"Haha, this strength is intoxicating! Soul Bone Skill—Invincible Golden Body!" Oslo laughed boldly, activating Xiao Wu's soul bone's invincible skill.
For three seconds, all damage below the god level was negated and his strength was doubled.
With six soul bones, Oslo's physical power was already close to a Soul Douluo. With the doubling, he reached advanced Soul Douluo levels.
"Sixth Soul Skill—Eightfold Suplex!"
His new 100,000-year soul ring lit up. His soul skills seemed similar to Tang San's in the original: one was Void, the other the powerful Eightfold Suplex, a top-tier attack skill.
The Wind Tiger, though fast, lacked defense. Once Oslo grabbed it, it could barely resist.
He slammed it seven times in succession, leaving it battered.
But as a seventy-five-thousand-year beast, it tried to resist, activating its innate skill: Tiger's Roar.
This skill boosted all its attributes by seventy percent, actually putting it above Oslo. If it could wait out Oslo's invincibility, it had a chance to counterattack.
Unfortunately, it had no teammates. Oslo did.
"Third Soul Skill—Flow of Wind and Water!"
Tianlin summoned an array that instantly restored the Wind Tiger's original state.
Then, Oslo delivered the final slam, tossing the Wind Tiger up and jumping high: "Watch this! The eighth slam—720-degree spinning suplex!"
Boom!
The Wind Tiger crashed down, barely breathing—obviously doomed.
"What power! This move from Oslo is probably stronger than my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. No wonder—100,000-year soul bone plus a 100,000-year skill," Yu Tianheng said with envy. He'd lost his long-held second place in Emperor Battle Team.
Compared to envy, he was happier for Oslo. With his current potential, he was destined to reach the top.
After killing the Wind Tiger, Oslo began absorbing its ring. With his now-tough body, the seventy-five-thousand-year ring took him only half a day to absorb.
His full level was revealed—seventy-two.
Reaching such strength at his age, few across the continent could match him.
Qin Ming nodded in satisfaction. With students this talented, any teacher would be proud. "Alright, we did well this time. Now, let's finish the last task. Xiao Tian, where's Tang San? He should have left the Lake of Life by now."
"That's right. He's now in the middle layer of the forest, probably looking for the sixth ring for his Blue Silver Grass," Tianlin replied. "I thought we'd have to ambush him on his way back, but now there's no need. Let's go, Oslo, time for your revenge."
"Great, I can't wait! I'll make Tang San my first sacrifice after becoming a Soul Sage!" Oslo was excited. He couldn't beat Tang Hao, but killing Tang San would count as revenge; Tang Hao could be dealt with by Tianlin.
…
They sped through the forest, and within half an hour, Tianlin found Tang San by his aura. He was absorbing a soul ring—not for Blue Silver Grass, but for the Clear Sky Hammer.
Apparently, after Xiao Wu's tragedy, he could no longer hold back and began cultivating his Hammer.
He had a 100,000-year Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone—not enough to push the Hammer to nine rings, but enough to absorb one or two more.
At this moment, Tang San was absorbing a ten-thousand-plus-year ring—his second for the Hammer.
Tianlin sensed that Tang San had become a Soul Emperor. He'd gotten his sixth ring for Blue Silver Grass as well—worthy of the original protagonist, absorbing three rings in under two days.
"Oslo, should we strike?" Tianlin asked. It was the perfect chance—Tang San was defenseless, mid-absorption.
Oslo shook his head. "Tang Hao killed me openly, face-to-face, with no dirty tricks. I'll kill Tang San the same way. Otherwise, I'd have less honor than Tang Hao."
Everyone respected Oslo's wish. Half an hour later, Tang San woke up easily from absorbing such a minor ring.
Opening his eyes, he was shocked to see the Emperor Battle team. "Jun Tianlin, what are you doing here?!"
"Tang San, do you remember me?" Oslo tore off his cloak, showing his face.
Tang San's eyes widened in horror. "You're—Oslo? Impossible! My father killed you—your body was shattered!"
"Yes, I was killed by Tang Hao. So now, I've become a vengeful ghost, here to take revenge on you both. I just completed step one—see for yourself." Oslo grinned, releasing his rings: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, red, black. "Tang San, this 100,000-year ring comes from a Soft Bone Rabbit—sound familiar?"
"Soft Bone Rabbit! Is that...Xiao Wu?" Tang San stammered. "No, the Azure Sky Bull Python said Xiao Wu was killed by Spirit Hall. This can't be her ring."
"Spirit Hall? I see. The Azure Sky Bull Python feared you'd seek revenge from us and get yourself killed, so he shifted your anger onto Spirit Hall, hoping you'd never know. But he's too naive. Even if you didn't seek us out, we'd never spare you!" Tianlin mocked.
At this point, Tang San understood. He'd been tricked by the Azure Sky Bull Python. The true killers of Xiao Wu were not Spirit Hall, but the Emperor Battle team before him. But he still didn't understand how they just happened to be here.
"Still confused?" Tianlin smiled. "Let me clarify. I lured Spirit Hall here. I always kept track of your movements. When you left Heaven Dou Empire, I had someone leak Xiao Wu's whereabouts to a Spirit Hall branch."
"That way, Spirit Hall would 'coincidentally' meet you. When you were saved from Ghost Douluo in the forest, that was also me. The whole point was to use Spirit Hall to force Xiao Wu to sacrifice herself for you, and then I'd use my spirit skill to forcibly change the recipient to Oslo. After all, he was only level sixty—only a sacrifice could let him withstand a 100,000-year ring!"