Chapter 109 Food-Type Comparison! Food-Type Innate Full Soul Power, Future Food God Oscar!
Dai Mubai also frowned.
As a prince of Xingluo, he valued the balance of power.
Wei Tianchen's displayed strength made him feel deeply powerless.
At the end of the line, Oscar stroked his chin, his eyes darting around.
Oscar looked at the list on the sky, feeling a little itchy inside.
"This Heavenly Canopy is listing the top martial souls of Douluo Continent and Sun Moon Continent in various aspects. Maybe I'll be on the list later?
After all, I was the first food-type with innate full soul power..."
"Although food-type martial souls aren't very prominent on the continent, and are generally classified as support types, who doesn't need to eat?
They've already listed nine, the last one should be a food-type, right?"
Oscar wanted to chime in, "Little San, don't worry, once I'm on the list too, we brothers can definitely fight back for Douluo Continent and make Wei Tianchen pay!"
But Oscar glanced at Tang San's furious back, which was about to explode with anger.
Looking at the heavy atmosphere around him, he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
If he dared to say such a thing at this moment, Tang San would probably kill him on the spot with his Eight Spider Lances.
Oscar shrank back, and in the end, he could only look helplessly at the Heavenly Canopy like everyone else, sighing silently in his heart.
The heavens of Douluo Continent are probably really about to change.
Inside the Burial Coffin.
A slight, amused smile played on Wei Yuan's lips.
"The Asura God... is nothing special," Wei Yuan murmured softly, his tone tinged with disillusionment.
He had expected to see Wei Tianchen kill Tang Chen on the spot, but instead, Tang Chen had fled in such a pathetic manner. For a dignified enforcer of the divine realm to destroy the foundation of a successor just to save his own life—this was far too shameful.
"However, Wei Tianchen did a good job; he didn't disgrace Zihuang Mie Tianlong."
Wei Yuan withdrew his gaze, his eyes returning to the massive celestial screen stretching across the sky.
At this moment, the rankings on the celestial screen were slowly updating.
[A Grand Showdown of Martial Soul Foundations Between the Two Continents]
[Current Record: Sun Moon Continent 9:0 Douluo Continent]
Nine consecutive victories!
This was a record that would make the Sun Moon Continent celebrate and the Douluo Continent despair.
From offensive to control types, from agile to support types, the soul masters of the Sun Moon Continent displayed an all-around crushing dominance.
If Poseidon had chosen to accept Hai Rui's challenge back then, she might not only have survived but also received the celestial screen reward, bringing glory to the Douluo Continent.
"Only one last match left..."
Wei Yuan looked at the last line of text about to appear on the celestial screen, his originally relaxed expression suddenly becoming somewhat subtle, and he even let out a soft sigh.
[Tenth Match: Comparison of the Number One Food-Type Martial Souls Between the Two Continents!]
Upon seeing the words "Food-Type," Wei Yuan's slender fingers lightly tapped his knee, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.
"This battle... might be in jeopardy."
Wei Yuan knew the original timeline of Douluo Continent like the back of his hand.
In this era, Douluo Continent was indeed lagging behind.
But in the extremely niche field of food-type soul masters, a true freak emerged—Oscar.
"A food-type soul master with innate full soul power..."
Wei Yuan muttered to himself.
In the world of Soul Masters, cultivating food-type Martial Souls is the most difficult, and those with innate full Soul Power are extremely rare, practically one in ten thousand years.
Oscar's Martial Soul is a giant sausage; although it sounds lewd and the incantation is awkward, his talent is undeniably high.
According to the original trajectory, Oscar would be chosen by the God of Food in the God Realm, breaking the ironclad rule that food-type Soul Masters cannot become gods, and becoming the first inheritor of the God of Food.
Although the God Realm cannot interfere with the lower realms due to the celestial barrier, Oscar's talent is undeniable.
"Innate full Soul Power, plus the potential to become a future God of Food… In this round, Douluo Continent has truly brought out its trump card," Wei Yuan secretly calculated.
As far as he knew, in the "original" Sun Moon Continent, which he hadn't interfered with much, although Soul Guidance Device technology was advanced, in terms of pure Martial Soul talent, especially in the extremely rare food-type field, there seemed to be no one who could rival Oscar.
"Could it be that in this final match, Douluo Continent will turn the tide and break the embarrassment of a shutout?"
Wei Yuan frowned slightly.
Although a nine-to-one victory was still a resounding win, he was a perfectionist. If he was going to win, he wanted to win completely; a ten-to-zero victory was more in line with Wei Yuan's style.
However, just as this thought arose, Wei Yuan's fingers, which were tapping his knee, suddenly stopped.
A glint flashed in Wei Yuan's eyes, as if he had realized a crucial point.
"Wait a minute..."
"How could I forget? The Sun and Moon Continent of today is no longer the Sun and Moon Continent of the 'original story'."
Wei Yuan's lips curled up again, that confident smile returning to his face.
Twenty thousand years ago, he left behind too many contingency plans on the Sun and Moon Continent.
He improved the cultivation system, leaving behind countless rare herbs and secret manuals. He even altered part of the earth's veins, greatly increasing the concentration of spiritual energy in the Sun and Moon Continent.
Twenty thousand years had passed, and the world had changed dramatically.
The flapping of his wings, like a giant butterfly, had already unleashed a raging storm.
Since the Sun Moon Continent completely overwhelms the Douluo Continent in terms of brute force and control, giving birth to peerless geniuses like Wei Tianchen, then…
"What if, in the course of these 20,000 years of evolution, the Sun Moon Continent also gave birth to a food-type freak?"
Wei Yuan's eyes deepened, as if looking through time and space at that distant continent.
"If my arrangements fall into the hands of someone with the right mindset, even a single immortal herb or a recipe could perhaps create someone surpassing Oscar."
"Oscar is strong, but he only possesses the ultimate talent of a 'mortal.'"
"But what I left behind…"
Thinking of this, Wei Yuan's worries dissipated considerably, replaced by intense anticipation.
Wei Yuan raised his head, his gaze fixed intently on the sky.
"Come, let me see what kind of miracles these 20,000 years have nurtured on this land of the Sun Moon Continent."
"Oscar, if you encounter the 'cause and effect' I, Wei Yuan, left behind, your talent as a God of Food might not be enough…"
Just as Wei Yuan was pondering, golden light blazed brightly above the sky!
The final comparison officially begins!
*Whoosh!*
Two beams of light descended from the sky, enveloping Shrek Academy on the Douluo Continent and a mysterious place on the Sun Moon Continent, respectively.
[Tenth Match: The First Food-Type Martial Soul Comparison, Begins!]
[Douluo Continent Representative: Oscar!]
[Martial Soul: Sausage!]
[Innate Soul Power: Level 10 (Full Innate Soul Power)!]
In the scene, Oscar, with his full beard and peach blossom eyes, was somewhat bewildered as he was chosen by the golden light, holding a freshly made sausage in his hand, looking both comical and somewhat lost.
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