Douluo Continent II: The Dragon Breaks the Nine Heavens

Chapter 72 Gambling... Gambling addict?!

"Golden Dragon, Boss, your martial spirit is ridiculously strong!" Zheng Xiaolong exclaimed from the bottom of his heart.

Compared to Lin Yun's martial spirit, his martial spirit was utterly powerless and was instantly annihilated.

I want a martial soul as strong as the boss's!

"It's nothing special. With the double-status amplification, it shouldn't be a problem to keep up with a Soul King." Lin Yun waved his hand and said casually, "It's your turn."

"My martial souls are the Three Lives Soul-Suppressing Cauldron and the Nine Phoenixes' Auspicious Flute, with a soul power level of 21. My first martial soul has two soul rings attached, and both of its soul skills are control-type soul skills. My second martial soul has not yet been attached with any soul rings, so it cannot be used for combat," Xiao Xiao said.

"Twin Martial Souls?!" Zheng Xiaolong's eyes widened, his face filled with shock.

So, monsters are always surrounded by other monsters?

"This is the first time I've ever seen twin martial souls. I never imagined that you, Xiao Xiao, actually have twin martial souls. No wonder you're inseparable from the boss!" Zheng Xiaolong gave a thumbs up.

"What do you mean by inseparable... Don't talk nonsense!" The little girl blushed and secretly glanced at Lin Yun before quickly looking away.

Lovely.

Lin Yun rubbed Xiao Xiao's little head and smiled at Zheng Xiaolong, saying, "Alright, Longzai, tell us about your martial soul ability too."

"Okay, boss. My martial soul is called Lucky Coin, and my current soul power level is level eighteen!" Zheng Xiaolong nodded, stretched out his right hand, and after a flash of silver-white light, a coin the size of a gold soul coin appeared in his palm.

The coin, suspended in Zheng Xiaolong's palm, slowly rotated, allowing Lin Yun and Xiao Xiao to see both sides of the coin.

The obverse of the coin features a young girl with a compassionate and holy expression, depicted in gold. The reverse features a middle-aged woman with a sinister smile, appearing somewhat malevolent, depicted in purple.

"Your martial spirit... is something else!" Lin Yun stared at Zheng Xiaolong's martial spirit, his expression blank.

What kind of Hook Eight Martial Soul is this?

"Come on, show me!" Lin Yun extended his right hand, gesturing for him to proceed.

The coin landed lightly in Zheng Xiaolong's palm. He held up the coin and chuckled, saying, "Boss, my martial soul effect is very simple. My soul skills are all support-type soul skills. Each soul ring corresponds to one side of the coin."

"For example, if my first spirit ring corresponds to heads of a coin, then the second spirit ring corresponds to tails, the third spirit ring corresponds to heads again, and so on."

"Every time I use my soul skill to assist others, I need to toss a coin in my hand first. After the coin lands, if the side corresponding to the soul ring is facing up, my assistance effect will be increased by 100%. If the side without the soul ring is facing up, my assistance effect will be reduced to 20% of the original."

"For example, my first spirit ring's effect is to increase your attack by 30%. If it lands heads up, the effect will increase to 60%. Conversely, if it lands tails up, the effect will be reduced to 6%."

A 60% enhancement versus a 6% enhancement is a tenfold difference!

If the toss lands on the corresponding side, Zheng Xiaolong's support ability is almost comparable to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. However, if the toss doesn't land on the corresponding side, Zheng Xiaolong's support ability is not even as good as an ordinary support-type martial soul.

After listening to Zheng Xiaolong's introduction of his martial soul, Lin Yun was completely stunned. There were all sorts of strange and powerful martial souls in Douluo Continent, but he had never seen one this awesome before!

This guy is... a gambler?

"No child cries every day, no gambler loses every day!" Zheng Xiaolong gripped the lucky coin in his hand, his face full of arrogance. "Boss, you have to believe in my luck; Lady Luck is on my side!"

"Oh, right, right..." Lin Yun casually echoed, his tone as perfunctory as could be.

luck?

Relying on luck for everything is no different from suicide!

No wonder Zheng Xiaolong didn't even deserve a name in the original story; it turns out he has such an abstract martial soul. "Alright, let me tell you the truth, boss." Zheng Xiaolong suddenly deflated, a bitter look on his face. "My luck is really bad. Every time I release a soul skill, I'm lucky if one out of ten times it's an enhancement or amplification. Sometimes, I release ten soul skills and not even one of them is an enhancement."

"I'm very grateful that you chose me as your teammate, but my skills will definitely hold you both back. My elders say that the freshman assessment is extremely important, so you should probably find other teammates."

After speaking his mind, Zheng Xiaolong's expression softened somewhat. Although his eyes still held a hint of helplessness, there was little reluctance in them.

He understood his own shortcomings. That's how it is in Douluo Continent. Martial Souls are something you can't change from birth. Once awakened at the age of six, they accompany a Soul Master throughout their life.

Compared to Lin Yun and Xiao Xiao, his disadvantages are too great, not only in terms of his martial soul, but also in terms of his soul power.

Lin Yun and Xiao Xiao are two different people. The former has a super dragon martial soul and his cultivation has reached an extremely high level of thirty-seven. Although the latter's martial soul is not as abnormal as Lin Yun's golden dragon, she is born with two martial souls, and her second martial soul can reach the configuration of nine ten-thousand-year soul rings.

How dare Zheng Xiaolong compare? He's just a complete liability.

Zheng Xiaolong was well aware of his own limitations, but his hand, tightly clutching the lucky coin with his knuckles turning white, spoke volumes about his unwillingness to accept defeat.

"What are you saying, brat? Do I look like the kind of person who goes back on their word?" Lin Yun slapped Zheng Xiaolong on the head, laughing and scolding, "As long as you stay by my side, you'll be the undisputed number one support in the outer academy!"

"Do you even understand the value of my Golden Dragon Martial Soul?!"

The first assistant of the Foreign Languages ​​Department...

Is it possible that my useless martial soul will ever be recognized?

Zheng Xiaolong slowly raised his head, looking at Lin Yun's smiling face, and a metallic taste gradually appeared on his lower lip, which was being bitten by his teeth.

Zheng Xiaolong's family wasn't actually that well-off. His recommendation letter from the main city was practically bought by his family from the city lord at great expense, all so that he could have a chance to become a Soul Master.

Zheng Xiaolong didn't want to disappoint his family's expectations, so he took the initiative to put aside his pride and use a smooth personality to communicate with others.

But they're all teenagers; who wouldn't want to be recognized by others?

"Thank you, boss." His voice was a little hoarse, but the "boss" he called out was sincere and came from the bottom of his heart.

Originally, Zheng Xiaolong might have had some intention of getting along with Lin Yun, which is why he accompanied him in his chuunibyou phase. But now, he feels like he's really becoming chuunibyou himself.

With such a leader, what's wrong with risking my life?

"Don't overthink it, just focus on your cultivation. Only when you believe in yourself will Lady Luck look her way." Lin Yun chuckled and patted his shoulder encouragingly.

"If you don't even believe in your own martial spirit, what makes you think that the goddess of fortune in your heart will favor you?"

Lin Yun didn't have mind-reading abilities, so he couldn't tell what Zheng Xiaolong was thinking, but he could tell that the boy's feelings were complicated and fragile.

It was just a small favor, and Lin Yun didn't mind doing it.

But for some, those few words of encouragement and recognition, which seem insignificant to others, are the brightest light in their lives.

(End of this chapter)