Better to Say He Had Accepted a God's Inheritance!

Marine Six Styles!

In his previous life, Jiang He had barely had anything to do with martial arts. His only exposure had been radio calisthenics, so creating a cultivation technique or martial art from scratch was simply too difficult.

If not for the system's assistance, coupled with the meditation methods widely circulated across the Douluo Continent, Jiang He would not even have been able to cultivate the Tyrant Emperor World-Devouring Art.

Likewise, the system could not create cultivation techniques out of thin air. It could only deduce and gradually refine them based on existing information.

Therefore, if he wanted to use the system's power to create Soul Skills, he could only start with memories from his previous life.

After all, no one on the Douluo Continent would let Jiang He study their Self-Created Soul Skills.

Nor would any Soul Master stand in front of Jiang He and demonstrate their Soul Skills for him to observe bit by bit.

Jiang He pondered for a long while before finally thinking of the Marine Six Styles.

A martial art that had existed only in anime in his previous life.

Although Jiang He had never seen it in reality either.

But that anime had an enormous fanbase, and people had actually made up the principles and training methods for the Marine Six Styles.

It still sounded rather fantastical, but at least it gave him a direction, allowing Jiang He to know where to begin before working with the system to refine it.

Jiang He carefully searched through his memories and organized his thoughts.

In his recollection, the Marine Six Styles were not six separate moves, but a complete system for physical evolution. Its core lay in surpassing one's limits through extreme training, breaking through the shackles of the human body and mastering six "superhuman" techniques that humans should have been incapable of performing.

Six Styles: Iron Body!

The circulated principle was to instantly accelerate blood flow and compress muscle fibers to the extreme, making them as hard as steel. Its essence was active defense, not passively taking hits.

But Jiang He would not consider this for the time being.

Because there was another saying online.

Garp had brought Iron Body to a height where it did not belong...

It seemed that other than Garp, no one could make this thing work. It had even reached the point where whoever used it died.

Furthermore, the online training methods for it were quite strange.

One began with resistance training, striking the entire body with wooden sticks and iron rods. After advancing, one maintained posture and breathing under continuous powerful impacts from waterfalls, ocean waves, and the like. In the end, one reached the point where a single thought made the body harden.

It sounded agonizing.

Besides, Jiang He's Martial Soul was now the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear. When it came to strengthening his physique, Iron Body would not be his priority.

Six Styles: Shave!

This was also the skill Jiang He valued most.

According to what circulated online, the principle behind Shave was to stomp the ground dozens of times at high speed with one foot within 0.36 seconds, using explosive recoil to achieve instantaneous movement.

The training method was to first practice in mud and sand, leaving clear footprints. Then one gradually increased the stomping frequency until one could leave a cluster of nearly overlapping footprints on hard ground. It required mastering the perfect union of absolute rhythm and explosive power. Once achieved, one could accomplish so-called instantaneous movement.

Jiang He's current weakness was speed. If he could learn Shave, he would become a true all-round fighter.

So he truly intended to study this skill carefully.

Aside from that, there was another skill that greatly interested Jiang He.

Six Styles: Moonwalk!

Its principle was to repeat the movements of Shave in midair, kicking off the air to gain recoil and achieve aerial walking.

One had to know that on the Douluo Continent, unless one became a Title Douluo, only flying-type Martial Souls could enable flight.

Of course, that was without counting Soul Bone Soul Skills.

Jiang He was neither a Title Douluo nor the owner of a flying-type Martial Soul.

So for a long time to come, flight would have nothing to do with him.

But if he could master Moonwalk, his agility would be pushed to its peak.

There was an idiom in his previous life: like a tiger with wings.

And if the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear Martial Soul gained a skill like Moonwalk, it would truly be the perfect embodiment of that idiom.

As for the remaining Paper Drawing, Tempest Kick, and Finger Pistol among the Six Styles, Jiang He had no plans to cultivate them for now.

Trying to bite off more than one could chew would only lead to indigestion. He had not even gotten Shave down yet, so there was no need to think about those.

He had even less interest in the legendary ultimate technique formed by combining all six Marine Six Styles: Life Return.

If the Six Styles meant "breaking through the limits of the human body," then Life Return meant "becoming the god of one's body."

Its core lay in transforming consciousness or willpower, cultivated to the extreme, into the ability to precisely control every smallest part of one's body.

It was a realm where body, mind, and intent were completely unified.

Of course, in Douluo, this should mean complete control over one's physical body, Soul Power, and spiritual power.

It involved far too much. It was still too early for Jiang He to consider it.

Jiang He still understood the principle that trying to bite off more than one could chew would only lead to indigestion.

If he had the chance later, he would try it, but absolutely not now.

With that thought, Jiang He withdrew his thoughts and glanced at the night sky.

It was already late at night. Jiang He roughly sorted out his ideas, handed the information to the system for integrated deduction alongside Douluo's cultivation system, then peacefully went to sleep.

Why not use a cheat when he had one and insist on figuring everything out himself?

Unless there was something wrong with Jiang He's head.

However, Jiang He did not know that while he slept, someone else was about to lose sleep.

"What?! Jiang He is only a Soul Grandmaster, yet Qin Ming, a Soul King, was actually unable to do anything to him in a direct battle?!"

Xue Qinghe stared at the report before him in shock.

He admitted that he had already attached immense importance to Jiang He, yet he had not expected that he had still underestimated this fellow's talent.

The report before him detailed everything that had happened at Heaven Dou Royal Academy today.

It included Jiang He's every movement and every word.

Even everything that had happened during the battle had been recorded.

At the end of the report was an observer's conclusion.

[Jiang He had not fought until exhaustion, and there were obvious Soul Power fluctuations within his body.]

The meaning of those words was obvious.

The observer believed that Jiang He's claim that his Soul Power had been depleted and that he needed rest was merely to save Qin Ming some face.

In other words, he believed he could wrestle with Qin Ming!

The impact this had on Xue Qinghe was enormous.

A Soul Grandmaster believed he could handle a Soul King? Was that really reasonable?

Xue Qinghe silently assessed the combat strength he had possessed as a Soul Grandmaster...

The more he thought about it, the more silent he became.

Jiang He's potential far exceeded his expectations.

For a moment, Xue Qinghe was suddenly a little afraid.

Could he truly keep someone like this under control?

This had nearly surpassed the bounds of genius.

Even if Jiang He announced that he had obtained a god's inheritance, Xue Qinghe felt he could accept it.

He might even feel relieved.

Because such pure talent was simply too terrifying. It was easier to accept him as someone who had inherited a god's legacy.

After a long while, Xue Qinghe summoned a servant and instructed, "Tomorrow morning, arrange for a carriage to go to Heaven Dou Royal Academy!"

"Yes, Your Highness."