"Teacher Qin, we'll work hard to perfect our Martial Soul Fusion Skill-Blue Lightning Snowfeather Dragon. Please rest assured."
With Qin Ming taking things so seriously, Yu Tianheng and Xue Haicang naturally stopped putting on their fiery display.
"Back to the matter at hand. After more than a year of training and learning to work together, all of you have indeed made great progress. But it's still not enough!"
Qin Ming paced back and forth across the training ground with his hands clasped behind his back, continuing, "As Soul Masters, how can you build a cart behind closed doors? That would only squander your talents and betray the academy and empire's efforts to nurture you."
"Teacher Qin, what should we do, then?"
Xue Haicang wholeheartedly agreed with Qin Ming's words.
Ever since he had awakened with innate full soul power, his father, Xue Ye, had practically mobilized the entire empire's cultivation resources, all so that this son of his could turn his talent into actual strength as quickly as possible.
After all, being a genius was merely a matter of recognition, not reality. When others stopped recognizing you as one, you were no longer a genius.
Being strong, however, was a reality. Whether others acknowledged you or not, you remained strong.
Moreover, a genius who had yet to mature was no different from a good-for-nothing.
Seeing Xue Haicang play along, Qin Ming nodded and continued, "When cultivation levels are roughly equal, what determines victory or defeat between Soul Masters?"
"Martial souls. The stronger your martial soul, the easier it is to win."
Naturally, Yu Tianheng was the one with the confidence to say that. After all, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon was hailed as the continent's number-one beast martial soul, so it was only natural for him to take pride in