In Douluo Continent, Tang San raids my base right from the start.

Chapter 148 The Future Belongs to You!

That night, inside the house.

Tang San, who had been asleep all day, woke up and stared blankly at the roof, looking bewildered.

He lost, lost again, so easily, so thoroughly, without any chance to fight back. They were the same age, yet the gap between them was so vast, so vast, that it almost drove him to despair.

Blue Silver Grass is indeed a useless martial soul.

He couldn't help but recall the image of the Blue Silver Grass vines being instantly incinerated by Long Ling'er's flames. The next second, the effect of Long Yingtian imprinting his Entangling skill appeared in his mind again—the endless sea of ​​vines.

Perhaps, that's the true splendor this soul skill should possess.

Was it really a mistake to attach an animal spirit ring to the Blue Silver Grass? He instinctively thought it was a problem with the spirit ring attachment itself.

If all the attached spirit rings were plant-based, then that Primordial Chaos Grass might have been his. Perhaps, back at Shrek Academy, Long Yingtian would have mentioned it, allowing him to purchase it beforehand and consume it. In that case, his current spirit power level would likely be far beyond 34, perhaps even above 40!

After consuming the medicine, Ye Ling's soul power increased from level 35 to 40, and after absorbing a soul ring, it reached level 42. This shows that the medicinal power of the Hunyuan Elixir can directly increase his soul power from level 34 to 40. Moreover, taking it early is also beneficial for subsequent soul power increases.

If he were a Soul Master, today's battle might have had a different outcome.

Perhaps not, because plants are afraid of fire!

Thinking of this, his fingers unconsciously tightened, and his eyes were filled with resentment.

It's not that he didn't work hard, nor that he wasn't skilled in using his martial soul; it's just that the Blue Silver Grass martial soul itself was too useless!

My mind is in turmoil.

"Hmm, Brother Tian," on the other side, Zhu Wu was teaching Ning Rongrong how to knead dough, occasionally giving her a kiss as a reward, thoroughly enjoying himself. Across from them, Long Ling'er was pressing down on the rolling pin, rolling it through the gaps in the dough, shaping it into various forms.

In mid-November, the weather turned cool, and Zhu Wu began to miss his past life, expressing his craving for glutinous rice balls.

Big, round, white, and hot glutinous rice balls.

Nothing happened that night. The next morning, Zhu Wu personally cooked a bowl of red bean paste-filled glutinous rice balls for each of the women.

After finishing their meal, they each went on to cultivate.

"Has one defeat made you completely lose confidence in yourselves?" Yu Xiaogang said calmly on the training ground.

After yesterday's defeat, the team's morale has clearly been greatly diminished.

"The Soul Master Competition, as the top-level event on the entire continent, brings together elites from various academies. At the same time, it will inevitably attract countless eyes." Flander squinted.

"At least we still have a chance if we lose now. Losing on the field is just a matter of losing face at worst."

"But if you lose outside, you only have one life."

"." Everyone cheered up and focused on their cultivation, working even harder than before.

Only Tang San remained silent, a fact that Yu Xiaogang noticed.

So when he returned to the courtyard at noon, he called Tang San into the room.

"Aren't you resentful of losing?" Yu Xiaogang asked calmly.

Tang San clenched his fists and remained silent.

"Look at yourself now! What a disappointment you are!" Yu Xiaogang frowned. "You've really let me down."

Tang San lowered his head slightly and gritted his teeth as he spoke, "Teacher, can the Blue Silver Grass martial soul really lead the team to final victory?"

Yu Xiaogang paused for a moment, then said calmly, "Does that matter?"

The next second, the tone shifted, and she sighed, "You mentioned the mistress to me before."

"Long Yingtian once told you about the advantages of plant-type martial souls absorbing animal soul rings in the Star Dou Great Forest. Do you still remember?"

Tang San nodded slightly, "It has a greater impact on improving physical strength."

"Then what do you think your other martial soul is best known for?" Yu Xiaogang continued.

Tang San's first thought was about weight; if he were to swing it and smash someone, it would definitely be incredibly powerful and have considerable destructive force.

"Teacher, what do you mean?" I couldn't help but ask.

"Little San, what level do you think your physical body needs to reach so that when you add spirit rings to your second spirit in the future, the first spirit ring's age will reach 50,000 years?" Yu Xiaogang's eyes gleamed. "And what will your strength be like after adding nine spirit rings? Also, at that time, with your physical body strengthened by 18 spirit rings, will you really still need to use the Blue Silver Grass spirit?"

Tang San was immediately startled; the answer was, of course, no.

His first spirit ring was a ten-thousand-year spirit ring. Once all nine spirit rings were attached, his second spirit would have evolved to a terrifying level. And having been strengthened by 18 spirit rings, he would be able to wield his second spirit with ease and effortlessness.

When a person can throw a boulder as if it were a small pebble, that is absolutely terrifying.

No skill is needed; a single hit is enough to crush an opponent with terrifying weight! Before absolute power, all skills become futile.

With such power, the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, whose first spirit ring is only a hundred-year spirit ring, seems rather useless.

Therefore, my teacher and father had me cultivate my first spirit ring first, all to lay a foundation for me to cultivate my second spirit ring later.

suddenly see the light!

"By then, will Long Yingtian, with only one martial soul and only able to attach nine soul rings, still be your match?"

Yu Xiaogang's calm voice rang out.

A sharp glint flashed in Tang San's eyes, his expression returned to calm and confidence, and his tone became respectful.

"Teacher, I understand."

So what if there are no rare and precious materials? A twin martial soul with nine additional soul rings is better than any rare and precious material.

Yu Xiaogang nodded slightly and said calmly, "Remember, the future is the stage that truly belongs to you!"

"Yes, teacher." Tang San nodded solemnly, then asked, "Teacher, when can I begin cultivating my second martial soul?"

"We'll have to wait until we cultivate the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul to the seventh ring," Yu Xiaogang said. "Breaking through to the Soul Saint realm and obtaining the Martial Soul True Form skill is a qualitative improvement for both the Martial Soul and the Soul Master, and it's also the minimum threshold for absorbing a 5-year Soul Ring."

"If one can obtain one or two soul bones during this period, the success rate will be further increased."

Tang San nodded slightly; he knew that absorbing soul bones could strengthen the physical body.

With the Beast Illusion Sect backing them, Long Yingtian and Long Ling'er must have no shortage of soul bones, right? He couldn't help but think.

They were able to enjoy rare and precious materials because they had the backing of the Illusionary Beast Sect.

The initial difference was due to his background, not his talent or hard work!

So what? The future still belongs to him!

He is a rare individual with twin martial souls, capable of attaching 18 soul rings—this is his greatest advantage. As for soul bones, he can obtain them entirely through his own efforts once his strength increases.

Long Yingtian, just you wait! Sooner or later, I will defeat you with my own hands. His eyes blazed with fighting spirit.

"Alright, go back and rest," Yu Xiaogang said again.

"Yes, teacher." Tang San bowed slightly, then turned and walked out of the room with his head held high.

"A soul bone?" Yu Xiaogang fell into deep thought, a thought flashing through his mind. "One hundred million gold soul coins should be enough to buy a decent soul bone, right?"

"I might have no choice but to go because of the mistress."

(End of this chapter)