The Terror of the Spirit Ring Spirit

"Putting the Spirit Ring Spirit on you and turning it into your soul ring? That probably isn't possible!" Tang Jiu shook his head.

Tang San looked at Tang Jiu hopefully. "Let's try it. What if it works?"

His heart was burning with anticipation. If he gained another soul ring, wouldn't his Mysterious Heaven Skill be able to continue cultivating to the second level?

"But if I put my soul ring on someone else, it should suppress and restrict them!" Tang Jiu said.

"It's fine, just try it. We won't lose anything! Think about giving me more strength and see if it works!" Tang San said.

"Alright, Third Brother, here I come!"

Unable to argue with Tang San, Tang Jiu could only activate his Soul Power, remove the Spirit Ring Spirit from himself, and place it over Tang San!

"Ah!~~"

Tang San suddenly let out a muffled groan and was almost crushed to the ground. Fortunately, his willpower was strong. He immediately planted himself in a firm horse stance and barely stabilized himself.

"Third Brother, are you alright?"

Tang Jiu quickly withdrew it and summoned the Spirit Ring Spirit back into his hand. Only then did Tang San rise, covered in cold sweat. He looked as though he had just gone through a fierce battle. After taking several breaths, Tang San finally said, "Your Spirit Ring Spirit is too terrifying. It directly suppressed all my Soul Power, leaving me unable to use my strength! It can probably restrict one level of Soul Power outright!"

Tang Jiu froze when he heard that. Stripping away one level of Soul Power was far too terrifying!

No, that wasn't right!

When he had put the soul ring on Tang Hao before, it clearly hadn't had much effect.

Could it be that the Spirit Ring Spirit's restriction on Soul Power was determined by his own strength? The weaker the opponent, the stronger the restriction!

That made sense when he thought about it!

Tang San felt deeply disappointed. His wonderful hope had been shattered. It seemed Tang Jiu's martial soul could not be controlled according to his wishes. As long as it was placed on someone else, it would restrict them.

So I really am a cursed support!

Tang Jiu muttered to himself. In the future, he would not be able to support his teammates. He could only give his opponents a debuff!

He just wondered how the Spirit Ring Spirit could be used after a soul ring was attached to it.

That made him very curious!

However, one thing was certain: the Spirit Ring Spirit's soul skill would definitely be extremely strange!

After that, Tang Jiu threw himself into frenzied training.

Over the past few days, Tang Jiu had gained an even deeper understanding of how important the body was to a Soul Master. His Bullet Ant Spirit was an overbearing Power Type Beast Spirit, so he needed even more physical tempering to unleash greater potential!

The hundred-jin sledgehammer from before could no longer meet his weight-training needs. This time, his strength had increased too quickly, so he used the pig iron at home to forge himself a five-hundred-jin War Hammer, modeled entirely after the Clear Sky Hammer.

Tang Jiu hung strips of dried cooked pork around his neck, carried the massive hammer, and began frog-jumping down the road.

Starting from the village, he made his way toward the mountain. Every jump left a deep imprint in the soft earth.

"The weight has just reached the limit of what my body can withstand!" Tang Jiu's gaze was firm. His frog jumps were meticulous, and sweat gradually soaked through his clothes.

After one thousand frog jumps, he reached the foot of the mountain. "Next, sprint up the mountain!"

Dragging the hammer in both hands, he charged up the mountain path at top speed. He could feel his thighs and calves becoming as heavy as lead, while his whole body gradually began to float.

By the time he reached the mountainside, Tang Jiu felt as if his heart were about to leap from his chest.

"Next, rest my legs. One thousand push-ups!" Tang Jiu strapped the War Hammer to his back and began doing push-ups to train his arm strength.

One thousand punches.

One thousand kicks.

He trained every muscle in his body to the limit of its endurance. Only when his entire body felt incomparably sore and numb did he take down the dried pork hanging from his neck and begin chewing it in large mouthfuls.

Tang Jiu discovered that whenever he broke through his physical limits and then ate this Spirit Beast meat, its energy nourished his body more deeply, making him stronger.

"Martial Soul Possession!"

After finishing his daily training, Tang Jiu would activate his martial soul and place the Spirit Ring Spirit over himself, then feel the changes in the soul ring. Every time he broke through his physical limits, the soul ring became a little stronger. Tang Jiu immersed himself every day in this tangible progress and never grew tired of it!

In the blink of an eye, the day Nuoding Academy began classes was approaching. One late night, Tang Hao carried home another Thousand-Year Spirit Beast pig.

While Tang San was cutting up the pork, Tang Hao brought Tang Jiu into the room and solemnly said, "Little Jiu, don't aim too high. Absorb a soul ring of around five hundred years for your First Soul Ring. Absorbing a Thousand-Year Soul Ring for your second one would already be remarkable!"

Tang Jiu blinked and said, "But, Dad, after more than two months of training, my Soul Power has already reached level ten. Most importantly, my First Soul Ring can already withstand five hundred years!"

As Tang Jiu spoke, he released his martial soul and placed the soul ring over himself. The yellow soul ring shone brilliantly!

Tang Hao's eyes widened. His own second soul ring was only a thousand years old!

"Dad, why don't you release your soul rings and let me test the power of my martial soul?" Tang Jiu's eyes burned with excitement.

"Alright!" Tang Hao released his soul rings: Yellow Yellow Purple Purple Black Black Black Black Red. The final soul ring was black with a trace of red.

Tang Jiu activated his Soul Power. The Spirit Ring Spirit flew out and settled over Tang Hao.

"Hm?"

Tang Hao's expression changed. He was astonished to discover that his First Soul Ring had completely vanished. He could no longer sense it, and its soul skill had disappeared with it!

His Soul Power level remained the same, but his Soul Power had been suppressed by roughly one level.

"Ah... eight rings. You have one fewer ring than nine rings!"

Tang Jiu was overjoyed and immediately began humming. It had actually restricted one of Tang Hao's soul rings! That meant it had directly crippled one of Tang Hao's soul skills!

Moreover, Tang Jiu felt that if his body could withstand the limit of a soul ring, then he should be able to restrict the opponent's soul ring with the greatest possible age.

For example, if he could withstand a Thousand-Year Soul Ring, then he should now be able to restrict Tang Hao's second soul ring—or perhaps even his third soul ring!

"What a monster!"

Tang Hao was incomparably shocked. Even the martial soul's base form, without any attached soul rings, was already this abnormal. How terrifying would its soul skills be after soul rings were attached?

However, when he heard Tang Jiu humming, Tang Hao glared at him irritably. "When you get to Nuoding City, don't reveal the secret of this martial soul. Don't let anyone know you are my son, and don't oppose Spirit Hall. Leave revenge to me!"

Tang Hao immediately withdrew his martial soul and turned to leave the room. In front of Tang Jiu and Tang San, he took out a money pouch and handed it to Tang Jiu. "There's enough money inside for your tuition! As for Xiao San, he can be a Work-Study Student and study properly!"

Tang San was speechless. Once again, he doubted whether he was truly Tang Hao's biological son!

Making his real son work and study while leaving the money for his adopted son to live comfortably—this was simply too heartbreaking!

"Xiao San, I'm doing this for your own good too! Only those who endure the bitterest hardships can rise above others!" Tang Hao patted Tang San heavily on the shoulder. He believed Xiao San would understand his painstaking intentions one day. One had to rely on oneself in everything to become the strongest!

"Third Brother, look how well Dad treats you! I'm so jealous." Tang Jiu blinked, smiling as he secretly put away the money.

"How about we switch?" Tang San said irritably.

Tang Jiu chuckled and said nothing more.

"Xiao San, don't reveal the secret of your Twin Martial Souls! Most people will find it difficult to notice Little Jiu's Twin Martial Souls, but you must be especially careful with yours! Remember, never attach a soul ring to the hammer martial soul!" Tang Hao solemnly instructed.

"Yes, Dad!" Tang San nodded seriously, then looked at Tang Jiu. "Then what about Little Jiu?"

"My martial soul is a soul ring. It can't be judged by common sense!" Tang Jiu said with a smile.

Tang San: "..."