Douro Continent

Chapter 221 Connection, First Meridian (Part 2)

During the high-speed circulation of internal energy, the properties of the Blue Silver Grass are completely integrated with the internal energy.

As the pressure he released increased, Zhilin, the Soul Douluo of the Azure Vine, grew increasingly astonished. Was the person before him truly only thirteen years old? How could he not see that Tang San was using a combination of willpower and his own strength to resist the soul power pressure he had imposed? Yet, even now, he still couldn't get the child to release his martial soul. Tang San's excellence had far exceeded Zhilin's expectations.

Everyone has a competitive spirit, even Contra is no exception. With competitiveness and curiosity, Zhilin couldn't help but want to see what the limits of this genius boy could reach.

Seeing Tang San nod slightly, Zhi Lin's robes stopped fluctuating with his soul power and quietly returned to normal. The other two Soul Douluos beside him were also surprised. Having been together for a long time, they naturally understood the immense amount of soul power Zhi Lin was currently expending.

Both Soul Masters couldn't help but show worry in their eyes. Although they knew that Zhilin would definitely know what he was doing, it would be bad if the child in front of them got hurt.

But soon, the worry in the eyes of the two Soul Douluos turned into surprise. Tang San stood there, like a towering mountain. Although the pressure increased again, he did not move an inch. Only his expression gradually tightened.

They couldn't even force out their Martial Soul? This was the thought that occurred to all three Soul Douluos at the same time.

How could this be? Zhi Lin's heart trembled slightly. He knew all too well how much soul power he was capable of outputting. Even a Soul Master above level 35 would definitely use their Martial Soul under the pressure of his soul power, and they would never be as composed as this young man in front of him.

While maintaining a calm demeanor might be a sign of strong willpower, when pressure reaches a certain level, it becomes something that willpower alone cannot control.

Generally speaking, a low-level Soul Master is quite capable of withstanding the direct pressure of Soul Power from a high-level Soul Master. If they can withstand the pressure up to two-thirds of their own level, that's already quite impressive. If they can withstand it up to the level of their own Soul Power, then their willpower is extremely strong. However, all of this requires releasing their Martial Soul.

Moreover, they must be Beast Soul Masters.

Beast Martial Souls are much more helpful to Soul Masters than Weapon Martial Souls, whose advantage lies in their ability to be used as weapons.

From Qin Ming's initial introduction, these three Soul Douluos all knew that Tang San was actually a Weapon Soul Master. But how could a Weapon Soul Master withstand pressure exceeding 10% of his own soul power without releasing his martial soul? This was simply unbelievable.

As the fluctuations of soul power in the air intensified, Flander, Zhao Wuji, and the others gradually became tense, sitting up straight and staring at Tang San, fearing that something might happen.

Only the master remained seated on the left, sipping his tea and calmly observing the scene before him, showing no sign of worry.

No one understands Tang San's strength better than Grandmaster. Given the current situation, Grandmaster could easily calculate Tang San's approximate limit. Since he hadn't even released his martial spirit yet, it certainly wasn't a sign of reaching his limit.

It could even be said that he's still quite a distance from his limit. The Grandmaster knew even better that Tang San's soul power was unique, like his Blue Silver Grass, full of resilience. This resilience wasn't immediately apparent in battle, as resilience is typically used to enhance sustained combat ability. However, faced with this ever-increasing pressure, the role of this resilience in his soul power became truly evident.

Zhi Lin's released soul power pressure had increased from level 35 to level 36, followed by levels 37, 38, and 39. When his pressure finally increased to around level 40, a trace of pain appeared on Tang San's face. His expression twitched slightly, and he raised his right hand with some difficulty.

A flash of blue light appeared, and Blue Silver Grass surged forth from Tang San's palm like blooming flowers. As it swayed in the air, it formed a huge cage, enveloping Tang San's body. A vibrant blue-purple light shone brightly, and all the Blue Silver Grass swayed in the air on its own, each sway producing a unique sensation, as if the air itself were pulsating in rhythm.

Zhilin, the Soul Douluo, felt it most acutely. The moment Tang San released his Blue Silver Grass, he felt a sense of relief and was preparing to withdraw his soul power to end the test. However, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass arranged itself into this strange scene before him.

The circular cage enveloped Tang San's body, with only slight gaps between each Blue Silver Grass. With each gentle sway, Zhi Lin was surprised to find that the pressure he exerted was as if he were pressing on a highly elastic object; with the gentle movement of the Blue Silver Grass, the pressure he exerted on Tang San was significantly reduced.

To be precise, the pressure he put on Tang San was relieved.

The child possessed so many amazing qualities that the surprise on the faces of the three Soul Douluos gradually turned into delight.

In fact, even Tang San himself didn't know why the Blue Silver Grass had changed like this. On the surface, it seemed very strong, but in reality, under the pressure of level 40 soul power, he had already had difficulty breathing. He just didn't want to embarrass Shrek Academy, so he kept holding on.

Blue Silver Grass was only released when he could no longer hold on.

The Blue Silver Grass's arrangement and movements were now formed naturally, and under their rhythmic fluctuations, Tang San immediately felt a significant reduction in pressure. In his mind, a powerful technique of using leverage against force, using minimal effort to deflect immense pressure, suddenly came to mind.

Using minimal force to deflect a great weight was a common martial art technique in Tang San's previous life, which he naturally knew. However, he didn't quite understand why his Blue Silver Grass could unleash this unique martial art technique without him consciously controlling it.

Feeling all this, Tang San suddenly realized that there seemed to be many things he didn't understand about his martial soul.

With the pressure reduced, Tang San's complexion naturally returned to normal. His condition caused the Soul Douluo Zhilin to reconsider stopping the test. The pressure of his soul power intensified further, and this time the increase was even faster than before.

While using a small force to deflect a heavy weight might work, what if it were a heavy weight? How could it be moved? The pressure increased sharply, and Tang San felt as if his internal meridians were about to explode under the external pressure. He was in a state of extreme pain, his skin gradually became congested with blood, and the speed of the Xuan Tian Gong's circulation increased. With each impact, his internal meridians experienced extreme pain.

The Blue Silver Grass outside Tang San's body pulsed faster and faster, but its ability to dissipate soul power was ultimately limited. However, the Blue Silver Grass's barrier prevented those outside from seeing Tang San's current condition; they only perceived him as stubbornly resisting.

Little did they know that his face was already flushed red, indicating a dangerous situation. The pressure had now reached the level of level 45 soul power.

"Keep going, I can keep going." Tang San kept telling himself, straightening his back.

His soul power continued to increase, and Tang San's body was finally reaching its limit. At this moment, he even had difficulty moving a single finger.

At that moment, Tang San suddenly felt as if something inside his body had shattered. Immediately afterward, the rapidly flowing Xuan Tian Gong suddenly slowed down, and all the pressure seemed to burst out from his back in that instant, being released instantly.

*Poof!* The Blue Silver Grass surrounding Tang San scattered and flew everywhere, causing Tang San's entire body to tremble. He finally reappeared before everyone. However, when everyone saw him, they were all startled.

At this moment, Tang San's body swelled up, and behind him, the external soul bone Eight Spider Lances had been released. The purple-glowing Eight Spider Lances pulsated gently behind Tang San like wings, and the spider web-like patterns on Tang San's forehead reappeared, this time exceptionally clear.

Tang San's expression was relaxed. The white mist around his body was like a vast ocean, being inhaled through his nose and exhaled through his mouth. With each inhalation and exhalation, the white mist seemed to increase, and Tang San's body would swell even more.

"A soul bone?" The three Soul Douluos from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy exclaimed almost simultaneously. Zhi Lin immediately stopped applying pressure to Tang San. They could see that Tang San had reached his limit. If they continued to apply pressure, he would probably explode and die.

A wisp of white gradually appeared at the tip of the Eight Spider Spears. This white wisp originated from inside the Eight Spider Spears and traveled to the tip. Tang San's body did not change as the external pressure disappeared, and he continued to repeatedly inhale and exhale the white mist.

"Thank you for your help, Soul Douluo Zhilin." The master stood up with a smile and bowed to Zhilin.

Zhilin was stunned for a moment, "Accomplish? What do you mean by 'accomplish'?" Even he, a powerful Soul Master at the Soul Douluo level, did not understand what problem had occurred to Tang San at this moment, and he was still uneasy.

The master smiled slightly and said, "Since Tang San obtained the external soul bone Eight Spider Lances, his strength has increased considerably, but he has never been able to truly integrate with it. Under the pressure exerted by you, Soul Douluo Zhilin, I think that this time he has finally integrated with his external soul bone, and they are no longer separate. The external soul bone will become a part of his body, and no longer be an outsider."

(End of this chapter)