Douro Continent

Chapter 209 Flying Divine Claw (Part 2)

The iron ball was jet black, showing no luster even under the sunlight. Yet, a chilling aura emanated from within it.

There were sixteen more iron balls in the room behind him. If the other members of the Shrek Seven Devils knew that he had spent the vast majority of his time over the past two months creating these eighteen iron balls, one wonders what they would think.

Tang San picked up the iron ball in his hand and muttered to himself, "Now all that's missing is poison. I really want to make the Buddha's Wrath Lotus again, and the unfinished Rain of Pear Blossom Needles. Unfortunately, the limitations of materials in this world are just too great."

With a flick of his wrist, two iron balls flew out silently, one to the left and one to the right. They drew two strange arcs in the air before flying back into Tang San's hand, spinning incessantly in his palm, but never colliding with each other.

After habitually finishing his training with the Purple Demon Eye, Tang San returned to the forging room. All the metal in the room had disappeared, including the metal Tang San had later bought from the blacksmith.

With a flick of his right hand across the table, all eighteen iron balls, including the two in his hand, vanished into the moonlit night of the Twenty-Four Bridges.

His gaze fell on the only relatively clean chair in the corner of the room, where a set of clean clothes lay peacefully. Xiao Wu had brought them yesterday. Looking at them, Tang San couldn't help but feel a tenderness welling up in his eyes.

What Tang San admired most about Xiao Wu was that she always knew what to do and when. Usually, she was always cheerful and lively, but when he needed quiet, she would never disturb him. She would simply do something seemingly insignificant, yet unforgettable.

It was still early, and according to usual practice, no one at Shrek Academy would be up at this time.

Tang San fetched some clean water and took a cold shower, cleaning himself thoroughly from head to toe. Then he changed into the clean clothes that Xiao Wu had brought him the day before, and his whole body felt refreshed.

After tidying everything up, a refreshing feeling spread throughout his body. Tang San raised his right hand in front of him, and a faint blue light emerged from his palm. A Blue Silver Grass quietly grew out and swayed gracefully in his palm.

"It seems I've improved again." Tang San's face showed a hint of joy.

For Tang San, the forty-nine days of forging were no less of a test of physical and mental strength than the two phases of training that the master had led everyone through before.

He was constantly forging and contemplating every day, and the pressure on his body was no less than that of running with weights. If it weren't for his body's sufficient resilience and endurance, coupled with the support of his internal energy, he probably wouldn't have been able to hold on long ago.

But it was this daily physical training that made his muscles more taut than before. The most obvious example was his arms, which were now thicker without any excess fat. His muscles were clearly defined, and his shoulders had become broader. Every casual movement revealed the process of his arm muscles contracting and relaxing.

However, Tang San's hands remained as long and slender as before, without any calluses on his palms. It wasn't just his physical strength and soul power that had improved, but also his Xuan Yu Hand.

According to Tang San's own estimation, the almost frantic and obsessive forging he underwent forty-nine days of training had actually improved his soul power again, raising it to level thirty-three. Of course, this was not solely the result of his efforts over the past two months; the grueling training he had received in the preceding two months also played a significant role.

In less than four months, his soul power advanced another level—a speed that can only be described as terrifying. Although he had broken through the bottleneck of level 30, the accumulation required for each level of soul power would take an ordinary person at least six months of cultivation. Those with poor aptitude might even need a year to make any progress.

When Tang San entered the cafeteria, he was somewhat surprised to find everyone already there, eating breakfast. Actually, this wasn't a new habit; everyone hadn't started eating so early that day. Tang San had simply been so busy with his forging work that he hadn't paid any attention.

"Our Iron Man is here. Hey, Iron Man, why are you so clean today?" It was Dai Mubai who spoke, looking at Tang San with a smile.

Dai Mubai has always been very proud, and he has the right to be proud. But in front of Tang San, he just can't be proud at all.

Although Tang San's soul power was still far inferior to his, Dai Mubai knew that if it were a life-or-death struggle, he was almost certain he couldn't defeat Tang San. Among the entire Shrek Seven Devils, Tang San had undoubtedly become the most important. However, Dai Mubai also knew that Tang San's achievements weren't simply due to talent. What Tang San was doing for those forty-nine days was unknown to everyone, but everyone could hear the almost non-stop hammering. What kind of perseverance would it take to accomplish that?

Spurred on by Tang San, not only Dai Mubai, but also the laziest Oscar, and everyone else have been working hard to cultivate their soul power these days.

The master proposed a sleepless cultivation method for them, which involved replacing sleep time with the cultivation of soul power. Aside from necessary soul skill training and physical activity, the remaining time was devoted to soul power cultivation. Although the process was tedious, it undoubtedly had a significant benefit for improving their strength.

During this period, Xiao Wu's soul power increased to level 32, and the soul power of the others also increased significantly.

Currently, the soul power levels of the Shrek Seven Devils are as follows:

Evil-eyed White Tiger Dai Mubai, Level 38, Three-Ring Battle Soul Venerable.

Oscar, the sausage specialist, is a level 31, three-ring weapon spirit master.

Tang San, the Thousand-Handed Asura, is a level 33, three-ring Battle Soul Master.

Ma Hongjun, the Evil Phoenix, is a level 28, second-ring Battle Soul Master.

Xiao Wu, the Soft-Boned Enchanting Rabbit, is a Level 32, 3rd Ring Battle Soul Master.

Ning Rongrong, a level 27, second-ring weapon spirit master, possesses the Seven Treasures Glazed Glass.

Zhu Zhuqing, the Netherworld Cat, is a level 28, second-ring Battle Soul Master.

Tang San smiled slightly and said, "Once we've finished preparing everything, we'll naturally come out. Judging by the time, it won't be long before we head to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy."

Ning Rongrong asked curiously, "Third Brother, what good stuff have you come up with this time? Show it to us all."

Tang San said, "Actually, I haven't made much during this period because it's quite troublesome to manufacture. Besides a few hidden weapons, I also made something quite practical for everyone."

"We're in too?" Ning Rongrong was overjoyed upon hearing this, and the other members of the Shrek Seven Devils couldn't help but smile as well. Tang San was almost demanding when it came to the production of hidden weapons, and every single one of the mechanical hidden weapons they had obtained was exquisitely crafted. Since Tang San had spent so many days making them, it was clear that the quality of this batch would be quite good.

Ma Hongjun chuckled and said, "Third Brother is so kind, he can even share the spoils with everyone. Quickly take it out and let us see."

Xiao Wu glared at Ma Hongjun. "What do you mean by 'equal distribution of favors'? That sounds awful. The third brother hasn't eaten yet, let him eat first."

Ning Rongrong laughed and said, "Xiao Wu really cares about Third Brother!"

Xiao Wu stuck out her tongue at her and brought the breakfast that had been specially set aside for Tang San to him.

Since Grandmaster's arrival, the meals at Shrek Academy have undergone a significant change. Of course, the academy no longer pays for breakfasts; the Shrek Seven Devils pay for them themselves, but the food remains the same. Grandmaster didn't hide the academy's financial situation, and after a month of Soul Battles, everyone was well-off and naturally didn't care about the cost of food.

"Okay, I'll eat first. We'll go outside later so I can cover for you guys; the cafeteria is too small." Tang San smiled at Xiao Wu, took his breakfast, and started eating without any hesitation. His workload had been immense lately, and his appetite had increased accordingly. Among the Shrek Seven Devils, he ate the most.

Everyone else had almost finished eating, and while watching Tang San enjoy his meal, they couldn't help but feel a little envious of his gift.

Being the center of attention isn't a pleasant feeling, especially during meals. Tang San quickly finished his breakfast, stood up immediately, and said, "If you keep watching me, I'm going to get indigestion. Let's go, I'll get you your food ready outside."

Xiao Wu naturally picked up the bowl and chopsticks Tang San had used and was about to clean them when Tang San grabbed her hand and said, "We'll clean them up later. Let's go outside first."

The group of seven arrived at the academy's playground. The playground was bathed in sunlight, and it was early summer. Shrek Academy was located in the center of the continent, so even in the early morning, it was still very warm.

"Little San, hurry up and take it out, what is it?" Ning Rongrong said anxiously.

Tang San smiled slightly, ran his right hand across the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlight, and took out something with a peculiar appearance.

It was a cylindrical object made entirely of metal, silver in color, and looked somewhat similar to a sleeve dart, but larger and thicker.

To make it clearer for everyone, Tang San rolled up the sleeve of his left arm, and with both hands, he opened one side of the barrel-shaped object, forming a shape composed of two semicircles. Everyone could see that there was a velvet lining inside the barrel-shaped object.

(End of this chapter)