"This Soul Skill?"
Dai Xiu and Dai Mian exchanged a glance, both looking utterly perplexed.
What the heck was this Soul Skill?
A ball of light?
"My first Soul Skill is Light Element Control."
As if he could see the questions written on their faces, Dai Tianfeng explained.
Dai Xiu and Dai Mian looked completely bewildered by his answer.
What kind of Soul Skill was Light Element Control?
"This Soul Skill increases my affinity with the light element, reduces the cost of controlling it, extends its duration, and makes the surrounding light element easier to mobilize."
Dai Tianfeng explained with a smile.
He was quite pleased with the Soul Skill.
Not only did it give him more varied ways to fight in the future, but it also strengthened the White Tiger Martial Soul's light origin power, bringing it one step closer to Ultimate Light.
Hearing this, Dai Xiu was somewhat disappointed.
The Soul Skill was certainly flexible, but in his view, it was clearly inferior to a Soul Skill that could boost his own attributes or deliver powerful killing blows.
Unless he could create his own Soul Skill, but how could that be so easy?
Their White Tiger lineage had been passed down for over a thousand years, and its founding ancestor had even been a Level 99 Limit Douluo, yet no Self-Created Soul Skill had been passed down.
And among the major powers on the continent today, only the Clear Sky Sect was known to have a Self-Created Soul Skill passed down.
That was why Dai Xiu had never even considered a Self-Created Soul Skill.
"Tianfeng! Your Soul Skill is flexible enough, but it lacks killing power. Why don't you..."
Dai Xiu looked as though he wanted to say more but held back.
"Grandpa Clan Head, the greatest taboo in Martial Soul cultivation is changing your cultivation path halfway through. I've already started down the path of the light attribute, so I can only follow it all the way into the dark!"
Dai Tianfeng could naturally tell what Dai Xiu wanted to say, so he declared righteously, "Besides, who says my Soul Skill lacks killing power?"
Although much of Yu Xiaogang's Martial Soul Theory was riddled with holes, he really hadn't been wrong about that.
For example, if a support-system Soul Master suddenly added a Power Attack System Soul Skill, it would be as good as crippling more than half of their abilities.
From the moment any Soul Master obtained their First Soul Ring, whether they regretted it or not, they could only follow that path to the end.
"Your Soul Skill can only be considered a support skill. What killing power could it possibly have?" Dai Mian couldn't help voicing his complaint.
"I'm going to follow the path of creating my own Soul Skills."
Dai Tianfeng spoke in a serious tone.
The original story showed that as a Soul Master's Soul Power Level rose and they reached the Titled Douluo stage, the Soul Skills provided by their first few Soul Rings were actually of little use, unless they were heaven-defying Soul Skills.
They were fine for bullying people weaker than oneself, but in battles between opponents of the same level, what mattered was Martial Soul quality, one's own foundation, years of combat experience, and the application of one's abilities.
And every Titled Douluo who created their own Soul Skills far surpassed experts of the same level in strength.
For example, ten thousand years later, Dragon God Douluo Mu En was hailed as the strongest person Shrek Academy had produced in a thousand years.
Mu En had earned that title by sweeping across the continent.
The same was true of Tang Wulin, the protagonist of Douluo Dalu III: The Legend of the Dragon King. Only after creating his ultimate art, the Dragon Emperor Forbidden Techniques, did his strength undergo a qualitative leap.
Of course, everything had its advantages and disadvantages. This path placed extremely high demands on a Soul Master's talent.
And even those exceptionally gifted Soul Masters only created their own Soul Skills at a very late stage.
To be honest, Dai Tianfeng hadn't originally planned to create his own Soul Skills.
At least, not anytime soon.
But after obtaining Light Element Control as his first Soul Skill, he had changed his mind.
With Wu Siduo's talent, so many imaginative ideas from the films and television shows of his previous life, and Light Element Control on top of that, Dai Tianfeng refused to believe he couldn't create his own Soul Skill.
"Tianfeng, the path you want to take is a difficult one!"
After hearing him out, Dai Xiu fell silent for a moment before reminding him, "Until you create a Soul Skill of your own, you'll undoubtedly be at a disadvantage compared with other Power Attack System Battle Soul Masters."
"Things have already come to this, so all I can do is try!" Dai Tianfeng spread his hands.
"Tianfeng! Our Dai Family and the Zhu Family have intermarried for generations, all for the sake of the two families' Martial Soul Fusion Skill, the Hell White Tiger!"
Dai Mian coughed several times, then suddenly seemed to remember something and looked at Dai Tianfeng expectantly.
Hearing this, Dai Xiu immediately cast his jumbled thoughts to the back of his mind and pricked up his ears.
It was true that anyone with Twin Martial Souls was a genius.
Only two people with Twin Martial Souls had appeared in nearly a century.
The previous possessor of Twin Martial Souls was Bibi Dong, the current Pope of Spirit Hall and the youngest Titled Douluo in history.
The White Tiger was indeed a first-rate, top-tier Beast Martial Soul.
But the Hell Spirit Cat was a little weaker.
At the very least, it couldn't compare with Bibi Dong's two Martial Souls.
If the White Tiger and the Hell Spirit Cat, as Twin Martial Souls, could use the Martial Soul Fusion Skill Hell White Tiger, the situation would be completely different.
It was no exaggeration to say he would be nearly invincible among those of the same level!
"I can use the Martial Soul Fusion Skill!"
"And my Hell White Tiger has the highest possible fusion rate, 100 percent."
Dai Tianfeng nodded, giving them a reassuring answer. "It's just that using a Martial Soul Fusion Skill by myself consumes too much, so I can't use it yet."
By his estimate, once he became a Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster, he would just barely be able to use the Hell White Tiger.
If only he could get his hands on the Mysterious Heaven Skill.
According to the original story's setting, the Qi level of the Soul Power cultivated through the Mysterious Heaven Skill was higher than that of ordinary Soul Power.
It flowed endlessly, vast and boundless.
This was clearly more useful to Dai Tianfeng than to Tang San.
But the problem was that in this era, Tang San was the only one who possessed the Mysterious Heaven Skill.
And as for what kind of person Tang San was, those who knew, knew.
Getting the Mysterious Heaven Skill from him would be harder than climbing to heaven.
"Good! Good! Good!"
Unable to contain the shock and wild joy in his heart, Dai Xiu said "good" three times in succession.
One person could fuse his own two Martial Souls and use a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
Such a thing had never happened before!
And it was a 100 percent fusion rate, at that.
Even though he had weathered great storms, the sheer weight of that 100 percent fusion rate made his scalp tingle.
Their White Tiger lineage had not seen a fusion rate like that in a thousand years.
The highest had only been 90 percent.
Even so, it had been enough to bring about an earth-shaking change in their strength.
For example, Dai Xiu was currently a Level 95 Super Douluo, while his wife was a Level 92 Titled Douluo.
When the two used their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Hell White Tiger, they were enough to threaten a Level 97 Titled Douluo.
Even against a Level 98 Super Douluo, they had the strength to put up a fight.
For a Titled Douluo, each level gained was not a mere increase in strength, but a qualitative change in every respect.
The higher one went, the more terrifying the gap between levels became.
At the Super Douluo level, unless one was a true genius, fighting above one's level was simply impossible.
A Level 99 Limit Douluo in their normal state could fight several Level 98 Super Douluo at once.