There Are Seven Moves in the Navy Six Styles—Isn't That Common Knowledge? [Please collect]

"So, I've decided to attend Nuoding City Elementary Soul Master Academy. I'll take the first step of my Soul Master Career from there."

"Xiao San, let's go study at Nuoding City Elementary Soul Master Academy together when the time comes." Zhang Yang patted Tang San on the shoulder. "You have Innate Full Soul Power. You can't waste your talent."

"I... might not be able to go." Tang San hesitated for a long while before shaking his head.

"Huh? Why?" Zhang Yang looked at Tang San in surprise. "Don't tell me Su Yuntao talked you into joining Spirit Hall, and you agreed?"

"No, that's not it." Tang San shook his head.

"Then why?" Zhang Yang looked at Tang San, then at Tang Hao, frowning in confusion. "Uncle Tang, don't tell me you're the one stopping Xiao San from going."

"No, it's not Father." Tang San shook his head. "I'm the one who doesn't want to go."

Tang San definitely wanted to become a Soul Master. He said that purely to keep Tang Hao out of it.

"Are you stupid, Xiao San? Why wouldn't you go?" Zhang Yang looked like he hated to see iron fail to become steel. "That's being a Soul Master, the most prestigious profession on Douluo Continent."

"And putting everything else aside, Spirit Hall gives registered Soul Masters a stipend. Soul Masters receive one Gold Soul Coin per month, Soul Grandmasters receive ten, and Soul Elders receive a hundred Gold Soul Coins every month."

"Think about it. How much can you earn in a year as a blacksmith? Now, all you need to do is become a Soul Master, and you can easily earn that much money and live a prosperous life."

"Even if we take a step back, if you're afraid of the fighting and killing in a Soul Master's life, you can pretend to enroll first, obtain your First Soul Ring, meet the requirements for the stipend, then drop out. You have Innate Full Soul Power, after all. If things go smoothly, you might be done in ten days or so."

"Think about it. Even if you remain a Soul Master your entire life and live to seventy, that's sixty-three years, seven hundred and fifty-six months. You could collect seven hundred and fifty-six Gold Soul Coins from the stipend alone."

"Spend ten days to earn seven hundred and fifty-six Gold Soul Coins. Where else could you find such a good deal?"

"Besides, are you really willing to stay cooped up in this tiny village of Saint Soul Village for the rest of your life? Making kitchenware for people every day like Uncle Tang, just to get by?"

Tang Hao: "..."

"What our fathers failed to accomplish should be done by us; the roads our fathers couldn't walk through should be walked by us. I heard our village has one Work-Study Student spot. If you want to go, go find the village chief. My family can still afford to send me to Elementary Soul Master Academy at our own expense."

After saying that, Zhang Yang headed for the door.

Tang San came back to his senses. "Zhang Yang, where are you going?"

"Out for a walk. I'll wait until you've thought it through."

At lunch, Tang Hao was unusually quiet. He even seemed to eat far less than usual, his gaze falling on Tang San from time to time as if he were hesitating over something.

After lunch, Tang San habitually began clearing the dishes, but Tang Hao stopped him.

"Clean up later. Xiao San, let me ask you something. Do you want to become a Soul Master?"

Tang San froze for a moment and looked at Tang Hao. He did not want to deceive Father, so after hesitating briefly, he still nodded.

Tang Hao sighed, his face seeming several years older. "You will choose this road in the end." He said only that before returning to his room.

Zhang Yang successfully persuaded his parents to stop bringing up Spirit Hall, and he also convinced them to pay for him to study at Nuoding City Elementary Soul Master Academy.

Although the annual expense of self-funded study was truly no small burden for the family, there was no helping it. There was only one village spot, and his competitor was Tang San.

Though Tang San's Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul had left his parents grumbling for quite some time, he truly did possess Innate Full Soul Power. Moreover, the Tang family was poorer and needed the Work-Study Student spot even more. Besides, Old Jack, who held the deciding power, liked Tang San very much.

After shutting themselves in and cursing for half the day, his parents could only accept the fact helplessly.

There were still three months until the academy registration deadline. Having obtained the Borsalino Martial Soul, Zhang Yang naturally could not wait those three months. He was already desperate to see what benefits the top-tier combat power from the world of One Piece could bring him.

Zhang Yang strode rapidly along the rugged mountain path. His destination was the place where Tang San practiced every morning.

Strangely enough, before his Martial Soul Awakening, Zhang Yang had been nothing more than an ordinary child. Aside from being a little smarter, he was no different from any other normal child.

But after Zhang Yang awakened Innate Full Soul Power, everything changed.

Now, Zhang Yang could run all the way to the mountaintop in one breath without even panting, as though it were an effortless task.

The world of Martial Souls truly was wondrous.

When he reached the mountaintop and saw no one around, Zhang Yang eagerly summoned his Martial Soul.

As Zhang Yang activated the Soul Power within his body, the three-meter-tall Borsalino silently appeared behind him once more.

Martial Souls had no thoughts. Calling them inanimate objects would not be inaccurate. Even Borsalino, who radiated an air of slacking off, was at this moment merely a thoughtless Humanoid Martial Soul.

Still, Zhang Yang firmly believed that as a one-of-a-kind Humanoid Martial Soul, and one based on a character from the world of One Piece, Borsalino would surely give him benefits other Martial Souls could not.

Of course, upon closer thought, Zhang Yang's conviction had no basis at all. As for where that confidence came from?

Naturally, it came from the inherited, inexplicable confidence of every transmigrator.

Yet after Zhang Yang conducted an in-depth examination of his Martial Soul, he really did discover something.

For example...

"Borsalino, Martial Soul Possession!"

Zhang Yang shouted and immediately activated the Soul Power within him, making it circulate according to the method he had discovered.

Borsalino behind Zhang Yang immediately turned back into motes of light and merged into Zhang Yang's body. At the same time, Zhang Yang's body underwent astonishing changes.

The little bean who had originally been only 1.2 meters tall abruptly shot up to 1.4 meters. His upper body, formerly as flat and unchanging as a thermos, became sturdy and muscular. His body seemed to brim with strength.

After the possession was complete, Zhang Yang moved around a little and found his clothes somewhat tight, constricting him enough to make breathing difficult.

After taking off his shirt and breathing a sigh of relief, Zhang Yang suddenly remembered something. He hurriedly reached up to touch his face, afraid that Martial Soul Possession had turned his face into Borsalino's as well.

Fortunately, his skin was still smooth, his cheeks were still round, and his mouth was not crooked.

Zhang Yang activated his Soul Power to inspect his entire body, wanting to see what enhancements he had gained after merging with Borsalino.

First, in the simplest aspects, Zhang Yang's strength, speed, explosive power, stamina, and endurance had all increased dramatically.

But that was within Zhang Yang's expectations. After all, there was naturally a huge difference between a 1.2-meter little bean and a 1.4-meter muscular young man.

As he probed deeper, Zhang Yang suddenly discovered that seven specific Soul Power circulation pathways had appeared inside his body for no apparent reason.

Strange. What were these? Could they also be abilities that came with possession?

With the mindset that practice revealed truth, Zhang Yang poured Soul Power into one of the pathways extending to the index finger of his Right Arm, and then...

Zhang Yang's body suddenly moved on instinct. His previously lowered Right Arm snapped upward, his index finger straightened, his muscles tensed, and his blood flow accelerated. The Next Moment, with a soft puff, Zhang Yang's finger easily pierced a hard rock and left a finger-sized hole in it as though it were tofu.

"This..."

Zhang Yang was naturally familiar with this familiar move and its powerful might, having been a member of a One Piece translation group. Wasn't this the Navy Six Styles' Finger Gun?

"Could it be that these seven Soul Power circulation pathways are the operating methods of the Navy Six Styles?"

One Finger Gun used roughly one-tenth of Zhang Yang's Soul Power. But considering how weak his Soul Power currently was, and how powerful Finger Gun was, that level of consumption was still acceptable.

Then were the other circulation pathways the remaining moves of the Navy Six Styles?

To resolve the doubts in his heart, Zhang Yang gathered his Soul Power and tested the remaining six pathways one by one. Sure enough, they were exactly that: the Navy Six Styles, plus Rokuogan.

No wonder the Navy Six Styles had seven pathways.

In One Piece, using the Six Styles consumed the user's physical strength. In this world, that had become Soul Power. Moreover, depending on the move, the consumption of the Six Styles differed as well.

Rokuogan had the greatest cost. That fierce attack consumed a full half of Zhang Yang's Soul Power, and that was only the lowest level of power Rokuogan could unleash.

If Zhang Yang poured in more Soul Power, its power could rise significantly.

Rankyaku and Finger Gun were similar. Their minimum consumption was one-tenth, and the more Soul Power he infused, the greater their power. Of course, for Rankyaku, that was reflected in its attack range, while for Finger Gun, it was reflected in its penetrating power.

As for Moon Cloth and Soru, they had fixed costs. Each use consumed a set amount of Soul Power, though not much—roughly one-twentieth.

Iron Body and Paper Art, on the other hand, were sustained abilities. Once activated, they continuously consumed Soul Power until Zhang Yang actively ended them. Paper Art was like Soru, with a fixed cost, while Iron Body was like Rankyaku: the more Soul Power he infused, the harder Iron Body became.

Of course, the consumption only seemed high compared to Zhang Yang's pitiful current reserves of Soul Power. Once his Soul Power increased, the cost would naturally decrease.

His Soul Power nearly exhausted, Zhang Yang prepared to head home.

This mountain climb had destroyed a tree while he tested Rokuogan and Rankyaku, but he had gained the Navy Six Styles and strengthened his ability to protect himself in the early stages. It was an absolute bargain.