Douluo Continent: Blood Spear Martial Soul, Soul Rings that can unleash divine power?

The Papal Palace, the drill ground.

There was no one around, except for the occasional bird call.

Lin Yu stood in the center of the martial arts arena, brandishing his blood spear with great skill and power. The spear tip sliced ​​through the air, leaving behind a series of sharp afterimages.

Don't ask why I'm working so hard, because both of the soul skills I've acquired are amplification soul skills, and neither is a power attack type.

First Soul Skill: Devour: Devours the energy of enemy attacks to nourish oneself, and the wounds that are stabbed will continuously draw life force, making one stronger the longer the battle goes on.

Second Soul Ring: Sharpness: Penetrates nothing, can cut through space, a top-tier defense-breaking skill.

Lin Yu roughly assessed the situation, based on his current level 25 soul power.

Defenses below level 40 soul power are as fragile as paper in front of me, and they gradually weaken as they go higher.

There was one thing Lin Yu couldn't understand: why did the two thousand-year soul rings only increase his soul power by five levels?

Fortunately, he had another cheat code, which was... divine power!

However, it's not the divine power from the Douluo Continent.

After absorbing the first soul ring, he obtained the divine power of the Immortal Realm.

This is why, when absorbing the second spirit ring, whenever he could no longer hold on, a warm current would flow through his body to repair it.

The second soul ring granted the power of the Vajra Realm God.

This guy wants to develop himself into a berserker!

After Lin Yu finished practicing his moves, he withdrew his martial spirit. Tiny beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead. He wiped them with his sleeve and exhaled a breath of stale air.

Looking up at the faintly brightening sky, he couldn't help but recall the question Bibi Dong had asked him last night: "If one day, the Spirit Hall were to become an enemy of the entire world, whose side would you stand on?"

Lin Yu replied at the time, "I will always be my teacher's disciple."

"This should eliminate the barrier and stop him from doubting himself, right?" Lin Yu thought to himself.

"I wonder if the teacher's injury has healed yet."

"They should be awake by now."

......

Bibi Dong's residence.

Lin Yu pushed the door open a crack and squeezed inside.

Several maids were about to say something when they saw someone enter, but when they saw it was Lin Yu, they swallowed their words.

A maid walked up to him. Lin Yu recognized her; she was the one who had led the way for him that day.

She held a tray with a bowl of steaming soup on it and bowed, saying, "Young Master Lin, His Holiness the Pope is still resting in his room."

"She instructed that if you arrive, you can simply go in."

Lin Yu nodded, his gaze falling on the tray: "What's this?"

"This is a medicinal soup that His Holiness the Pope ordered to be prepared."

"Let me do it." Lin Yu reached out and took it, then whispered to the maid, half-covering his mouth, "Teacher didn't lose his temper today, did he?"

The maid stammered, not daring to say more, and only vaguely said, "You...you'll know once you go in and see for yourself."

Lin Yu asked no more questions, stepped into the inner room, stopped in front of the screen, and softly called out, "Teacher."

After a few seconds of silence, a voice was heard.

Come here.

His tone was a little lazy, as if he had just woken up.

When Lin Yu heard the reply, Bibi Dong was leisurely lying on the bench, with a hint of weariness still lingering between her brows.

She took the bowl from Lin Yu's hands and said, "I thought you would come in directly. I didn't expect I had to call you."

Lin Yu leaned on the armrest of the bench, earnestly protesting his innocence: "I'm innocent, teacher! Even if you gave me eight hundred lives, I wouldn't dare!"

Bibi Dong chuckled at his expression, gently stirring the medicine with a spoon, her gaze falling on his face: "I see you're quite bold, daring to ask the maid if I've lost my temper."

"Do you think I'm the kind of capricious woman who throws tantrums at the drop of a hat?"

She slightly raised her eyes, her purple pupils fixed on Lin Yu with a half-smile.

Dangerous!

Lin Yu's mind was like a high-speed supercomputer at that moment.

With a wave of his hand and a serious expression, he replied, "How could that be!"

"Teacher, you are a role model for the whole world in my eyes. Not only did you ascend to the position of Pope as a woman, but you also overwhelmed many titled Douluo. You are truly exceptional in both talent and ability."

"Besides, with your stunning beauty, how could you possibly be a woman? You're at most a young girl."

Bibi Dong smiled upon hearing this and smoothed Lin Yu's hair.

Seeing this, Lin Yu felt reassured and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Now he finally understood what it meant to serve a ruler like a tiger.

While Bibi Dong was still savoring the memory, he quickly snatched the medicine bowl from her hands.

"Teacher, your injury hasn't healed yet, so please talk less."

"Let me blow on it for you, then you can drink the medicine."

Bibi Dong watched his movements with a smile, a hint of warmth flashing in her purple eyes.

After finishing the last sip, Bibi Dong slowly asked, "What level of soul power do you have now?"

Level 25.

Bibi Dong frowned slightly upon hearing this, thinking, "That shouldn't be the case? How could two thousand-year-old soul rings only increase my soul power by five levels?"

Without making a sound, she sent a wisp of her spiritual energy into Lin Yu's body. After a moment, her brows relaxed, and she spoke softly:

"This is a good thing."

"Although your level increases more slowly, the quality and quantity of your soul power are far superior to those of other soul masters of the same level. The higher your level, the greater your advantage will be."

She paused for a moment and then said, "I've arranged for you to attend the Spirit Hall's primary academy. You can start school later."

"Huh? But I'm already level 25, why do I still need to go to the junior academy?" Lin Yu asked, puzzled.

Bibi Dong glanced at it and said, "The beginner Soul Master class teaches the theoretical knowledge of Martial Souls and Soul Beasts, and only has two hours of classes each day. The rest of the time is up to you."

"It's always better to learn more about the characteristics and weaknesses of various martial spirits and spirit beasts than to just charge in headfirst."

"Alright." Bibi Dong waved her hand. I was a little tired. "Go and cultivate on your own."

Lin Yu bowed and said, "Yes, disciple takes his leave."

......

Lin Yu entered the gate of the Spirit Hall Academy right after finishing his cultivation in the morning.

As you enter the academy, shouts and fluctuations of soul power can be faintly heard from the training ground in the distance. Groups of students wearing uniforms walk by, their badges indicating their grade and strength.

Lin Yu glanced at it and then ignored it, heading straight for the teaching building to find the teacher and report.

The teacher's name is He Fang, and she teaches Class 1 of the junior high school.

The teacher led him into the classroom. As soon as they reached the door, they heard a lot of chattering and playing inside. When they saw the teacher, the class quieted down for a while.

All eyes were fixed on Lin Yu with curiosity.

The teacher clapped her hands: "Alright, alright, students, we have a new student in our class. Let's welcome him."

After he finished speaking, scattered applause rang out from all sides. Seeing that nothing serious had happened, the noise resumed.

The teacher looked somewhat embarrassed and apologetic at Lin Yu.

Lin Yu waved his hand dismissively and said, "Alright, teacher, you can go ahead and do your work. I can manage on my own."

He scanned the classroom and found an empty seat in the last row near the door. Next to him, a classmate was slumped over his seat.

The student sitting next to Lin Yu felt someone sitting down next to him, looked up at Lin Yu, and realized he didn't recognize him.

He asked, "Brother, who are you?"

Lin Yu could still see the grease on the corner of his mouth.

So you were cheating on me, and I was deliberately being quiet.

"Oh, my name is Lin Yu, I'm new here," Lin Yu greeted.

"Hello, my name is Yan." Yan patted Lin Yu on the shoulder in a casual manner.

Lin Yu then noticed his appearance and thought, "So this is what Yan looked like when he was a child."

Looking at his striking red hair, "Dude, you're got a fiery temper."

"what?"

Yan didn't understand what it meant at first, but then she thought for a moment: "Huh? How do you know my martial soul is the Flame Lord?"

Lin Yu ignored his words, but seeing the grease on the corner of his mouth as he spoke, he pointed to his own mouth, trying to remind him that there was something there.

However, he clearly didn't understand what I meant and froze, looking somewhat uncomfortable.

"What? You want me to kiss you? That's not a good idea."

"after all......"