Douluo: I Can Choose My Own Soul Skills

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"It's him! Brother San, it's him!" Xiao Wu pointed, her voice trembling with fear.

"Who is he?" Tang San frowned, sensing the alarm in Xiao Wu's tone.

"He's that Soul Master—Ye Lan! The one whose Martial Soul and hair color changed completely! He was our roommate four years ago!" Xiao Wu stared at Ye Lan as he stepped onto the stage.

Though Ye Lan was now taller, that golden hair and gentle face—she could never forget it.

She could also never forget the humiliation of that day. Afterward, she had cried in Brother San's arms for a long time.

It was also after that moment their relationship deepened.

"Ye Lan? Impossible! Teacher said he'd never catch up to my cultivation speed. How can he already be at level 23?" Tang San's face was filled with disbelief.

He clearly remembered how his teacher had confidently promised that by the time he became a Soul Elder, Ye Lan wouldn't even reach Soul Grandmaster.

Yet now, Ye Lan was only six levels behind him?

Four years ago, Xiao Wu had told Tang San that Ye Lan had just become a Soul Master. Ye Lan was at level 11, while Tang San was at level 18.

A seven-level difference back then, but now it had shrunk?

Tang San was born with full innate soul power. So what kind of talent did Ye Lan possess?

"No way! That's definitely not Ye Lan—just another Blue Silver Grass Soul Master who happens to look like him!" Tang San couldn't believe his teacher could be wrong, and stubbornly tried to convince Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu pouted, looking at Tang San with grievance. "Brother San, you don't believe me!"

"Xiao San, it's been a few years and your soul power hasn't improved much, but your self-deception has grown. You should learn from Xiao Wu when it comes to reading people," Ye Lan said mockingly, watching Tang San's shaken expression.

Hearing that voice from across time, Tang San knew instantly—the golden-haired young man before him was Ye Lan.

Tang San couldn't deny Ye Lan's level. Soul Duels in the Great Soul Arena required soul power verification.

Maybe... even the teacher's theories have flaws? But how? Ye Lan only had innate level 3 soul power…

"Ye Lan? You only had level 3 innate soul power! How did you become a Soul Grandmaster?"

"That has nothing to do with you. Let's fight. I hope you've made some progress in the past six years." Ye Lan wasn't interested in explaining anything to Tang San.

Looking at Tang San's ordinary appearance, Ye Lan's thoughts drifted to the image of Tang Hao.

Ye Lan clenched his fists so tightly that his nails pierced into his palms. Drops of crimson blood dripped onto the arena floor.

Seeing Ye Lan unwilling to answer, Tang San forcibly cleared his mind, turned around, and patted Xiao Wu on the shoulder.

"Xiao Wu, I believe you—he is Ye Lan. But even so, don't be afraid. I'm here," he said with determination.

Xiao Wu brushed aside her wounded expression and stared at Ye Lan with a serious gaze.

"Brother San, Ye Lan's Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul has undergone huge changes. He can control it within a ten-meter radius! Don't let it wrap around you," Xiao Wu reminded him, recalling that day's incident with the Blue Silver Grass.

Tang San was also replaying his first encounter with Ye Lan in his mind.

Back then, he had just awakened his Martial Soul and wasn't yet proficient in Xuan Tian Technique, Purple Demon Eye, Mysterious Jade Hand, Controlling Crane Catching Dragon, or Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track. Now, his close-combat ability had greatly improved. That's one win.

After absorbing the Ghost Vine's soul ring, his second soul skill granted Blue Silver Grass enhanced toughness, parasitic ability, and neurotoxin properties.

Previously, Ye Lan had severed soul power to block the toxin's effect, but Teacher once said—if someone is poisoned all over, there's no way to cut off soul power from every part of the body!

Let's see how he cuts off his soul power everywhere. Without it, how will he fight me?

That's two wins.

His level was about to break through to 30. Even if Ye Lan caught up by one level, Tang San still had a six-level lead. In terms of raw soul power reserves, he had an overwhelming advantage.

That's three wins.

Moreover, he had the unbeatable close-combat partner, Xiao Wu, while Ye Lan was alone. A two-versus-one match!

That's four wins!

Four advantages to Ye Lan's four weaknesses!

Having finished analyzing all the intel on Ye Lan, Tang San now felt certain of victory. His expression shifted from disbelief to an arrogant grin.

"The advantage is mine!!! Xiao Wu, get ready for battle!"

Tang San didn't care about honor. According to the Xuan Tian Record of Tang Sect, once someone was confirmed as an enemy, if they walked the path to death—strike without mercy.

Ye Lan had long been on Tang San's "kill list" for bullying Xiao Wu. Had he not disappeared back then, Tang San would have taught him a lesson years ago.

On the other side, after learning his opponents were Tang San and Xiao Wu, Ye Lan had also finished analyzing their intel.

Tang San's growth had gone undisturbed, so he should've developed as expected.

At level 29, his second soul skill Parasitism was extremely troublesome—especially with the added neurotoxin.

However, Ye Lan wasn't concerned about Tang San's Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul. His own Blue Silver Grass – Vital Spirit Form would show Tang San the true difference.

What he did find concerning was Tang San's second Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, and his arsenal of hidden weapons.

Although the Clear Sky Hammer posed no threat to Blue Silver Priesthoods, it was still dangerous to Ye Lan himself.

The biggest threat remained Tang San's hidden weapons—especially the Dragon Beard Needle, a weapon so deadly it required slicing off flesh once embedded.

Besides Tang San, Xiao Wu was also worth noting.

She was a close-combat Power Attack-type Soul Master who relied on grappling techniques. Ye Lan would have to guard against her face-to-face strikes.

She was also equipped with Tang San's mechanical-type hidden weapons, meaning Ye Lan had to defend against sneak attacks from both of them. Neither held back when ambushing their enemies—they were truly birds of a feather.

Using his "Omnidirectional Mind," Ye Lan reviewed their battle strengths again, and now had ninety percent confidence in victory.

The missing ten percent was due to his inability to use the soul bone Touch of the Ancient Beast, which he hadn't fully fused with yet.

Even in the uninhabited Star Dou Forest, he hadn't dared use it—lest someone unexpectedly saw him.

Additionally, in the Star Dou Forest…

Ye Lan had tested a hidden feature of his Blue Silver Grass's Extreme Vitality—a surprise he hoped to gift Tang San.

Still, Ye Lan wouldn't rely solely on these predictions—unexpected events could always happen.

As his thoughts concluded, he caught sight of a ridiculous scene unfolding between Tang San and Xiao Wu.

"Xiao Wu! Up!" Tang San called, turning his head.

Xiao Wu nodded. After years of fighting together, their coordination was flawless.

With a light tap of her toes, Xiao Wu leapt into the air. Tang San raised his right hand beneath her foot, launching her upward.

Using the momentum, Xiao Wu performed a backflip, spreading her arms wide, and landed squarely on Tang San's shoulders, striking a perfect golden rooster stance.

(End of Chapter)