Putting Beibei in His Place, Lao Bei, Get Disciplined!

"Lin Ming, I challenge you!"

After finishing the grilled fish, Beibei suddenly remembered the important matter.

"I want to prove to you that Spirit Ring age and Soul Power Level don't represent everything. I challenge you!"

Lin Ming looked at Beibei with some amusement, but ultimately nodded. "Looks like I need to let you know just how treacherous people can be!"

Perfect. Lin Ming had long wanted to put Beibei in his place, seeing him either listless or gloomy every day. Today, he would help Lao Bei shake off his depression and become disciplined!

They chose a plaza on Sea God Island as the location for their duel.

An Inner Court senior with no assignments that day acted as their referee.

He possessed six Spirit Rings, more than enough to ensure their safety.

At some point, Mu En had also moved his reclining chair over to watch the spar between the two little ones.

"Lin Ming, I won't hold back!"

"Heh, that's what I should be saying!"

During the familiar pre-battle exchange of threats, Lin Ming spoke entirely with the mindset of teasing a child, while Beibei's face was utterly serious.

"Both sides, prepare. Friendship first, competition second. Begin!"

At the senior's command, both of them summoned their Martial Souls at once, and battle was on the verge of breaking out.

Since they were both children who had only recently awakened their Martial Souls, they lacked combat experience. Even Lin Ming, a transmigrator, was no exception.

After all, he had only been an ordinary person in his previous life—one could even say he had been in suboptimal health—so there was no need to mention any martial arts skills.

With the Sky-Propping Spear in hand, Lin Ming gripped it with both hands and thrust at Beibei.

Electric arcs wrapped around Beibei's fists, vaguely forming the phantom outlines of a pair of deep-blue dragon claws as they met the Sky-Propping Spear.

The dragon claws collided with the spear tip, and the electric arcs intertwined with blazing white light, causing quite a commotion.

The spear was the king of all weapons; its strength lay in the fact that greater length meant greater power. Beibei was already at a disadvantage by facing it bare-handed, and with his Soul Power inferior to Lin Ming's, he immediately fell behind in that clash.

"Again! First Soul Skill, Thunder Dragon Claw!"

He was still a child, after all, and his temperament was far from steady. After falling behind, Beibei grew impatient and lit up his first Spirit Ring.

Mu En, watching from the sidelines, shook his head. As a Limit Douluo, he already knew the outcome of this spar.

Facing Beibei, whose hands had transformed into Blue Lightning Dragon Claws as he charged forward aggressively, Lin Ming remained completely calm.

Holding the spear in one hand, he suddenly swept it upward.

The tip of the Sky-Propping Spear traced a perfect arc through the air before colliding with Beibei's Thunder Dragon Claw.

Empowered by Thunder Dragon Claw, Beibei's combat strength rose considerably, but only enough for him to barely contend with Lin Ming.

Moreover, it was the same problem as before. Lin Ming wielded a spear; he only needed to grip its shaft and control its tip to fight. Beibei, meanwhile, had to fight at close range with his own hands. No matter what he did, he could gain no advantage.

Seeing that he could not seize the upper hand after so long, Beibei began to panic, and his attacks became increasingly disorderly.

Lin Ming spotted the opening and lunged forward. He reversed the spear and pressed its butt end against Beibei's throat.

Had Lin Ming used the spear tip instead, Beibei would already have been a corpse.

"Let me put it plainly, Lao Bei. Go get disciplined already, will you? Fighting me is downright embarrassing!"

Lin Ming withdrew his Martial Soul, not forgetting to take another jab at Beibei.

Mu En watched from the side without stopping him. He also felt that Beibei needed some appropriate pressure.

Beibei stared at Lin Ming, the fury in his eyes entirely undisguised.

Yet amid that anger was another emotion: determination.

"Lin Ming, just wait! I'll definitely surpass you!"

Fortunately, things were moving in the direction Lin Ming and Mu En had hoped for. Beibei had not given up on himself; instead, humiliation had spurred him onward.

Lao Bei, this is all your big brother can do for you. As for whether you'll still end up getting caught by a dog leash in the future... who knows?

Lin Ming thought to himself.

For some reason, whenever he mocked Tang San in his heart, he felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction. That satisfaction seemed not to belong to him, yet he could still feel it deeply.

Within the God Realm.

Destruction Temple.

"That's right, little fellow! Curse him as hard as you can! If anything happens, this old man will back you up!"

Destruction and Life were watching Lin Ming through a crystal ball. Even the thoughts in Lin Ming's heart could not escape Destruction's notice.

"That Tang San deserves every curse. Go ahead, little fellow, curse him all you want. This old man guarantees it!"

After returning to his room, Lin Ming began meditating to cultivate and consolidate the Soul Power he had just gained.

Although Lin Ming had won easily in his battle against Beibei, it had still improved his combat experience somewhat.

It could not be helped. His combat experience was as blank as a sheet of paper; even a few random strokes on it amounted to significant progress.

"Grandson, Grandpa's back!"

Lin Feng pushed open the door, beaming brightly. One look was enough to tell that he was in an exceptionally good mood.

He had just gone around showing off to all his old friends in the Sea God Pavilion—boasting that his grandson possessed Innate Full Soul Power, that his grandson had Twin Martial Souls, and that his grandson's first Spirit Ring was eight hundred years old and had raised his Soul Power by more than three levels.

When those elders heard that Lin Feng had such an outstanding grandson, they became green with envy and lamented the lack of promise among their own juniors.

Lin Feng was immensely pleased with himself.

For elders like them, being impressive themselves no longer meant much. Comparing the achievements of their juniors was what they enjoyed discussing most.

"Lao Deng, you came back just in time."

Hearing Lin Feng return, Lin Ming withdrew from his meditative state.

"What is it, Grandson?"

As Lin Feng looked at his precious grandson, he was afraid of dropping him when holding him in his hands and afraid of melting him when holding him in his mouth.

"You're already a Title Douluo, so you should be highly accomplished with the spear, right?"

"Of course!"

At the mention of spear techniques, the pride in Lin Feng's eyes could not be concealed.

"There are few Title Douluo on the continent whose Martial Souls are spears, so this old man's spear techniques are among the very best on the entire continent!"

To become a Title Douluo, merely accumulating Soul Power was not enough.

Those stuck at rank eighty-nine, unable to break through to become Title Douluo for their entire lives, were sometimes not lacking in talent. Rather, they could not fully comprehend their own Martial Souls.

To break through to Title Douluo, one had to truly understand one's own Martial Soul—to feel it—in order to grasp that sliver of opportunity for a breakthrough.

Lin Feng was precisely such a person. When it came to the Thunder-Roar Spear, he understood it as well as he understood himself—perhaps even better.

"Perfect. Hurry up and teach me some spear techniques. Otherwise, with this Sky-Propping Spear in my hands, it's no different from a fire poker. All I know how to do is poke around wildly."

Lin Ming had wanted to learn spear techniques ever since awakening his Martial Soul, but there had always been something getting in the way. Today, he had finally remembered.

"Oh, right. Grandpa overlooked that. Sorry, Grandson!"

Lin Feng placed a hand on the Storage Soul Tool around his wrist and gave it a light tap. A yellowed manual appeared in his hand.

"These are some basic spear techniques Grandpa created in his younger days. Start by learning from this."