Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 125 Thirty-Six Slashes
"That's right, this is an illusion."

"In the illusion, everything is false except for yourself."

Fire Dance, Wind Shadow, Wind Moon, and the other three teammates are all fake.

The self-created soul skills are lifelike and indistinguishable from reality, but in fact they are all fake.

Everything is an illusion.

Feng Xiaotian stretched out his finger and touched the void: "But... this is too real, isn't it?"

"Heh!" Han Tao smiled slightly.

Constructing reality and simulating the future are themselves the powers of illusion.

Just because others don't know how to use the Illusion Realm doesn't mean you don't know how.

Han Tao felt guilty.

He used the illusion to secretly learn Feng Xiaotian's self-created soul skill.

Therefore, he decided to give Feng Xiaotian some guidance:

"What I'm about to tell you is something you can refer to, but you don't need to take it too seriously."

Every researcher has their own independent research approach, and others cannot understand, access, or provide guidance on their personal research system if they do not understand it.

Han Tao's words were somewhat humble.

I have no right to guide him, and I say these things simply to atone for my guilt.

"Feng Xiaotian, you are a researcher whose research focuses on the development of soul skills."

Feng Xiaotian nodded in agreement.

"A researcher's will is usually unmoved by external things, but..."

"Oh?" Feng Xiaotian was surprised.

He liked hearing that.

When he created his own soul skill, people around him always pointed fingers at him and even said things like "a genius has fallen."
Han Tao continued, "At different stages, a Soul Master's observation and understanding of the world and Soul Power are completely different."

"High-level Soul Masters have a deeper understanding of the essence of things. Only with a high-level perspective can the development of Soul Skills be meaningful."

He immediately interrupted: "No!"

"You're only at the Soul Sect level now, but haven't you already been heavily involved in theoretical research?"

Feng Xiaotian was telling the truth; Han Tao is the most classic counterexample.

"Yes!" Han Tao smiled bitterly.

He sighed and added, "I'm not like you. My innate soul power is only level one, and my martial soul is the useless Blue Silver Grass."

"Without studying the theory, I'll never be able to break through level 19 in my entire life, but what about you?"

He scrutinized Feng Xiaotian from head to toe, a half-smile playing on his lips.

"A truly blessed start, with innate full soul power and a mutated martial soul, the Two-Headed Gale Wolf. Even if he follows the conventional path, he still has a chance to become a Title Douluo!"

Feng Xiaotian murmured in disbelief, "Blue Silver Grass?"

"Your martial soul is Blue Silver Grass? And your innate soul power is only level one?"

"But...no, that's impossible!"

Feng Xiaotian was only shocked by the mystery of Han Tao's methods, but had never learned about his life story.

When he learned that Han Tao's martial soul was merely Blue Silver Grass.

Feng Xiaotian's expression turned serious.

If one can return to one's original nature and achieve such a feat, isn't that even more impressive than Yu Xiaogang?
Feng Xiaotian's sycophantic skills were extremely profound; he flattered Feng Xiaotian with a fawning expression, saying:
"It is my honor to converse with such a great soul."

Replacing "great" with "beautiful" was his way of complimenting Huo Wu.

Han Tao ignored him and continued, "At this stage, cultivating soul power is the most important thing. You can wait until you break through to the Title Douluo level before creating your own soul skills."

He hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand in refusal: "No way!"

"I want to conduct theoretical research and create my own soul skills."

"Teachers, family, and classmates can't persuade me, you won't be an exception."

Han Tao wasn't the first to advise him, and he probably won't be the last.

"Besides, you just said that a researcher's will should not be swayed by external things!"

"Researcher. I like that word!"

A joyful smile appeared on Feng Xiaotian's face.

Han Tao sighed helplessly; he couldn't wake someone who was pretending to be asleep.

"Then you should study fundamental theories!" Feng Xiaotian asked, puzzled. "Fundamental theories?"

The basics are the most tedious, but they are the most important; they are the foundation upon which tall buildings are built.

Han Tao took out the textbook "Physique, Strength, and Muscle Manifestation" from the package and handed it to Feng Xiaotian.

"Don't get obsessed with powerful soul skills!"

"The foundation is the prerequisite for determining the upper limit."

There are two aspects to the foundation. One represents the theoretical foundation, which is the basis of all theories.

As for strength-based soul skills, this book, "Physique, Strength, and Muscle Manifestation," can be considered a guidebook.

Soul power characteristics, soul power frequency, and soul power microstructure are all derived from the original book, "Fundamentals of Soul Power".

The second one represents the Soul Master's level.

This is the premise that determines one's own strength.

Feng Xiaotian took the book: "Thank you!"

Once he saw the title of the book, Han Tao dispelled the illusion.

The books in the illusion also disappeared.

Han Tao is no fool.

Books about Douluo Continent are quite expensive; this book is worth 500 gold soul coins.

500 gold soul coins are enough to buy a thousand-year-old blue silver grass from Tang Hao.

If Feng Xiaotian needs it, he can buy it himself with his own money.

Because you only value things that you buy with your own money.

"This is."

On the Soul Battle Stage, only one member of the Divine Wind Academy remained.

The game features two scenes, one inside the illusion and one outside the illusion, where dialogue, combat, and decision-making occur simultaneously.

This is the charm of distraction control; the upper limit depends entirely on the individual's secret techniques.

While Han Tao was talking to Feng Xiaotian, he was also fighting against other members of Shenfeng Academy.

The phosphorus toxin unleashed its unique power, rendering the other members, who had lost their martial soul fusion skills, utterly helpless against Han Tao and Ning Rongrong.

Kamikaze Academy, defeated!

"Useless, utterly useless!"

Yu Xiaogang, sitting in the audience, jumped up in frustration.

His gaze remained fixed on the elder's token at Han Tao's waist; it was clearly his own!

Tang San noticed the master's emotions and wanted to share his burden, so he offered, "Teacher, do you need me to steal it for you?"

The Tang Clan is skilled in concealed weapons, so they are naturally adept at theft.

The master quickly shook his head and refused, "No need, no need!"

He was scared!

The last time Tang San took action, it indirectly led to Bibi Dong taking away the token, making him look quite embarrassed.

Thinking this, a hint of resentment flashed in his eyes.

The referee stepped forward and announced that "Seven Treasures Team" had won the match.

Han Tao was in an extremely pleasant mood.

This match yielded significant results.

"The Thirty-Six Slashes of the Gale Wolf, despite its many problems, cannot overshadow its brilliance."

Han Tao purchased two fine iron longswords from the blacksmith shop in Wuhun City, worth 2000 gold soul coins.

Having found an open space, Han Tao began to try.

The one he used: "Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes!"

The power originates from the ground, travels from the thighs to the waist, and moves along the arm span.

"This is the first one!"

"The Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique will collide with the enemy at this moment, using the rebound to enhance the next attack."

Han Tao's eyes were calm as he pondered.

"What if we avoid clashing with the enemy?"

(End of this chapter)