OBS Chapter 36 Three Years Later
Chapter 36 Three Years Later
Time flies, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Southeast of Mo City, deep in the Cloud and Mist Mountains, the once desolate valley has been completely transformed.
The dark blue stone wall, which is thirty meters high, is built against the mountain, and the natural rock patterns on the wall surface gleam with a metallic luster in the sunlight.
At the only entrance to the valley, two thick iron gates, each two feet in diameter, were tightly shut. Above the gates were three ancient characters written in bold, elegant strokes: Haotian Sect.
The characters are vigorous and powerful, with a hint of hammering, and are indeed written by Tang Xiao himself.
Within the sect, the buildings are arranged in a pleasing and orderly manner.
The central main hall, "Haotian Hall," is the most magnificent. In the square in front of the hall, a ten-meter-high black iron hammer sculpture stands, with the hammer handle pointing straight to the sky, symbolizing the sect's indomitable will.
The east side contains training and production areas such as the martial arts arena, forging hall, and alchemy workshop, while the west side contains the residential area and library.
In three years, the Haotian Sect has re-established its roots in Mo City.
Inside the Haotian Palace.
"It's true!"
"This soul-guided gauntlet really can increase the user's strength by 20%!"
Looking at the unremarkable soul-guided gauntlet in his hand, Tang Xiao stared at Tang Yu in surprise.
"Yes, Sect Master."
Tang Yu nodded firmly.
Seeing Tang Yu's determined gaze, Tang Xiao still had some doubts and needed to test him. He then spoke to Tang Yu:
"Come on, Tang Yu, throw a punch at me with all your might, and then put on this arm armor and throw another punch with all your might."
Tang Xiao's voice echoed in the empty Haotian Palace, carrying an undeniable air of authority, as well as a hint of anticipation and curiosity.
Besides Tang Xiao, Tang Yu, and Titan, Tang Kun, Tang Wei, and Dugu Bo, who happened to be there discussing matters, were also present in the hall.
All eyes were focused on the arm armor in Tang Yu's hand, which looked rather simple and had a dark metallic sheen.
Tang Yu's lips twitched slightly as he looked at his sect leader's "asking for a beating" expression, but he still followed orders and walked to the more open area in the center of the main hall.
He took a deep breath and gently placed the soul-guided gauntlet on the stone table beside him.
"Sect Master, I shall begin." Tang Yu stood still, his gaze calm.
He is now nine years old. Thanks to the bloodline of the Golden Dragon King and the continuous nourishment of the "Dragon God Technique", he is much taller and stronger than other children his age. Underneath his seemingly thin robes are smooth-lined muscles that contain explosive power.
Without using his soul power or summoning his martial soul, Tang Yu relied purely on his physical strength, taking a half step back with his right leg, tightening his core, and twisting his right fist out from under his ribs!
"call!"
The fist whistled through the air with a short, sharp sound.
This punch was simple and direct, yet it twisted all the body's strength into one, subtly carrying a certain profound and calming quality.
Three years of cultivating the "Dragon God Technique" not only strengthened his physique but also gave him exquisite control over his power.
Tang Xiao stood still, neither dodging nor avoiding, but simply raised his left palm, the palm slightly concave, radiating an extremely faint, almost invisible halo of soul power.
He deliberately suppressed his defense to an extremely low level, relying solely on the instinctive control of a Title Douluo over his body to feel the power of this punch.
"Bang!"
The fist and palm collided, producing a muffled thud.
Tang Xiao's hand remained motionless, but a hint of surprise and doubt flashed in his eyes.
The power of this punch far exceeded that of an ordinary nine-year-old child, and was even comparable to some Soul Masters of level 30 or above who were known for their strength!
But why hasn't Tang Yu's soul power increased at all in these three years?
Despite his doubts, Tang Xiao still nodded approvingly at Tang Yu:
"Good lad!"
"With this physical strength alone, even if your soul power cannot be improved, you would probably have few rivals among people of the same age."
Tang Yu smiled but didn't say anything.
Three years ago, when he obtained his first spirit ring, his spirit power was already at level eleven.
Three years later, his soul power remained at level eleven, without any breakthrough.
Over the past three years, he has also faced a lot of criticism.
"My soul power hasn't improved at all in three years. What a waste of my mutated Clear Sky Hammer martial soul and my innate full soul power talent."
From being the center of attention and hailed as the future hope of the Haotian Sect, to now having his soul power stagnate and his cultivation surpassed by his peers one by one, Tang Yu has experienced the bitter taste of falling from grace.
However, it would be a grave mistake to conclude that he was a "fallen genius."
Only Tang Yu himself knew that his soul power had not remained stagnant over the past year. On the contrary, with the blessing of the Dragon God Technique and the Golden Dragon King's bloodline, his soul power had grown at a rate far exceeding that of ordinary people.
But the problem is that the Golden Dragon King's Dragon Core in his dantian is like a bottomless pit, devouring more than 90% of the soul power he has cultivated!
Most of the remaining soul power was used to strengthen the physical body and nourish the bloodline.
Ultimately, the amount of soul power that can remain in the meridians and be used is pitifully small.
Tang Yu clenched his fist, feeling the surging power within him.
Although his soul power did not increase, his physical condition underwent tremendous changes in the past three years.
With the residual energy of the Golden Winged Dragon's million-year soul ring, the bloodline of the Golden Dragon King, and the continuous tempering of the basic techniques of the "Dragon God Technique," his physical strength had long surpassed conventional understanding.
With a single arm strength exceeding a thousand pounds, bone density five times that of an ordinary person, meridians as tough as dragon tendons, and skin covered with a layer of golden scales invisible to the naked eye, he could withstand a full-force attack from an ordinary Soul Master.
To Tang Yu's disappointment, although the Golden Dragon King's Dragon Core in his dantian had absorbed ninety percent of his soul power cultivated over three years, the Dragon Core remained dull and lifeless.
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After testing his strength without the soul-guided gauntlet, Tang Yu walked to the stone table and picked up the soul-guided gauntlet.
The arm armor is made entirely of a gray-black metal, with fine and intricate patterns engraved on its surface. These patterns are not decorations; upon closer inspection, one can see that they form a strange, recurring pattern, with a faint light flowing deep within the patterns.
The arm armor has an ingenious structure that fits perfectly from the forearm to the palm, and the joints are designed to be flexible so as not to restrict movement.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Tang Yu put on the soul-guided gauntlet on his right arm and fastened the flexible buckle inside.
The arm armor automatically retracted and adjusted to fit his arm snugly, with a moderate weight that did not feel bulky.
When Tang Yu slightly injected his soul power into the core of the arm armor, a sudden change occurred as a circular protrusion appeared on the inside of his forearm!
hum-
A deep humming sound rang out, and the gray patterns on the surface of the arm armor were instantly illuminated, revealing a dark gold color that seemed poised to unleash its power!
The lines seemed to contain liquid energy flowing rapidly, converging towards the fist and several key points of force.
At the same time, the arm armor itself seemed to "come alive," creating a strange connection with Tang Yu's arm muscles, as if it had become an extension of his body.
Tang Yu could clearly feel that the internal structure of the arm armor was subtly adjusting to provide support and conduction in a way that best suited his exertion.
A warm and surging sense of power returned from the arm armor and merged into his arm.