Awakening Martial Spirits

In a dilapidated little courtyard, a boy who looked about ten years old sat meditating in the yard.

When he opened his eyes, a trace of disappointment flashed through them.

"Still no breakthrough!"

He could not help thinking of Tang San from the original novel. Tang San had likewise brought martial arts to this world, and only after awakening his Martial Spirit and obtaining his First Soul Ring had Tang San's Mysterious Jade Skill broken through.

That was right. His name was Wang Sheng, and like Tang San, he had not originally belonged to this world.

Tang San came from the Tang Sect, while Wang Sheng came from Shaolin.

He had been a martial arts prodigy of the twenty-first century. He began learning martial arts at the age of ten, and by twenty, he had mastered sixteen of Shaolin's seventy-two ultimate techniques.

By thirty, he had mastered the Marrow Cleansing Sutra to its peak; by forty, the Nine Suns to its peak; and by fifty, the Golden Bell Shield to its peak. With the three divine arts perfected, along with his other supreme techniques, Wang Sheng had become invincible across the world.

He became a martial arts grandmaster recognized by all.

At sixty, he began pursuing the elusive Shattered Void Realm.

Yet in the end, the void had indeed shattered, but instead of arriving in the legendary immortal realm, he had come to the world of Douluo.

As the saying went, haste made waste. Thus, aside from practicing, Wang Sheng occasionally found other things to do to ease the exhaustion brought on by cultivation.

Reading novels was one of Wang Sheng's preferred ways to relax.

And Douluo had been the first novel he ever read, so it had left a particularly deep impression on him.

After coming to this world, once his body's meridians had fully formed at the age of three, he began cultivating the Marrow Cleansing Sutra. Its greatest function was cleansing the tendons and marrow, continuously strengthening the body's sinews and organs.

As a result, though he had just turned six, he was already 1.4 meters tall—the height of an ordinary ten-year-old child. Not only was he tall, but his body was also far stronger than that of an average adult.

If Wang Sheng took off his clothes, one could see his perfectly sculpted muscles.

"Fourth Young Master!"

At the call, a burly man walked in.

Upon seeing Wang Sheng, the man immediately said, "Fourth Young Master, today is the day you awaken your Martial Spirit. Come with me to the Awakening Hall!"

Tang San had been reborn in a small village, where people from Spirit Hall had to come and help with the awakening.

Wang Sheng, on the other hand, belonged to a fairly large Soul Master family called the Explosive Bear Family, renowned for its Explosive Bear Spirit. Though it could not compare with the seven great sects, it was not a family that ordinary small clans could rival.

Therefore, the awakening could be completed within the family itself.

"Alright!"

A smile appeared on Wang Sheng's face. Once he awakened his Martial Spirit, could his First Soul Ring be far behind?

Wang Sheng followed the burly man to the Awakening Hall and discovered that six children were already waiting inside. Their parents had come with them as well.

One particularly adorable child with a pair of little tiger fangs asked his parents, "Mom, do you think my Martial Spirit will be the Swift Wind Leopard like yours, or the Explosive Bear Spirit like Dad's?"

The child's mother rubbed his head and smiled. "It doesn't matter. Either one is good!"

Not to mention the Explosive Bear, which stood at the pinnacle among beast Martial Spirits, even the Swift Wind Leopard was an extremely powerful Martial Spirit. So even if the child was unlucky and awakened a Swift Wind Leopard rather than an Explosive Bear Spirit, his future accomplishments would not be low.

As for having no Soul Power, that was nearly impossible. With both parents being Soul Masters, their child would almost certainly possess Soul Power.

Thus, they had nothing to worry about.

"Alas!"

Watching this scene, Wang Sheng could not help but sigh. In this life, his mother had long since died. His father, the clan leader, was also exceedingly cold toward him. Thus, no one in the family cared for him; his presence made little difference.

"Alright, all the six-year-old children of the clan are here. We can begin the awakening now!"

Seated at the head was the clan matriarch, Ji Changying, the clan leader's wife. Looking at the seven children, her face was full of smiles. These children were the future of the clan! However, there were rather few this year. In previous years, there had always been more than ten, sometimes even more.

An elderly man standing behind Ji Changying immediately stepped forward.

Wang Sheng narrowed his eyes. The man looked frail with age, as if a gust of wind could blow him over. Yet he was one of the five strongest people in the family. His name was Wang Lixiong, and it was said that he had already been a level seventy-five Spirit Saint ten years ago.

He had likely reached the Spirit Douluo realm by now. As for the strongest person in the family, it was Wang Sheng's nominal father, Wang Batian, an eighty-first-level Spirit Douluo—at least on the surface.

Wang Lixiong said, "Alright, quiet down. The awakening begins now. First up, Wang Xiaosen!"

Following Wang Lixiong's words, everyone fell silent. It was clear that Wang Lixiong held considerable prestige within the family.

At the same time, a boy walked up to Wang Lixiong under his parents' encouragement. He stood within the awakening hexagonal array that had already been set up.

Soul Power surged from Wang Lixiong's body. "Explosive Bear, possess!"

A faint blood-red glow first emerged from between his brows, traveling upward from his forehead into his hair.

Eight Soul Rings rose from his body.

"Eight Soul Rings? So he had indeed reached the strength of a Spirit Douluo?"

Wang Sheng was secretly startled, but he soon noticed that not a single person in the hall looked surprised. He could not help but smile bitterly. It seemed this was an open secret within the family. Perhaps only he, the neglected fourth young master, had not known.

While Wang Sheng was mocking himself, Wang Lixiong rapidly formed hand seals. Six faint blood-red rays entered the six black stones on the ground, and a hazy golden radiance immediately emerged from them, forming a pale golden barrier that enveloped the child from before.

"Hold out your right hand," Wang Lixiong said imposingly.

The boy had no resistance to the words of Wang Lixiong, one of the family's powerhouses. He instinctively extended his right hand, and immediately, countless motes of light rushed forth. In an instant, a black leopard appeared in his palm.

Then, it instantly merged into the boy's body. A black leopard subsequently appeared behind him.

"A Swift Wind Leopard?" Wang Lixiong frowned. Though the Swift Wind Leopard was not bad, he still felt somewhat disappointed.

He sighed inwardly. The Explosive Bear Spirit is truly too difficult to awaken, even among the clan's descendants. Otherwise, our Explosive Bear Family would surely have a place among the seven great sects.

At the same time, Wang Lixiong took out a blue crystal ball and held it before Wang Xiaosen, signaling for him to place his right hand on it.

The instant Wang Xiaosen's palm touched the blue crystal ball, his body shuddered violently. The beautiful-looking crystal ball possessed such a powerful suction force that his Soul Power seemed to have found an outlet, surging forth in a torrent.

(End of Chapter)

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