Worthy of Being His Teacher, Both Mentor and Father!

"Stamp on the ground more than ten times in 0.36 seconds, using the reaction force to burst into high-speed movement. Your figure becomes almost impossible to follow with the naked eye, as though you vanish in an instant. This is 'Shave.'"

After speaking, Yu Xiaogang leaped thirty feet into the air, twisted his body in midair, and lashed out with his right leg like a whip.

"Storm Leg!"

Shing!

A transparent air blade visible to the naked eye shot from the tip of his foot, slicing through the air with a shrill tearing sound!

The air blade swept past a tree as thick as a person in front of him, instantly severing it at the waist. The upper half crashed to the ground.

"A kick at extremely high speed tears through the air, producing a vacuum slash that cuts enemies from a distance. This is a long-range kicking technique, capable of inflicting damage without touching the target. This is Storm Leg."

Then came...

"Moonwalk!"

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap!!

Under Tang San's gaze, so shocked he was almost speechless, Yu Xiaogang stepped on the air, his body actually climbing higher and higher through empty space. Each step detonated an invisible wave of air beneath his feet. As though ascending an invisible staircase, he rose dozens of meters in a few flickers and stood suspended in midair.

Teacher... was flying! This was flight!

Unless a Soul Master's Martial Soul possessed the ability to fly, they could only fly upon reaching Titled Douluo.

Teacher could actually fly!

In a few flickers, Yu Xiaogang lightly touched a treetop to push off, flipped back down to the ground, and stood before Tang San, calm and composed.

"This is Moonwalk, a derivative of Shave. By repeatedly stepping on the air and using its reaction force, you can walk through the air, remain aloft, and change direction, enabling flight and aerial combat. With your current physical capabilities, you won't be able to perform Moonwalk anytime soon, but you can make it a long-term goal."

Yu Xiaogang settled back into a standing posture and looked at Tang San. "Now, attack me. Use your full strength."

Tang San froze for a moment, then his expression grew focused.

Since his teacher had asked, he did not hesitate. He stepped forward, his palm turning jade-colored, and circulated Mysterious Heaven Skill as he blasted his palm straight toward Yu Xiaogang's chest.

Bolstered by Mysterious Jade Hand, this palm strike carried fierce force. An ordinary Soul Master who took it would likely collapse on the spot.

Bang!

His fist struck Yu Xiaogang's abdomen, yet it felt as though he had hit a solid steel plate.

"Hiss..."

Tang San sucked in a breath of cold air. So hard!

Yu Xiaogang stood exactly where he was, not moving an inch.

"This is Iron Block. By instantly tensing every muscle in your body while circulating Soul Power, you make your body as hard as iron. Ordinary attacks cannot break through its defenses at all."

Yu Xiaogang relaxed. Watching Tang San shake his aching right hand, he nodded slightly. "Last is... Paper Arts. Now attack me with stones or anything else. Any method you can think of will do."

Tang San understood. His wrist swept across his waist. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Several cold flashes flew out in an instant.

They were not hidden weapons, merely ordinary pebbles. Tang San had not forged many hidden weapons yet, so at this stage, he could only use pebbles as substitutes for practice. Yet the precision of his technique was astonishing. Five pebbles sealed off every direction in which Yu Xiaogang could dodge-up, down, left, and right.

Then, before Tang San's shocked eyes, Yu Xiaogang's body seemed to become a thin sheet of paper.

His shoulders swayed slightly, his waist twisted gently, and his entire body contorted and shifted in an almost inconceivable manner. The five pebbles whistled past the hem of his clothes, the tips of his hair, and the side of his shoulder. Not one struck him.

Yu Xiaogang even closed his eyes.

"Release the strength from every muscle, making your body as light, thin, and supple as paper. By sensing the changes in airflow caused by an attack, you shift your body along the current, evading the attack in that instant when a thousand pounds hang by a single thread. This is Paper Arts."

Yu Xiaogang opened his eyes and straightened again, looking at Tang San's face, which was filled with shock.

"Shave, Moonwalk, Storm Leg, Iron Block, Paper Arts, Finger Pistol... Together, these six techniques form the Self-Created Soul Skill I developed, called..."

"Six Styles."

"Six Styles..."

Tang San murmured softly, shock surging through his heart.

So powerful! What powerful Self-Created Soul Skills! All six moves were techniques performed using one's own body as their foundation. They required no Martial Soul and relied on no Soul Rings. They were purely a combat art combining the physical body with Soul Power.

Teacher had actually created six such powerful Self-Created Soul Skills all by himself!

Tang San also knew Mysterious Jade Hand and Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, and even Purple Demon Eye and Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon.

But he had created none of them himself. All came from the Tang Sect of his previous life, precious legacies created by generations of Tang Sect predecessors over countless years.

Yet Teacher... all alone, at such a young age, had created six Self-Created Soul Skills that could rival the Tang Sect's core techniques!

He could roughly guess why his teacher had created Soul Skills like these.

Yu Xiaogang had told him before that his Innate Soul Power was only half a rank, that his strength could never surpass rank twenty-nine in his lifetime, and that his Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, had barely any combat ability before evolving.

Presumably, that was why he had created these Soul Skills-to make up for his own lack of combat strength.

A man born with a Trash Martial Soul and half a rank of Soul Power had neither wallowed in self-pity nor resigned himself to his fate and waited to die. Instead, he had forcibly carved out a path of his own!

With his meager foundation of Soul Power and his deep research into Soul Master theory, he had actually developed his body to its limits, creating such fierce offensive techniques.

Truly worthy of being his teacher! Whether in theory or combat, he was so outstanding!

What moved Tang San even more was that Yu Xiaogang had imparted all of this to him without holding anything back.

The Tang Sect's cultivation methods were never taught to outsiders, and every supreme technique had strict rules of inheritance. Yet his teacher had casually laid the Six Styles, the culmination of his life's painstaking effort, before him.

This kindness...

Tang San clenched his fists. Looking at Yu Xiaogang's lean back, he felt a burning emotion well up in his heart.

Both mentor and father!

Yu Xiaogang's expression remained unchanged.

"From now on, the Six Styles will be the main focus of your training. These six Soul Skills will grow more powerful as your strength increases, and they don't require a Martial Soul. In fact, as long as your body is strong enough, you can perform them without Soul Power."

He paused. "I suggest you begin with 'Shave.' Shave is the foundation of all footwork techniques. If you can perform it smoothly and easily, Storm Leg and Moonwalk will no longer pose a problem for you."

Tang San nodded solemnly. "Yes, Teacher."

Yu Xiaogang then began guiding Tang San in practicing Shave.

"The core of Shave lies in instantaneous explosive power. In an extremely short period, you must use your leg muscles to deliver multiple stamps against the ground simultaneously. Each stamp must generate sufficient reaction force. Only by accumulating and stacking those forces can you achieve instantaneous acceleration."

Yu Xiaogang crouched and pointed at his calf and ankle. "The key to generating power lies here. The spring in your ankle and the explosive strength of your calf are the foundation, while your thigh provides support. Try to feel it."