Douluo Continent: Disciple Tang San, Martial Soul Enhancement Panel

Chapter 39 Sugar's Fragile Mindset 3, Yu Xiaogang Feeds Sugar 3

"Stop! Stop it now! You little beast, are you trying to kill your brother?" Yu Xiaogang finally reacted and roared, "I'm going to file a complaint! Bibi Dong, I'm going to file a complaint! This isn't a friendly spar, he's trying to kill me! He should be declared the loser immediately!"

"Shut up?" Bibi Dong slapped Yu Xiaogang out of thin air, sending him flying dozens of meters before crashing into the white courtyard wall with a bang, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

He clutched his back in pain, his face filled with despair. Bibi Dong was now protecting Qin Xu in every way. Did she have no shame at all?

Where is the fairness?

Qin Xu also possesses a useless martial spirit, so why can he stand comfortably alongside Bibi Dong?

Yu Xiaogang felt a pang of pain in his heart, his eyes filled with twisted hatred and resentment, but he also felt sorry for his disciple and hurriedly said, "Stop, stop now, we admit defeat."

Qin Xu's gaze was no longer fixed on the arena. He raised his head, a look of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

As he expected, the black mark could reap good fortune when the other party's emotions or mindset underwent a significant change.

Just now, both Yu Xiaogang and God King Tang San received a burst of "good fortune".

The former has three points, the latter has two.

In an instant, it equaled almost a year's worth of my own efforts.

Bibi Dong snorted, looking at Qin Xu with a hint of longing in her eyes.

They won as expected.

Although Tang San won, she didn't think Tang San was anything special.

Although they won, Tang San was an absolute freeloader who won without lifting a finger.

The truly capable people are always behind the scenes.

Tang San heard Yu Xiaogang call for a stop, but showed no sign of stopping.

Until God King Tang San completely fainted, his ribs were almost all broken, and his internal organs were damaged.

After delivering two more vicious kicks, the fight finally ended.

Even if the child recovers quickly after being beaten like that, it will still delay his cultivation time by at least two months.

As for killing him, he did consider it at one point, but Tang Hao was like a Damocles' sword hanging over his head, and he might hate him for ruining Tang Hao's grand plan.

Looking at the defeated God King Tang San, Tang San felt extremely happy, as if the dark clouds that had once weighed on his head had been blown away.

Seeing that the sparring on the stage had finally ended, Yu Xiaogang nervously ran towards God King Tang San. After carefully checking him, he saw that God King Tang San was still breathing faintly, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Qin Xu approached, a small, fingernail-sized piece of red blood vine appearing in his palm: "Open his mouth."

"Why should I?" Yu Xiaogang's face turned ugly.

"Yu Xiaogang, how dare you disobey Master Qin's words?" Bibi Dong had exquisite features, but her tone was quite cold.

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth, glanced at the murderous Bibi Dong, and hated why she had changed so much. So he used his hands to pry open God King Tang San's mouth.

"Feed this to Tang San." Qin Xu tossed the red blood vine to Yu Xiaogang. He really didn't want Tang San to die like this, and he didn't even want him to be so depressed.

Yu Xiaogang glanced at the Blood Vine. With his extensive knowledge of martial spirit theory, he quickly realized that it was a healing product produced by a food-type martial spirit.

"If he really wanted to kill his mistress, there was no need to do it this way." Yu Xiaogang gradually calmed down: "He's probably worried that if his mistress really died here, it would cause him trouble."

For a moment, Yu Xiaogang really wanted to leave, thus incurring the wrath of the Haotian Sect upon Qin Xu. But soon, his mind was regained by reason.

He had staked his entire reputation on his mistress. Although Tang San won this time, Yu Xiaogang still felt that Tang San's victory was due to his abnormal physical abilities, not his martial soul.

In terms of martial souls, although Tang San's Blue Silver Grass martial soul has improved in quality, it is still inferior to God King Tang San, both in terms of vitality and soul power quality.

For Soul Masters, Martial Soul is the foundation of everything. What's the use of having good physical strength and techniques? At best, you can only become a strongman. In terms of growth potential, it's completely inferior to the Martial Soul path.

The future of God King Tang San is still much brighter than that of Tang San.

But looking at God King Tang San, he was in a dilemma. God King Tang San was already unconscious, so how could he eat the Blood Vine?

Do I really have to feed him myself?

Seeing Tang San's breath gradually weaken, Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth, chewed the blood vine, and fed it to God King Tang San mouth-to-mouth. Then he stretched out his finger and pressed the blood vine into God King Tang San's throat.

The mood was initially curious about what Yu Xiaogang was doing, but when he saw Yu Xiaogang feeding Tang San mouth-to-mouth, his face darkened.

What is this? A priest and a little boy?

Qin Xu couldn't understand Yu Xiaogang's thought process.

Why chew it? If you think the blood vine is too big, you can break it into smaller pieces.

However, there are indeed some strange phenomena in Douluo Continent. He remembered seeing a book at a street stall in Douluo Continent where someone's companion was unconscious and needed to be fed soul power sausages. At that time, the mercenaries of the mercenary group also chewed the sausages and fed them mouth-to-mouth...

But that's in a book. Can real-life settings be this outrageous?

God King Tang San, his face contorted in pain, struggled to open his eyes.

It hurts, it hurts too much!

Feeling as if his body was being relentlessly beaten like a punching bag, God King Tang San felt himself falling toward hell, and his heart felt heavy.

He lost! And he lost terribly! He was crushed from the very beginning.

Tang San's first spirit skill is incredibly powerful and perfectly suited to Blue Silver Grass. His ability to condense his spirit into a spear was already extremely difficult to defend against.

This time, they also developed rattan armor.

It can be said that he lost half of his life because of Tang San's first spirit ring!

In addition, Tang San's punching power and physical strength are extremely powerful.

For a moment, God King Tang San's face was filled with deep confusion.

He lost to Tang San, his first defeat to Tang San.

Even though she absorbed his martial soul essence, she still lost.

How could I possibly lose?!

Humiliation and anger drove him to lose his mind.

God King Tang San was not a person of great perseverance. Whether in his past life or this life, he had hardly encountered any major setbacks in his growth. When he was in a position of advantage, he was firm in his beliefs and had strong leadership and coordination skills.

But when he encounters setbacks, especially when he loses to his peers, he instantly falls into confusion.

Tang San also saw his past self reflected in the eyes of God King Tang San.

"You wouldn't consider those you defeated as opponents anymore?" Tang San sneered. "If you had traveled the entire continent, defeated all your peers, and gained a great reputation, I wouldn't object to you saying that. But you've only seen the world of Notting City, and you've only defeated no more than ten Soul Masters. What makes you say such things? Or do you think only the people of Notting City are worthy of being your opponents?"

Tang San's flippant words made God King Tang San blush.

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth, helped Shenwang Tang San up, looked at Qin Xu, and said, "You were able to win mainly because of money. You spent money at any cost to buy precious herbs for your disciple to nourish his body. You won, but for a Soul Master, it was putting the cart before the horse."

"Moreover, accumulating medication levels depletes potential and is not sustainable."

Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang, half believing and half doubting what he said, but Yu Xiaogang's words undoubtedly cheered him up.

The thought that Tang San had been so ruthless in attacking him during what was merely a friendly sparring match filled him with hatred.

"You should worry about yourself first. I'm not very interested in researching separated martial souls right now. I'll come to you when I need to," Qin Xu said.

Yu Xiaogang's expression changed, and he suddenly remembered this matter. His scalp tingled, and he quickly left with Tang San.

Watching Yu Xiaogang's retreating figure, Bibi Dong was about to raise her hand when she suddenly paused and looked at Qin Xu in surprise.

A moment later, she telepathically told Yu Xiaogang not to say anything out of line.

After Yu Xiaogang left, Tang San said he had some thoughts he wanted to reflect on, bowed, and then left.

Bibi Dong hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'm leaving tomorrow too."

"Really? I happen to have some questions for you," Qin Xu said.

"Um?"

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In the afternoon, sunlight streamed through the long windows of the south-facing dining room on the second floor of the Qin Mansion, illuminating the mahogany tableware covered with a matte black tablecloth.

The air conditioning in the room was turned up to the maximum, and the cool air mingled with the warm aroma of the food.

On the window frame, bathed in sunlight, the blue silver grass planted on the exquisite golden jade plate shook its branches and leaves, leisurely enjoying the sunshine.

Qin Xu sat at the table, slowly scraping the seafood in the Dongxing shrimp porridge with a silver spoon.

"You just let those two leave like that?" Bibi Dong's voice rang out.

Qin Xu put down his spoon and said, "I'll keep them for now because I still have some use for them."

Bibi Dong paused for a moment, then said, "I don't really want to see him living too well."

"Don't worry. But I've always had a question..." Qin Xu stood up and went to the window, gently twirling a leaf of the Blue Silver Grass with his index finger: "What was that god you mentioned the other day? Do gods really exist on the Douluo Continent?"

"God?" Bibi Dong felt a little nervous.

She knew only three gods.

Among them, Rakshasa is an evil god, but she does not want to reveal too much, especially about Rakshasa's examination, and she does not want Qin Xu to know that she has a daughter so early.

After organizing her thoughts, Bibi Dong revealed everything she knew.

"The Divine Trial is about passing the test of the gods, inheriting the divine position, and then flying to the ethereal realm of gods... Gods cannot descend to the mortal realm, and humans cannot actively contact the gods without divine artifacts... Gods are powerful beings of level ninety-nine or above, and their existence is related to the birth of faith." Qin Xu simply sorted out his thoughts and breathed a sigh of relief.

God doesn't seem so scary, nor does He always seem to be watching.

"Then, are there any people who are born under the watchful eye of 'God'?"

Bibi Dong's heart tightened as she thought of Qian Renxue.

I don't know if she counts.

She sighed inwardly, but was unwilling to blame Qin Xu: "Very few."

"Tang San and my disciple, they look very alike," Qin Xu said.

"It does resemble it, but it's probably not. As you said, such a person has one characteristic: their innate soul power exceeds level ten. Their martial soul is no longer an ordinary martial soul, but a god-level martial soul," Bibi Dong said.

"Isn't that right?" Qin Xu was skeptical, but as long as there was a possibility, he would have to be more careful when he was up to something.

"There's one more thing. You said before that the Spirit Hall has now split into the Hall of Offerings and the Hall of Elders. You can only command the Hall of Elders, but you can't give orders to the Hall of Offerings, is that right?" Qin Xu asked.

"That's right, but it's not their fault... I don't have the surname Qian after all," Bibi Dong said.