Chapter 99 Gathering in Soto City

Barak Kingdom, Soto City, Rose Hotel.

Just by hearing the name, you know that this is a different hotel, especially the decoration outside the hotel. It is really too ambiguous. Anyone with a little experience can see the extraordinaryness of this hotel.

Bang——

In the hotel lobby, a muffled thunder sounded.

At first glance, a burly and strong man, about 1.8 meters tall, wearing platinum clothes, and a resolute blond man. He half-crouched on the ground, a pair of eyes with heterochromatic pupils looking straight ahead, very serious.

He stood up slightly, patted his clothes with his palms, and said lightly: "Very good, I haven't met an opponent like you for a long time. As long as you can beat me, I will apologize to you, and the room will be rented by me for you."

"Oh, then I'll be here, thank you in advance."

In front of the blond man, there stood a man who was 1.7 meters tall, with short black hair, and his face didn't look too outstanding, but he looked very easy-going. He was wearing a blue suit, and his black eyes looked at the man with different eyes in front of him, and he spoke indifferently.

Obviously in his eyes, he would definitely win this battle.

"Tang San, let me do it, I must teach this guy who looks down on others a lesson!"

During the conversation between the two, a crisp voice, but a very urgent and irritable voice broke in.

The speaker was a woman who was a little shorter than the blue suit, but her face was a little unusual.

The woman looked about twelve years old, with a somewhat immature face, but the pink face and a pair of big watery eyes. Not only beautiful, but also gave people a sense of cuteness. The word cute seemed to be tailor-made for her.

Unfortunately, such a cute woman, when she spoke, was very, very irritable.

Looking at the other party's excited appearance, it was obvious that she was still a belligerent and aggressive person, which was a bit incompatible with cuteness.

Hearing this, Tang San smiled faintly: "Don't worry, Xiao Wu, I will definitely win."

Yes, the two were Tang San and Xiao Wu who came to Soto City from Notting Academy.

Time has passed, and it has been six years since the two awakened their martial spirits. They have completed their studies and left Notting Junior Soul Master Academy and came here.

"I don't want you to win. It's the most interesting thing for me to beat that guy myself, okay?"

Seeing Tang San like this, Xiao Wu couldn't help but curl her lips and muttered in her heart: "Tang San is really boring. He doesn't let me fight every time he comes out."

Every time she was stopped from fighting by Tang San, Xiao Wu felt bored.

She clearly remembered that she could fight anytime and anywhere before. When did she become restricted?

Oh, I remember.

Since Ling Yun left, she has never had a good fight again.

"By the way, where did that guy go?"

Two years have passed since Ling Yun left, and the other party promised to send some news back.

As a result, there has been no news for two years. Even the dean has not received any news from Ling Yun.

It’s not that he didn’t go out to inquire, but there was no news in Fasino Province. He also asked his friends to look for it together, but there was no news even from the Tiandou Empire.

It’s like... Ling Yun has never appeared.

These news once made Dean Ling Nuo very upset. He almost didn’t eat well in the past two years.

How to say it, in the words of Wang Sheng and others, just like Ling Yun before awakening his martial spirit, very gloomy and scary.

No matter how Xiao Wu thought about it, Tang San and the blond man opposite him did not move.

“Oh, so your name is Tang San, very good.”

Hearing this, the blond man took a step forward.

At this moment, the soul power in his body was instantly released to the outside world.

“White Tiger, possess!”

“Roar——”

A majestic black-striped white tiger appeared. After it roared to the sky, it stood behind the blond man. The pair of different colored beast eyes were exactly the same as those on Dai Mubai's eyes, and it was obvious that they were going to the same destination.

As two yellow and one purple soul rings emerged one after another, his soul master-level strength was undoubtedly revealed.

"Dai Mubai, martial soul white tiger, 36-level strong attack system three-ring battle soul master, please teach me."

Dai Mubai stretched out his right hand and hooked it towards Tang San, making a battle declaration.

Tang San naturally knew the rules of the soul master world. A strange blue silver grass emerged from his right hand, followed by two light yellow soul rings.

"Tang San, martial soul blue silver grass, 29-level control system two-ring battle soul master, please teach me."

He stood there calmly, looking a bit gentlemanly.

"Oh, your martial soul is actually blue silver grass? Can blue silver grass be cultivated so quickly?"

Looking at the martial soul in Tang San's hand, Dai Mubai was very surprised.

Obviously, he didn't expect that Tang San, who knocked him away at a glance, would be a useless martial soul like blue silver grass.

Especially, the other party looked young, even younger than himself.

But he was able to cultivate to level 29 with a useless martial spirit like Blue Silver Grass?

Not only Dai Mubai, but even the people watching around him looked at Tang San with shock, confusion, and surprise.

Tang San naturally noticed the gazes of the people around him.

In response, Tang San simply explained: "There are no useless martial spirits, only useless soul masters."

"Okay, just for this sentence, I, Dai Mubai, recognize you!"

Let alone other things, just for this sentence, Dai Mubai admired the young man in front of him very much.

He was unfamiliar, younger than himself, and so strong.

Dai Mubai already had some guesses in his mind, which made him look forward to it.

Hearing Dai Mubai's praise, Tang San also looked at him differently, and couldn't help but say more: "I have to say, your eyes remind me of a friend of mine."

"Oh, I wonder which friend it is, where he is, and also has heterochromia like mine?"

He was born with heterochromia, which is the only one in the Douluo Continent in the past hundred years. He had some expectations for the person Tang San mentioned.

Shaking his head, Tang San sighed slightly: "I don't know, he has no news two years ago, otherwise his strength should be about the same as yours."

"That's really a pity."

Dai Mubai felt a little regretful, and then raised his head and looked directly at the other party: "Tang San, you are very much to my taste. I won't bully you, I can use the third spirit ring."

For spirit masters, the difference in spirit ring level will make a big difference in strength.

Especially for a span of a hundred or a thousand years, there is no need to say more about strength.

"Thank you, but I advise you to show your strength."

Tang San refused.

Dai Mubai thought he was seen through, and he snorted coldly: "Brother Tang San, you are too confident!"

After speaking, Dai Mubai took a step and jumped towards Tang San.

Outside the Rose Hotel.

A slim woman in a black leather jacket was observing all this. She was no one.

It was Zhu Zhuqing who came from the Xingluo Empire.

She had already discovered Dai Mubai, but she did not take any other actions, just observing from the outside.

She wanted to see what kind of strength the strongest genius of the Xingluo Empire had now.

In a tea shed not far away, a man in a black shabby cloak, holding tea in his hand, looked at the interior of the Rose Hotel.

"It seems that Xiao San has practiced well in the past six years."

The man in the cloak was no one, but Haotian Douluo Tang Hao.

But after observing for a while, he seemed to notice something and turned his head away suddenly.

At a glance, there was nothing special except for the pedestrians coming and going.

This made Tang Hao frown, wondering if it was an illusion just now, so he continued to observe his son's sparring.

In a pastry shop.

A black-haired man wearing a gray-blue robe was eating a pastry that looked very delicate and tempting.

As if he noticed that the sight behind him disappeared, Ling Yun quietly turned his head to take a look, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's a close call, I didn't expect to run into that guy, I really forgot to check the almanac before going out..."

"I said, can you put down the pastry in your hand?"

While talking to himself, a pleasant, crisp, and soft voice sounded beside him...