Douluo: Martial Soul Body, I’m True Master

The teaching at Heaven Dou Imperial Academy differed from that of Tang Shan in his previous life. There was no clear division of academic years, and the graduation requirements were not particularly demanding. As long as one became a Spirit Elder before the age of thirty, one could graduate from Heaven Dou Imperial Academy, which was quite simple.

There is no fixed class schedule. Instead, teachers teach Martial Soul theory in the teaching building every day. Students can attend if they want, or they can choose to participate in the culturing class on their own. The only attendance requirements are for the practical courses and the daily culturing classes.

This is consistent with Tang Shan’s speculation about the teaching model that a true Soul Master Academy should have.

After all, this is the Douluo Continent, where everything is low-grade except for Soul Master.

As long as your cultivation is profound enough, what does it matter if you don’t have a good grasp of Martial Soul theory or mainland history? You’ll have an external brain to help you think, and great scholars to debate with you.

According to the course schedule she received upon enrollment, Tang Shan discovered that one of the teachers giving today’s lessons was Teacher Qin Ming, a graduate of Shrek Academy from the original work. He had already appeared as the Spirit Emperor when he first appeared, and was still a Heavenly-level teacher at the Spirit King level.

Out of curiosity, Tang Shan decided to go and see what kind of talent the future renowned Shrek Academy would produce.

The overall learning atmosphere at Heaven Dou Imperial Academy is quite relaxed. Very few students hurry by; most walk side by side in twos and threes, laughing and joking with each other. Their cheerful chatter is interspersed with discussions about Soul Skills, and occasionally someone will casually demonstrate a few moves. The fluttering of their clothes carries the unique vibrancy and ease of youth, like the warm sunshine of early spring illuminating the campus paths, full of youthful energy.

Tang Shan strolled over to the main teaching building from yesterday and saw a somewhat familiar figure enter. He blinked but didn’t call out to the person, since they had only met once.

Stepping into the attic and ascending the winding staircase to the third floor, one finds the stairs nearly empty. This suggests that these students do not place much importance on the Martial Soul theory. Perhaps their most proficient understanding of the Martial Soul theory is simply the Soul Beast information tailored to their own Martial Soul.

Upon reaching the third floor, rows of classrooms, each at least 200 square meters in size, were neatly arranged. Tang Shan walked along the path, glancing at the teacher information displayed at the entrance:

Ling Feng: A breakdown of the Martial Soul meditation method;

Water Spring: The creation of the attack system;

Yunying: What is agile attack?

Bull Power: A defensive counterattack.

The sign outside the classroom was simple, displaying only the teacher’s name and the name of the day’s lesson. Tang Shan quickly found what she was looking for:

Teacher Qin Ming: The Cultivation and Growth of a Soul Master.

Pushing open the door, the 200-square-meter classroom is bright and spacious, with neatly arranged wooden tables. Sunlight shines through the glass-framed windows, casting dappled shadows on the floor. Basic Martial Soul diagrams are outlined on the walls, and a faint scent of ink permeates the air.

At this moment, the eight or nine long tables were almost full, and the students in their academy uniforms were talking in hushed tones.

Clearly, even now, as a Heavenly-level Soul Master, Teacher Qin Ming’s courses are very popular with students. No wonder he was the one who led Yu Tianheng and his group to confront Tang San so many years later. Spirit Fight.

After scanning the few empty seats, just as he was about to find one to sit down, someone waved to Tang Shan, gesturing for him to sit next to him.

Since the other party had invited him, Tang Shan did not refuse and readily sat down next to the person.

“This is our second meeting, let’s formally introduce ourselves. I’m Yu Tianheng.”

That’s right, the one who beckoned Tang Shan to sit down was none other than the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan member who had previously spoken rudely and was subsequently knocked down by Tang Shan with a single punch. Sect Master’s eldest grandson, Yu Tianheng.

Seeing the somewhat embarrassed yet still awkward manner of the boy in front of her as he forced a greeting, Tang Shan couldn’t help but smile: “Hello, I’m Tang Shan.”

Tang Shan’s response eased Yu Tianheng’s awkwardness somewhat: “Um, I was wrong before, please forgive me.”

Tang Shan felt awkward for the other person and couldn’t help but pat him on the shoulder: “What happened before is all in the past. I didn’t take it to heart at all. There’s no need to dwell on it.”

Seeing the sincerity in Tang Shan’s eyes, Yu Tianheng finally relaxed completely.

“By the way, why did you come to this teacher’s class? Is there anything special about him?”

To avoid embarrassing the child, Tang Shan took the initiative to bring up the topic.

Hearing Tang Shan’s question, Yu Tianheng, who was unsure how to begin, became interested and told Tang Shan the reason for his visit: “I have an uncle, Martial Soul… ” Cultivate has mediocre talent but is quite accomplished in theoretical research. Although not as good as Grandmaster, he has still provided some help to my Cultivate.

I’ve been trying to find him, but to no avail. However, I have learned some other information.

My uncle and two others once traveled the continent together, creating the infamous ” Golden Triangle “. Later, the three parted ways, and one of them opened a special academy that claimed to only accept monsters and not ordinary people.

Out of curiosity, I inquired about this and found that this school is indeed extraordinary. Most of its graduates have become pillars of various forces, and one of them even became the youngest Elder in Spirit Hall.

The reason this academy has produced so many talented individuals must be because it has inherited some of my uncle’s theoretical and practical experience. And Teacher Qin Ming is a graduate of Shrek Academy; since he’s so popular there, he must have brought with him Shrek Academy’s advanced experience, so naturally I want to come and learn.

The other party’s words contained a lot of information, and many parts of them were worth “examining”. Tang Shan saw a hint of longing in Yu Tianheng’s eyes and temporarily gave up the idea of telling him that Shrek Academy was very ordinary. Instead, he decided to shatter the boy’s illusions from the source.

Although their first meeting wasn’t pleasant, Tang Shan realized that Yu Tianheng was just a bit arrogant and not as bad as he had imagined.

Since the impression isn’t bad, let’s see if we can help him out.

“What are your uncle’s theories? Let me analyze them for you; perhaps you haven’t grasped some of their subtleties yet. After all, you should know who my teacher is, so I have some authority to speak on this matter, right?”

As he spoke, Tang Shan raised an eyebrow at Yu Tianheng.

Yu Tianheng’s eyes lit up when he recalled how his grandfather had given him a severe scolding a while ago and analyzed with him the speculation that Tang Shan’s teacher might be the Grandmaster.

He could still distinguish right from wrong. Although he viewed his uncle Yu Xiaogang with a biased perspective, he knew that the latter was still far from being a Grandmaster. Although the Grandmaster himself wasn’t here, with his Discern’s discerning eye, he might actually be able to discover some deep-seated Profound Truths in his uncle’s theories that even he himself hadn’t noticed.

It wasn’t time for class yet, and the students who knew each other in the classroom were talking in hushed tones. Tang and Shan’s private conversation went unnoticed by others.

“Ahem, my uncle’s theories carry his unique personal charisma, and I quite agree with many of his positive and uplifting ideas.”

Yu Tianheng cleared his throat and began briefly. But before he could finish speaking, Tang Shan’s expression subtly changed.

He had already anticipated what Yu Tianheng might say next. No, he originally wanted to gradually destroy Yu Xiaogang’s impression of Yu Tianheng, but there was no need for the other party to hand him a knife from the start, expecting him to stab it straight in the heart, was there?

“My uncle’s view is that ‘there are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters.’ If the cultivation fails, it’s the Soul Master’s problem. Every Martial Soul actually possesses immense potential. I completely agree with this view. Tang Shan, aren’t you the best example? A universally acknowledged useless Martial Soul Body Martial Soul, yet you cultivated it to such formidable strength. Isn’t that the best proof of my uncle’s view?”

Tang Shan nodded: “That’s certainly true. A Body Martial Soul isn’t a useless Martial Soul; it’s just that there are too few Soul Masters who can develop it properly. But I have a question for you: since there are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters, then what level is your uncle, who proposed this idea, at?”

Yu Tianheng’s expression froze, and he fell silent: Yes, if there are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters, then why is Uncle still only a Great Soul Master? At my Cultivate speed, I’ll probably surpass him in two or three years at most.

After racking his brains for a moment, Yu Tianheng’s eyes lit up as he thought of a possibility: “Could it be that Uncle’s theory wasn’t finished, and there’s another part to it? That is, although Innate Soul Power can limit Soul Master…” The Cultivate’s upper limit cannot restrict the true power of the Martial Soul. Even if Soul Power stagnates due to talent limitations and cannot continue to improve, as long as the true power of the Martial Soul can be unleashed, its strength will undoubtedly be the most formidable among those of the same level.

“And what about your uncle? Is he a control system or an attack system? Is his ability the most formidable among those of the same level?”

Tang Shan’s feigned curiosity was like the sharpest knife, freezing Yu Tianheng’s expression completely.

He was not aware of Yu Xiaogang’s Soul skills at first, but after Yu Xiaogang sent a letter some time ago, Yu Tianheng, out of curiosity, asked Yu Xuancang, who had gone to Heaven Dou Palace with him, about it, wanting to have a more thorough understanding of his uncle.

After all, some of the points in the ” Martial Soul’s Ten Core Competencies” document they sent back did make quite a bit of sense. But from this family… The answer Elder received, however, was absurd.

He knew that Dao’s uncle’s Martial Soul had mutated, becoming a unique mutated, detached Martial Soul found nowhere else on the continent, resembling a creature that was neither pig nor dog. While he didn’t understand why the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon had mutated into such an absurd form, what shocked him even more was… Family Elder told him that the Soul skills corresponding to his uncle’s two Soul Rings were actually all nonsense.

He could hardly believe his ears: Dragon turning into a pig-like, dog-like form was already outrageous enough, but its perfectly good lightning ability had turned into farting! This was an insult to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!

Later, although Yu Tianheng came to understand the family’s indifference towards his uncle to some extent, he still felt some resentment, given his uncle’s undeniable talent in Martial Soul research. At this moment, Tang Shan’s words were like puncturing the last layer of illusion, laying bare the bloody reality before him.

The strongest attack power or the strongest control ability among those of the same level are naturally nonexistent for Yu Xiaogang. What he possesses is perhaps the strongest “annoying” ability among those of the same or even higher levels.