I Pick Up Fragments on Douluo Continent

If he used Blue Silver Grass to keep Lu Feng occupied in the forest, then combined it with hidden weapons and poison, dealing with Lu Feng would definitely be a piece of cake!

Yu Xiaogang nodded, then began correcting Tang San's mistake. "Everything you said is important, but you forgot the most important point. Do you remember that saying I taught you?"

"More rings, more bones—unleash your skills in one burst. Fewer rings, fewer bones—turn around and run."

"In a battle between Soul Masters, the most important thing is one's own level! A Soul Grandmaster can never defeat a Soul Ancestor. And that is your greatest advantage over Lu Feng!"

Upon hearing this, a trace of realization flashed through Tang San's eyes. "Teacher, you mean..."

"With your Innate Full Soul Power talent, you may reach Soul King—or even Soul Emperor—within twenty years!"

"And what about Lu Feng?"

As he spoke, Yu Xiaogang clasped his hands behind his back and walked to the window. "He'll be fortunate if he can break through Level Forty. By then, would you still need to care about a mere Soul Ancestor?"

Upon hearing this, an indescribable gleam flashed through Tang San's eyes. "Teacher, I understand!"

Dragon with phoenix, tiger with bear, mice only fit to dig holes ### "There is one more thing, Xiaosan. In the future, keep some distance from Lu Feng." Yu Xiaogang looked at the setting sun on the horizon and spoke calmly.

"Teacher, why?" Tang San asked in confusion.

Over the past year or so, he had sparred with Lu Feng and Xiao Wu dozens of times. After every battle, he had gained something, more or less.

Especially from Lu Feng. His wild and unconventional ideas had benefited Tang San immensely.

For example, last time, Lu Feng had applied the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer to actual combat. Tang San could completely learn from that.

"Xiaosan, do you remember what I told you about teams?"

Tang San nodded. "Yes. An outstanding team consists of five roles: food-type, recovery-type, agility-type, strength-type, and attack-type. Each performs its own duty and complements the others."

"Good. It seems you listened carefully to what I taught!"

Yu Xiaogang said solemnly, "Today, I'll teach you the second principle of teamwork: dragons go with phoenixes, tigers go with bears, and mice are only fit to dig holes."

Confusion flashed through Tang San's eyes. "Teacher, what does that mean?"

"Ahem." Yu Xiaogang cleared his throat and continued, "It's very simple. Birds of a feather flock together. A genius's teammates can only be geniuses."

"How much water a barrel can hold often depends on its shortest plank. A Soul Master team is the same. Every part must be flawless."

"Xiaosan, if you were to form a team with a group of mediocrities, or ordinary Soul Masters, could you defeat teams formed by heaven's favored geniuses?"

After his teacher finished speaking, Tang San did not answer immediately. Instead, he fell into thought.

In the Tang Sect of his previous life, the rules were strict and ranks clearly defined.

Those inner disciples and core disciples would never befriend outer disciples.

Everything was decided by strength!

The capable rose, while the weak fell!

To be honest, Tang San agreed with his teacher's words.

But was Lu Feng really mediocre?

Tang San recalled his previous battles with Lu Feng. His combat experience, strategies, and temperament were all exceptional!

Seemingly noticing Tang San's hesitation, Yu Xiaogang added, "Xiaosan, I'm not telling you to cut ties with Lu Feng. Just remain ordinary friends from now on. There is no need to become any closer."

"Besides, with your Innate Full Soul Power talent, your cultivation is bound to advance by leaps and bounds. But what about Lu Feng? If you stay too close to him, he will inevitably spend his entire life living in your shadow."

"If Lu Feng only had Innate Level Two or Three Soul Power, that would be one thing. But he has Innate Level Five Soul Power. He is also considered a genius in others' eyes."

"Yet geniuses differ from one another!"

"As long as the two of you are together, people will always point at you and compare you. Would that not also be a kind of pain for him?"

At this point, Yu Xiaogang could not help thinking of his own experiences.

Born into the Upper Three Sects, the son of a Title Douluo, yet he had spent his entire life under the strange looks of others.

Sometimes, Yu Xiaogang fantasized about how nice it would have been if he had been born into a commoner's family.

Innate Half-Level Soul Power. Cultivating for decades and barely breaking through to Level Ten.

Obtaining a white soul ring.

Being ordinary was not so bad sometimes.

Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang's aged face and suddenly understood his "good intentions."

"Teacher, I understand. From now on, I'll treat Lu Feng as an ordinary classmate."

"I'm very pleased that you were able to figure it out yourself. Don't worry. Once you graduate, I'll recommend you to an intermediate academy. The students there are all little monsters like you."

After Tang San left his teacher, he began deliberately keeping his distance from Lu Feng.

"Tang San, want to fight?"

"Lu Feng, I'm going to the blacksmith shop today. I took half a month off before. If I don't go back soon, they'll probably dock my pay."

"Ahead stands a Dou Emperor! Do you dare dismount and fight me?"

"Lu Feng, the boss recently took on a batch of new orders. I need to rush to the blacksmith shop and work overtime."

Lu Feng watched Tang San's receding back, confusion flashing through his eyes.

No, why were you so obsessed with that crappy blacksmith shop?

Bro, you're a Soul Master!

A Soul Master!

Could Tang San really have had his Dao heart shattered by my beating?

At that moment, Xiao Wu skipped over to Lu Feng and provocatively said, "Xiao Fengzi, come practice a couple moves with Sister Xiao Wu!"

Lu Feng glanced at her disdainfully. "Is your butt healed?"

Xiao Wu immediately reacted like a rabbit whose tail had been stepped on. "Hmph! Last time I was careless and didn't dodge!"

"Tch, little rabbit!"

"Ah~! Stinky Lu Feng, take this!"

That day, Lu Feng was on the bed spanking Xiao Wu.

The young man guarding the gate suddenly came to the Seventh Dormitory. "Lu Feng, a Lord Soul Master has come to the academy gate. He says he's from Spirit Hall and has an urgent matter to discuss with you."

Lu Feng rolled off the bed and lightly straightened his clothes.

"Little rabbit, fold the blanket. When I get back, Brother Feng will continue spoiling you!"

"Get lost, get lost, get lost!" Xiao Wu waved her hand in disgust.

After Lu Feng had gone far away, Xiao Wu arrogantly pointed at a Work-Study Student. "Xiao Liuzi, make the bed. Otherwise, Sister Xiao Wu will pick you tonight!"

Xiao Liuzi walked to the bed in disgust. Looking at the messy bed that had been thoroughly tossed around, he helplessly sighed.

Nuoding City, Spirit Hall.

When Lu Feng arrived at the plaza, the ground was spotless. Even the fountains that were usually kept shut had been turned on.

Entering the main hall, he saw that it had been cleaned until not a speck of dust remained. All the staff had put on Soul Master uniforms, and even when walking, they held their heads high and chests out.

"Lu Feng, you're here. The lords are waiting for you in the side hall!" Su Yuntao hurried over, took Lu Feng's hand, and led him inside.

"Remember, when you see the bishop later, don't be nervous, and don't speak carelessly."

Su Yuntao gave Lu Feng a few instructions, then walked to a room and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

A middle-aged man's voice came from inside.

Lu Feng entered the room and saw a brightly lit office. Ma Xiunuo, dressed in a neat Soul Master ceremonial uniform, sat on the right side of the desk. Across from him sat a man who looked to be in his forties or fifties.

The man wore a black robe and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. His expression was cold and arrogant, and his entire body exuded the air of someone in power.

When Ma Xiunuo saw Lu Feng, he quickly stood and introduced him. "My lord, this is Lu Feng."

As he spoke, Ma Xiunuo pointed at the middle-aged man. "Lu Feng, this is Lord Kori of the Fasno Spirit Hall Main Hall. And this person is also an important figure from the Main Hall."

Lu Feng looked toward the young man seated in the seat of honor. He appeared rather young, with refined features and an imposing bearing. His clothes were not especially lavish, yet he carried an inviolable majesty.

As Lu Feng observed the young man, the young man was also examining Lu Feng.

Suddenly, a glint flashed through the young man's star-like eyes.

In that instant, Lu Feng felt as though the other party had seen through him completely.

At the same time, several balls of light dropped from the seat of honor behind the desk:

Picked up Black Skill: Disguise Fragment ×1

Picked up Black Attribute: Holy Attribute Fragment ×1

Picked up Black Attribute: Light Attribute Fragment ×1

Picked up Red Martial Soul: Six-Winged Angel Fragment ×1

Someone from the Spirit Hall Main Hall ### "Holy shit!" Lu Feng's body immediately began trembling uncontrollably.

Where had this big boss come from?

Six-Winged Angel!

Red Quality!

A god-tier Martial Soul!

He had merely encountered some opportunities and kindly handed part of them over to the organization. How had that drawn out these big shots?

"What is wrong with you?" the young man slowly asked.

His voice was pleasant, with a faint magnetic quality.

Lu Feng answered instinctively, "Nothing. I suddenly saw six..."

"Six seas and eight lands, Spirit Hall lords who reign supreme—so I got a little excited." Lu Feng straightened up and shouted.

There's something strange about this guy! Good thing my Spiritual Power is strong enough. I almost fell for his trick.

Lu Feng took a deep breath and no longer dared to look into the young man's eyes.

"Hm? He actually noticed it. Interesting." Seeing Lu Feng's unusual behavior, a trace of surprise passed through the young man's eyes.

"Hahaha, little brat, it should be four seas and eight lands." Kori laughed loudly.

As he spoke, the smile on Kori's face instantly vanished. His cold face became expressionless as he said, "Child, summon your Martial Soul and let me see it."

Lu Feng raised both hands slightly. His knuckle duster appeared in his hands, and a bright yellow soul ring gradually rose beneath him.

The instant the soul ring appeared, the young man and Kori exchanged glances and frowned at the same time.

This was a soul ring over four hundred years old!

"How many years is your first soul ring? What kind of soul beast did you hunt?" Kori asked in a deep voice.

"I hunted a Greenwood Python. It was around four hundred twenty or thirty years old. I don't know the exact age. Anyway, that giant python was pretty long—seven or eight meters!" Lu Feng scratched his head and deliberately played dumb.

"Hold out your hand," the young man said indifferently.

Lu Feng extended his right hand and rolled up his sleeve. The young man brought two fingers of his right hand together and lightly pressed them against Lu Feng's pulse.

Immediately, Lu Feng felt a warm stream of Soul Power enter his body. It was like basking in the sun in winter—warm and comfortable.

At that moment, two balls of light dropped from the young man:

Picked up Black Attribute: Holy Attribute Fragment ×1

Picked up Black Attribute: Light Attribute Fragment ×1

Black Attribute: Light Attribute (10/10) (Can be synthesized)

"Fuck!!!"

Lu Feng's body immediately shuddered violently.

Heaven have mercy!