Tang Wu Lin was also greatly shocked when he saw it. Perhaps he could not match him in strength, but he really could withstand that strike.
"Wu... Wulin, you come. Your Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass—I can definitely beat you!" Wan Yunchao said as he turned to Tang Wu Lin.
Yet after taking the field, Wan Yunchao did not rush to throw his short blades. In the end, it would have been better if he had thrown them.
Before long, Tang Wu Lin used his Blue Silver Grass to lash at him rapidly, bind him up, and swiftly end the battle.
To his surprise, Wan Yunchao discovered that his short blades could not even cut through Tang Wu Lin's Blue Silver Grass. It was utterly strange. After that match, he directly began doubting his entire life.
"Why? Why can't I beat you even after getting a Soul Skill?! Fine, Brother Jin is one thing, but why can't I even beat you?!"
"You're stupid, Wan Yunchao! And here I thought you had Level Five Innate Soul Power. The teacher clearly told you long ago that your Martial Soul suited close combat and the Agility Attack Type. You've gotten this fat—how are you supposed to be agile? Agile my ass."
"Exactly. Besides, your Martial Soul is clearly a blade, and this kind of short blade is perfect for throwing, close combat, and sneak attacks. I really don't know what you were thinking," Tang Wu Lin added.
That was right. Only after hearing this did Wan Yunchao realize it, though he should have figured it out long ago.
Afterward, Tang Wu Lin and Wu Yang Jin left the sparring area.
"Wulin, these past few days, I've been wondering if I was a little too impulsive."
"Hm? Maybe you were, but it's understandable for Yang Jin. After all..."
"Yeah, but it's fine. I have no problem with what you said, Wulin."
"Oh... Well, Na'er leaving did affect you, Yang Jin. It's normal for you to have emotional fluctuations."
After that, the days repeated themselves as before. Only... Na'er was still missing. However, he now carried one more thing with him at all times: the necklace Na'er had given him.
Then one day, after training, he entered the Sea of Consciousness...
"Yang Jin, have you been controlling your emotions better lately?" Ice Empress asked.
"Mm, thank you for your concern. I'm fine now."
"That's good. Little Ice has been worrying about you all this time."
"Hey! Snow Empress! Don't talk nonsense," Ice Empress said.
"Really? Thank you, Sister Ice Empress!" Wu Yang Jin said, taking Ice Empress's hand and bowing.
Of course, he had to thank the three of them. Without them, he might not have made it to where he was today.
"Eh? Wait... You don't need to do that. You're being far too formal!" Ice Empress said, suddenly at a loss.
"Oh? Is little Ice getting shy? He's only a child," Snow Empress said.
"Snow Empress!"
"Alright, alright. By the way, Yang Jin... Your bloodline has also made a breakthrough recently due to forging, training, and your little sister's departure. You noticed it too, right?"
"Mm, I did. I discovered that not only can I use Dragon Claw Attachment now, but it no longer has a time limit. The Dragon's Strength can also cover both my legs, turning them into dragon legs."
"Mm, that's how it should be. Your bloodline is gradually adapting to you, while you are gradually taming it as well. This is very good."
"Mm. By the way, Old Long, since I haven't really used my First and Second Soul Skills much, can I try them here?"
"You can. Have Miss Ice Empress make an ice wall for you to test them on."
"Mm, sure. Come on."
As she spoke, Ice Empress created an ice wall and erected it before Wu Yang Jin.
"Use Dragon Claw Attachment and see if you can break it," Old Long said.
"Got it."
In an instant, black-red energy surged into his arms. Then, jet-black and vivid crimson dragon claws appeared. The next second, he rushed forward and struck the ice wall.
This was no ordinary ice wall. After all, Ice Empress had made it, and its toughness was naturally beyond anything ordinary.
But... with a bang, it shattered!
"This... I put quite a bit of power into it, and it still shattered," Ice Empress said.
"Not bad, not bad..."
Afterward, he tried his other two Soul Skills as well: Black Dragon's Roar, along with the two dragon claws that could switch colors for different effects. Their power was extremely formidable, but against opponents with too great a gap in level or strength, it was still impossible to simply challenge above one's level and win.
Before leaving, Old Long produced something resembling a dragon scale and had him stab the dragon claw using Dragon Scale Attachment. The result...
He only felt a faint soreness in his arm, followed by a slight numbness. It was like two blades scraping past each other; after leaving behind a smoky trace, it vanished.
In other words, his defense should be quite high as well. But that did not mean he could not be injured at all. After all, that faint soreness was still there, so if one insisted, it counted as being injured just a tiny bit.
"Mm, not bad. You can be considered capable in both offense and defense. Your compatibility with your bloodline is also very good, so the road ahead will be easier for you," Old Long said.
"Yes, I'll continue working hard."
"Though this may make you sad, Yang Jin, I think Na'er leaving may have helped you in some way as well," Ice Empress said.
That was right. Before then, his strength had not been bad, but compared to such a distant future, this amount of time was nothing.
Yet it was precisely after Na'er left that he had been spurred onward.
"Mm, I'm fine, but... I understand."
Everything had happened so quickly, and he had grown as well. However, Old Long also told him some things.
Apart from saying that Wu Yang Jin had actually known Old Long, Ice Empress, and Snow Empress in the past—though Wu Yang Jin did not remember, nor did he know that Ice Empress and Snow Empress were ferocious beasts, since he had never met them—he also told him some other things.
Wu Yang Jin was somewhat surprised as well. This meant that he was no ordinary person.
It also made him feel that he could not let such an opportunity go to waste. He had to work hard.
After this, Tang Wu Lin and Wu Yang Jin often trained in Dual Cultivation, and both progressed rapidly. Tang Wu Lin benefited the most.
Over such a long period, both Wu Yang Jin and Tang Wu Lin discovered the other's unusual traits. The two of them felt that perhaps their bloodlines might be connected.
However, no matter what, although Tang Wu Lin had still obtained a ten-year Spirit Soul, it unexpectedly suited him very well!
For several days, Tang Wu Lin was so happy that he could not sleep. After all, his cultivation was progressing much faster than expected.
His strength was gradually increasing, his power growing greater and greater, and his forging improving as well.
From time to time, Tang Wu Lin would stare at his Soul Ring and grin foolishly, or let out strange chuckles. Tang Zi Ran and Lang Yue wondered if their son had gone silly from cultivation.
When Wu Yang Jin first saw it, it gave him quite a fright as well.
And so time slowly passed again. Eventually, the time would come. Eventually, they would go somewhere farther away. Eventually, they would graduate from this academy and head to the next one.
In the blink of an eye, graduation arrived. The two children, Wu Yang Jin and Tang Wu Lin, were due to head to Eastsea Academy, their next destination.
Old Long had told Wu Yang Jin in advance that someone was waiting for him there, someone he needed to meet. After all, some matters were connected to that person.
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