Shattering Effect

He thought that by copying seventy or eighty percent of existing theory, then summarizing and organizing it a little, he could become a theoretical master. In truth, he knew absolutely nothing about the origins of martial souls.

Take his own martial soul, for example. It possessed the origin of the Golden Sacred Dragon, yet he had no idea. Fine, he did not attach dragon-attribute soul rings to improve its bloodline—but instead, he attached farting soul rings. He was genuinely useless.

Xiao Wu leaned against Ye Yun's side and muttered quietly, "Brother, should I beat up that ugly freak again?"

Ye Yun shook his head, signaling for her not to act rashly.

Under the tree, Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath and stared fixedly at Tang San.

"Tang San, I'll ask you one last time. Do you still acknowledge me as your teacher or not?"

"I do."

Tang San had no choice even if he did not want to agree. After all, this was the teacher his father had found for him. No matter how unreliable he was, Tang San had to grit his teeth and accept it.

Only after hearing Tang San's answer did Yu Xiaogang feel somewhat better.

"I hope this is the last time. As long as you listen to me, you will definitely become a Title Douluo."

"Tsk, tsk. As expected of the Master. Every time you open your mouth, it's Title Douluo this, Title Douluo that."

Ye Yun's eyes were full of mockery and disdain as he slowly walked over.

Yu Xiaogang's brows instantly furrowed, and his expression darkened. He turned to look at Ye Yun, who had suddenly cut in, his tone carrying anger. "What do you mean?"

Ye Yun paid no mind to Yu Xiaogang's gloomy face. He took two steps forward and faced this man who prided himself on being invincible in martial soul theory, each word clear.

"What I mean is simple. When you teach disciples, you don't rely on actual combat, you don't rely on developing their talents—you just use your mouth to paint pretty dreams? You say that if he listens to you, he can become a Title Douluo?"

Ye Yun gave a scornful laugh. "Master, may I ask, in your entire life, have you ever taught a single Title Douluo? Your theories are unrivaled under heaven, so how many years has your own soul power been stuck at Grand Soul Master?"

Those words were like a sharp blade, stabbing straight into the sore spot Yu Xiaogang least wanted anyone to mention.

Yu Xiaogang's body stiffened, and his face instantly turned a mixture of livid and pale. He had been rebuked into speechlessness.

Ye Yun did not let up and continued, "Tang San's talent is unmatched across the entire Douluo Continent. Twin martial souls, innate full soul power.

Even without you as his teacher, with Tang San's talent, reaching the peak of the continent is only a matter of time."

Yu Xiaogang stared at Ye Yun, his voice carrying suppressed rage. "Without correct theoretical guidance, even the strongest talent will only go astray! If you don't understand martial souls, then don't make judgments!"

"Ah, right, right, right. Soul Masters with higher soul power levels than you don't understand as much as you do. Sure."

Ye Yun rolled his eyes. He truly had no idea how Yu Xiaogang managed to say something like that.

Were there so few commoner Soul Masters? Apart from the fact that the soul rings they obtained were not of very good ages, he had never seen any of them go astray.

Under Ye Yun's sarcastic ridicule, Yu Xiaogang's face darkened again.

This brat had repeatedly contradicted him in public and ruined his plans. If he did not teach this ignorant boy a lesson, where would his dignity go?

But just as Yu Xiaogang was about to step forward, the corner of his eye suddenly caught sight of Xiao Wu beside him.

At that moment, Xiao Wu's posture was slightly lowered, her petite body taut with explosive power, her whole person eager to try.

Seeing this, the arrogance that had just risen in Yu Xiaogang instantly stalled.

The miserable scene of being brutally beaten by Xiao Wu back then surged into his mind like a tide, and his body seemed to ache faintly even now.

The rage filling his chest was instantly doused completely by a bucket of cold water. The thought of attacking vanished without a trace, leaving only frustration in his heart.

He dared to conclude that his martial soul had gone out of control earlier and this little girl definitely had something to do with it.

The Soft Bone Charm Rabbit martial soul contained the word "Charm," so it was probably capable of mental attacks.

To prevent himself from making a fool of himself like last time, Yu Xiaogang gave a cold snort, flicked his sleeve, and left.

Seeing this, Xiao Wu could not help but curl her lip. She had thought she would get to fight again. What a coward.

Tang San stood quietly in place, his gaze falling on Ye Yun's figure, a warm yet sour feeling rising in his heart.

Ever since they had met, Ye Yun had always been the one who dared to speak and act, the one who stood up for him.

"Brother Yun, thank you."

"Ding, [Harmony] energy +40.

Current soul power level: 15

[Harmony] energy: 20/100.

Ability obtained: Dance for Me.

The fewer surviving enemies on the field, the higher the additional Break Effect."

A divine skill for group fights. In this world, teammates were not limited to just four. Even if each person only struck the opponent once, they could still break the opponent's toughness.

After that, the extra damage from Super Break would all be calculated according to the Break Effect value.

Ye Yun waved his hand and asked curiously, "Little San, what soul ring did you obtain?"

Tang San did not hide it either. He stretched out his hand and summoned Blue Silver Grass that was a few shades greener than before, a yellow soul ring floating around it.

"My first soul ring is a four-hundred-year Evergreen Vine. This kind of soul beast has extremely strong vitality."

Tang San turned and slapped one palm against the ground.

"First soul skill, Blue Silver Binding!"

His yellow soul ring flickered, and dense clusters of Blue Silver Grass swiftly condensed into thick vines, tying the great tree in front of him up in layer after layer in the blink of an eye.

New vines kept shooting out from underground as well, wrapping around it in overlapping circles, tightening more and more.

Some of the vines were ground open by the sharp edges of the trunk, but new strands sprouted from the splits in an instant to mend the damage. Relying on the endless vitality of Evergreen Vine, they continued regenerating, and the binding only grew stronger.

Before long, beads of sweat appeared on Tang San's forehead, and he canceled the soul skill.

"This is my first soul skill. As long as I keep feeding it soul power, an endless stream of vines will grow and wrap around the target.

And the toughness of my Blue Silver Grass has increased drastically. As long as it isn't all snapped apart in an instant, it can regenerate without limit."

Ye Yun nodded. This first soul skill was much better than the one in the original work. Entangling was a plant's natural instinct to begin with, so why bother making another soul skill for it?

"Tang San, since you've got your first soul ring too, how about the two of us fight? You dare?"

Xiao Wu rubbed her fists together, her eyes full of excitement.

Ye Yun's hands were itching a little too. Ever since awakening his martial soul, he had only ever used Tuning, and had yet to test his martial soul's support abilities. This was the perfect chance to try them out on the two of them.

"Little San, I just happen to want to try my soul skill too. How about I support Xiao Wu while she fights you?"

"Sure."

Tang San nodded and agreed.

After that, the group arrived at an open space behind the woods.

Ye Yun summoned the Harmony Hat, set it on his head, and snapped his fingers.

"Opening Performance!"

In an instant, an invisible field enveloped the surroundings.

Yellow light flickered over Xiao Wu, while a white progress bar appeared above Tang San's head.

Xiao Wu's calves tensed, and she shot through the air like an arrow loosed from the string.

"First soul skill—Waist Bow!"

Her slender leg whipped through the air and kicked fiercely toward Tang San's chest. A purple light flashed in Tang San's eyes, and he dodged to the side.

Then a vine drilled up from the ground and wrapped around Xiao Wu's leg.

Her figure stalled, and several more vines seized the chance to coil around her.

At that moment, an invisible mental ripple slammed hard into Tang San.

Tang San couldn't help but fall into a daze, and Xiao Wu seized the opening to kick him in the chest, sending him flying.