Rasengan Complete

Yang Xiong continued to train diligently every day, but he spent less and less time in the library tower, as he had already gone through most of the useful books over the past few years.

Body Forging, meditation, extreme weight-bearing exercises, researching Self-Created Soul Skills, and basic combat training with wooden dummies and sandbags—these were essentially everything Yang Xiong did in a day.

Meditation and extreme weight-bearing exercises took up the most time. He spent nearly every night meditating, while his mornings were devoted to basic combat training. The wooden dummy and sandbags could train both his fists and kicks as well as his reaction speed, even improving his body's resistance to blows.

Moreover, ever since Yang Xiong absorbed his Second Soul Ring, the weight he carried had increased once more. He now carried sixty jin of weight every day and never took it off, no matter the circumstances.

Developing Self-Created Soul Skills only took around two hours each afternoon. Aside from the Rasengan, he had also developed another Soul Skill.

As for Body Forging, he still used ice, fire, and poison. However, as his strength increased, the Medicinal Herbs he used became increasingly potent, and the pain grew more intense. Yet all of it also made Yang Xiong's body even tougher.

Half a year after absorbing his Second Soul Ring, Yang Xiong's soul power rose by another level. He was now level twenty-four.

That afternoon, Yang Xiong condensed highly concentrated soul power in his palm and continuously poured more soul power into it. The soul power spun rapidly within his palm, like a miniature typhoon.

Yang Xiong focused all of his spiritual power on that tiny typhoon in his palm. Under the control of his spiritual power, it gradually took shape, eventually forming a pale blue sphere.

Yang Xiong was overjoyed. Holding the pale blue sphere in one hand, he slammed it directly into the ground. The entire surface instantly cracked apart, leaving behind a pit roughly one meter in diameter.

Yang Xiong could not help but exclaim in ecstasy, "Success! I finally succeeded! Sooner or later, my Rasengan will become one of the most terrifying Soul Skills in the Soul Master world."

After using it continuously for several days, Yang Xiong could now basically condense the Rasengan quickly in battle. Unfortunately, his Soul Power Level was still far too low. Even if he exhausted all his soul power, he could only form the Rasengan three times. That was only possible because Heart Separation Control reduced the consumption of soul power.

Still, the Rasengan's power was indeed impressive. It was already comparable to a Soul Master's Third Soul Skill, and as his strength and soul power increased, reaching the power of a Ten Thousand Year Soul Skill was likely only a matter of time.

Over the years, Yang Xiong had developed a total of two Self-Created Soul Skills. Aside from the Rasengan, the other had been created by breaking down his First Soul Skill, Dark Tortoise Displacement—or rather, by using Dark Tortoise Displacement to exchange positions with the surrounding air. It had gradually developed into the Self-Created Soul Skill: Teleportation.

Compared to Dark Tortoise Displacement, Teleportation consumed less energy and did not require Soul Ring energy at all. It should function normally in any environment. This was the Body Martial Soul's application of spatial attributes.

With the two Self-Created Soul Skills, Teleportation and Rasengan, Yang Xiong was confident that he could fight any opponent below the Soul King level. Even if he could not win, he could still escape.

Yang Xiong was now eleven and a half years old, only a few months away from turning twelve. Next, he planned to venture out on his own. On one hand, he wanted to undergo solitary training; on the other, he wanted to gain combat experience, especially experience fighting soul beasts. Soul Masters ultimately had to fight their way out through blood.

Of course, the most important reason was that Douluo Continent was about to become lively. He needed to improve his strength as quickly as possible, especially since there were certain opportunities Yang Xiong had no intention of missing. He had even already planned his next steps.

However, there was still one crucial question: should he hand over the Self-Created Soul Skill, Rasengan, to the sect?

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul had two greatest weaknesses. First, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda itself only had seven levels, so its wielders could never break through to the Soul Douluo realm. Second, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was ultimately a support martial soul. Without offensive power, it would always be inferior to others in one respect.

To a certain extent, the Rasengan could make up for the shortcomings of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. It could even give Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Masters offensive power, allowing them to truly become combat Support Soul Masters.

Personally, Yang Xiong was somewhat reluctant to hand it over. The Rasengan had cost him enormous effort over the past several years and was a Soul Skill he had truly created himself.

Yet Yang Xiong had lived in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect ever since he was born. Especially now that he was an Inner Sect disciple, he had enjoyed quite a few of the sect's resources. At the very least, the sect had provided him with a stable environment in which to grow.

Although those things might seem simple and commonplace, an ordinary Soul Master family would not even have been able to obtain his first two top-grade Soul Rings. Not to mention that he had never worked, never earned money, and had no experience living independently. The entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had already become his home.

Especially when Yang Xiong thought of how, around seven years from now, Spirit Hall would launch the Soul Hunting Operation, both the sect and his parents would face tremendous danger. Their current lives might even be destroyed overnight.

Yang Xiong had trained alone over the years and did not interact much with others, but he could still feel the care the sect had invested in him. In particular, when he wanted his Second Soul Ring, Teacher Lin Gong had shown concern for him without any hesitation, clearly acting under the sect's instructions.

Yang Xiong even felt that the sect had given him special treatment, because certain things had gone far too smoothly. Even the extreme Body Forging herbs for cultivating The Way of Defense had been supplied directly by his parents. From the way they acted, they did not seem to have purchased them. It was likely that some high-ranking figure in the sect had learned of his training and provided them.

After living in the sect for more than ten years, Yang Xiong had developed a certain sense of belonging toward the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. He had encountered virtually nothing troubling, and it could even be said that he had never encountered any real problems. Perhaps that was what made the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect truly terrifying—it could make nearly every Soul Master regard the sect as their home.

There was also another point. Yang Xiong would need several top-grade Soul Rings in the future, especially after his Fifth Soul Ring. By then, the soul beasts he needed would be enemies he could not defeat, and even his parents would be unable to handle them. The only solution would be to borrow the sect's strength.

Yang Xiong had even tested his parents. They seemed to regard the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect entirely as their home and were even willing to brave fire and water for the sect. They had no intention of leaving whatsoever. They had even reprimanded Yang Xiong, telling him that he must never entertain thoughts of leaving the sect.

In the end, Yang Xiong sighed. "Forget it. I'll consider it for the sake of my parents' future safety. I only hope Ning Fengzhi won't disappoint me."

There was another reason as well. Sooner or later, Yang Xiong would use the Rasengan outside, and the sect would naturally question him when that happened. Rather than being passive then, he might as well offer it up proactively now. Perhaps he could gain even more benefits.

Just as his father had once said, within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, one did not need to fear standing out—one only needed to fear remaining unnoticed.

This was not a matter of choosing sides. Being born into a sect in the Douluo World came with all sorts of restrictions, but it also brought considerable benefits. To put it bluntly, with the identity of a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Inner Sect disciple displayed before them, few people in Heaven Dou City would dare provoke him casually. Even Soul Saints with higher soul power would not dare touch Yang Xiong. That was the strength and foundation of a sect.

There was also a small piece of foreshadowing here: relying on himself alone was ultimately not a long-term solution, and sooner or later, the protagonist would find a master.