In Douluo Continent, I started by obtaining the Supreme Bone of Double Pupils.

Chapter 36 Forging the Soul Skills of Ten Thousand Martial Arts and Developing Double Pupils

On the way back.

Dugu Yan asked curiously, "Was that silver card a gift from His Highness the Crown Prince?"

Two thousand gold soul coins is something even an ordinary Soul Venerable couldn't afford, let alone a Grand Soul Master.

According to Dugu Yan, Yang Yuan did not come from a good background.

Therefore, that silver card could only have been a gift from His Highness the Crown Prince.

What Dugu Yan complained about was...

If this silver card was truly a gift from His Highness the Crown Prince, then he is far too stingy.

With only two thousand gold soul coins, you think you can recruit a top genius like Yang Yuan?

Yang Yuan shook his head.

"No, it was a gift from a friend at the Junior Soul Master Academy."

Dugu Yan suddenly realized.

"I knew it. If His Highness the Crown Prince wanted to recruit Yang Yuan, how could he have been so stingy with his efforts?"

Yang Yuan laughed and said, "I'm not interested in money, but this silver card was a gift from a friend, and I'm just wondering how to repay this kindness."

"The money I earn from gambling here will serve as interest for my friends."

Yang Yuan has always been clear about his gratitude and grudges.

Although the two thousand gold soul coins that Xiao Chenyu gave him were of little use to him, he remembered the sentiment in his heart.

Dugu Yan's beautiful eyes sparkled after hearing this.

Yang Yuan's loyalty and sense of justice made her admire him even more.

However, she still joked, "Aren't you afraid of losing everything you've gambled away?"

"Losing everything?"

"That only works if I lose!"

"And I..."

"We will never lose!"

A dazzling light burst forth from Yang Yuan's double pupils, and his entire body exuded an aura that even Dugu Yan found moving.

He was too confident, as if he had everything under control.

This was the first time Dugu Yan had ever seen Yang Yuan display such an attitude.

Before they knew it, the two had arrived at a separate area in the spectator stands.

Teacher Wang and the other students from Class 1 of the Tianzhi level are all here.

Upon seeing Dugu Yan and Yang Yuan arrive, Teacher Wang smiled and asked, "How was the registration process?"

"I'm in Arena Number Seven, the fifth battle this afternoon."

"Alright, in the meantime, observe other people's battles and accumulate practical experience from them."

Yang Yuan nodded.

The Heavenly Dou Great Soul Arena has a total of thirty-six battle stages, making it extremely large and capable of holding thirty-six battles simultaneously.

Perfect timing! I can use my double pupils to frantically copy their fighting skills, combat experience, and even martial spirit skills from these frequent battles.

By forging countless martial spirits and soul skills, a completely new path has been opened up.

Others may not have this ability, but that doesn't mean Yang Yuan doesn't either.

Even the most powerful abilities need to be continuously developed.

Although Yang Yuan possesses the overpowered martial soul of Double Pupils, there is no doubt that he has developed it far too little.

Time flies.

Students from Class 1 of the Heavenly Supreme level took to the stage one after another.

Although the students of Tiandou Academy lack practical combat experience, the quality of their martial souls and soul rings is undeniable.

Furthermore, since they weren't participating in unlimited deathmatches, their win rate wasn't low.

Of the forty students in the class, only a quarter lost the game.

Of course, there is another reason for such a high win rate.

Apart from Yang Yuan, all the students in Class 1 of the Heavenly Sovereign level had a soul power level of at least 25.

Their opponents, however, ranged in soul power levels from level 21 to 29, and were all Great Soul Masters.

Dugu Yan, the Shi brothers, Yu Tianheng and others successively stepped onto the Soul Battle Arena, all easily defeating their respective opponents.

Of the four, Yu Tianheng faced an opponent with the highest soul power level, a level 29 Black Panther Great Soul Master.

This Black Panther Great Soul Master has achieved four consecutive victories in the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena, demonstrating considerable strength.

However, he couldn't even withstand three moves from Yu Tianheng, whose soul power level was one level lower than his.

After defeating his opponent, Yu Tianheng's gaze swept across the spectator stands where the Heavenly Supreme Class 1 was located.

Those cold, arrogant eyes were filled with provocation.

Yang Yuan sensed this gaze and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"This is aimed at me!"

"I don't remember doing anything to offend him."

Although Yang Yuan did not take Yu Tianheng's provocation seriously, he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

At this moment, Dugu Yan suddenly approached with a charming smile.

"Younger brother Yang Yuan, it'll be your turn soon."

"This is your first time fighting in a spirit battle, and with so many people watching, are you nervous?"

Looking at Dugu Yan's charming smile.

In an instant, Yang Yuan understood everything.

So that's how it is!

Is Yu Tianheng unhappy with Dugu Yan's attitude towards him?

Yang Yuan's gaze inadvertently met Yu Tianheng's provocative gaze, and he chuckled.

That jerk, he's obviously asking for trouble!

soon.

The fifth battle of the afternoon begins at Battle Arena No. 7.

As the host announced his arrival, Yang Yuan slowly walked onto the stage.

As a complete newcomer, he naturally lacked popularity, with only the students from the first class of the Heavenly Supreme level shouting a few times from the stands.

Dugu Yan was completely focused on the situation on the No. 7 Soul Battle Platform.

At this moment, Yang Yuan's opponent slowly walked out from the passage opposite him.

The moment he appeared, a deafening cheer erupted from the surrounding stands, startling even the students of the Heavenly Supreme Class One.

Given this situation, it means that Yang Yuan's opponent is likely not simple.

It is very likely that, like Yu Tianheng's opponent, he has already achieved multiple consecutive victories in the Great Soul Arena.

As expected, the host announced in an extremely enthusiastic voice.

"Let's give a warm round of applause to the winner of seven consecutive victories in one-on-one duels, Mo Long!"

Seven-game winning streak!

Upon hearing this number, the students of Class 1, Grade 1, were startled.

The fact that they were able to achieve seven consecutive victories suggests that Yang Yuan's opponent was likely the same as Yu Tianheng's opponent—a level 29 Great Soul Master.

Moreover, he was a level 29 Great Soul Master with considerable combat power.

In contrast, Yang Yuan, although his combat strength is not weak, his soul power level is only level 24.

Although he had a record of defeating Dugu Yan in a direct confrontation.

However, in everyone's opinion, the main reason he was able to easily defeat Dugu Yan was because of the advantage of his martial soul.

After all, who would have thought that Yang Yuan's martial spirit could be immune to poison?

Even Dugu Yan's face showed a hint of worry.

Meanwhile, on the Battle Arena.

Mo Long stood opposite Yang Yuan. When he saw Yang Yuan's face clearly, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but then he completely relaxed.

If someone can become your opponent, it means that their level is also above level 20.

But the other party is so young, how high could their level be?

Is it possible that he just reached level 21 and then ran into himself?

It seems I can easily win this game for free.

Thinking of this, Mo Long twisted his neck and looked at Yang Yuan with a mixture of mockery, disdain, and jealousy.

He's in his thirties and barely reached level twenty-nine, while this kid on the other side...

At most eight or nine years old, how could he have reached the level of a Great Soul Master?

Heaven has no eyes!

However, dealing with such geniuses who run to the Great Soul Arena for training is difficult.

Mo Long has always liked to strike hard and crush these so-called geniuses under his feet, trampling on their dignity.

However, his unrestrained and brutal style was surprisingly well-received by the audience in the Great Soul Arena, a place filled with bloodshed and violence.

So when he made the gesture of twisting his neck, deafening, frenzied shouts erupted from all directions.

"Mo Long, charge!"

"Take that little brat who hasn't even grown his pubic hair yet down to his knees!"