"What? You're unwilling?" Seeing that Zichuan had not agreed at once, Du Busi raised a thick brow, and his domineering aura intensified.
"Brat, do you know who I am? On this Douluo Continent, countless people would kill for the chance to become my disciple! Follow me, and every resource of the Body Sect will be poured into you! Secret techniques, Spirit Bones, Soul Rings—you'll have whatever you want! I'll teach you personally and guarantee that you'll become a Title Douluo within thirty years!"
His words rang with absolute confidence. With his strength, the Body Sect's foundation, and Zichuan's heaven-defying talent, reaching the Title Douluo rank within thirty years was no empty boast.
Zichuan understood this perfectly. Du Busi might be overbearing by nature, but he was genuinely good to his sect and disciples, and fiercely protective of his own.
Following him would definitely be more reliable than going to Shrek Academy. At the very least, he would not have to worry about Tang San eyeing him, nor would he be brainwashed by that twisted logic about those who dared not cause trouble being mediocrities.
"Your disciple Zichuan greets Master!"
Zichuan stopped hesitating. He stepped back, respectfully clasped his hands, and performed a formal bow to acknowledge his master. His movements were crisp and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.
"Good! Good! Good disciple!" Du Busi was overjoyed. This time, he finally could not hold back and gave Zichuan's shoulder a solid slap, nearly making him stumble.
"Straightforward! That's what I like about you!"
The more he looked at Zichuan, the more satisfied he became. His talent was heaven-defying, his temperament seemed sound, and most importantly, he was not coy or fussy. He was exactly to Du Busi's liking.
"Come, good disciple, let Master have a proper look at your Martial Soul!" Du Busi rubbed his hands together, his eyes blazing with anticipation.
"Dual Heart Martial Soul—I've lived for over a hundred years, yet I've never even heard of such a thing! Hurry, summon it and let me see!"
Zichuan nodded, a thought stirring in his mind.
First, he activated the Heart of Destruction in his left chest.
Thump!
The heavy heartbeat sounded once more. It was not violent, yet it carried a strange penetrating force that made even an expert like Du Busi's brows twitch.
Dark-red light seeped out from Zichuan's left chest. Starting from the roots, his hair was rapidly dyed dark red, like flowing magma.
Dark-purple patterns emerged deep within his eyes, while an aura of destruction that made one's heart tremble spread from his body. The ground beneath his feet silently cracked and turned to sand, as though its life force had been drained away and annihilated in an instant.
Destruction Form.
Du Busi's eyes widened, and his breathing grew heavier.
"Destruction... Pure destruction attribute! So domineering! Such pure intent of destruction! The quality of this Martial Soul is absolutely no weaker than those top-tier weapon Martial Souls—perhaps it is even superior in certain respects!"
He did not dare approach too closely. Even he felt an instinctive discomfort from that aura of destruction.
Immediately afterward, Zichuan switched Martial Souls.
A soft emerald light lit up from his right chest. The dark-red strands of hair swiftly faded, replaced by a vibrant green brimming with life.
The dark-purple patterns in his eyes vanished, replaced by a gentle jade hue.
The destructive aura around him receded like the tide, replaced by a life force that felt like a spring breeze. The ground beneath his feet, which had just been turned to sand, visibly condensed again. Several tender green shoots even stubbornly pushed out through the cracks in the stone.
Life Form.
"This, this is..." Du Busi's mouth fell open. This time, he was truly shocked.
"Life attribute? Completely opposite to what came before, yet born from the same source... Endless vitality, nurturing all things! This—this is ultimate Life Power!"
He abruptly looked at Zichuan, his gaze as though he had discovered an unparalleled treasure.
"Twin Martial Souls are nothing unusual, but attributes so extremely opposed, yet perfectly coexisting within one body... Unheard of! Absolutely unheard of! Brat, is there any delay when you switch between them? What about the Soul Power consumption?"
Zichuan answered honestly. "Master, the switch is very smooth. I can do it with barely a thought. As for Soul Power consumption... I can hardly feel any. It seems the two hearts form their own cycle and complement each other."
"Good! What a self-contained cycle, mutually complementing each other!" Du Busi was so excited that he spun around twice on the spot before abruptly stopping and staring at Zichuan with burning eyes.
"Come, in your current form, throw your strongest punch at me! Let me experience the might of your Martial Soul!"
Zichuan looked at Du Busi's arm, thicker than his own thigh, then at the bulging muscles that nearly tore through his fitted clothes. He hesitated. "Master, this..."
"What are you afraid of? Come at me!" Du Busi threw back his head and laughed, patting his rock-hard chest. "With your little body, just awakened, could you possibly hurt me? Use your strongest strength!"
Zichuan no longer hesitated. He drew a deep breath. Rather than switching back to Destruction Form, he remained in Life Form. He wanted to see just how powerful this seemingly gentle Heart of Life truly was.
He pulled his right foot half a step back, lowered his stance slightly, and clenched his right fist. Emerald light flowed along his meridians and gathered at his knuckles.
He used no technique. He simply poured all his physical strength, along with the vast yet gentle Soul Power surging from the Heart of Life, into this one punch.
Then he twisted his waist, drove his shoulder forward, and punched!
The force of the punch was not violent. It even carried a gentle pushing force. Yet as his fist passed through the air, it let out a low moan, as though it had been forcibly pushed aside by an unstoppable torrent of life.
Du Busi's eyes lit up. He neither dodged nor evaded, merely raising his right hand and lightly extending a single finger toward Zichuan's fist. He did not even use Soul Power, relying solely on his physical body.
Fist and finger met.
There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a dull sound like a heavy hammer striking a drum.
Du Busi's finger, as steady as a mountain, bent back ever so slightly the instant it met Zichuan's fist.
Though it was only the slightest movement, nearly negligible, with Du Busi's physical strength and his cultivation as a Rank 98 Super Douluo, he had actually been shaken by a child who had only just awakened and possessed merely Rank 10 Soul Power!
The smile on Du Busi's face instantly froze, replaced by utter astonishment, followed by wild joy like an erupting volcano.
"This strength?!" he cried out. He abruptly withdrew his finger, grabbed Zichuan's wrist, and sent a stream of pure Soul Power into Zichuan's body.
Zichuan did not resist and allowed that Soul Power to travel through him and examine his body.
Du Busi's Soul Power circulated rapidly within Zichuan, lingering longest around the hearts in his chest.
His expression changed again and again, from shock to confusion, then realization, and finally into uncontrollable excitement and exhilaration.
"So that's it! So that's it!!" He released Zichuan's wrist and threw back his head in laughter, the sound shaking dust loose from the surrounding houses.
"Dual Heart! Dual Heart! Hahaha! Now I understand! I finally understand completely!"
He suddenly lowered his head, his gaze burning into Zichuan like blazing flames.
"Brat—no, good disciple! Do you know that your Dual Heart Martial Soul is fundamentally different from ordinary Twin Martial Souls?"
Zichuan's heart stirred, and he cooperatively put on a puzzled expression. "Master, what is the difference?"
"Difference? They're worlds apart!" Du Busi waved his arms excitedly, nearly spraying Zichuan's face with spit.
"Ordinary Twin Martial Souls merely mean having two Martial Soul systems, but there is still only one core of Soul Power! Their total Soul Power and recovery speed may have certain advantages, but they do not undergo a qualitative transformation!"
"But you are different! You have two hearts! Both are Martial Souls! Do you know what that means?"
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