Spear Dance

Chen Ming stepped out of the alley, deciding that from now on, he would obtain his soul rings within Minecraft. After all, his situation could easily be described as having four martial souls.

Wouldn't he be captured and sliced up for research if that got out? Plus, his soul power was increasing too rapidly; it was better not to be too flashy.

Stay low-key for now. We'll develop in silence, then stun everyone! Thinking this, Chen Ming brushed back his long, silver-white hair.

He pulled out a mirror and took a look. A refined face greeted him, with long, silver-white hair cascading down to his waist like a waterfall.

"I really am good-looking."

Chen Ming couldn't help but feel proud. He then put away the Silver Dragon Spear. Through research, he had discovered that he could only manipulate the Silver Dragon Spear to transform into a staff when he used the Silver Dragon King martial soul.

If he used the Golden Dragon King martial soul, there was no way to do that; he could only use it like an ordinary spear for sweeping, thrusting, and parrying.

Of course, anyone below the god level without the bloodline of the Golden or Silver Dragon King couldn't even lift the Silver Dragon Spear.

Furthermore, Chen Ming's gains weren't limited to soul rings and soul power levels; his spear techniques had also improved.

It was worth mentioning that in Minecraft, the Silver Dragon Spear was classified as a melee weapon and a spear.

It was that very spear—the one where the faster you moved, the higher the damage. Thinking of this, Chen Ming's mind began to race.

What if he raised two horses, then sprayed them with speed and jump potions to breed them? By then, with a silver spear and a white horse, how would he be any different from a great general?

Just imagining himself sitting on a white horse, clad in silver armor, and wielding a silver spear made Chen Ming instantly excited. He rubbed his hands together; since he had a plan, he should start plotting.

Chen Ming's silver hair immediately turned into short black hair, and he soon returned to Tiantou Technology Academy.

Grumble~

An untimely sound rang out, and his expression instantly turned awkward. He was hungry again! With no other choice, he had to go to the cafeteria for a meal, and five thousand federal credits vanished in an instant.

In the evening, Chen Ming was in a corner of Tiantou Technology Academy practicing his soul power control. He thought of the tree-climbing exercise from Naruto.

He immediately began to experiment. After pressing his foot against the tree trunk and using soul power to adhere to it, he tested the suction with a bit of force before lifting his other foot.

Crack!

"Eh? Whoa!"

However, just as he lifted his other foot, the piece of bark his right foot was pressing against cracked and instantly peeled off.

Chen Ming fell down immediately. Looking at the bark still stuck to the sole of his foot, he pondered that it must have been because he used too much soul power.

[Soul Power Control +5]

Chen Ming checked his soul power control skill; it was indeed improving, so that was fine. It was just a few falls.

He continued to practice his soul power control, and within an hour, Chen Ming was able to walk on the trees as if on flat ground.

He could even hang upside down from a tree to release soul skills. He checked the time; it wasn't early anymore, so he decided to stop there.

After dusting off his backside, Chen Ming headed toward the dormitory building. Upon returning to the dorm, the three of them looked over one after another.

"Old Chen, you're back?"

"Yeah."

"Where did you go?"

"Did you go on a date?"

"How is that possible? You guys are overthinking it. I've lived this long and haven't even held a girl's hand. I'm going to take a shower."

Hearing his roommates' words, he was left speechless. Are you kidding me, guys? How old are you even?

"Old Chen, you're mysterious all day long. You can't blame your brothers for being suspicious of you."

Feng Rulang explained from the side. After all, Chen Ming would occasionally disappear for a period of time, and they all felt he was being secretive.

"I just went out to get some emergency rations, otherwise I'd starve to death."

Hearing this, Chen Ming raised his hand and clenched it. Three bags of rice appeared in his hand, and his other hand held a pile of ingredients—he had bought several baskets, though this was only Chen Ming's ration for three days.

"Buying ingredients?"

"Is that all you bought..."

"What exactly are you disappointed about!"

Looking at Lei Yuan's disappointed expression, Chen Ming wanted to curse. Afterward, he walked into the bathroom to wash up, and once finished, he sat on his bed to write.

At night, the three of them were cultivating, while Chen Ming slept soundly. Time moved to the next day, and Tiantou Technology Academy officially began classes. The first period was a theory class.

They were all teaching basic knowledge, the kind of foundational content from primary academies. Having watched Douluo Continent, Chen Ming knew it all, so he chose to take out a book about battle armor and began to read.

[Battle Armor Design +1 +1 +2 +2 +6]

A class passed, and Chen Ming gained a lot. After finishing lunch, he ran to the small woods to practice his soul power control and spear techniques.

Using the academy's training rooms cost money—five thousand federal credits per hour. Thinking about it, the small woods were more cost-effective.

In the small woods, Chen Ming transformed into his secondary persona, wielding the Silver Dragon Spear and dancing with it to perform spear flourishes.

"Speaking of which, does the library have any basic spear techniques? I should buy a book on basic sword techniques too."

Chen Ming's progress with aimless spear-swinging was a bit slow, so he thought about heading to the library to find some basic drills for sword and spear techniques.

He immediately walked out of the small woods and headed toward the library. Along the way, Chen Ming clearly felt the gaze of the crowd, and he began to feel a bit unnatural.

It seemed he had been in too much of a hurry and forgotten to switch forms... he should probably wear a hat.

Chen Ming thought to himself as he took out a leather cap and placed it on his head. After being brought from Minecraft into the real world, the leather cap had transformed into a brown flat cap, and it seemed its appearance could change according to his wishes.

He hurried to the library and quickly found a few books.

Basic Swordsmanship Basic Spearmanship Basic Archery Insights on Elemental Mastery Basic Array Inscription Basic Forging

"Hello, I'd like to buy these six books."

Chen Ming placed the six books on the front desk and took out his phone to pay. The books were decent enough, costing five hundred Federation Credits.

After the purchase, Chen Ming hurried off to a small grove to flip through the books.

[Spearmanship +3 +3 +3]

If reading books could also improve his skills, then what else was there to say? Time to start training! Since reading the same content again wouldn't yield any more gains, Chen Ming decided to practice according to the contents of Basic Spearmanship first and continue reading during class.

Putting the books away, Chen Ming raised his hand and gripped the air, causing the Silver Dragon Spear to appear in his grasp.

With guidance, Chen Ming's movements were no longer chaotic; every strike and stance carried a sense of stability. At the same time, he infused elements into the Silver Dragon Spear.

This way, he could improve his elemental mastery and spearmanship simultaneously. After a while, the alarm Chen Ming had set went off. He stopped his movements and checked the time—it was already two in the afternoon, time to head to class.

Seeing this, Chen Ming put away the Silver Dragon Spear, looked around, and adjusted his hat. With a flash of silver light, he vanished, reappearing five meters away in his black-haired form.

He quickly ran to the sports field and found his class. The afternoon session was a physical education class, and several other classes were also having their lessons on the field.

"Students, this is a physical education class. Start with a one-thousand-meter warm-up run, then do some stretching."

The PE teacher was a man wearing sunglasses. One thousand meters was nothing for a soul master; looking at the homeroom teacher from the start of Douluo Dalu II who made students run one hundred laps, this one thousand meters didn't even amount to a fraction of that.

ps: The first update for February 22nd, two thousand words.