"Your and Su Yun's First Martial Souls are both Blue Silver Grass with Innate Full Soul Power."
"In theory, there shouldn't be much difference in your cultivation speeds."
"But last night, you could clearly feel a difference in how quickly your Soul Power flowed."
"That means the problem is very likely with Su Yun's Second Martial Soul."
"However, your Second Martial Soul is..."
Yu Xiaogang was about to say the words "Clear Sky Hammer," but stopped himself.
After all, Tang San still knew nothing about the Clear Sky Hammer. Since his parents hadn't told him about it, Yu Xiaogang didn't want to overstep.
But Yu Xiaogang knew all too well just how powerful the Clear Sky Hammer was.
The Clear Sky Hammer was the greatest Tool Martial Soul in the world!
In terms of Martial Soul quality, who could possibly surpass it?
And yet Su Yun's cultivation speed had outpaced Xiao San's.
Could Su Yun's Second Martial Soul be a top-tier Auxiliary Martial Soul?
Yu Xiaogang had a theory.
But something about it still puzzled him.
Several top-tier Auxiliary Martial Souls flashed through his mind.
Yet he had no information at all about how they affected Soul Power cultivation.
"Or perhaps Su Yun awakened a completely new Martial Soul?!"
At the thought, Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up.
He grew excited.
If Su Yun really had awakened a completely new Martial Soul, and Yu Xiaogang had become his teacher, then he would be the first person in all of Douluo Continent to discover a new Martial Soul!
That would be a unique honor!
Before long,
the carriage reached the edge of Soul Hunting Forest.
The two of them got out.
Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San, then turned his gaze to the forest before them. In a serious tone, he said:
"Xiao San, I'll devote myself to training you over the coming year. You absolutely must win the match a year from now."
Tang San noticed his teacher's sudden seriousness.
He couldn't help recalling the scene from the night before: Su Yun and Xiao Wu had climbed into the quilt his teacher had given him and slept together.
A strange sense of humiliation suddenly welled up inside him.
Then,
a surge of determination rose in his heart.
Tang San clenched his fists and nodded firmly.
"Yes, Teacher!"
Su Yun had no idea what Tang San and Yu Xiaogang had discussed.
He already knew that Tang San was hunting for his first Soul Ring.
Su Yun, of course, hadn't been idle either.
Ever since the opening ceremony, he had spent day and night studying spear techniques and leg techniques in the academy's back hills.
Apart from necessary classes and assigned duties, Su Yun devoted every spare moment to martial arts training.
"Forget to eat and sleep" was the perfect way to describe him now.
Even Ah Yin felt a pang of sympathy as she watched the six-year-old boy train so relentlessly every day.
Without the Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul to help him recover his strength and heal his injuries by drawing on the surrounding Blue Silver Grass,
Su Yun's body, at his age, wouldn't have held up under such punishing practice.
He would probably have been too sore to get out of bed after just a few days.
There was no helping it.
Compared with Tang San, Su Yun's physical fitness was a full five or six years behind.
If the two of them fought,
Tang San could easily beat Su Yun even without using Soul Power.
Fortunately, Su Yun was still young, only six years old.
His body had yet to finish developing.
This was the perfect time to make up for a lack of talent with hard work.
Su Yun understood his situation perfectly well.
Ah Yin's system hadn't given him any outrageously powerful abilities.
It had merely provided him with a ladder.
If he wanted to go further on the path of a Soul Master, he had to climb that ladder one step at a time.
And there was one more thing he had to uphold from beginning to end.
It was just as crucial as everything else!
That was—hard work!
Throughout the history of Douluo Continent,
not a single person had reached the rank of Titled Douluo without relying on both talent and hard work.
When two Soul Masters had equal talent, how hard they worked often determined their lowest limit.
And because Su Yun knew just how powerful his Martial Soul talent was, he understood even more deeply that he absolutely couldn't waste it.
Just as he had thought that day inside the Spirit Hall in Holy Soul Village,
in his previous life, his ordinary family background had left him with no choice but to be an ordinary person.
In this life, he was determined to live differently—to be carefree and unconstrained.
And the greatest support he could rely on to make that wish come true was the power in his hands.
In Douluo Continent, strength had always been paramount!
Without strength, all that awaited him was watching the one he loved sacrifice herself.
It had been some time since Tang San returned with his first Soul Ring.
Aside from seeing each other in class every day, when one raised his head, the other was there, the two rarely interacted.
Whenever Tang San had free time, he went to the blacksmith's shop or looked for Yu Xiaogang.
Su Yun, meanwhile, headed to the back hills whenever he had the chance.
Sometimes, he would also ask Xiao Wu to spar with him.
Of course, every time, Xiao Wu ended up pinning him by the shoulders, and the spar ended with him shouting, "I surrender!"
But Su Yun didn't find it embarrassing.
There was no denying Xiao Wu's skill in close-quarters combat.
Even Tang San, who had lived for more than thirty years in total across his past and present lives
and was exceptionally gifted at practicing the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record,
sometimes wasn't a match for Xiao Wu, let alone Su Yun, who had only just started training.
Besides, sooner or later, he'd make Xiao Wu cry out, too.
There were ten days remaining before the side quest ended.
Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.
The back hills.
In the forest, leaves rustled now and then.
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