The Blood Gods nearby, intrigued, said, "He's got guts, it seems that this kid favored by Blood One, apart from strength, has a decent temperament!"
"It's a pity, though, if his teacher, Colonel Xu Sheng, could join, that would be even better!"
"Forget it, such a terrifying powerhouse, how could he possibly join our Blood God Camp, I heard he left the Blood God Army not long ago!"
"Shh, don't talk about that now, just quietly watch!"
One of the War God Reserve Members curbed his disdain slightly, patted his chest, and said, "Good lad, that's a real man for you. Alright, if you can defeat one of us three, then we will have no objections to this matter!"
"Otherwise, you have to give up the right to be an official Blood God, no problem, right?"
Tang Wulin replied unflinchingly, "Of course no problem but I hope the seniors here will keep their word and not go back on it."
Another War God Reserve Member, happy to hear his agreement, said with joy, "Then let the Blood Gods bear witness to this bet!"
Truth be told, they were also afraid Tang Wulin would renege on the deal if he lost and not give up the privilege!
They couldn't just forcefully take it, that would completely disregard the rules of the Blood God Camp!
As the strongest existence in the Blood God Camp, Blood One glanced at the four people and said indifferently, "Alright, the outcome of this duel will be testified by every Blood God of the Blood God Camp. No one can renege once the winner is decided!"
With Blood One's affirmation, the leading War God Reserve Member stood tall and said confidently, "Say then, whom among us do you choose as your opponent?"
Tang Wulin took a deep breath and seriously said, "Among the three of you, who is the strongest?"
The former, upon hearing this, sneered, "What, do you want to choose the weakest? Let me tell you the truth, I'm the strongest among the three!"
Just when I thought he was a real man, it turns out he chickens out like this!
Tang Wulin's gaze fell upon him, "Good, then I'll duel you!"
The corner of the reserve member's mouth curled up, "Good, just don't say I bullied you when the time comes!"
"Interesting kid, do you know that you're bound to lose and deliberately want to show your courage to the Blood Gods? Then I'll satisfy you!"
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The Blood God Camp, Duel Arena!
With the arrival of the nine Blood Gods, the other War God Reserve Members at the scene stopped what they were doing…
After gathering together, their faces filled with curiosity as they began to discuss…
"Hiss, what happened? Why have all the Blood Gods come to our Blood God Camp's Duel Arena?"
"No idea, I heard it's about fighting for the status of an official Blood God…"
"You're all out of the loop. It seems that the new War God Reserve Member, who is only at the Soul Sage Level, has been given the status of an official Blood God. It's normal for people to make a fuss about it!"
"Pfft, I wouldn't agree either. Just a Soul Sage and would only be mediocre among us War God Reserve Members. Why should he have this privilege?"
"Exactly, if that newcomer can have it, why can't we? It's completely unfair!"
Blood Two, who was in charge of overseeing this duel, simply gave them a cold glance, and the entire Duel Arena instantly became silent as a graveyard!
Then, Blood Two spoke up again, "Wang Zhi, Tang Wulin, both of you, get on the stage!"
As the words fell, Tang Wulin and the aforementioned reserve member entered from opposite sides of the same platform!
Only then did Blood Two continue, "This duel is merely a sparring exercise, injuries or disabilities are not allowed, or else, suffer the consequences!"
"If there are no objections, now, release your Martial Souls!"
Wang Zhi flexed his upper body muscles and then sneered, "Kid, don't worry, I will show mercy!"
In an instant, a terrifying soul power fluctuation was released from within him, followed by a sabertooth shark, dozens of meters in size, leaping out from the ocean and gradually materializing…
Eight soul rings also emerged from beneath his feet...
Without a doubt, he was a powerhouse at the Soul Douluo level!
Tang Wulin's expression became serious. "Is this the oppressive feeling of a Soul Douluo? Indeed, stronger than any opponent I've faced before!"
Nevertheless, he released his own Bluesilver Grass Martial Soul...
Seven soul rings rose up from beneath his feet...
Just in terms of momentum, he was already at a disadvantage!
The reserve members observing the battle rubbed their eyes in shock when they saw Tang Wulin's Martial Soul was Bluesilver Grass, exclaiming, "What? This kid actually has a Bluesilver Grass Martial Soul? Can someone with such a useless Martial Soul really join our Blood God Camp?"
"Even though it's a useless Martial Soul, look at his soul rings, they include hundred-thousand-year ones! It's probably not that simple!"
"What of hundred-thousand-year soul rings? A useless Martial Soul is still trash! Thinking he can defeat Wang Zhi, who possesses the top-level Martial Soul of the Sabertooth Shark, with Bluesilver Grass is ludicrous!"
"On one side is a Soul Sage with a useless Martial Soul, and on the other, a Soul Douluo with a top-level Martial Soul. Just use your butt to think and you'll know who will win!"
Blood Two frowned slightly and glanced at Blood One beside him, "Blood One, you never mentioned that the kid has a Bluesilver Grass Martial Soul. Have we misjudged?"
Blood Three was also frustrated, "Exactly, Blood One. Although that legendary Tang San also had a Bluesilver Grass, clearly, not just anyone can have his luck!"
Blood Five shrugged his shoulders, "Just a Bluesilver Grass Martial Soul? It's over, it's going to be a one-sided slaughter!"
Blood Seven said disdainfully, "Even with hundred-thousand-year soul rings, it won't change the fact that he has a useless Martial Soul. It's a pity, I thought we had someone with potential!"
Only Blood Eight's beautiful eyes sparkled with a hint of complexity, "It's not that simple. This Tang Wulin, being Xu Sheng's disciple, must possess extraordinary strength!"
For some reason, she too felt that she couldn't be certain of defeating Tang Wulin!
Despite the fact that he was merely a minor Soul Sage!
Blood One's lips curved slightly upward, "We'll see if it's a mule or a horse once we take it out for a stroll! This kid won't let us down!"
Blood Two stopped dwelling on it and loudly announced, "The duel begins!"
Wang Zhi looked at Tang Wulin with supreme confidence, "Since your Martial Soul is that useless Bluesilver Grass and you're only a Soul Sage, I'll give you three moves!"
He had felt some pressure at first, but as soon as he saw the opponent's Martial Soul was Bluesilver Grass, it disappeared instantly!
Tang Wulin, too, was not modest, he spoke coldly, "Then I'll take the liberty!"
First Soul Skill, Binding!
As the first soul ring lit up, hundreds of thick Bluesilver Grass blades coiled towards Wang Zhi in front of him…
"To test with such a low-level attack is to look down upon... Eh, how interesting! This mere Bluesilver Grass actually has such toughness!"
Wang Zhi, who hadn't taken it seriously at first, was surprised to find that even with his Soul Douluo strength, he was unable to break free from the Bluesilver Grass' binding instantly!
This piqued his interest…
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