Douluo Continent: My Path to Godhood Through Stat Allocation

Chapter 12 Tang San Arrives

After recalling for a moment, Teacher Song asked with certainty, "I heard that you used to be a beggar, right?"

"Mm." Fang Ling nodded.

"Was that leg also broken around that time?"

"Yes."

Fang Ling had only been in this world for a year; her leg was broken before that.

The little beggar hadn't inherited much of the memories, and was merely responding.

Teacher Song gently patted the table: "And I remember when you first started teaching, you were as thin as a rake."

Fang Ling replied, "Yes."

Teacher Song shook her head slightly:

"Now that a year has passed, it seems to have healed a bit better, but childhood is actually a crucial period."

"With its life essence already damaged, it won't be easy to absorb a powerful hundred-year-old soul ring."

Fang Ling's expression hardened: "Teacher, what do you mean...?"

"Then you can take a look at this kind of spirit beast." Teacher Song handed over the yellowed book she was holding.

"A star-nosed mole?"

The illustrations in the book were somewhat ugly, but you could still make out that it depicted a mouse.

Its entire body is dark brown, and its eyes are small.

Four large feet with very short claws.

Its most striking feature is its nose, which is surrounded by twenty tentacles, resembling the rays of a star, hence its name.

"That's right, the star-nosed mole!"

As Teacher Song watched Fang Ling read the words from the book aloud, a kind smile appeared on her face.

"This is a very weak soul beast that lives in the shallow surface. Usually, it is food for other soul beasts."

"It has survived to this day by preying on earthworms, insects, and even eating some soil in emergencies."

"Its eyes and ears are not very good, only its nose is a special sense that gives it an extremely fast nerve reflex speed."

"Neural reflex speed!" Fang Ling's eyes lit up.

Teacher Song smiled slightly smugly: "That's right. Generally speaking, when choosing a spirit beast, one should choose one that is beneficial to the growth of the martial spirit."

"Knives are developing towards being sharp, razor-sharp, and hard, or with various additional attributes."

"But do people even consider how much of a boost a weak ten-year spirit ring can provide?"

With a slight sigh, he got up and poured two glasses of water, handing one to Fang Ling.

"Thank you, Teacher Song." Fang Ling quickly thanked her, holding the warm water.

"Hmm." Teacher Song sat down again and beckoned to Shi Hui. "Come on, summon your martial spirit."

Fang Ling summoned his scythe as he requested.

Teacher Song took out a piece of paper and gently tested it.

The sharp, silvery-white sickle cut the paper in half with little resistance.

Teacher Song ran her hand along the edge of the paper to feel it, then handed the paper, which had been cut in half, to Fang Ling.

"The clean cut indicates that your scythe is already quite sharp; an ordinary ten-year soul ring wouldn't enhance it much."

"You're only at level one, so you'll probably only be able to break through to the Great Soul Master level at most. It's unlikely that your Martial Soul can achieve significant growth through Soul Rings."

Normally, you wouldn't even be able to become a Soul Master, let alone reach level one. Luckily, I have a cheat code!

Fang Ling felt incredibly fortunate.

He was listening very attentively, almost completely absorbed, and Teacher Song was also speaking enthusiastically.

"If you want to pursue the path of a Battle Soul Master, why not try enhancing your neural reflexes?"

"With faster reflexes, you can both dodge and fight. The star-nosed mole is weak, so you can ask the dean to help you hunt down a hundred-year-old one."

"This soul skill is a notch stronger than the ten-year one, and you can absorb it too."

Fang Ling made up her mind, placed the cup on the table, and bowed deeply to express her gratitude.

"Thank you for your guidance, Professor Song!"

Teacher Song chuckled and helped him up:

"No need to thank me. The star-nosed mole gains two tentacles on its nose every ten years. The one depicted in the book is a hundred years old."

"Just talk to the dean about it. These kinds of soul beasts are widely distributed, and they can be found in the Soul Hunting Forest. They're not hard to find, and he'll help."

"Go, study hard, and cultivate yourself well."

Teacher Song waved to Fang Ling and put the book back in its place.

Then I took out another book and began to read it carefully.

Fang Ling, filled with excitement, tiptoed out, afraid of disturbing him.

To keep out the cold draft, they thoughtfully closed the door before leaving.

Four more days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Fang Ling returned from slaughtering a pig outside.

Because the start of the school year was approaching, he reduced the frequency of slaughtering pigs and instead spent more time practicing his spiritual cultivation.

It wasn't meditation, but rather practice of a self-created sickle technique.

I want to try using the sickle more freely.

Just as he reached the door, he witnessed a classic scene—Wang Sheng stumbled and fell out of the dormitory.

He didn't pay attention to Fang Ling, who had returned early.

Enraged, he steadied himself, turned around, and pounced on a simply dressed little boy like a tiger descending a mountain.

The boy had a wheatish complexion and short, neat black hair.

She can't be described as good-looking, but she also can't be ugly.

She has an ordinary appearance, the kind that you wouldn't notice in a crowd.

The person I hadn't seen before was a new part-time worker.

The one who could easily defeat Wang Sheng must be Tang San.

Standing at the door with a lunchbox full of braised meat, Fang Ling quietly watched the two fight.

Wang Sheng lunged at Tang San, but Tang San advanced instead of retreating.

He took a step forward, the distance was just right, and with a flick of his left hand, he guided the other with his right.

Wang Sheng's right fist seemed to be drawn by a special force, changing its direction.

Tang San tripped him at just the right moment, and his body flew straight out.

With a "thump," she collapsed onto a metal bunk bed.

Wang Sheng was furious and began to use the power of his martial spirit.

However, nothing unexpected happened.

He was decisively defeated by Tang San's simple and effective moves.

A brilliant battle.

That's the only way to describe it.

Fang Ling's heart was pounding, her eyes unblinking as she stared intently, hoping to learn something from it.

What he longed for was a battle where victory or defeat was decided in an instant.

Combat skills are indispensable if you want to participate in the life-or-death battle, or even go to the Killing City in the future.

Tang San's skills, such as Crane Control and Dragon Capture, as well as other techniques and, most importantly, the Mysterious Heaven Skill, are all valuable.

Unfortunately, it's impossible to learn that.

Fang Ling was very self-aware; adding points to his stats was already a stroke of luck, so how could he ask for more?

Wang Sheng was talking to Tang San, showing the bruises on his hands, seemingly entrusting him with the important task of protecting the work-study students. Fang Ling then walked in carrying meat.

He asked in surprise, "Wang Sheng, and who was this guy who just easily defeated you?"

"My name is Tang San."

Tang San smiled at Fang Ling.

"That's a good name, Tang San. I just watched your fight with Wang Sheng. You're really amazing."

Fang Ling exclaimed in admiration.

To leave a good impression, since you'll be under his and Xiao Wu's protection for the next two years, you shouldn't offend them.

He had no intention of seeking death.

How could a year be truly uneventful if it were described as so?

He only frightened them by fighting back desperately on both occasions when he was being attacked, showing a willingness to risk his life.

In the early game, which isn't particularly strong, a stable environment is still quite good.

"Thank you, I also think the name is good."

Fang Ling's smile has a friendly quality, and Tang San subconsciously returned the smile.

She doesn't fawn over Tang San and Xiao Wu only to repay their kindness in protecting her.

It's not dark either.

All we need is Ah Yin's soul bone.

The protagonist walks his own path.

He doesn't fawn over the Spirit Hall; he just needs Bibi Dong's help to enter the City of Slaughter.

I'll mention it separately here.

(End of this chapter)