Douluo : Capture the goddess starting from peerless tang sect

"I thought you'd choose to stay out of this."

Hearing Tang Lan's words, Ning Fengzhi turned around with his usual refined smile.

"Sword Uncle and Bone Uncle have made it."

Oh?

Tang Lan understood now.

No wonder the ever-cautious Ning Fengzhi hadn't chosen to remain neutral this time.

He had confidence now, and his stance could be firmer.

"Congratulations." Tang Lan grinned. "Looks like my Tang Sect Encyclopedia, Volume Three just got more content to fill."

Ning Fengzhi chuckled in agreement and turned to leave, without even asking about Tang Lan's plans.

His presence alone was a statement—letting Tang Lan know that, when needed, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would stand by his side.

As for the specifics?

That was something best left unasked.

If anything went wrong in the plan, the blame would fall squarely on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Better to respond to all changes by remaining unchanged.

This cheap sworn brother of mine sure knows how to navigate social affairs.

With that thought, Tang Lan continued walking.

After a brief preparation, he gathered the entire Tang Sect, including Dugu Bo and Wang Dali, and headed toward the arena.

On the way, the streets were noticeably less bustling than in previous days.

It was as if—

People had caught wind of the storm brewing and had chosen to stay out of it.

Tang Lan didn't mind.

—He never intended to hide the fact that he was here to stir things up.

That was what true confidence looked like.

At the Arena

Contrary to the deserted streets, the arena was packed.

Teams, factions, and even the higher-ups of Spirit Hall were all present.

At the center of the arena, the seven members of the Spirit Academy battle team stood, waiting.

Only the Tang Sect's designated spectator seats remained empty.

In the sky—

Bai He was carrying a specialized soul tool, broadcasting the event live to the entire continent.

Tang Lan patted Tang San's shoulder.

"You'll be leading the team in this match, Little Third."

Tang San flashed a confident smile.

"Brother! Leave it to me!"

"That Red Mist Domain is nothing in front of my Purple Demon Eye!"

It was precisely because of this that Tang Lan entrusted Tang San with the command.

Leaving the seven members on the field, Tang Lan unleashed his spiritual power, lifting the rest of the group into the air and landing in the Tang Sect's spectator section.

He nodded to Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong in greeting before turning his gaze to the battlefield below.

This act did not go unnoticed by Bibi Dong, whose eyes flickered with murderous intent.

—Daring to ignore me?

Very well.

Let's see if you can still be this arrogant in a moment.

She cast a glance at the referee.

The referee shuddered and immediately announced—

"Both sides, reveal your martial souls and spirit rings!"

The same old tactic—trying to get a free read on Tang Sect Academy's strength.

On the Spirit Academy's side, their formations were uniform, with optimal spirit ring configurations.

Leading the team, Hu Liena and two others stood out with their five-ring Spirit King levels, causing other teams to shake their heads in disbelief.

—Three five-ring Spirit Kings?!

How do you even fight that?

But—

When the Tang Sect Academy team revealed their spirit rings, everyone was stunned!

Tang Sect's Spirit Ring Configurations

Jing Ling: Purple, Yellow, Black, Black!

Not too shocking.

A talented four-ring Spirit Ancestor.

Though his third and fourth rings were both 10,000-year spirit rings, rumors had long circulated that Jing Ling's spirit soul was an innate one.

Just lucky, really.

However—

His 1,000-year first spirit ring, similar to Dai Mubai's, sparked curiosity.

How did they manage that?

His 100-year second spirit ring further indicated that the 1,000-year first ring was a unique anomaly.

Many onlookers began to wonder—

Could they also defy fate and change their spirit ring configurations?

Shui Yue'er: Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Red!

The second four-ring Spirit Ancestor.

But that 100,000-year fourth spirit ring was absolutely blinding!

—Tang Sect must have a method to mass-produce 100,000-year spirit rings!

Oscar: Purple, Yellow, Purple, Black, Black!

At this point, spirit rings weren't even the main issue anymore.

—A food-type five-ring Spirit King?!

And from his soul power fluctuations, he was stronger than Hu Liena and her team!

Once again proving—Tang Shi's cultivation methods are the best on the entire continent!

Tang San: White, Yellow, Black, Red, Black!

Another five-ring Spirit King.

Wait!

Hold on a second!

Was there something completely out of place here?!

—What's up with that ten-year first spirit ring?!

The Championship Begins!

Yet, Tang San's fourth spirit ring was a red 100,000-year spirit ring, while his fifth reverted back to a black 10,000-year spirit ring.

This… was baffling.

Wasn't he supposed to be Tang Shi's younger brother?

That meant resources wouldn't have been an issue, yet…

—Could it be that his talent was subpar and they had to forcefully boost him up?!

Dai Mubai: Purple, Yellow, Purple, Black, Black!

Compared to the others, his setup seemed almost "normal."

However, his Crimson Flame White Tiger Martial Soul caught quite a few people's attention.

Rumor had it—

He used to be quite the playboy?

Many people were already scheming, wondering if they could "arrange a breeding match."

—After all, spirit rings can't be inherited, but martial souls can!

Shui Bing'er: Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Red, Red!

Her double 100,000-year spirit rings were dazzling, and the pressure from her Ice Phoenix Martial Soul was even stronger than the Crimson Flame White Tiger.

Especially the falling snowflakes around her—just looking at them gave people the illusion of being frozen solid.

Many recalled a term mentioned in Tang Sect Encyclopedia, Volume Two—

Absolute Attributes!

Was this the legendary Absolute Ice?!

Another monstrous genius!

Watching the broadcast, the Dean of Tianshui Academy gazed at the screen with deep emotion.

He knew Shui Bing'er's talent.

Good, but not exceptional.

Yet under Tang Lan's guidance, she had transformed into an absolute prodigy.

Finally, Ning Rongrong: Yellow, Purple, Black, Red, Red!

Her second spirit ring was 1,000 years—the first of its kind!

But what stood out the most was…

Wasn't the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda supposed to have only seven levels?!

Then why did hers have nine?!

Didn't that mean—

The level cap that restricted the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect… no longer applied to her?

Would she become the first ever Title Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?!

"Wait a minute!"

"There are five five-ring Spirit Kings?!"

"Don't forget Zhu Zhuqing from yesterday—she's a six-ring Spirit Emperor!"

"Something feels off…"

"What about that rabbit-eared girl? Wasn't she also part of Tang Sect Academy's main team? Why isn't she in today's match?"

The arena buzzed with discussion.

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes at Tang Lan.

With a righteous tone, she questioned, "Sect Master Tang, are you looking down on my Spirit Academy? Do you think we're not even worthy of facing your full strength?"

Tang Lan rolled his eyes.

—Damn, Bibi Dong really inherited all of Yu Xiaogang's annoying habits.

But to keep the show going—

Tang Lan still responded loudly, "My disciples, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, were accidentally injured during sparring yesterday. They won't be able to fight in the short term."

The audience murmured in understanding.

So it wasn't arrogance—Tang Sect Academy had just been careless, letting their own people get injured before the finals.

With Bibi Dong stepping back, the referee immediately announced—

"The match begins!"

In the next moment—

Xie Yue and Hu Liena stood back to back, instantly activating their Martial Soul Fusion Technique—Enchanting Demon!

The Blood Mist Domain expanded, moving with their rapid movements, engulfing Tang Sect Academy.

The Championship Battle—Begins!

(End of Chapter)