Douluo Dalu 3: The Legend of the Dragon King

Chapter 49: Unable to Find the Golden Scales

Xie Xie was full of grief and indignation!

If this were the first time he had lost, then he would think that he had lost due to his carelessness. However, this was the second time he had lost. Moreover, he had lost in such a manner that he wasnt able to make heads or tails of what had happened. He touched Tang Wulins shoulder, feeling for the area where he had stabbed him, yet, he couldnt find it at all.

He has a secret! This guy definitely has a secret!

What was that golden light? Xie Xie calmed himself and clearly asked.

Goldlight? Goldlight is my spirit soul! Tang Wulins hand flashed with a brilliant light. Then the yellow Grass Snake, Goldlight, appeared in his palm.

Im talking about the golden light that came from your body! Xie Xie angrily said. Not only had this guy insulted him, he had also insulted his intelligence. This could not be tolerated!

Tang Wulin forced out a bitter laugh. Even if I wanted to tell you, I dont know what that was. Do you understand?

Xie Xie gave a cold snort, expressing his attitude towards Tang Wulin.

Yun Xiao and Zhou Zhangxi were dumbstruck when they saw Tang Wulin carry Xie Xie in and lay him on the bed.

Zhou Zhangxi directly asked, You wanted to beat him up, yet you actually ended up getting carried back?

Xie Xies swollen cheeks already made the outcome of the duel abundantly clear.

When he had introduced himself this morning, didnt he say that his soul power was at rank 18?

Hes already spent his money! Tang Wulin answered thoughtlessly. Afterwards, he excitedly turned towards Yun Xiao and asked, Dinner time hasnt ended yet, right?

Yun Xiao looked him over for a moment. Not yet. But itll be closing soon.

In the next moment, he saw a Tang Wulin run like the wind, disappearing in a flash and not leaving a trace.

Hey, you lost again? Zhou Zhangxi asked Xie Xie.

Xie Xie fiercely glared at him. I was just careless, thats all. Ill definitely win next time! He said this as he struggled to sit up on his bed. With his face like this, how could he not get treatment?

I dont want to have a scar, I dont want to have a scar, I dont want to have a scar. He repeated this line three times to himself.

When Tang Wulin arrived at the third window and ordered his sixteenth bowl of noodles, a dining hall worker couldnt help but ask, Little student, could it be that you dont want others to see you eat so much, so you came so late tonight? Were just about to finish working.

Tang Wulin bashfully lowered his head. Sorry uncle cook. I arrived too late today. I wont be so late in the future. Ill just eat this last bowl of noodles and Ill be finished.

The cook laughed. Its fine if you eat as much as you want. The academys third window is free and unlimited. Its just a question of how much more can you eat.

Tang Wulin rubbed his stomach. He hadnt eaten lunch, so he was especially hungry this night. I should still be able to eat a lot more.

The cook said, Its good that you came so late then. The second window still has some leftovers. Nobody is going to buy it, so Ill just give it to you then. Otherwise, the food would go to waste.

Half a pot of stewed meat was added to a pot of noodles, then given to Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin couldnt wait to eat it. He quickly thanked the cook and began gorging himself. The unknown meat in the stew from the second window was exceptionally chewy, with an ordinary flavor, but his stomach felt nice and warm after he finished eating. He had used up a lot of strength today, but with this meal, some of his strength had been restored.

So the second window is actually so good. I wonder how the first window is?

Tang Wulin swallowed his saliva as he shot a glance at the first window. However, he quickly regained himself and shook his head. The first windows food wasnt something he could eat.

After he acquired some work from the Blacksmiths Association in the future, hed see if he could earn some more money. It was just that, he had to save some money in order to buy another spirit soul in the future too.

One million federal coins could buy a yellow hundred year spirit soul. That was his goal. After earning ten thousand coins at the Blacksmiths Association, Tang Wulin had set his sights on a hundred year spirit soul.

Xie Xie wasnt there when he returned to his dorm room, but Tang Wulin didnt care too much about him. Although that guy was arrogant and unbridled, he wasnt excessively so. Xie Xies final attack on him that day was made with the daggers handle, clearly showing his restraint.

Although Yun Xiao was already meditating, Zhou Zhangxi hadnt begun yet. When he saw Tang Wulin return, he immediately raised his head from his bed and asked, Tang Wulin, is Xie Xie really a rank 18 Soul Master? How did you beat him? Zhou Zhangxi was getting more and more curious about Tang Wulin, who was even more powerful than him.

Tang Wulin had an expression of helplessness. Actually, I dont know either.

He really didnt know. How could he possibly say that golden scales appeared on his arm? After fainting and waking up, his body had already returned to normal and no matter what he did, he couldnt get those scales to reappear. He only vaguely remembered that there was a surge of heat within his body before the scales appeared on his arm, filling it with berserk power. His consciousness had been somewhat fuzzy at the time, and he hadnt been able to contain the feeling in his body. A tyrannical mood had even come over him at that time.

If his willpower hadnt been so resolute, he was afraid that hed have put others in danger.

But in the end, what were those golden scales? Could they actually be due to his variant martial soul? Or could it be his little Grass Snake, Goldlight, wasnt actually a trash spirit soul, but was actually an impossible existence?

However, no matter how he looked at it, he couldnt see Goldlight being so valiant!

The bottom of the matter was this: what caused those golden scales to appear? Would they only appear when he was harmed?

Tang Wulin took out a sewing needle from his personal items and pricked himself.

How painful! A drop of blood flowed out, accompanied by an intense stinging feeling.

But still nothing

The golden scales didnt appear.

He was a bit afraid of pain, so could it be that this prick was too little? He tried it again.

But still nothing

It still was to no avail.

Ill try meditating then!

Completely focused on meditating, Tang Wulin began circulating his soul power while in search of the bizarre heat. He had only learned the most basic of meditation techniques, so the path of his soul power was exceedingly simple. Soon after, hed finished circulating his soul power, but still wasnt able to find anything at all.

Everything was the same as always. There were absolutely no deviations in his cultivation.

This was truly strange! Tang Wulin summoned Goldlight and inspected it. However, no matter how much he looked it over, the undulating energy coming from this guy wouldnt be able to give him such such tyrannical strength.

Early morning.

When Tang Wulin finished his meditation, he looked across the room and saw that Xie Xie was also meditating. He had returned at an unknown time and the swelling of his face had gone down by a lot. Only his complexion was just as bad as before. Tang Wulin didnt know whether it was because Xie Xie had been beaten again, or because he was angry.

No one would be happy after paying for a beating.