blue Silver Grass martial souls? That wasn't it either!

Tang San was certain his current Blue Silver Grass was far superior to Ye Lan's. Given that, there was no way Ye Lan's martial soul could be immune to his toxin.

So then… why had the poison failed?

"I can't believe a hundred-year soul ring lost to someone without a single ring."

"Wait, aren't they both Blue Silver Grass users? Since when can Blue Silver Grass be cultivated like that?"

"Yeah, since when was Blue Silver Grass this powerful?"

"Hahaha! I knew it—he was the one I was rooting for. That kick was amazing!"

Amid the shocked murmurs of the crowd, Tang San suddenly sat up.

He looked at Ye Lan and asked, "Why weren't you paralyzed by my poison?"

Ye Lan rubbed his chin and glanced at Tang San. "I don't mind telling you. I can control the flow of soul power in my body. The moment your Blue Silver Entanglement wounded me, I cut off the soul power supply to my leg."

"As for why my movements slowed down—that was just an act. I intentionally showed a flaw. I wanted you to think you had a sure kill, so you'd drop your guard. That's when I struck back with a decisive blow."

Ye Lan explained his combat strategy calmly, while Tang San felt waves of turbulence in his heart. He hadn't expected that Ye Lan had been leading him by the nose the entire time and that he had been defeated so completely.

"So soul power flow can be controlled like that?" Tang San asked with a confused frown. In his cultivation of the Xuan Tian Technique, he had only learned to guide soul power along its prescribed paths—not that it could be actively controlled like this.

After all, it was like a circulating water system—if one area got contaminated, the entire system should be affected.

"It's just talent," Ye Lan replied nonchalantly, giving a perfunctory answer. Naturally, he wouldn't reveal the real secret.

This involved Ye Lan's mastery of soul power manipulation—he could attach and retract his soul power at will.

Ye Lan could adjust the proportion of soul power attached to any part of his body, and even zero percent soul power still fell within his control. Even if a trace of poisonous soul power entered his leg, Ye Lan's muscle memory would prevent it from flowing back to his upper body.

"Tang San, you lost. Don't bother me again," Ye Lan said, then turned and walked away from Nuoding Academy without looking back.

Tang San stared at Ye Lan's departing figure, his left hand trembling slightly. After a moment, he sighed and gave up the thought of using his hidden weapons on Ye Lan.

First, it was he who had initiated the fight.

Second, this was ultimately just a spar between classmates.

Third, there were too many people around—if he killed Ye Lan, the consequences would be dire.

But what Tang San didn't know was that Ye Lan always kept his senses at full alert when facing him—constantly on guard against Tang San's hidden weapon techniques.

Elsewhere, Xiao Wu's wagered duel against the senior students continued unaffected by Tang San's absence. She cleanly defeated Xiao Chenyu and the other two, establishing herself as the new "Big Sister Wu" of Nuoding Academy for the next six years.

Xiao Wu had developed the bad habit of being mouthy and stirring up trouble—something that naturally came with being the bossy "big sister" of Nuoding Academy for six years.

At Nuoding, no one dared go against her, so her troublemaking personality was, in a way, understandable.

Tang San brushed the dust off his clothes and ignored the concerned classmates around him. He walked alone down the academy's main road, looking dejected.

Even using the Tang Sect's secret techniques wasn't enough to defeat Ye Lan? What do I have to do to beat him, even once?

Ye Lan's soul power is weaker than mine. His Blue Silver Grass is weaker too. And yet I still can't win… Am I really this useless?

No—I still have the Clear Sky Hammer!

Tang San suddenly remembered the one thing he had that Ye Lan didn't: his twin martial souls.

He looked up and realized he had unconsciously walked to the spot where his teacher often stayed.

"Little San, what's wrong?" Yu Xiaogang noticed Tang San's downcast expression and couldn't help feeling concerned. "This isn't the face of a genius who just acquired a hundred-year soul ring."

"Teacher… I lost again. I lost to Ye Lan, again," Tang San said, unable to meet Yu Xiaogang's eyes.

Yu Xiaogang stepped closer and asked gently, "Xiao San, tell me exactly what happened—every detail."

Tang San nodded and recounted the entire event in full.

Yu Xiaogang stroked his chin and began to analyze the situation: "Xiao San, this loss doesn't mean your strength is lacking—it means you didn't take your opponent seriously enough. Once you realized you couldn't win in close combat, you should've pulled back and repeatedly used Blue Silver Bind. It's a hundred-year soul skill! Even if Ye Lan can control the flow of his soul power—so what? If you injured his entire body with Blue Silver Grass, he'd be fully poisoned. How would he cut off soul power from his entire body and still fight you?"

Yu Xiaogang laid out his analysis logically and clearly. Tang San, upon hearing it, found it made perfect sense. But deep down, he still wanted to defeat Ye Lan head-on.

"Teacher, can I start cultivating the Clear Sky Hammer?" Tang San asked. "I believe that with the Clear Sky Hammer, I can easily defeat Ye Lan."

As soon as Yu Xiaogang heard this, his emotions surged. He rebuked Tang San sternly, "Xiao San, you absolutely must not think this way. Don't forget—your greatest advantage is your twin martial souls! When your Blue Silver Grass reaches the level of Soul Saint, Soul Douluo, or even Titled Douluo, then you can start attaching soul rings to your Clear Sky Hammer. At that point, you'll be able to attach black rings, or even red ten-thousand-year soul rings!"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up with grand visions of the future. "Just imagine—nine ten-thousand-year soul rings on the Clear Sky Hammer. You'd be invincible across the continent!"

Hearing his teacher's words, Tang San couldn't help but imagine a future version of himself with nine black or red soul rings. His body trembled with excitement.

"Yes, Teacher!" Tang San finally snapped out of his frustration. He now realized that his twin martial souls were his greatest talent.

Yu Xiaogang, still uneasy, said firmly, "Promise me, no matter what, you will not attach soul rings to the Clear Sky Hammer before the time is right."

Looking into his teacher's serious gaze, Tang San felt a wave of warmth in his heart. He responded with unwavering determination:

"Teacher, I promise."

(End of Chapter)