The Advantage of Dual Hearts, Double Strength and Soul Power!

"What? You're unwilling?" Du Busi saw that Zichuan didn't agree immediately, his thick brows arching as his domineering aura intensified.

"Kid, do you know who I am? In this Douluo Continent, there are countless people who would give anything to be my disciple! If you follow me, all the resources of the Body Sect will be yours! Secret techniques, spirit bones, spirit rings—you name it, you get it! I will teach you personally, and I guarantee that within thirty years, you will become a Titled Douluo!"

His words were resonant and filled with confidence. Given his strength and the foundation of the Body Sect, combined with Zichuan's heaven-defying aptitude, becoming a Titled Douluo in thirty years was no empty promise.

Zichuan was clear-headed. He knew that while Du Busi's personality was overbearing, he was genuinely good to his sect and his disciples, and was extremely protective of his own.

Following him was definitely more reliable than going to some Shrek Academy; at the very least, he wouldn't have to worry about being targeted by Tang San, nor would he be brainwashed by that twisted logic of "only mediocre people fear trouble."

"Disciple Zichuan, greets Teacher!"

Zichuan no longer hesitated. He took a step back, clasped his hands respectfully, and performed the formal apprenticeship kowtow. His movements were crisp and clean, without a hint of hesitation.

"Good! Good! Good disciple!" Du Busi was overjoyed. This time, he couldn't hold back, and his large hand landed firmly on Zichuan's shoulder, causing him to stagger and nearly lose his footing.

"Straightforward! I like your decisive nature!"

The more he looked at Zichuan, the more satisfied he became. His aptitude was heaven-defying, his temperament seemed decent, and most importantly, he wasn't coy—it suited his taste perfectly!

"Come, good disciple, let Teacher have a good look at your Dual Heart Martial Soul!" Du Busi rubbed his hands together, his eyes burning with eagerness.

"A Dual Heart Martial Soul—I've lived for over a hundred years and have never even heard of such a thing! Quick, show it to me and let me open my eyes!"

Zichuan nodded, his thoughts shifting slightly.

First, he activated the Heart of Destruction in his left chest.

"Thump!"

The heavy heartbeat sounded once more. It wasn't violent, yet it carried a strange, piercing power that made even a powerhouse like Du Busi twitch his brows.

A dark red light emanated from Zichuan's left chest. Starting from the roots, his hair was rapidly dyed dark red, resembling flowing lava.

Deep within his pupils, dark purple patterns emerged, and a heart-stopping aura of destruction permeated his surroundings. The ground beneath his feet cracked and turned to sand silently, as if its life force had been drained and annihilated in an instant.

Destruction Form.

Du Busi's eyes widened, and his breathing grew heavy.

"Destruction... a pure destruction attribute! How domineering! How pure the intent of destruction! The quality of this martial soul is in no way inferior to those top-tier tool martial souls, and in some aspects, it is even superior!"

He didn't dare get too close; the aura of destruction made even him feel an instinctive discomfort.

Immediately after, Zichuan switched his martial soul.

In his right chest, a gentle, emerald-green light ignited. The dark red hair quickly faded, replaced by a vibrant, life-filled emerald.

The dark purple patterns in his eyes dissipated, replaced by a warm, jade-like hue.

The aura of destruction surrounding him receded like a tide, replaced by a vitality that made one feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze. The ground beneath his feet, which had just turned to sand, began to re-solidify at a visible rate, and a few tender green grass shoots even stubbornly pushed through the cracks in the stone.

Life Form.

"This, this is..." Du Busi's mouth hung open; this time, he was truly shocked.

"A life attribute? It is the exact opposite of the previous one, yet they originate from the same source... endless life, nourishing all things! This, this is the ultimate power of life!"

He stared intently at Zichuan, his eyes looking as if he had discovered some peerless treasure.

"Twin Martial Souls are not rare, but for attributes to be so extremely opposed, yet perfectly coexist in one body... unheard of! Simply unheard of! Kid, was there any resistance when you switched? How is the spirit power consumption?"

Zichuan answered truthfully: "Reporting to Teacher, the switch is very smooth, almost instantaneous with a thought. As for spirit power consumption... I barely feel any; it seems the two hearts form a cycle, complementing each other."

"Good! A wonderful 'forming a cycle, complementing each other'!" Du Busi paced in a circle twice in his excitement before stopping abruptly, his burning gaze fixed on Zichuan.

"Come, use your current form and hit me with your full strength! Let Teacher feel the power of your martial soul!"

Zichuan looked at Du Busi's arms, which were thicker than his own thighs, and the bulging muscles that threatened to burst through his tight-fitting clothes, and hesitated slightly: "Teacher, this..."

"What are you afraid of! Just come at me!" Du Busi laughed heartily, patting his rock-hard chest. "With your newly awakened little frame, do you think you could actually hurt me? Use your strongest power!"

Zichuan no longer hesitated. He took a deep breath, not switching back to the Destruction Form, but maintaining the Life Form; he wanted to test just how powerful this seemingly gentle Heart of Life was in terms of raw strength.

He pulled his right foot back half a step, lowered his waist, and clenched his right fist. Emerald-green light flowed along his meridians, gathering at his knuckles.

He didn't use any techniques, simply pouring all his strength, along with the vast and gentle spirit power surging from the Heart of Life, into this single punch.

Then, he twisted his waist, pushed his shoulder, and threw the punch!

The wind from the punch wasn't violent; it even carried a gentle, pushing force. But wherever the fist passed, the air emitted a low whine, as if being forcibly pushed aside by an irresistible torrent of life.

Du Busi's eyes lit up. He didn't dodge or evade, instead raising his right hand and lightly tapping Zichuan's fist with just his index finger. He didn't even use his spirit power, relying purely on his physical body to resist.

Fist met finger.

There was no earth-shattering roar, only a dull thud, like a heavy hammer striking a drum.

The moment it touched the fist, Du Busi's finger, which had been as steady as Mount Tai, bent backward... just a fraction.

Although it was only a fraction, almost negligible, the fact that he—a 98th-rank Super Douluo with his level of physical strength—had been shaken by a child who had just awakened and had only 10 levels of spirit power was staggering!

The smile on Du Busi's face froze instantly, replaced by extreme astonishment, followed by a joy that erupted like a volcano!

"This power?!" he exclaimed, abruptly pulling back his finger and grabbing Zichuan's wrist. A strand of pure spirit power instantly probed into Zichuan's body.

Zichuan did not resist, allowing the spirit power to roam and investigate.

Du Busi's spirit power circulated rapidly through Zichuan's body, lingering longest in the chest area where the hearts were located.

His expression shifted repeatedly, from shock to confusion, then to realization, and finally into uncontrollable excitement and agitation.

"So that's how it is! So that's how it is!!" He released Zichuan's wrist and threw his head back in laughter, the sound shaking dust from the surrounding buildings.

"Dual Heart! A Dual Heart! Hahaha! This old man understands! I understand completely!"

He suddenly lowered his head, his gaze burning into Zichuan like a raging flame:

"Kid—no, my good disciple! Do you have any idea that your Dual Heart Martial Soul is fundamentally different from an ordinary Twin Martial Souls?"

Zichuan's heart stirred, and he wore a look of feigned confusion: "Teacher, what is the difference?"

"Difference? It's a world of difference!" Du Busi waved his arms excitedly, his spit nearly spraying onto Zichuan's face.

"Ordinary Twin Martial Souls merely possess two martial soul systems, yet the core of their soul power remains singular! While there are advantages in total soul power and recovery speed, there is no qualitative change!"

"But you are different! You have two hearts! Both are martial souls! Do you know what this means?"