Chapter 131.
Led by Qin Ming, the group reached a grand structure at the heart of the academy—a structure rivaling even the Soul Hall in larger cities. Inside, they encountered three elderly figures.
These seniors donned black robe attire, reserved for the formidable Soul Douluo level, requiring a Soul Hall visit for acquisition. Their formal attire emanated an imposing aura.
"Soul Douluo!" Wang Feng mused, acknowledging the strength that level 80 and above conferred. Even with the Pangu Axe and at his fifth tier of strength, challenging a Contra seemed impossible. In terms of strength alone, a Soul Douluo surpassed a standard soul beast of over 50,000 years, akin to a 71-level Soul Saint equivalent to ten-twenty thousands year soul beast.
Initially, Wang Feng was still unable to defeat, even after employing the formidable Pangu Axe against the mighty Mysterious Thorns Black Turtle. Presently, though, the odds seemed favorable.
With a Soul Saint exceeding level seventy, Wang Feng could potentially vanquish opponents with the Pangu Axe, albeit at the cost of exhausting his own life. Below level seventy-one, the Pangu Axe, once activated, could swiftly end the battle without him even getting injured.
For adversaries hovering around level 61, Wang Feng's fifth-tier level strength could dispatch them effortlessly. However, he hesitates to unleash the full extent of the fifth tier, preserving his array of trump cards.
In the initial clash, Qin Ming, despite wielding a portion of his strength, succumbed to Wang Feng's superior physical prowess in the second tier. A forceful punch sent Qin Ming plummeting onto the soul fighting platform, resulting in minimal harm. A rematch would undoubtedly be more challenging for Wang Feng.
Levels below 61 posed no threat to current him. The third or fourth tier of the strength could swiftly secure victory. For opponents below fifty-one, Wang Feng opted for a direct method of using Black Thorns Armor or Armored Black Thorns, leaving no room for explanation.
Facing a Soul Douluo, Wang Feng can only flee. Defeating or even thinking of facing such a formidable opponent was still beyond his capabilities.
Observing the three old men's formal demeanor, Flender understood the gravity of the situation. Approaching them respectfully, he placed a hand on his shoulder as he bowed slightly.
"I am Flender, the dean of Shrek Academy, and a 78th-level 7-ring agility attack system Soul Saint.. It's an honor to meet three esteemed seniors," Flender conveyed respectfully.
Following Flender, several teachers also stepped forward, providing their names. The elders, older and stronger, acknowledged their introductions with smiles. One, slightly thin and possessing straight demeanor, assisted Flender by patting his shoulder.
"Your arrival is appreciated. Training a disciple like Qin Ming speaks volumes about Shrek Academy and their teachers. I am Mengshen Ji, martial soul Black Demon, a control system 86-level Soul Douluo. Allow me to introduce my companions."
The elderly individual identifying as Mengshen Ji gestured towards his companions and provided introductions. One, named Bai Baoshan, possessed a robust and round physique, wielded Heaven Star Furnace as his martial soul. He was a 85th level and 8th ring Soul Douluo of the defense system. The other, Zhi Lin, possessed the martial soul Sky Blue Vine and was as a 83rd level Soul Douluo of the control system.
Zhilin, ordinary in appearance and build compared to the others, lacked distinctive features.
The trio ushered everyone into an inner office room, resembling the simple living space Wang Feng had envisioned. Its unassuming decor hinted at the practical approach of these three Soul Douluo teachers.
Once seated, Mengshen Ji smiled and cut to the chase, expressing their acknowledgment of Shrek Academy's strength and agreeing to the terms conveyed by Qin Ming. The seven could be mentored by Shrek Academy, and any future accolades would be rightfully theirs. Additionally, they were granted access to the academy and its facilities, with the freedom to depart as they pleased. The teachers were amenable to other reasonable requests within their authority.
Expressing gratitude, Flender sighed inwardly while maintaining a smiling demeanor.
"Oh, and Qin Ming mentioned that among the seven Shrek monsters, there's an exceptional control system soul master and a potent auxiliary system soul master. May we know who they are?" Bai Baoshan scanned the group behind Flender.
"Allow me to introduce them—Tang San, Wang Feng," grandmaster responded casually.
Wang Feng, recognizing this as an opportunity for Xiao San, opted to observe first before stepping forward.
Tang San cast a brief glance at Wang Feng before rising and making his way out.
"Greetings, esteemed teachers," he said as he faced the three Soul Douluo, who responded with laughter, withholding any verbal response.
Suddenly, Zhi Lin, positioned on the far right, fixed his gaze on Tang San. A surge of pressure emanated from him, distorting the air around Tang San. Although imperceptible to others, Tang San felt an intense pressure from all directions, akin to being surrounded by an invisible shield. Uncomfortable, yet lacking any overt hostility, it seemed dean Zhi Lin aimed to assess Tang San's strength.
Tang San, recognizing the test, realized dean Zhi Lin, being a fellow control system soul master, was likely evaluating his capabilities. Swiftly and calmly, Tang San resisted the pressure.
Observing this interaction, the Shrek Academy contingent, especially the teachers, grasped dean Zhi Lin intentions. Wang Feng, despite being apart from Tang San, sensed the pressure exerted on him.
Sensitive to energy fluctuations, Wang Feng acknowledged the test at hand, an unconventional evaluation.
"These Heaven Dou Imperial Academy Soul Douluo are quite astute," Wang Feng noted internally.
It was evident that this pressure, though manageable for individuals like Dai Mubai and Xiaowu, might not be sufficient for Tang San to break through. Nonetheless, Wang Feng observed with anticipation, recognizing the potential for Tang San's gradual enhancement.
This unique examination underscored the need for Tang San to push his limits and strive for improvement. As a possessor of an external soul bone, Tang San's physical prowess was undoubtedly exceptional, further adding to the intrigue of this unconventional evaluation.
The external soul bone not only provided fundamental enhancements to a soul master's physical attributes, but its absorption subtly altered the soul master's overall qualities. Even if left unused, the mere incorporation of an external soul bone would induce transformative changes, elucidating why soul masters coveted these artifacts.
For ordinary spirit masters, acquiring an external spirit bone equated to obtaining a coveted treasure—a golden opportunity for advancement.
As dean Zhi Lin steadily increased the release of his soul power, Tang San remained unfazed. Given dean Zhi Lin's level, his mastery over soul power manipulation was exceptional. Tang San, under the pressure, retained his composure, a faint white mist enveloping him due to the activation of Mysterious Heaven technique.
Impressed, the other two Soul Douluos noted that Zhi Lin's released soul power pressure had surpassed the tolerable limit for a thirty-third level soul master. Tang San, however, had endured because of his external soul bone that helped in absorbing the pressure at the thirty-third level.
The genius control system soul master had yet to unveil his martial soul prowess.
Zhi Lin's eyes gleamed with interest, and he augmented his soul power once again, reaching the level 35th. The endurance of soul power pressure differed from one's intrinsic soul power. Generally, withstanding two-thirds of one's own level was commendable. Equal endurance to one's own soul power was seen as exceptional, often requiring a beast martial soul to boost physical attributes significantly to endure it.
Yet, the thirty-fifth level of soul power pressure had already surpassed Tang San's current soul level. Despite resisting without releasing his martial soul, Flender and Xiao Wu grew concerned. The latter, familiar with Tang San, detected a subtle change in his expression, recognizing that Tang San was starting to feel the pressure.
In the midst of this evaluation, only Grandmaster and Wang Feng remained leisurely sipping their tea. Grandmaster, intimately acquainted with Tang San, and Wang Feng, with an encyclopedic understanding of Tang San's capabilities, observed the unfolding scenario.
Dean Zhi Lin continued to escalate the pressure of his soul power steadily—from thirty-five to forty—until Tang San, under strain, could no longer endure. In response, Blue Silver Grass quietly blossomed in Tang San's palm. The blue-purple glow enveloped the resilient Blue Silver Grass, swaying with the winds intensified by dean Zhi Lin's soul power.
Realizing Tang San had reached his soul power limit, dean Zhi Lin prepared to retract his pressure. However, he was taken aback when he noticed the Blue Silver Grass stretching slightly. The delicate strands encircled Tang San, seemingly alleviating the impact of dean Zhi Lin's soul power.
Wang Feng, sipping tea casually, detected the subtle technique at play. While others might miss the nuance, he recognized Tang San's integration of a technique from his past life, coupled with the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer technique. This allowed the seemingly feeble Blue Silver Grass to endure dean Zhi Lin Soul Douluo's soul power through skillful maneuvers.
"A clever use of strength." Wang Feng remarked, appreciating Tang San's ingenuity. Though lacking the soul abilities countermeasures of his [Reversal], Tang San employed the tenacity of the Blue Silver Grass to achieve this feat—a commendable improvisation.
Witnessing Tang San's resourcefulness, Zhi Lin revised his approach, intensifying the pressure of his soul power until it reached the forty-fifth level. This surpassed the efficacy of Tang San's previous technique, rendering his method invalid.
"Tsk tusk, even Dai Mubai might struggle with this much pressure, don't you think?" Wang Feng pondered silently. Though Tang San hadn't unveiled his martial soul, signs of exertion were evident. Concurrently, Tang San, guided by his Mysterious Heaven techique, felt his body under immense strain, prompting the release of his external soul bone.
Eight colossal spider legs like spears emerged from behind Tang San!
"Soul bone!" exclaimed the three Soul Douluo's in shock.
Swiftly, dean Zhi Lin retracted the pressure of his soul power. The significance of this manifestation was well-known to them—an external soul bone was beyond that of a normal soul bone.
A white mist enveloped Tang San as the Eight Spider Lances moved gracefully, revealing his perfect control over it.
"Thank you, dean Zhi Lin, for your guidance," Grandmaster acknowledged with a smile. "Since Tang San acquired this external soul bone, he struggled to harmonize with it. Now, under the pressure of your soul power, he has truly melded with this external soul bone."
The revelation left dean Zhi Lin and his companions momentarily stunned, grasping the rarity and value of the attached soul bone. After a brief silence, a hint of admiration flickered in their eyes, recognizing Shrek Academy's unparalleled trust and respect— a level of openness they seldom encountered from others.
Grandmaster understood the significance of their gesture. These three esteemed Soul Douluos, revered figures in the Soul Master world, reciprocated the trust bestowed upon them by Shrek Academy.
Observing Tang San, Wang Feng discerned the fluctuations in his soul power. Tang San's newfound ability hinted at an improvement, potentially linked to the opening of a meridian—a concept Wang Feng only vaguely understood.
Nevertheless, this development significantly elevated Tang San's capabilities, propelling his physical quality beyond the forty-level threshold.
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