Douluo: Join Tang San, and I will accept Xiao Wu!

Chapter 52: The Master is a Liar
[Ding, the side quest "Kick the Club" has been completed, and the reward has been issued! ]

In an instant, Meng Bei's soul power surged and soon reached the level 50.

In the evening, everyone from the Shrek team returned to the hotel. At the dinner table, everyone seemed to be hesitant to speak.

What was rare was that this time, it was Dai Mubai who couldn't help but speak first:

"Xiaobei, what is your cultivation level?"

As soon as Meng Bei heard it, he immediately knew what Dai Mubai was going to ask.

The other Shrek students were also very concerned about this issue.

You have to know that they helped to hunt Meng Bei's third soul ring. No one knows better than them that Meng Bei was only level 30 not long ago, but now he has broken through to level .

This level of breakthrough speed is too fast. No, it can’t even be said to be too fast. It is simply ridiculously fast!
Everyone looked at Meng Bei, and they all wanted to know how Meng Bei improved his cultivation so quickly.

Meng Bei just shook his head, put his finger under his lips and made a hushing gesture.

"I'm sorry, brothers and sisters, this is a secret passed down in our Meng family, and it must not be revealed to outsiders. All I can say is that my method is not a method that destroys the foundation, but it is not easy, and it requires great effort to achieve. You'd better not ask about it!"

After saying this, Meng Bei closed his ears and did not make any further response.

Everyone in Shrek was itching to do something, but since Meng Bei didn't say anything, they were too embarrassed to ask.

When they heard that it was a method passed down in Meng Bei's family, they felt even more embarrassed to ask.

There were only two people, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing, who had serious expressions. It was obvious that compared to the others, they still wanted to explore further.

Unlike the others, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing faced an extremely cruel struggle in the royal family. The eldest prince Davis and Zhu Zhuqing's sister Zhu Zhuyun were six years older than them, and the difference in their soul power was extremely huge.
Others may have ample opportunities for growth in the future, but Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing do not have many opportunities for growth in the future.

Just imagine, once Davis really inherited the throne, even if he didn't execute Dai Mubai directly, he would not give Dai Mubai the opportunity to grow into a Titled Douluo.

The best outcome would be to destroy his foundation and keep him as a useless prince.

Zhu Zhuqing was Dai Mubai's chosen princess consort, and she shared weal and woe with Dai Mubai. If Dai Mubai got into trouble, her fate would naturally not be any better.

Therefore, the two of them attached great importance to the cultivation method in Meng Bei's hands.

If their current soul power level could be raised by ten levels, they would naturally be able to catch up with Davis's cultivation!
Next, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing looked at Meng Bei again and again. Dai Mubai even tried to test him indirectly many times, but unfortunately Meng Bei refused to budge and kept his bottom line, refusing to say anything. Dai Mubai was so anxious that he was jumping up and down but there was nothing he could do.

On the other hand, Tang San already knew about Meng Bei's training method. Although he envied it, that was a training method unique to Meng Bei's martial spirit, and his martial spirit was not the Snow Rabbit, so he had no way to use it.

However, in addition to this training method, Tang San was more interested in Meng Bei's fourth soul ring.

"Xiao Bei, how did you absorb the fourth soul ring that's ten thousand years old? Isn't the fourth soul ring's age limited to five thousand years at most?"

Tang San asked solemnly.

Meng Bei listened, thought about it, and roughly guessed what Tang San was thinking.

His eyes rolled and he instantly thought of a good way to disgust the master.

So he deliberately showed surprise and looked at Tang San.

"Third brother, you don't even know this, right? As far as I know, your third spirit ring has also exceeded its age limit, right?"

Hearing this, Tang San scratched his head, laughed twice, and said:

"Well, Xiaobei, I really don't know. My third spirit ring was actually absorbed by accident."

"Is that so?" Meng Bei thought about it and made a plan in his mind.

He asked Tang San:
"Third brother, is your so-called best spirit ring age derived from the master's ten martial spirit core competitiveness?"

Tang San nodded.

Meng Bei showed a look of understanding, and then began to explain in a deep voice.

Before explaining, Meng Bei spoke directly, planting a bomb in Tang San's heart.

He just said:
"Third brother, this matter is actually not complicated. It can be considered an open secret for some big families. However, you were born in a poor family and have been studying with the master, so you may not have known about this."

Sure enough, after saying this, Tang San immediately revealed an uncertain expression.

Ma Hongjun, Oscar and others also pricked up their ears and listened.

Seeing this, Meng Bei also started to get to the point:
"It's simple to say, but the truth is, the so-called best spirit ring age is actually the record of various talents in the history of the continent when they absorbed spirit rings. As people understand more about martial spirit cultivation, this record is constantly improving."

As if afraid that Tang San would not believe it, Meng Bei asked those around him for confirmation:
"Brother Mu Bai, the Xingluo royal family should have records about this, right?"

Dai Mubai nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, these records of our predecessors have always been the standard for us to measure the number of years we can bear for our spirit rings."

Meng Bei turned around and asked Xiang Tailong again.

Tyrone naturally nodded.

As a clan with a long history of power, there are naturally relevant records in their family.

Having said this, Tang San's face was as gloomy as water. With his wisdom, he had roughly guessed the conclusion.

And what Meng Bei said next corresponded exactly to Tang San’s guess.

Meng Bei said:

"The master was also born into a noble family. He compiled these records of his predecessors into a book and published it to the public. This is the core competitiveness of the ten martial spirits today."

As soon as these words came out, Tang San's chest rose and fell sharply.

The master never told him this.

Meng Bei's words made him feel like a clown being manipulated by the master all these years.

Tang San stood up and said angrily:
"So, Xiaobei, the master is a liar. He just copied the records of his predecessors and published them as the standard based on his ten martial arts core competitiveness. In fact, these records were also created by humans and can be broken at will, right!"

Meng Bei laughed inwardly when he heard this, but he did not agree with Tang San's point of view. Instead, he refuted Tang San.

"Third brother, what are you talking about? The master is your teacher, how can you call him a liar!"

"Although those records can be broken, that is only possible for geniuses. For some ordinary people, these optimal spirit ring years are still very useful!"

Tang San's face was distorted with anger when he heard this.

He is a genius!

He has innate full soul power, twin martial souls, and has also practiced many of the Tang Sect's martial arts techniques!
It can be seen from his third soul ring that he was able to withstand the absorption of a human-faced demon spider that was more than two thousand years old. This was still an unsuitable animal soul beast. If it was a plant soul beast, he could try a higher age.

It seems that he could have broken the record long ago. He could have tried to use the first spirit ring for more than 500 years, and the second spirit ring for a thousand years!

(End of this chapter)