Who Says a Soul Skill Is Just Entanglement? I Open with the Thunder Hell Spear!

The Academic Affairs Office. Director Su was leisurely sipping tea when, from the corner of his eye, he spotted a familiar small figure at the door and instinctively set down his cup.

"Reporting." After calling out, Meng Chen entered the office. "Teacher Su, I'm back."

"Student Meng, you obtained your soul ring so quickly?"

Director Su was somewhat surprised. Not even half of the ten-day leave had passed. Wasn't this a little too fast?

Meng Chen did not explain much and casually said, "Yes, my teacher helped me, so it went rather quickly."

At the mention of Meng Chen's teacher, Director Su recalled the mysterious masked woman in red who had accompanied Meng Chen when he requested leave.

Though he had not seen her true face, the unique aura she exuded alone told him that she was absolutely a profound and unfathomable powerful soul master.

He just did not know whether she was a Soul Sage or a Soul Douluo.

As for a Titled Douluo, Director Su did not even dare entertain the thought.

After helping Meng Chen cancel the remainder of his leave, Director Su thought of something and added, "Oh, right, Student Meng. Student Xiao Wu also requested leave and left the academy some time ago. She said her family was going to help her obtain a soul ring."

Hearing that, Meng Chen immediately guessed that Xiao Wu had gone off somewhere to condense her soul ring.

"Goodbye, Teacher Su."

He nodded to Director Su and left the Academic Affairs Office.

Watching Meng Chen's retreating figure disappear, Director Su secretly marveled.

He had awakened his martial soul less than a month ago, yet he had already become a one-ring soul master and even had a powerful soul master as his teacher. This child's future was limitless!

Director Su had just picked up his teacup to continue drinking when, shortly afterward, another figure entered.

"Director Su, I'm here to report in."

Tang San walked up to Director Su and handed him his leave slip, his manner indifferent.

Director Su nodded. "Mm. Go back to class."

Tang San turned and left without saying another word.

A trace of displeasure appeared on Director Su's face, but remembering that Tang San was Yu Xiaogang's disciple and that Yu Xiaogang was friends with the dean, he could not openly show his dissatisfaction.

Meanwhile, Meng Chen returned to the dormitory. His roommates had all gone to class.

Since no one was around, Meng Chen summoned his Thunder Hell Vine martial soul. A purple soul ring appeared as he began studying his soul skill.

His first soul skill, Thunder Hell Strangulation, was similar in form to Tang San's Blue Silver Entanglement. After all, it was a vine-type martial soul; entangling was its fundamental nature.

You could not exactly have a vine bite someone to death, could you?

Besides, the true effect of this soul skill was not "entanglement," but "strangulation."

Strangulation could manifest in many ways.

Entangling an enemy and then strangling them to death was merely the most straightforward application.

What Meng Chen sought was the extended versatility of the soul skill, not simple entanglement and strangulation.

He had already considered many possibilities on the way back.

As the saying went, one chopstick was easy to break, but ten bundled together made a cluster.

If he twisted several Thunder Hell Vines together, would they become tougher?

With that thought, Meng Chen immediately got to work. He expended soul power and condensed two more Thunder Hell Vines.

The dark-purple vines slithered before him, thick as pythons. Fine scale-like patterns covered their bodies as lightning coiled around them and they swayed through the air.

The soul ring glowed purple. Meng Chen's eyes sharpened as he began from the front, attempting to twist the three Thunder Hell Vines together bit by bit.

Like a triple helix, the farther he went, the tighter the three Thunder Hell Vines became intertwined, and the greater the resistance grew.

More than two minutes later, a thin sheen of cold sweat had appeared on Meng Chen's forehead.

Once he sensed that he had reached the limit of his control, Meng Chen slowly stabilized the three intertwined Thunder Hell Vines.

"Did I succeed?"

Meng Chen looked uncertainly at the Thunder Hell Vine. No, it should be called the Thunder Hell Spear.

Compared to a true spear, however, the Thunder Hell Spear resembled more closely the javelins athletes used in his previous life.

Its front was sharp as an awl, while its shaft, like the Lance of Longinus, took on a spiraling form, tightly interlocked and hard as refined iron. Lightning power further tempered its edge, making its awl-like spearhead even sharper.

"Aunt Ye, help me test how powerful this spear is." Meng Chen called out to Ye Xishui.

Ye Xishui appeared and glanced at the Thunder Hell Spear. She saw the key to it at a glance and smiled radiantly.

"Little one, you certainly have ideas. Come, let me see how formidable this little trick of yours can be."

"Alright, but Aunt Ye, you'd better be careful."

Meng Chen controlled the Thunder Hell Spear and aimed it at Ye Xishui.

Then, with a thought, the Thunder Hell Spear suddenly burst forth at lightning-like speed. A flash of lightning streaked through the air, followed by an explosive crack!

Speed was power!

A hint of surprise flickered in Ye Xishui's eyes.

Was this the sort of speed a one-ring soul master's first soul skill should possess?

But Ye Xishui was faster. She raised her hand in an instant and steadily blocked the awl-like spear tip with her bare hand without even breaking the skin.

"It's not over yet!"

Meng Chen warned Ye Xishui. She then saw the Thunder Hell Spear begin to unravel from its tail. Driven by inertia, the spear tip actually began spinning like a spiral drill bit, seeming as though it intended to bore through Ye Xishui's palm!

"Hmm!"

Ye Xishui felt a faint itch in the center of her palm. It was extremely slight, yet it greatly surprised her.

She was a level ninety-nine Ultimate Douluo. Her body was comparable to that of a ferocious beast, her resistance maxed out.

Yet this little fellow had actually made her feel something. Not bad!

After a while, the Thunder Hell Vines dissipated, and Ye Xishui looked at her palm.

Only upon close inspection did she discover an extremely tiny white spot on its center.

"Little one, your soul skill isn't weak at all."

Ye Xishui parted her red lips and praised Meng Chen.

Hearing this, Meng Chen revealed a proud look. "Of course. I thought about this move the whole way back. Give it an evaluation, then. Can it kill a Grand Soul Master in one strike?"

"Ordinary Grand Soul Masters should not pose much of a problem. If you encounter defensive soul masters like Dark Nether Turtles or Diamond Mammoths, you could seriously injure them."

Ye Xishui thought for a moment and analyzed it for Meng Chen.

In her view, this variation of Meng Chen's soul skill was extraordinarily fast. If one did not remain alert at all times, even a Soul Elder might not be able to evade it when caught by surprise.

Moreover, it had a second variation. It concentrated force on a single point to pierce through a surface, maximizing its attack power. If some Soul Elders who were not skilled in defense took a hit like that, they would be brought to their knees.

But its flaw was equally obvious.

The Thunder Hell Spear was formed by twisting several Thunder Hell Vines together. It could be understood as "charging up," and that process required a certain amount of time.

"Little one, this variation of your soul skill is very good, but its charge-up time is a little long."

"However, that is not a fixed limitation of the soul skill. Practice more. If you can reduce the charge-up time to two or three seconds, it will be even more perfect."

Ye Xishui pointed out Meng Chen's strengths and weaknesses, and Meng Chen took her advice.

He knew that this move took a long time to charge.

And it placed an enormous demand on his control.

The reason he had succeeded on his first try just now was because he had already experimented with it several times on the way back.

"Reducing more than two minutes to two or three seconds won't be easy! Aunt Ye, do you have a secret method for cultivating spiritual power?"

Meng Chen looked eagerly at Ye Xishui, begging for a secret method to cultivate spiritual power!

Ye Xishui rolled her eyes at Meng Chen.

This little fellow really asked her for everything.

After thinking back for a moment, Ye Xishui told Meng Chen to take out paper and a pen. Once Meng Chen found them in the dormitory desk, he added another condition.

"Aunt Ye, it can't be a method for evil soul masters to increase spiritual power. I don't want to melt away like butter in the future."

"You certainly have a lot of demands. Don't worry, it isn't an evil soul master secret method. It's a spiritual cultivation secret method of the Sun Moon Imperial Family from my era..."