The combat prowess Tang Wulin had displayed was more fearsome than he had expected. It was clear that Tang Wulin possessed Hyper Douluo level power. Otherwise, there was no way he could've brushed Mu Tian aside so easily.

The attack that he had just unleashed was his Lightning God Whip! He had used his own arm in the place of a vine, and his arm was slightly numb and throbbing with pain, but it had to be said that the attack had been extremely fearsome. If he hadn't held back, that black mecha would've been reduced to nothingness. The explosiveness of lightning was perfectly expressed through his Lightning God Whip.

The main area of difficulty of impersonating Yu Longyue was that he couldn't use many of his soul skills, and this was what had motivated Tang Wulin to create more combination techniques.

In reality, he only had two lightning related soul skills: Blue Emperor Myriad Lightning Hell and Blue Emperor Lightning God Whip.

Both of these soul skills were extremely powerful, but they made it far too easy for him to hurt his opponents. If it weren't for the fact that his spiritual power had been enhanced after developing his Dragon Emperor Restriction Techniques, thereby granting him improved control, he wouldn’t have dared to use his Lightning God Whip just now. Otherwise, he could've easily killed Mu Tian.

Looking at it now, he was quite pleased with his own application of the Lightning God Whip. He had decided that he was going to continue to improve the Lightning God Whip so that it would become one of his most effective attacks in his upcoming matches.

Adopting a different identity forced him to seal away his true identity, but not all seals were bad things.

The spectators were silent for close to 20 seconds before erupting into thunderous cheers.

The battle they had just witnessed was very short, but it was thoroughly satisfying. Tang Wulin's domineering style of battle made everyone's hearts race, and the vast majority of the young spectators present felt as if their blood had been set alight. All of a sudden, many people had begun chanting Yu Longyue's name.

For the first time, they felt like Yu Longyue's cockiness was justified as he really did have the power to back it up.

Lan Fuozi was looking on from afar with a complex expression, and she pursed her lips as she scoffed, "What's the big deal!"

Qiangu Zhangting's match came right after Tang Wulin's, so the two bumped into one another as Tang Wulin strode down from the competition platform.

Tang Wulin raised an eyebrow, and Qiangu Zhangting suddenly chuckled coldly, "Do you think this is enough? I hope you don't cry after I crush you!"

"Hehe!" Tang Wulin's reply made Qiangu Zhangting's expression stiffen slightly, and he felt like there was no way he could communicate with this Yu Longyue.

Instead of departing right away, Tang Wulin lingered below the competition platform to watch Qiangu Zhangting's match. Qiangu Zhangting had just been irked by him, so it was very likely that he would display superior combat prowess than he otherwise would.

"We really are in for a treat today; the next match will be a clash between two Titled Douluos, namely Spirit Envoy Qiangu Zhangting of the Spirit Pagoda, and Lu Yuxing of the Northwestern Desert."

Tang Wulin's heart stirred slightly upon hearing this, and only then was he made aware that Qiangu Zhangting's opponent was also a Titled Douluo.

Lu Yuxing was a middle-aged man who appeared to be around 40 years of age, and he was quite handsome, but he looked a little older than his actual age. He was very tall and broad with dark skin, and there was a cold look in his eyes.

In the resting area, Lu Yuxing had sat in a corner and remained completely silent, choosing to watch everyone around him while hiding everything about himself.

In terms of appearance, Qiangu Zhangting was naturally far more handsome. The spectators were still savoring the last match, but their attention was immediately drawn to this battle between two Titled Douluos.

The information surrounding Lu Yuxing provided to Tang Wulin by the Tang Sect was next to nothing. All they knew was that he came from the Northwestern Desert area and was a Titled Douluo. He had been quite fortunate thus far as he hadn't faced any powerful competitors, so his path through this event had been quite a smooth one, and his martial soul seemed to be sand, which was very versatile and excelled in both attack and defense.

"Five, four, three, two, one, begin!"

The match officially commenced, and at this moment, Mu Tian walked over from the side with his body still spasming uncontrollably.

As soon as the match had concluded, healing system Soul Masters had rushed him out of his mecha to administer emergency treatment.

Tang Wulin had intentionally held back, so Mu Tian's injuries weren't very severe; it was just that it would take some time to recover from the electric shock he had received.

"Thank you for holding back," Mu Tian said with a nod.

Tang Wulin replied, "Your Northern Light Saber is very powerful, and I can tell that you train exceptionally hard, but even though you're completely fearless as you unleash your Northern Light Saber, you have no saber soul. You're purely using it as a weapon rather than regarding it as a part of yourself. As a result, you're foregoing a saber soul, which is a saber that can directly attack one's soul. Even the sharpest and most fearsome of attacks can be kept at bay, but how is one supposed to defend themselves against an attack directed toward their soul?"

Tang Wulin's gaze was focused on the competition platform as he spoke, but Mu Tian's heart jolted upon hearing this.

"I've always been searching for the reason why I've been unable to attain a saber soul. Is it because I'm not close enough to my saber?"

Only then did Tang Wulin turn toward Mu Tian as he replied, "You're placing too much pressure on yourself. Adequate pressure can be converted into motivation, but excessive pressure prevents you from being able to attain enlightenment. Grueling training isn't always the answer. Watch this."

His expression suddenly changed slightly as he spoke, and it was as if he had fused as one with the air around him. Mu Tian could still clearly see Tang Wulin, but it felt to him like Tang Wulin's presence no longer existed.

He was then greeted by the sight of Tang Wulin slashing his right hand through the air.

There was no sound or threat posed by this gesture, but in that instant, Mu Tian's entire body shuddered violently. He felt as if his mind had gone completely blank, and that as Tang Wulin swept his arm through the air, his spiritual power was completely separated from his mind. Even though this sensation only lasted for an instant, he still had chills running down his spine.

"Saber intent, saber soul, saber essence. Saber intent is the will of the saber, while saber soul involves fusing one's body and soul together with their saber," Tang Wulin said.

"I see, then what about saber essence?" Mu Tian couldn't help but ask.

Tang Wulin smiled, and replied, "Saber essence requires one to use their saber to draw upon the power of laws of heaven and earth."

Mu Tian took a deep breath as he digested the wisdom that Tang Wulin had just bestowed upon him. There were powerful Soul Masters in the military instructing them in their cultivation, but their instructions were very different from what Tang Wulin had just described. In particular, the demonstration Tang Wulin had just given him made him feel as if a whole new world had been opened up to him. This type of feeling made him want to immediately return to training, and at the same time, he was extremely stunned.

Who exactly was this Yu Longyue? If he had been wielding a saber as opposed to just sweeping his arm through the air, then he would've already achieved the level of a saber soul! Was he also a prodigious master of the blade?

Tang Wulin continued, "How long have you been serving in the military?"