Douluo: I Can Summon Goddesses Across the Multiverse

"Wow, it's actually a century-old Soul Ring!"

"A century-old Soul Ring—how enviable!"

"No wonder Tang San was able to defeat Boss Xiao so easily!"

The spectators couldn't help but cast admiring glances at the shimmering Soul Ring hovering over Tang San. For most civilian Soul Masters with average talent and no access to powerful mentors, their first Soul Ring was typically a mere ten-year ring. To them, a hundred-year Soul Ring was nothing short of a dream.

"Yao Xuan, unleash your Martial Soul and Soul Skills! Unlike you, I, Tang San, disdain sneak attacks. I'll defeat you openly and honorably to earn your complete submission!"

After activating his Martial Soul, Tang San stood calmly, brimming with confidence, as he stared coldly at Yao Xuan.

"You're dreaming, Tang San. A worthless opponent like you isn't even qualified to see my Martial Soul or Soul Skills."

Yao Xuan's mocking smile deepened as he added, "I'll be merciful just this once and give you the chance to strike first. Otherwise… if I make the first move, you won't even have time to fight back."

"Hmph! Arrogant fool! Today, I, Tang San, will teach you the price of looking down on others!"

With a chilling glint in his eyes, Tang San activated his first Soul Skill. His yellow Soul Ring flared brightly as he shouted, "Bind!"

With a wave of his arm, several thick strands of Blue Silver Grass shot out, streaking through the air like serpentine predators. They coiled around Yao Xuan with frightening speed, binding him tightly and leaving him completely immobilized.

"I've done it! Victory came easier than I expected!"

Tang San's face lit up with satisfaction as he observed the tightly bound Yao Xuan. Even Yu Xiaogang, watching from the sidelines, nodded approvingly, his expression full of pride for Tang San's performance.

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass, having evolved after absorbing the Soul Ring of a Mandala Snake, had gained unparalleled toughness and paralyzing venom. Even a Great Soul Master would struggle to escape its grasp, let alone someone of Yao Xuan's age.

"Hmm. Among our peers, your strength is passable, but only just."

Yao Xuan's composed voice rang out unexpectedly, breaking the tension.

In the next instant, Yao Xuan flexed his muscles slightly. A surge of overwhelming power erupted from his body as he forcefully extended his arms. The Blue Silver Grass binding him snapped apart instantly, reduced to shredded vines and broken leaves scattered across the ground.

"This... this is impossible!"

Yu Xiaogang's proud smile froze, replaced by an expression of utter disbelief. His eyes widened as though they might pop out of their sockets. Tang San, too, was struck dumb, unable to comprehend how Yao Xuan had so effortlessly shattered his full-strength attack without even using a Soul Skill.

"The game's over, Tang San. Since you failed to seize the opportunity I gave you, it's time for you to lose."

As Tang San stood rooted in shock, Yao Xuan moved like a lightning bolt. With a single leap, he closed the distance between them, his fist crashing into Tang San's abdomen with devastating force.

Boom!

Tang San felt a violent upheaval in his internal organs, and the pain in his stomach was so intense that it felt like it might explode. His body flew backward in a high arc before crashing face-first into a fresh, steaming pile of dog filth in the corner of the arena.

The pungent stench was overwhelming. Tang San's mouth filled with an indescribable foul taste, and when he opened his eyes, all he could see was the sickening yellow of dog excrement.

"Nooooo!"

Tang San's anguished cry echoed through the arena. The humiliation burned deeper than the physical pain. As the reality of what had happened sank in, a murderous rage welled up within him. He wanted nothing more than to kill Yao Xuan on the spot.

Meanwhile, Yao Xuan approached slowly, his face brimming with disdain.

"I told you, Tang San, your so-called strength is nothing but garbage before me."

Gesturing toward the pile of filth, Yao Xuan sneered, "Consider this your punishment for challenging me. Let this moment sear itself into your memory, so you'll always remember there are mountains beyond mountains and heavens beyond heavens."

The audience watched, stunned. Yao Xuan's calculated control of his strength had ensured Tang San's humiliating landing was no accident. The pile of filth had become the perfect tool for Yao Xuan to make his point.

"Yao Xuan! How dare you humiliate me like this! I'll kill you!"

Tang San roared as he staggered to his feet, channeling his internal energy to steady himself. With a flip of his hand, four gleaming steel needles appeared, forged from Hundred-Refined Steel and tempered with his Xuan Tian Gong technique. They radiated an icy killing intent.

These Bone Piercing Needles were a Tang Sect secret weapon, capable of penetrating external defenses and inner energy barriers alike. Originally meant as a last resort, Tang San had no intention of holding back anymore. The humiliation had driven him to the brink.

With a furious shout, Tang San infused his internal energy into the needles and flung them toward Yao Xuan. The needles streaked through the air like deadly vipers, aimed with deadly precision at Yao Xuan's eyes, neck, and heart.

The battle was far from over.

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