Douluo Continent: Martial Soul - Agave, Self-created Earth God Position

"Big...big brother, I have a few questions I'd like you to answer?"

Yu Xiaogang first checked on her to see if his beloved Dong'er was injured.

Dong'er shook his head, his eyes signaling Yu Xiaogang to hurry up and not waste time here.

Seeing Dong'er shake her head, Yu Xiaogang breathed a sigh of relief and began to tidy up the manuscripts scattered on the ground.

He handed the manuscript to Dong'er and looked the little boy up and down.

"Little one, watch your step. Now, what questions do you have that I can answer?"

Clearly, Yu Xiaogang misunderstood Bibi Dong's meaning.

Bibi Dong stood three steps away, her face already grim.

Her hands gripped the manuscript tightly, her fingers turning slightly red.

She came out this time because her teacher, Qian Xunji, was busy with important matters.

They slipped out quietly.

She didn't dare to think about what kind of punishment awaited her if she were discovered not to be in the practice room.

She wasn't taking this risk to come see Yu Xiaogang answer questions for a complete stranger.

"Xiaogang," she called softly, her voice very low.

The voice carried a sense of urgency and displeasure.

Yu Xiaogang glanced back, seemingly realizing something, and a troubled look appeared on his face.

I wanted to tell this little guy that I'd talk about it another day, but he had already spoken.

"Big brother, how does a Soul Master use Soul Power to unleash Soul Skills when he can't use Soul Bones, Soul Rings, or Martial Souls?"

Yu Xiaogang was about to refuse when the question forced him to swallow his words back down.

His left hand rested on his chest, while his right hand kept stroking his chin, as if he were truly pondering this question.

Seeing that Yu Xiaogang did not react, Sabo then asked a second question.

"Is it too absolute to say that each person can only inherit the stronger or more outstanding martial soul from their parents?"

Yu Xiaogang pondered the first question for several minutes but couldn't come up with an answer yet.

However, the second question touched on his area of ​​expertise, and his eyes lit up.

"That's right, each person can only inherit the stronger and more outstanding one of their parents' martial souls."

"Look, isn't the current Pope a Martial Soul? And isn't his father, Grand Elder Qian Daoliu, also a Martial Soul?"

Looking at the little guy, he seemed a bit confused.

Yu Xiaogang spoke again, "I still don't understand. Even if someone is stupid, they should be able to understand such simple words, right?"

"There are many more examples to illustrate this point."

"For example, Titan, the patriarch of one of the clans affiliated with the Clear Sky Sect, has a martial soul of a mighty gorilla, and his son Taino also has a mighty gorilla."

There are many such examples, but I won't list them all for you.

Sabo felt that Sabo's explanation was both right and wrong.

Last year, Sabo also went with his grandfather to the village below Tiandou City and witnessed the martial soul awakening ceremony firsthand.

One little girl in particular left a deep impression on him.

The little girl awakened the Blue Silver Grass martial soul.

However, the deacon in charge of the awakening also inquired about her father's and mother's martial souls.

His father's martial soul was Blue Silver Grass, and his mother's martial soul was Embroidery Needle.

After a moment's thought, Sabo immediately refuted Yu Xiaogang's words.

He then recounted what he had witnessed.

"Big brother, you're wrong."

"Big brother, Blue Silver Grass is universally recognized as the worst of the worst martial souls. You agree with that, right?"

"Yes! I agree."

"According to the generally accepted view, the Embroidery Needle Martial Soul should be of higher quality than the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul."

"However, she did not inherit her mother's embroidery needle martial soul, but instead inherited her father's blue silver grass martial soul..."

"Oh! By the way, big brother, you haven't answered my first question yet?"

Yu Xiaogang didn't not want to answer; he genuinely couldn't.

As a level 20 Soul Master who hadn't even been equipped with a Soul Ring, how could he possibly know how to use Soul Power to unleash Soul Skills without using Soul Bones, Soul Rings, or Martial Souls?

He genuinely didn't know, and he didn't know how to bring it up.

"Big brother, what you're saying makes a lot of sense, but I feel like it might all be hearsay. Do you have any concrete evidence...?"

These words were like a needle, precisely piercing Yu Xiaogang's most sensitive spot.

His expression changed slightly, and his lips moved a few times, but he couldn't say anything to refute it for a moment—there was indeed a lack of empirical evidence.

However, before Yu Xiaogang could speak, a sharp whooshing sound rang out beside him.

"How dare you! You were eavesdropping on our conversation?"

"Questions, questions? What other questions are there?"

"Are you asking how to release soul skills without using soul bones, soul rings, or martial souls?"

"You have already chosen a path to death."

She could never stand anyone belittling Xiao Gang, especially when it was a little kid who hadn't even awakened his martial spirit questioning him to his face.

Bibi Dong suddenly raised her hand, her slender fingers drawing an arc in the air.

A powerful, suffocating pressure of soul force was released with a tremendous force.

The moment that oppressive force struck Sabo, he only lasted for a second.

Sabo's body bounced out like a ball that had been hit.

It first crashed heavily onto the floor, bounced off the bookshelf to the right, and was then bounced off the bookshelf to the left by the bookshelf's reaction force.

Then it rolled around on the ground a few times.

Sabo's voice came from afar again.

Bibi Dong was even angrier. "You're talking nonsense. He can't be wrong."

Then, the intensity was increased further.

She waved her jade-like hand from left to right.

A gust of wind surged out from behind Bibi Dong, and the surrounding books were swept up by the wind.

The bookshelves were tilted and broken, and the books were scattered on the ground like goose feathers.

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Salas is in a great mood today.

Just now in the Papal Palace, His Holiness the Pope was quite satisfied with his recent performance and promoted him to Platinum Bishop.

He walked out along the road, through the square garden, and around the old locust grove.

The eaves of the library have come into view.

At that moment, an unexpected change occurred.

The window on the third floor of the library facing the street suddenly sprang open.

A whirlwind swept several books out of the window.

The pages fluttered wildly in the wind, and several thick books hit the road with a dull thud, scattering pages all over the ground.

"Oh no, has Bo'er gotten into trouble again?"

Without thinking twice, he rushed into the library.

After finding out that Bo'er was on the third floor, his unease grew even stronger.

Upon arriving at the entrance to the third floor, all I saw was Sabo tightly embracing a heavy pillar.

Opposite the pillar were Bibi Dong, who was firing at half-power, and a rather handsome man.

Salas recognized the woman as His Holiness the Pope's disciple, but couldn't quite place the man beside her. He looked familiar, but couldn't quite place him.

"Your Highness, please calm down! I beg you to show mercy and spare my grandson. Please don't hold it against him."

After speaking, he released a soul skill, forming a hemispherical defensive shield, which he passively defended against.

Seeing that his grandfather had withstood the soul pressure, Sabo looked at his grandfather with some guilt. Only after seeing that his grandfather did not react did he carefully slide down the pillar.

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