There Are No Useless Martial Souls, Only Useless Soul Masters!

This theory seemed reasonable enough, but it was still impossible to verify!

After all, anyone who had read Douluo II knew that Soul Bones came from Soul Beast Soul Cores. Those with the aptitude would naturally get one, while those without... even if you carved a Soul Beast into a thousand pieces, there was no guarantee it would drop a Soul Bone!

As for the last point...

As Qin Yun critiqued the Martial Soul Theories one after another, Tang San nodded repeatedly, sometimes even drawing further conclusions from them.

But Gangzi's expression had already grown so gloomy it looked as though he'd swallowed a pot of ink. His face was black as the bottom of a wok.

Still, this was only the beginning!

The tenth theory was none other than the famous saying, "There are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters!"

Honestly, Qin Yun even wondered if Gangzi had gotten carried away while writing it, then suddenly come up with that line on a whim.

At first listen, it really did sound positive and uplifting, with a distinctly romantic flair.

But if you thought about it carefully—especially if you applied it to Gangzi himself—the problems became obvious!

"I'd like to ask Grandmaster Yu: as a theory master renowned across the continent, why have you still not broken through to level 30 at over fifty years old?

"Are you the useless one, or is your Martial Soul?

"I've never seen anyone insult himself twice in one sentence!"

"You!"

His eyes bloodshot and his breath coming in great heaves, Gangzi looked ready to swallow Qin Yun alive. If Tang San hadn't still been there, and he hadn't wanted to leave a good impression on him, that is.

What was with that tongue of his? Had it been dipped in poison?

"Also, according to this theory, there are clearly so many students of average talent in Nuoding City. So why haven't you taken on a single one of them all these years, and instead set your sights on Little San, who has exceptional talent?

"Is it because resources are limited, or because someone is fishing for fame and afraid to fail?"

"Pfft!"

Before Yu Xiaogang could even explain himself, Tang San, standing beside Qin Yun, had already burst out laughing.

The rapid-fire questions landed on Yu Xiaogang's heart like heavy blows. He felt his blood roil in his chest, and his vision went black. A mouthful of blood surged up his throat and, with a "pfft," sprayed across his respectable black robe, staining a patch red.

He pointed at Qin Yun, his lips trembling, but he couldn't get a single word out. In the end, all he could do was clutch his chest in a miserable fashion and cough violently.

[Unbelievable! Through a wager, the host actually defeated Dragon God Douluo Mu En in a contest of Martial Soul Theory, achieving a resounding victory!

Reward: one chance to draw a character-related prize. Would you like to draw?]

There really was nothing on Yu Xiaogang that Qin Yun wanted.

Aside from Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges, which was somewhat interesting, was he supposed to draw Luo Sanpao?

But if Yu Xiaogang had nothing, surely Mu En had something?

"Dragon God Douluo is practically a walking treasure trove!"

"Draw. If I don't use my strength now, am I supposed to save it for the next generation?"

[Ding! Congratulations, host. You have obtained the Golden Sacred Dragon Martial Soul. After fusion, you can awaken a Second Martial Soul and will possess Innate Full Soul Power!]

The Golden Sacred Dragon was a branch of the Silver Dragon King's lineage, and it also shared a bit of blood with the Golden Dragon King.

It was a being of a higher level than the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, with the potential for Ultimate Light!

Although it didn't come with an attribute of its own, unlike other Martial Souls, which struggled to awaken an Ultimate Attribute, the Golden Sacred Dragon Martial Soul only needed a little cultivation. Once its level was raised, it would naturally awaken Ultimate Light!

And beyond that, apart from the seven additional levels of Innate Soul Power he'd just gained out of nowhere...

What Qin Yun valued most was that, with the Golden Sacred Dragon Martial Soul, he could use the power of the dragon bloodline within it to control the Golden Dragon Spear with ease!

When that time came, unless the Three-Eyed Golden Lion transformed into human form ahead of schedule, the Golden Dragon King broke through the seal of the Divine Realm, or Gu Yuena crawled out of the Lake of Life...

There wouldn't be a single dragon anywhere on the continent capable of snatching the Golden Dragon Spear from him!

"Who'd have thought that insignificant Gangzi would bring me such a windfall!"

"System, will there be much of a commotion when the Second Martial Soul undergoes its Second Awakening?

"If not, fuse the Second Martial Soul and the Golden Dragon Spear for me right now!"

[As you wish!]

It was like drinking a cup of hot tea. As a warm current surged through his body, Qin Yun first sensed the Golden Sacred Dragon Martial Soul in some inexplicable way.

Then, as the space between his brows grew hot, a vertical mark resembling a golden eye appeared on his forehead.

The Golden Dragon Spear!

Although he couldn't store it in a Storage Soul Tool, he could fuse it directly into his body.

"With these two things, my ability to protect myself will increase considerably!"

After sorting through what he'd gained, Qin Yun didn't waste any more time.

He signaled to Tang San, and once he'd hoisted the chest of Gold Soul Coins off the ground, the two of them prepared to leave.

But before they could take a step, Gangzi, who had finally recovered from the blow he'd suffered, spoke up in a hoarse voice, his tone vicious.

"Wait!"

"Hm? You don't want to honor the bet?"

"A bet's a bet. I, Yu Xiaogang, can accept a loss!

"But I want to ask you this: do you dare to bet with me again?"

Like a gambler who'd lost everything and gone red-eyed, Gangzi had been dealt a direct blow to his confidence by Qin Yun's earlier words.

If he didn't find some way to win back his pride now, Gangzi's narrow-mindedness meant he'd probably be so furious by the time he got back to the dormitory that he'd die of anger.

"Bet again?"

Thinking of the system mission, Qin Yun was thrilled. But when the words reached his lips, he kept his cool, lest Gangzi notice anything amiss.

Glancing at the chest Tang San was holding, Qin Yun asked with interest,

"Do you have any stakes left?"

"I still have this!"

Slowly undoing the jade belt around his waist, Gangzi set it on the ground.

Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges was a rather rare Storage Soul Tool. It was easy to use and especially well suited to the Tang Sect, so even ten thousand years later, there were still imitation versions of it.

It was a fine item, but that didn't mean Qin Yun should offer a fair price for it!

"Unfortunately, I already have a Storage Soul Tool."

"Qin Yun, don't push it. When you bet against me, Yu Xiaogang, the stakes aren't based on what you want, but on what I have!

"If you're still a man, then stop running your mouth. Do you dare to have an open and fair Soul Fighting match with me, to the death!" Hearing Gangzi's words, Tang San couldn't hold back any longer.

"Old bastard, you've got some nerve saying that. You're already level 29, and you're still willing to bully someone younger than you!"

After criticizing Gangzi, Tang San spoke in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"Brother Yun, don't be rash. This puts you at too much of a disadvantage!"

Yu Xiaogang: "I can make one more concession. If I lose, the Storage Soul Tool is yours.

"But if I win, you won't have to stake anything else.

"I, Yu Xiaogang, only ask for a fair fight!

"What do you say, Qin Yun? Do you dare or not?"