Chapter 72 Tang Hao: What Makes Him Qualify?
One day later.
In the large Soul Arena in the center of Wuhun City.
All forces gathered.
Tang Xu and his two siblings, Tang Hao and Tang Xu, watched the competition on the other side of the stands with little interest.
The two Soul Masters fighting on the stage were from the Elephant Armor Sect and the Holy Dragon Sect, respectively.
Both of them were over 20 years old, but they only had the cultivation of Soul Master. They were just here to make a show of it...
Tang Xu and Tang Hao's eyes kept glancing towards the waiting area.
When Tang Hao noticed Qin Ming resting with his eyes closed in the waiting area, he couldn't help but ask.
"Father, if I remember correctly,
the next match should be that brat Qin Ming's turn.
I wonder what kind of strength that brat has. The Spirit Hall only sent him to participate."
Hearing this, Tang Xu's eyes flickered slightly. After withdrawing his gaze from observing Qin Ming, he said to Tang Hao in a low voice.
"According to the schedule announced by the Spirit Hall, the next battle is indeed Qin Ming's turn.
His opponent seems to be a female disciple from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."
After a pause, Tang Xu added,
"Based on my guess, that Qin Ming is at least a Soul King.
His combat strength shouldn't be weaker than an ordinary Soul Emperor, otherwise the Spirit Hall wouldn't have sent only him to participate."
Hearing Tang Xu's words, Tang Hao narrowed his eyes and observed Qin Ming in the waiting area from afar.
Tang Yuehua, standing beside him, asked with some surprise,
"Father, are you joking?
Soul King cultivation, Soul Emperor combat strength?
How is that possible? How old is that kid?"
Hearing Tang Yuehua's doubts, Tang Xu couldn't help but sigh.
"As you all probably know,
a few months ago, Qin Ming's teacher, Lion Douluo, snatched two ten-thousand-year soul bones from me, one of which was a staggering fifty thousand years old.
I remember clearly, that brat Qin Ming acted very casually when he accepted the soul bones; he seemed to look down on them..."
Hearing Tang Xu say this, Tang Hao turned to Tang Yuehua and said,
"That brat doesn't even care about a fifty-thousand-year soul bone!
He must have even better soul bones; he might already have all the soul bones in his body.
With so many soul bones, it's not impossible for him to raise his soul power to the Soul King realm in a short time..."
As he spoke, Tang Hao's thoughts drifted away.
'When I reached the Soul Saint realm at the age of 30, my father gave me the second inherited soul bone of my Clear Sky Sect.
After that, I traveled the continent for four years, overcoming countless difficulties to collect the remaining four soul bones.
With the help of these five high-quality soul bones, I was able to reach level 84 soul power at the age of 34.'
"Qin Ming's soul power level is low, so the soul power boost from his soul bones must be even more terrifying..."
After hearing Tang Hao's speculation, Tang Xu and the others fell silent, all turning their gazes to Qin Ming.
A strange glint flashed in Tang Hao's eyes.
"How can Qin Ming, that brat, have a full set of soul bones at such a young age?
Hmph—
my older brother doesn't even have a single soul bone.
If I can find an opportunity to extract all of that brat's soul bones,
and then give them to my older brother to absorb, he might be able to use those high-quality soul bones to reach level 95 in one fell
swoop..." Just as Tang Hao was pondering
, a loud
bang came from the stage, and Tang Hao and the others looked towards it.
At this moment, the outcome of the battle was decided, and the deacons of the Spirit Hall were handling the aftermath.
The head referee, Salas, also walked onto the stage and announced the verdict.
"Zong Sheng of Elephant Armor will win this battle!"
Salas then looked at Qin Ming below the stage and shouted. "Let's give a round of applause to the next contestant in the Soul Battle."
Salas's words had barely finished
when Qin Ming and another contestant, who had been waiting for some time, entered the arena from opposite sides...
Upon facing his opponent, Qin Ming frowned.
'I was thinking of honing my ability to adapt to changing circumstances in actual combat, so I didn't deliberately research my opponents.
But how come I'm facing Liu Erlong in my very first Soul Battle?'
After glancing at Liu Erlong, Qin Ming looked at Salas with some confusion.
Salas smiled slightly at Qin Ming's gaze.
A day ago, when Liu Erlong mentioned her grudge against Qin Ming, she didn't lower her voice; everyone standing nearby heard it.
When the news reached Salas, who was in charge of this Genius Battle, he conceived the idea of having Qin Ming fight Liu Erlong, and using this opportunity to vent his anger...
Salas said to Qin Ming with a smile.
"Your Highness Qin Ming, this is the result of the draw. You don't need to thank me.
Please prepare yourself; the Soul Battle is about to begin."
Salas then looked at Liu Erlong and said coldly.
"Liu Erlong, get ready!"
Liu Erlong was furious at Salas's differential treatment.
But she couldn't vent her anger on Salas, so she could only glare at Qin Ming resentfully.
"Qin Ming, I'm already close to Soul Emperor level, while you were only Soul Venerable half a year ago.
I don't know my own strength; you might as well just admit defeat."
Hearing Liu Erlong's words,
Qin Ming didn't refute. He simply took a step forward, and the phantom of the Fiery Azure Wolf appeared behind him.
"Qin Ming, Martial Soul: Fiery Azure Wolf, Level 48 Power Attack Type Battle Soul Master."
As he spoke, four Soul Rings—two yellow, one purple, and one black—rose from beneath Qin Ming's feet.
Upon seeing this, Liu Erlong's expression changed drastically.
"Level 48 Soul Power! Ten-thousand-year fourth ring!
How is this possible?"
At this moment, the crowd below the stage erupted in an uproar.
Aside from a few insiders, most people in the audience were stunned by Qin Ming's ten-thousand-year fourth spirit ring.
In the Clear Sky Sect's group, Tang Hao's gaze towards Qin Ming grew increasingly dangerous.
'A ten-thousand-year fourth spirit ring? I don't even have that.
What makes this kid so special?'
Tang Xu silently looked towards the direction of the Papal Palace.
He saw a little further than Tang Hao; the Spirit Hall possessed a method to absorb spirit rings beyond the limit.
With this advantage, the gap between the Spirit Hall and other sects would only widen…
At this moment, Liu Erlong on the stage seemed somewhat dazed.
She seemed to see again the scene from half a year ago when Qin Ming absorbed his third spirit ring.
Salas, still standing to the side, seeing Liu Erlong's distraction, impatiently shouted at her,
"Liu Erlong, is your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan so rude? Didn't you see that His Highness Qin Ming has already announced his level?
What are you still standing there for?
Quickly activate your spirit ring! Don't waste His Highness's time."
Hearing this, Liu Erlong's face darkened again, and she gritted her teeth.
"Liu Erlong, Martial Soul: Fire Dragon, Level 58 Power Attack Type Battle Soul King."
As she spoke, five normally configured soul rings rose one after another from beneath her feet...
(End of Chapter)
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