Outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.
"White Tiger, possess!"
"Roar!"
Three spirit rings, two yellow and one purple, rose from Dai Mubai's feet, and the shadow of a white tiger floated behind him.
"Hahaha, sisters, look! He really is a wild dog."
Shui Yue'er faced the ferocious Dai Mubai with no fear, even laughing out loud.
"Hey, little wild dog! How dare a Soul Master say you're mediocre if you don't dare to cause trouble?"
Xue Wu was incredulous. The other party acted as arrogant as a Titled Douluo, but she didn't expect him to be just a Soul Master. Wasn't he afraid of being beaten to death?
"Shame on you..."
Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing all gave each other expressions as if they were strangers.
"Stop talking nonsense. I'll give you a chance to unleash your spirit."
Dai Mubai glared at her with two disparate eyes, his voice cold. The woman was about his age, and he was confident he could defeat her.
"Sister Xuewu, just grant him his wish."
Shui Yue'er, not afraid of trouble, swung her stockinged legs from a stool and jogged.
"Alright, you asked for it yourself."
Xuewu's spirit was extremely special: Xianwu Xuetuan, an elemental spirit with almost no physical form.
A crystal-clear snowflake surrounded Xuewu, and four yellow and purple spirit rings rose.
"Soul Sect... and her fourth spirit ring is incredibly close to ten thousand years old. How... is that possible?"
Xuewu's fourth spirit ring was a pale black. Generally, when a spirit beast reaches its breakthrough limit, the color of its spirit ring changes accordingly. For example, a 900-1000-year-old spirit ring would be pale purple, while a pale black ring would represent a spirit ring between 9000 and 10,000 years old. Tang San was eager to know how she achieved this. Tang San clearly remembered Yu Xiaogang's words: the first spirit ring's limit was 423 years, the second's 764 years, the third's 1760 years, the fourth's 5000 years, the fifth's 12000 years, the sixth's 20000 years, the seventh's 30000-50000 years, the eighth's 50000 years and above, and the ninth's 100000 years and above.
A spirit master who absorbed spirit rings beyond their limit would most likely explode, as their bodies couldn't withstand it.
And Xuewu's fourth spirit ring exceeded the limit by nearly 5000 years, which was a complete slap in Yu Xiaogang's face.
For the first time, Tang San, who had always believed in Yu Xiaogang, began to question him.
Knowledge is important, but it also depends on the person. Yu Xiaogang, a level 29 Great Spirit Master, relied entirely on guesswork, and no one had put his theories into practice in decades.
Well... Tang San was the first guinea pig.
In the original novel, Tang San repeatedly slapped Yu Xiaogang in the face, his theories a joke.
"Want to dance with me?"
Snowflakes drifted down, and Xue Wu began to dance gracefully, instantly dropping the temperature by over ten degrees Celsius.
"White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!"
A milky white ball of light erupted from Dai Mubai's mouth. He didn't believe his chances of winning were high, but for the sake of face, he had to bite the bullet and charge forward.
"Whoosh!"
A chill wind blew in from the window, filling the entire floor with mist, and the temperature instantly dropped over ten degrees Celsius.
"Crack..."
A transparent ice mirror blocked the ball of light, and the moisture in the mist began to freeze. The temperature was now minus ten degrees Celsius, and the entire building was enveloped in a chill.
"It's so cold..."
Ning Rongrong and the other two huddled together for warmth. The tea in their cups turned to ice, and the second floor of the hotel looked like a glacier.
"What a weak little stray dog! Sister Xuewu hasn't even put in any effort yet, and he's collapsed!"
Shui Yue'er watched with dismay. How could it be over just when it began?
It hadn't even been five minutes.
"He's frozen inside."
Shui Bing'er blew on the cold cup, and the ice melted into icy water. She opened her mouth and took a sip. Xuewu's ability was to control the weather, greatly enhanced by practicing the Ice Heart Technique.
Just now, Xuewu had used four soul skills: dark clouds, rain, ice and snow, and whirlwind.
Combined, these four soul skills could create a world of ice and snow. Within the glacier, Xuewu could even manipulate the temperature to freeze the blood in her enemies.
"Fatty, use fire breath!"
Oscar screamed, frozen to the stool, unable to move. He couldn't even feel his butt.
"Stop!"
"Isn't this embarrassing enough?"
Flanders, who had been watching the show from upstairs, came down with Zhao Wuji.
Each of them had seven spirit rings floating around them.
A bear and an owl.
"Hehe, after beating up the little ones, the older ones are out."
"What? You want to stir up trouble too?"
"Those who don't dare stir up trouble are mediocre. So impressive! Two Soul Saints here, that's terrifying."
Shui Yue'er's face was as venomous as honey.
Flanders and Zhao Wuji's faces were as dark as the bottom of a pot.
"Little girl, didn't your elders teach you to respect the strong in public?"
Flanders pushed his glasses up his nose and said coldly.
Zhao Wuji's face gleamed with ferocity. This guy wasn't a good person to begin with. He often bullied the weak.
"Huh~"
"Soul Sage, that's just so-so. What do you think, Mom?"
Shui Bing'er exhaled a cold breath and turned to look at Shui Qinglian.
"Huh?"
"Ahem, Soul Sage?"
Shui Qinglian, drowsy, was a little confused.
"Can a Soul Sage be considered a powerful being now?"
Shui Qinglian shook her head, and a yellow soul ring rose.
"Is she...?"
Seeing Shui Qinglian raise her fifth soul ring, Flanders grew curious. A moment later, he saw her raise her sixth, and then her seventh.
Flanders, expressionless, was slightly moved.
Swish, the eighth pale red soul ring rose, and the Shrek group's faces paled.
Soul Douluo!