Tang Li didn't know whether it was the sheer thrill of ten hours of fighting every day that had left him so exhilarated, but his Soul Power cultivation was actually improving even faster than before.
In just a few short days, Tang Li had broken through two levels in a row, successfully reaching level thirty-four.
At the same time, he had become increasingly adept at using the Xingtian Totem. He wielded the pair of Gan Qi as easily as his own arms, making the Axe King title well deserved.
Meanwhile, Tang Li discovered that within the Star Dou Battle Net, his Demon-Sealing Pot could also refine other people's Martial Souls. Over the past few days, he had refined all the simulated data characters' Martial Souls.
He had copied every person in Eastsea Academy who was qualified to use the Star Dou Battle Net. Only those from the Advanced Division who were in seclusion to improve their cultivation had yet to show themselves, allowing them to escape disaster.
As a result, Tang Li's nickname spread throughout Eastsea Academy. But aside from that idiot Xie Xie, no one dared mention it in front of him, perhaps afraid of being chopped down.
Tang Li also sought out the person whose Martial Soul he had sealed earlier. He offered him a condition: as long as he fought Tang Li for a full hour in the Star Dou Battle Net, Tang Li would return his Martial Soul.
Naturally, the man agreed. After regaining his Martial Soul, he was continuously chopped apart by Tang Li for an hour in the simulated Spirit Arena. No one knew how many times he died.
Tang Li used every Martial Soul he had copied over the past few days on him, letting the guy experience hundreds of different ways to