Who says support classes have no combat power? Eat my punch!

"Breaking through in soul power under such pressure—very good, very good indeed!"

Zhi Lin nodded, a hint of surprise showing in his eyes as he glanced at Qin Ming.

Then he looked at Qin Qi and felt that the old Qin family truly produced talents in abundance. In a few more decades, there would probably be another great clan in this world.

"Thank you for the praise, Grandpa Zhi."

Qin Qi said with a smile.

"Alright, little Qin Qi, don't celebrate too soon. There are more tests to come."

"Come, punch my martial soul. Don't use your martial soul—use only your physical strength."

Bai Baoshan smiled as he summoned his martial soul, the Heavenly Star Furnace. It was a top-tier defensive tool martial soul.

Rumor had it that even a Titled Douluo could not easily shatter it through sheer strength.

"Alright."

Qin Qi clenched his fist, then erupted with all his strength and punched the Heavenly Star Furnace. A dull boom immediately rang out from the furnace.

"Mm, that punch was roughly at the level of a Soul Master around rank thirty-one or thirty-two."

Based on Qin Qi's attack, Bai Baoshan estimated what level of Soul Master soul skill it could rival.

"Little Qin Qi's martial soul can enhance his physical attributes. At rank twenty, his body already possesses strength comparable to that of a Soul Elder."

"That's quite a good ability."

Meng Shenji nodded. They already knew about Qin Qi's ability, and they had been somewhat surprised when they first learned of it.

But that was all. In their eyes, the ability was not particularly outrageous. After all, beast martial souls could also enhance one's physical attributes when possessed.

Meanwhile, Qin Qi's external beast martial soul could not possess him. With one gain and one loss, it was practically the same as having nothing.

"Next, attack with a soul skill."

Bai Baoshan continued.

"Mm, Grandpa Bai, my soul skill is a little unusual."

As Qin Qi spoke, he began using Coil. Soul power gathered around his fist as he started charging his attack.

About five seconds later, he swung his fist and struck the Heavenly Star Furnace, producing an even louder impact.

"About rank thirty-five. It's a very good move, but this isn't a soul-ring soul skill—it's a self-created soul skill, isn't it?"

Bai Baoshan nodded. Physical strength combined with a burst of soul power, allowing a rank-twenty Soul Master to unleash the power of rank thirty-five—this was quite good.

"Mm, I only created it not long ago, so it's still immature. I'd like to hear the three grandpas' advice."

Qin Qi said with a smile.

"Advice..."

Those words instantly struck a chord with the three old men. At their age, they loved showing off their knowledge.

Not to mention that all three were teachers, so they enjoyed instructing others even more.

"Ahem, then I'll offer a few pointers."

"First, this move takes too long to charge, and your control isn't precise enough. You waste too much power when throwing the punch."

"You need to refine the attack process and improve your control. If you can do that, its power could probably rise to around rank thirty-six or thirty-seven."

"Also, it consumes too much soul power. That punch used about one-fifth of your soul power, didn't it?"

Meng Shenji was the first to speak.

"Mm, I'm still unfamiliar with the process since I only created it recently, and my control isn't good enough. I need much more practice."

"As for the soul power consumption, it's just as Grandpa Meng said—about one-fifth."

Qin Qi nodded. At the same time, he took out a notebook and wrote down Meng Shenji's words.

Meng Shenji's smile grew even brighter at the sight. This child was so sensible, and his attitude was excellent. His emotional satisfaction was completely maxed out.

"Second, you can try changing this move, turning one attack into multiple consecutive attacks."

"For example, instead of one punch, turn it into several punches. That would increase the chance of landing a hit while reducing the soul power consumed by each individual strike."

"At the same time, it would reduce the charging time."

As Zhi Lin spoke, he summoned his martial soul, the Sky Blue Vine. He lashed out once, leaving a deep mark on the ground.

Then, at a faster speed, he lashed out ten times, leaving a single trail on the ground. Its power surpassed that of the previous single strike.

At the same time, its speed was faster than that single punch.

"Mm, mm, mm. Increase the speed of my attacks by reducing the power of each individual strike—I'll remember that."

Qin Qi wrote that down as well. It was a small adjustment, but highly practical, and it could prove quite effective in battle.

"Hmph."

Zhi Lin gave a light snort, raising his chin as he looked at Meng Shenji beside him, his face full of pride.

Sure enough, when it came to teaching and depth of knowledge, he was still the best. Those other two old fellows simply couldn't compare.

"And right now, you're only attacking with one hand. Later on, you can train to try launching consecutive attacks with both hands."

"Although that will consume more soul power, it will also increase both the power and suppressive force of your attacks."

Bai Baoshan glanced at the other two old fellows and gave a cold snort as well. Those two old codgers bullied him every day.

Today, he would make those two old codgers see what he was capable of.

"Hmph."

Meng Shenji snorted as well. He felt that these two old fellows were getting out of hand. They actually wanted to compete with him in theory and teaching.

He could trounce the two of them with both hands.

Over the following period, the three instructors taught Qin Qi many techniques, down to the details of how every inch of muscle should exert force.

The rhythm and pace of his breathing, methods of mobilizing soul power, and so on—they had basically brought out all their hidden knowledge.

"Ah, competition really can be a good thing sometimes."

Watching this scene, Qin Qi could not help sighing inwardly as he wrote down everything the three of them said in his notebook.

Once the instruction was nearly finished, the three instructors suddenly remembered something.

"Oh, right, little Qin Qi. What is your first soul skill? Show us its power."

Meng Shenji spoke up.

"Power? Grandpa Meng, my first soul skill doesn't have any power. It only makes me able to eat more."

"I basically rely entirely on my body in battle. Now I've got one self-created soul skill as well. That's all."

Qin Qi said with a smile.

"..."

Meng Shenji, Zhi Lin, and Bai Baoshan looked at one another, recalling how they had repeatedly stressed that soul power consumption was high and that he needed to use it sparingly.

Their faces suddenly hurt. What was this child saving his soul power for? To eat?

Before hearing about your first soul ring: conserve your soul power. After hearing about your first soul ring: use it—use as much as you want!

"Grrr..."

Qin Qi's stomach suddenly growled. After all that exercise, he felt hungry.

"Three grandpas..."

"Don't worry about us. If you're hungry, go eat. No need to mind us. We'll have a few words with your brother."

"Go eat quickly. Don't go hungry."

The three instructors said.

"Then I'm off."

Qin Qi bowed to the three instructors before leaving. He was going to the cafeteria to eat.

"Three instructors, what do you think of my little brother's situation?"

After Qin Qi left, Qin Ming spoke.

"Everything about him is quite good. You could say he's a genius among geniuses. It's just that his martial soul may lean toward an auxiliary-type beast martial soul."

Meng Shenji stroked his beard before speaking.

"His first soul ring enhances his own abilities, accelerating the improvement of his physical qualities."

"Judging from that, his future soul rings will most likely enhance himself as well, though that may not necessarily be the case."

"Overall, there's a high possibility that he's inclined toward the self-enhancement auxiliary type."

Zhi Lin spoke as well.

"We'll have to see what his second soul ring is like. Isn't little Qin Qi already level twenty? We should start preparing to obtain his second soul ring."

Bai Baoshan said.

"Mm."

Qin Ming nodded. After chatting with the three instructors for a few more moments, he left as well, leaving the three instructors behind to drink tea.

"An auxiliary-type soul master?"

All three instructors pictured Qin Qi shouting, "I'm an auxiliary type, I'm weak," before sending someone flying with a single punch.

At that moment, the three instructors all felt a chill run through their bodies. If they really encountered such a situation, it would be rather terrifying.