Douluo Dalu: The Legend of The Spider Emperor

"Only three minutes?"

"Yes, only three minutes!" Xiao Hong grinned, revealing a row of pristine white dog teeth.

"When there's only one minute left, the Death God's Heart embedded in your chest will flash with purple light—that's your warning signal."

Ye Hao's expression darkened slightly, and the corner of his mouth twitched. "Why does this feel so familiar? Ultraman?"

Xiao Hong continued, "Your trio's Martial Soul Fusion Technique—Twin Spider Emperor—you've already experienced its power firsthand. How does it feel to be a Rank 99 Limit Douluo, even if just for a moment?"

"I'd rather just become a true LImit Douluo now," Ye Hao muttered. The fusion technique consumed an enormous amount of soul power. Even after using it for the first time, he was completely drained.

Zhu Zhu and Zhu Er were in a better state—they were merely exhausted but still had some soul power left.

Ye Hao, however, was in the worst condition. But considering he was only a Soul King, having a "Limit Douluo Experience Card" for three minutes was still a ridiculous advantage.

"Brother Hong, I felt it for sure," Zhu Zhu nodded as he got up. "The moment I fused with the master, it was like our minds were completely connected. I could sense his every thought and intention as if they were my own. Zhu Er, did you feel the same?"

Zhu Er nodded faintly. "I did."

After the fusion ended, Zhu Er calmly returned to the pavilion, picked up her unfinished book, and resumed reading.

Suddenly, Snake Spear Douluo and Bloodthorn Douluo descended from the sky, with Qian Renxue following closely behind.

The three of them were on high alert, scanning their surroundings. The two Title Douluo unleashed their soul power to search for any anomalies.

After a thorough investigation, they found nothing—aside from Ye Hao, there was no trace of any mysterious "powerful figure."

It was as if that person had never been there…

"Brother!"

Before Ye Hao could even speak, Qian Renxue rushed forward and embraced him tightly, locking her arms around his back.

The sudden warmth caused Ye Hao's face to flush. His sister, who normally kept her distance, was acting unusually affectionate today.

"Sis, are you okay?"

Ye Hao reached out to touch Qian Renxue's smooth forehead, checking if she had a fever.

Qian Renxue: "…?"

"I'm just relieved you're okay. Was there really no powerful enemy here? Did anyone hurt you?" Qian Renxue asked anxiously.

"Powerful enemy?"

Hearing this, Xiao Hong suddenly burst into laughter.

"Xiao Hong, what's so funny?" Qian Renxue asked, confused.

Ye Hao managed a weak smile. "It's like this…"

After a brief explanation…

"A Limit Douluo?!"

Qian Renxue gasped. "I can't believe you, Zhu Zhu, and Zhu Er actually have a Martial Soul Fusion Technique. And once fused, your soul power skyrockets to Rank 99—this is simply unheard of! If only the duration were longer… No one in this world would be your match!"

"There's no way around it," Zhu Er suddenly spoke. "The master is only a Soul King. Three minutes is already the absolute limit."

Ye Hao: "…"

"When I become a Title Douluo, I believe the fusion duration will significantly increase."

"By the way, why are you all here?" Ye Hao turned to look at Snake Spear and Bloodthorn Douluo in curiosity.

"Oh! You must have sensed the anomaly in the back garden after we activated the Martial Soul Fusion Technique, so you rushed over, right?"

Qian Renxue rolled her eyes at Ye Hao. Suddenly realizing she was still hugging her brother tightly, she blushed and quickly let go, stepping back a few paces.

"I was worried about you," she admitted with a sigh. "Since you're safe, then…"

"Snake Spear Douluo, Bloodthorn Douluo, you may set off now. Safe journey."

The two Title Douluo bowed in acknowledgment before turning to leave.

"Now that Snake Spear and Bloodthorn Douluo are gone, little brother, I need to borrow someone from you."

Given Qian Renxue's unique status, she was constantly under the protection of at least two Title Douluo. Since the secret of the hidden weapons was too significant, it required two Title Douluo to personally escort them back to Spirit Hall.

"Zhu Zhu will stay with me, and Zhu Er will go with you, sis. I assume Snake Spear and Bloodthorn Douluo left for something related to the hidden weapons, right?"

"Brother, you're so smart!" Qian Renxue smiled and turned to Zhu Er, who was calmly reading.

"Zhu Er, I'll be counting on you during this time."

Zhu Er simply nodded lightly and turned another page, continuing to read.

Qian Renxue was used to this by now—Zhu Er had always been this quiet and composed. Since becoming human, she had developed an intense passion for reading.

Ye Hao then turned to Xiao Hong with an idea in mind.

"Xiao Hong, since I'm a twin martial soul user, and I can perform a Martial Soul Fusion Technique with Zhu Er and Zhu Zhu… What if I tried it with my mother?"

"Mother?" Qian Renxue frowned slightly. The word felt foreign to her.

"Mother?" Xiao Hong scratched his head and smirked. "Oh right, your mother is also a twin martial soul user. In theory, it should be possible. I've heard she's been a Title Douluo for years now. If she, Zhu Zhu, and Zhu Er performed the Martial Soul Fusion Technique together… she might actually break through to Rank 100."

"I mean, maybe. Maybe she will, maybe she won't."

"Rank 100?!" Ye Hao was dumbfounded. Was the Martial Soul Fusion Technique really this powerful?

"Rank… 100?"

Qian Renxue gasped again. Rank 100 wasn't an unfamiliar concept—it was merely a legend.

Her grandfather had once mentioned it to her before.

In the Angel Clan, there existed a set of 99,999-year-old soul bones that could only be absorbed by those with the Seraphim Martial Soul.

But the most crucial requirement?

The soul master had to be Rank 100 when absorbing the final soul bone!

That was the true key!

Qian Renxue could already imagine it—if Bibi Dong, Zhu Zhu, and Zhu Er performed the Martial Soul Fusion Technique together, and if she actually reached Rank 100…

The entire Douluo Continent would be flipped upside down.

Meanwhile, at Shrek Academy…

After undergoing emergency treatment, the long-unconscious Tang San finally woke up.

However, for some reason—perhaps due to the three consecutive losses—when Tang San opened his eyes, they looked hollow.

He simply stared blankly at the ceiling, completely unresponsive.

No matter how much Grandmaster or Flender called his name, Tang San showed no reaction. He just lay there, motionless and silent.

It was clear—he had been beaten into a complete mental breakdown.

Later that night, Tang Hao entered the dormitory, gazing at his son, who lay on the bed without moving.

"Xiao San," Tang Hao called softly.

"F-Father…" Tang San forced the words out, his voice weak.

Lifting his head slightly, he looked older than before. The back of his head was completely bald from the burns, making him look even more pitiful.

"Xiao San, are you really going to let this defeat break you?" Tang Hao sighed, sitting down beside him.

Tang San shook his head numbly. "Father, I don't know what to do anymore. Shrek Academy has already lost three matches in a row, and my gap with Ye Hao is only getting wider."

"Father, let me focus solely on training my second martial soul! I want revenge! I want to kill Ye Hao!" Tang San declared with unwavering determination.

This obsession had completely consumed him.

Tang Hao sighed deeply.

"Xiao San, your next match is against the other bottom-ranked team. I've already spoken to Grandmaster—once you're healed, I'm taking you somewhere."

"Father, does this mean I can finally focus on training my second martial soul?!" Tang San's eyes lit up.

"You brat!" Tang Hao smacked him on the head. "You didn't listen to a single thing I just said, did you?"

"Your Blue Silver Grass is not a trash martial soul."

Before leaving, Tang Hao left one final message.

"Face reality. Stop living in delusions."

Alone in the room, Tang San trembled with rage.

"Two Title Douluo… maybe more… Damn it!!!"

Grinding his teeth, he seethed, "No matter what… I, Tang San, will kill you one day!"