A Concept for Combat Techniques

Although these people usually acted as though they were not even afraid of death, they still harbored fear deep down.

Basically, everyone here still held onto the hope of one day getting out.

And Su Chen had shown no mercy, directly crippling one person's Martial Soul. Even if they got out of prison afterward, they would become like the commoners they had once slaughtered. That was something these prisoners could never accept.

For a time, all the prisoners shrank back into the corners of their cells.

Each one lowered their head.

They did not even dare breathe loudly.

Afraid that Su Chen would set his sights on them next.

A moment later, Bibi Dong came back to her senses and quickly trotted over to Su Chen's side.

Her gaze fell upon Su Chen's hand.

The palm-sized crimson wolf shadow was unmistakably identical to the Bloodthirsty Demon Wolf Martial Soul of that bald brute from before.

Once she saw it clearly, Bibi Dong's eyes filled with shock.

"Su Chen, isn't this that person's Martial Soul?"

"Didn't you shatter his Martial Soul? How did it end up in your hand?"

Hearing this, Su Chen answered calmly.

"I simulated it using the Bloodline Soul Power remaining in that man's body."

"Simulated it?"

Bibi Dong froze slightly, then seemed to realize something. Her breathing quickened involuntarily.

"Doesn't that mean you can directly simulate whatever Martial Soul you want to use in the future?"

The moment she said this, all the spectators held their breath. None of them had practiced Su Chen's cultivation system before, so they did not have a clear understanding of it.

But simulating Martial Souls was something everyone could truly comprehend.

After all, when judging the strength of Soul Masters in the past, the most important factors had been the type and power of their Martial Souls.

If Martial Souls could truly be simulated, then once Su Chen's cultivation method was revealed, there might not be a single Soul Master left on the entire continent in the next instant.

Yet Su Chen shook his head upon hearing that.

"It isn't that simple."

"What I have simulated now is merely the form of a Martial Soul."

"To put it plainly, it is nothing more than an empty shell."

"It has no true Martial Soul origin, cannot carry Soul Skills, and cannot be used directly in battle."

As he spoke, Su Chen's palm trembled slightly.

The next instant, the crimson wolf shadow slowly dispersed in his hand.

"The reason I did this was only to verify an idea."

"An idea?"

Bibi Dong asked instinctively.

Su Chen nodded.

"After fighting Wang Batian, I kept thinking about it."

"My current cultivation method can strengthen the body and increase Soul Power."

"But I have no real means of using it in combat."

"If I want to continue cultivating, I must find a way to truly put Soul Power to use."

"And the fastest way to use Martial Souls as an analogy and quickly grasp combat applications for Soul Power is undoubtedly to simulate Martial Souls."

"Now, it seems this path is feasible."

After listening to Su Chen, the shock in Bibi Dong's eyes deepened.

She realized that the more time she spent with Su Chen, the more she discovered just how extraordinarily talented he was.

From merely an ordinary battle, he had actually been able to quickly conceive a future direction for cultivation research.

Yet while the two were talking, the prisoners in the surrounding cells grew more frightened the longer they listened.

Although they could not understand what Su Chen meant.

They had noticed one thing: this young man before them seemed to be planning to use people like them as experiments.

For a time, cold sweat seeped across the foreheads of many prisoners.

Some even had their legs go weak and collapsed onto the ground.

And just as they had feared, after the two finished speaking, Su Chen walked expressionlessly to the second cell.

Seeing Su Chen approach, the scar-faced middle-aged man inside immediately backed away in terror.

But the cell was not large to begin with. Where could he retreat to?

Very soon, a shrill scream rang out.

The second person's Martial Soul exploded on the spot.

Then came the third.

The fourth.

The fifth.

Screams rang out one after another.

Some people knelt on the ground and desperately kowtowed.

Some clutched their heads and curled up in the corners.

None of this caused Su Chen's movements to pause in the slightest.

He simply walked forward, step by step.

Then, one after another, he shattered their Martial Souls.

Whenever he shattered a Martial Soul, he would pause briefly to sense the flow of the other person's Bloodline Soul Power and the changes in his own Soul Power.

Then a blurry phantom of a Martial Soul would briefly condense in his palm.

Before dispersing again.

He continuously verified his idea.

The entire floor fell silent.

Only then did Su Chen slowly withdraw his hand and speak indifferently.

"Let's go."

Hearing this, Bibi Dong looked at the prisoners lying unconscious in their cells, but ultimately said nothing.

The two left the lowest level of the prison together.

Along the way, the air seemed somewhat quiet.

It was not until they walked out of that cold, oppressive black building that Bibi Dong finally seemed to catch her breath.

The night wind blew past.

Her chest rose and fell slightly.

After walking a little farther, Bibi Dong finally could not suppress her curiosity any longer.

"Su Chen."

"Can I use that cultivation method of yours...?"

Hearing this, Su Chen stopped walking.

Then, with almost no hesitation, he gave his answer.

"No."

Bibi Dong clearly had not expected Su Chen to refuse so decisively, and she could not help but freeze.

Su Chen continued.

"My cultivation method is still only in its initial stage."

"Many aspects of it have not yet been fully perfected."

"Moreover, this method was originally developed little by little according to my own circumstances."

"And each person's specific situation is different."

"At least for now, it is not suitable for others to use."

Bibi Dong nodded lightly at this, but she was not disappointed.

After all, she had only asked out of pure curiosity.

She simply wanted to know what cultivation felt like after a Martial Soul had been shattered.

Now that Su Chen had said this, she naturally would not force the matter.

"I understand."

Bibi Dong spoke softly.

Su Chen glanced at her and said calmly,

"Although I cannot directly let you cultivate using my method yet, I can still offer you some advice for your future cultivation."

"With your talent, as long as you find the perfect cultivation direction, you should attain the rank of Titled Douluo within a few years."

Hearing this, Bibi Dong's eyes immediately lit up.

"Really?"

Su Chen nodded.

"Of course."

"But the prerequisite is that I need to understand your situation."

"For example, your Martial Soul, Soul Power circulation, physical condition, and Mental Power strength."

Hearing this, Bibi Dong's steps slowed involuntarily, and a trace of hesitation appeared on her face.

There was no other reason. Bibi Dong was struggling over whether to reveal her greatest secret to the young man beside her. After all, her teacher had previously warned her never to tell anyone about her Twin Martial Souls.