Eight Trigrams Staff Technique and Mysterious Heaven Skill

Three days later.

On a small hill outside Holy Soul Village.

Xiao Lin, wielding the Imprisoning Dragon Staff, sparred with Tang San, who held the Clear Sky Hammer.

Xiao Lin's staff strikes relentlessly targeted Tang San's vital points, leaving him hard-pressed to defend himself.

"Brother Lin, I'm done fighting. Your Imprisoning Dragon Staff is too long—it's practically cheating."

Tang San raised his hands in surrender. Without using Hidden Weapons, he was simply no match for Xiao Lin.

The Clear Sky Hammer consumed too much Soul Power, while Blue Silver Grass lacked any toughness and was easily torn apart with a single tug from Xiao Lin.

There was even less need to mention techniques like the Mysterious Heaven Skill and Purple Demon Eyes.

"Call me Brother Lin. Don't add 'Little.'"

Xiao Lin withdrew the Imprisoning Dragon Staff, his expression displeased.

Although Xiao Lin did not know any staff techniques, he could still thrust a few times.

He had put the principle of "the longer the weapon, the greater the advantage" to full use.

"Little San, did you really not ask whether your father was the Clear Sky Douluo?"

Xiao Lin put away the Imprisoning Dragon Staff, plopped down on the ground without a shred of dignity, and asked.

"No. My father left without telling me anything."

Tang San crouched beside Xiao Lin, raised his head, and thought for a moment as though recalling something before finally shaking his head.

"Looks like Uncle Hao probably went to prepare your first soul ring for you."

Thinking that although Tang Hao had always been irresponsible, he should have left Tang San a letter before departing, Xiao Lin lay back casually on the grass and comforted Tang San.

"Little San, don't worry. Your father is the Clear Sky Douluo."

"I'm not worried. It's just..."

Tang San immediately stammered, looking afraid that Xiao Lin might become suspicious.

Tang San had lived two lives, but this was still his first time being someone's son. No matter how he looked at it, it felt somewhat strange.

"Come to think of it, Little San, why didn't you use the martial arts you practice?"

Changing the subject, Xiao Lin looked at Tang San with disdain, as though even the skills Tang San practiced were nothing special.

"By the way, Little San, do you want to learn my Meditation Method and Heart Separation Control?"

"Though they're both common throughout the continent, they still have quite a few useful aspects. If you pair this Meditation Method with Heart Separation Control, you can do other things while meditating."

"And Heart Separation Control is a technique specially cultivated by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. It was developed so that one's support abilities could rival those of a Titled Douluo."

As soon as Xiao Lin said this, Tang San became interested.

A method used by one of the Three Upper Sects was certainly no simple thing.

At most, it would only differ somewhat from the common methods used across the continent, but he could not afford not to learn it.

"Can I really learn it?"

Tang San asked curiously. What was going on with Douluo Continent? Could such things really be passed on so casually?

"Of course. I only spent a little time finding the Meditation Method and Heart Separation Control. It's no big deal."

Xiao Lin had no intention of hoarding them. They were not particularly high-grade goods to begin with.

Unless, with Heart Separation Control, one found the proper method and cultivated it to the Seven Aperture Exquisite Heart.

"By the way, Little San, if you're taking the support route in the future, you need to practice Heart Separation Control more. In the world of Soul Masters, it's often not one-on-one, but many against many. You must at least be capable of supporting three people at the same time."

Xiao Lin spoke earnestly, then passed both the Meditation Method and Heart Separation Control to Tang San.

Tang San did not refuse after receiving the Meditation Method and Heart Separation Control. Instead, he immediately began cultivating them.

Very quickly, Tang San frowned as he noticed something was wrong.

"Brother Lin, why does this Meditation Method seem... seem a little useless?"

"Soul Power is stored in the meridians, yet it neither passes through the Eight Extraordinary Meridians nor is it stored in the Dantian. A technique like this is practically useless."

Tang San did not notice Xiao Lin's expression and simply continued speaking. By the end, his tightly furrowed brows had actually relaxed somewhat.

"Brother Lin, Heart Separation Control is somewhat useful, but it's only theory. Without a better method, progress is too slow!"

The martial arts prodigy Tang San immediately gave an accurate assessment of the Meditation Method and Heart Separation Control.

"Little San, all Meditation Methods on Douluo Continent are like this. Even the highest-grade ones are merely more efficient and can store more Soul Power in the meridians. What are these Eight Extraordinary Meridians and Dantian you mentioned?"

Xiao Lin knowingly asked the question. If he could obtain the Tang Sect's supreme techniques from Tang San this time, he would strike it rich.

Xiao Lin's words instantly left Tang San dumbfounded.

What was going on? Even Douluo Continent's most advanced Meditation Method was inferior to a mere fraction of the Mysterious Heaven Skill?

This Douluo Continent—aside from advancing through soul rings, did it know nothing else?

Tang San had never imagined that the Mysterious Heaven Skill, which he had been so furtive about concealing, was actually the most advanced technique on Douluo Continent.

"Little San, that old grandfather who taught you those techniques... he wouldn't happen to be a Titled Douluo, would he?"

Xiao Lin looked at Tang San suspiciously, finding an excuse for him.

"Yes, yes, it must be that."

Tang San scratched his head somewhat awkwardly. Then, changing the subject, he looked at Xiao Lin with bright eyes and asked, "Brother Lin, do you want to learn?"

"Huh?"

Xiao Lin had never expected to get his hands on the Mysterious Heaven Skill just like that.

"It's nothing much, as long as you don't teach it to anyone else, Brother Lin."

Tang San scratched his head. There was no sign of the future Double Standard in his frail body.

"I'll learn."

Xiao Lin agreed without hesitation. He had decided that he absolutely could not let Tang San come into contact with Yu Xiaogang and those people from Shrek Academy.

Tang San had definitely been led astray by Yu Xiaogang and the others.

The Tang San of old had stolen the Tang Sect's secret manuals, then killed himself without putting up any resistance.

Not only that, he had even intended to leave all of the Tang Sect's ultimate arts and Hidden Weapons to the Tang Sect.

Looking at it that way, setting aside whether stealing the secret manuals was an unforgivable crime, Tang San, who possessed such guilt, could not possibly have been some utterly evil Double Standard freak.

"Oh, right, Brother Lin, I also have a move called the Eight Trigrams Staff Technique. Do you want to learn it?"

"I do."

On the grass, the two youths wore radiant smiles as they taught each other techniques and theories.

They shared the very best things they had with one another. Though they were not brothers by blood, they were closer than true brothers.

"Brother Lin, you've memorized the Soul Power circulation route of the Mysterious Heaven Skill too. From now on, you can use it in place of the Meditation Method."

"And the Eight Trigrams Staff Technique may be unmatched in both offense and defense, but it has one flaw—the dead gate."

"When attacking through the dead gate, you often give your opponent a chance to evade, while also allowing the enemy to counterattack. It can be life-threatening."

"If you don't know how to use Hidden Weapons, that would be troublesome."

Tang San earnestly explained the flaws of the Eight Trigrams Staff Technique to Xiao Lin, even going so far as to reveal his own Hidden Weapons.

"Hidden Weapons? Do I need them?"

Xiao Lin's lips curled upward. As a modern man, he had more solutions than problems.

"Since the dead gate has a weakness, I'll just use my Martial Soul to make up for it."

As he spoke, Xiao Lin barely managed to perform a sequence of the Eight Trigrams Staff Technique. At the final strike through the dead gate, Xiao Lin directly poured Soul Power into the Imprisoning Dragon Staff.

Then, something happened that left Tang San dumbfounded.

Xiao Lin's Imprisoning Dragon Staff instantly lengthened, growing to two and a half meters. With one thrust, it pierced straight through the rocks of the small hill.