Yu Xiaogang Scoffs: You Think Playing with Water Balloons Can Create a Soul Skill? Dream On!

"Little San, are you still unable to move on from losing a trivial, meaningless duel?"

Although he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, Yu Xiaogang's face still wore an expression of having everything under control as he spoke to Tang San.

To be fair, Tang San really did fall for this bluffing act of his.

Tang San had originally been furious with Yu Xiaogang, believing that he was nothing but a fraud. But seeing his expression, he was somewhat intimidated.

"L-L-L teacher, weren't you the one who said the limit for a Soul Ring was only a little over four hundred years? How can Luo Fan absorb a Thousand-Year Spirit Ring?"

"Besides, we've both obtained our Soul Skills, but I'm still no match for him!"

"Are, are you..."

In the end, Tang San wanted to ask: Have you been deceiving me this whole time?

However, saying that to his teacher seemed rather inappropriate.

"Little San, do you know why I specifically warned you not to put a Soul Ring on your other hammer Martial Spirit?" Yu Xiaogang suddenly spoke up, shifting the topic to the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Spirit.

"I don't know!" Tang San shook his head at his words. Sure enough, Yu Xiaogang's topic had captured his attention.

"All Soul Masters need to obtain a Soul Ring every time their Soul Power increases by ten levels before they can begin the next stage of cultivation!"

"And the higher a Soul Master's level, the greater the number of years their Soul Ring can have. Naturally, the Soul Skill they awaken will also be stronger!"

"According to my research, the optimal Soul Ring configuration is yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black..."

"In other words, after reaching level fifty, one can theoretically obtain a black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring!"

Tang San listened very attentively to Yu Xiaogang's explanation.

"Think about it. Once you've cultivated to the Soul King stage beyond level fifty and your body can withstand a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, wouldn't it mean that when you finally put Soul Rings on your hammer, your very first Soul Ring could be a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring?" Yu Xiaogang continued, asking Tang San!

As soon as he said this, Tang San's eyes suddenly lit up. He immediately understood what Yu Xiaogang meant.

"Teacher, you mean..." Tang San asked excitedly, though somewhat incredulously, as he looked at his teacher.

"Exactly. I forbade you from putting Soul Rings on your hammer too early because I hope that, in the future, your hammer can possess nine black Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings!"

"By then, do you think a mere Luo Fan will still be worthy of your attention?"

"That's why I said the outcome of the current struggle is insignificant. A person must keep their sights set far ahead!"

Seeing Tang San's reaction, Yu Xiaogang secretly let out a sigh of relief. He had successfully steadied Tang San.

"Teacher, thank you for considering me. My vision was simply too narrow!"

Tang San, who had still been harboring resentment, was once again completely convinced by Grandmaster's knowledge. He lowered his head as he spoke.

"Mm, as long as you understand!" With his hands behind his back, Yu Xiaogang slightly raised his chin and gazed up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, striking that classic "confident" pose.

"By the way, Teacher, why can Luo Fan obtain a Thousand-Year Spirit Ring as his first Soul Ring?"

Although Yu Xiaogang's explanation had brought Tang San back to full strength, he still found it difficult to understand and immediately asked him.

That question caused Yu Xiaogang's expression to stiffen slightly.

To be honest, when he had seen that Luo Fan's first Soul Ring was purple yesterday, Yu Xiaogang himself had nearly suffered a mental collapse!

Fortunately, a night had passed, and Yu Xiaogang's emotions had calmed considerably.

"Little San, I remember you saying that Luo Fan's strength is frighteningly great. Even that level-nine War Tiger Martial Spirit user named Wang Sheng from your dormitory was suppressed in a single move by him, wasn't he?" Yu Xiaogang asked!

"That's right!" Tang San nodded.

Whenever he thought of Luo Fan's completely unreasonable strength, he felt an indescribable discomfort throughout his body. The damned memories of being casually flung against the wall by Luo Fan twice seemed to assault him once again!

"That explains it!"

Yu Xiaogang nodded and said, "In theory, the number of years a person's body can withstand in a Soul Ring is related to their physical constitution!"

"Luo Fan's physical constitution is so powerful that it defies reason. Therefore, the limit of a little over four hundred years doesn't apply to him, which explains everything!"

"A situation like his is an exception and cannot be replicated!"

"Your goal should still be to focus on improving your own strength. Once you can withstand the power of a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, your hammer's first Soul Ring will be a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring from the start. How could Luo Fan possibly compare?"

Tang San suddenly understood!

After hearing Yu Xiaogang's explanation and thinking about Luo Fan's truly indescribable physical constitution, Tang San finally understood!

For now, let Luo Fan enjoy his triumph for a while. His naturally divine strength can only give him an advantage in the early stages.

Once the future arrives, I'll definitely surpass him!

The seventh day after Tang San suffered his first mental breakdown!

After finishing his classes in the morning, Luo Fan went to a secluded place as usual that afternoon. He and four Wood Clones were studying Rasengan together!

Each of them held a water balloon. They infused it with Soul Power, causing it to spin and churn chaotically until the water balloon twisted wildly.

After cultivating for so many days, and with several Wood Clones cooperating, the progress was equivalent to Luo Fan cultivating alone for an entire month!

Pop!

Just as the sun was setting and the afterglow of dusk fell across Luo Fan's body, the sound of a water balloon bursting suddenly came from one of the Wood Clones!

Luo Fan looked in the direction of the sound.

Sure enough, the water balloon in one of the Wood Clone's hands had already burst!

"Did you accidentally poke a hole in it?" Luo Fan asked.

"Obviously, I completed the first stage of cultivation, all right?" Hearing what his original body said, the Wood Clone rolled his eyes in annoyance.

After receiving a definite answer, Luo Fan was delighted and immediately dispelled the Wood Clone Technique.

In an instant, all the cultivation experience, memories, and results rapidly flowed back and gathered within Luo Fan.

Luo Fan took a deep breath and focused his attention on the water balloon in his hand. Then, Soul Power surged as he began spinning it rapidly and chaotically.

Before Luo Fan's eyes, it seemed as though dozens of mad dogs had been locked inside the balloon, twisting and darting about wildly.

Then came another pop. The water balloon in his hand burst apart just as expected.

The water inside splashed out, leaving Luo Fan's palm dripping wet.

However, the corners of Luo Fan's mouth rose into a satisfied smile of their own accord!

Although the progress had been slower than he had expected—despite the assistance of the Wood Clones, the first stage had still taken him nearly a week!

As long as he had succeeded in the first stage, however, it meant that he was on the right path!

Next, he could use a rubber ball to cultivate the second stage...

"Teacher, I heard that Luo Fan seems to be creating a Self-Created Soul Skill!"

On the other side, Tang San and Yu Xiaogang were preparing to go to the cafeteria. As they happened to pass by and saw the water balloon in Luo Fan's hand burst, Tang San was silent for a moment before speaking to Yu Xiaogang.

"Hmph, he's merely showing off!" Upon hearing Tang San's words, Yu Xiaogang curled his lip, his face full of disdain.

"Since ancient times, which Self-Created Soul Skill didn't require extraordinary talent and unparalleled genius? More importantly, one needed sufficient knowledge as a foundation!"

"Luo Fan? What does he have? How much does he know about Martial Spirits?"

"Not to mention, I've never heard of a child playing with water balloons being able to create a Self-Created Soul Skill!"

"Little San, remember this: whatever you do, don't imitate Luo Fan and aim too high, understand?"