Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 155 Flaw
The Golden Iron Triangle, through the fusion of their martial souls, can construct a golden dragon, reaching the level of a Title Douluo. However, there are gaps between Title Douluos, especially above level 95, where each level is like an insurmountable chasm.

Bibi Dong possesses twin martial souls, making her one of the most powerful among all the titled Douluo.

The eternal creation, a sharp slash of light, manifested on the body of the golden dragon.

"You actually..."

The master clutched his chest and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Among the Golden Iron Triangle, Yu Xiaogang has the lowest soul power level. Even though the [Dragon Transformation] gave him unreasonable physical stats, he still paled in comparison when facing battles against Title Douluo-level opponents.

"Hmph!" Bibi Dong's voice was equally cold.

"Light, how laughable!"

According to Yu Xiaogang's theory, martial spirits and soul masters influence each other.

The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul is arguably the most luminous Martial Soul on the Douluo Continent, even closer to light than the Golden Sacred Dragon formed by the fusion of the Martial Souls of Yu Xiaogang and others.

But putting aside Qian Renxue, the master of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, where is Qian Xunji's behavior any part of the light? Where is it any part of justice?

Chrysanthemum Douluo's mind is exceptionally sharp.

Sensing the Pope's anger, and a hint of implied sadness, he quickly racked his brains, making bold guesses.
Bibi Dong was perhaps recalling every little thing Qian Xunji had taught her, regretting that the past was gone forever.

When the ruler is distressed, the minister is disgraced; when the ruler is disgraced, the minister dies.

Chrysanthemum Douluo empathizes with the Pope's grief, and Jiao Jiao roars in anger!

"Yu Xiaogang!"

Flander's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and Liu Erlong's heart tightened slightly.

Bibi Dong, a titled Douluo, was already difficult for the three of them to deal with, let alone Chrysanthemum Douluo watching from the side.

She turned to look at Yu Xiaogang: "How is it?"

"Can you still hold on?"

The master took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and regulated his qi and blood before speaking.

"no problem!"

Bibi Dong walked gracefully toward Yu Xiaogang, the sharp points of her shoes making a crisp sound against the marble floor.

"Yu Xiaogang, I used to admire your theories a lot!"

Her tone was very gentle, and the pressure of her soul power gradually subsided, as if she were talking to a friend.

Upon hearing her words, the master's stiff and brooding face blossomed like a chrysanthemum.

"Of course!"

When it comes to theory, Yu Xiaogang is exceptionally arrogant.

Theory is something that masters are proud of. Yu Xiaogang believes that no one's theory can surpass his in the Douluo Continent!
No one can surpass themselves!

"But."

"Yu Xiaogang, you've devoted half your life to studying theory, so why can't you even break through to become a Great Soul Master?"

Bibi Dong's voice remained gentle.

What was a simple, ordinary question sounded particularly jarring to the master!
The Great Soul Master is angry!

"Bibi Dong!"

"I'm different from you!"

Yu Xiaogang pointed his finger at Bibi Dong's face:
"You possess innate full soul power, you have twin martial souls, you are the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall!"

"Talent, luck, and resources have always been on your side!"

His tone was urgent, and his speaking speed was gradually increasing.

He gradually escalated into hysteria: "And me? My martial soul is just Luo Sanpao! My innate soul power is only half a level!"

"To have come this far, to have broken through to the Great Soul Master level, and to have made a name for oneself in the Douluo Continent is already a remarkable achievement!"

Looking back on the first half of his life, the master gradually regained his confidence.

He stared at Bibi Dong, a flicker of disdain in his eyes. Chrysanthemum Douluo suddenly interjected, "You're very proud?"

The Golden Iron Triangle, with their Martial Souls fused, possessed the strength of a Title Douluo, and their reputation was indeed resounding.

But
The Golden Iron Triangle: Two Soul Saints and One Great Soul Master—who is the weak point?
"Of course!" the master said, raising his head.

Chrysanthemum Douluo sighed: "Alright then."

Losing interest in talking to Yu Xiaogang, she retreated behind Bibi Dong to fulfill her duties as an elder of the Spirit Hall.

Ju Douluo Yueguan, could it be that his martial soul was born as the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum?
Do not!
Chrysanthemum Douluo's early martial soul was just an ordinary white chrysanthemum, a high-level martial soul.

By understanding the essence of martial spirits and mastering their origins, soul masters deepen their understanding, development, and mastery of their martial spirits. They expand little by little, evolve step by step, and have reached this point, achieving the supreme title of Title Douluo.

The ultimate in strength, the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum!
Yu Xiaogang was far too arrogant, and his affected manner made Chrysanthemum Douluo lose interest in talking to him.

They also missed an opportunity to evolve their martial spirit.

Bibi Dong rolled her eyes at Yue Guan, but did not accuse him.

After all, Chrysanthemum Douluo is a titled Douluo, and he belongs to his own faction. As long as there are no fundamental mistakes, he will generally be tolerated.

Put aside your chaotic thoughts and bring your attention back.

Looking at Yu Xiaogang's face again:
"I taught a really weird apprentice. Well, I don't know how to describe him yet, so I can only use 'weird' instead!"

Bibi Dong's words were pointed.

Tang San, as Yu Xiaogang's disciple, has an extremely outrageous and unconventional personality.

"Your proud theory is worthless."

"On the Douluo Continent, there are already Soul Masters who have crossed the threshold of Martial Soul and Innate Soul Power, while you remain completely ignorant!"

Bibi Dong's tone was uncompromising.

"Who!" Yu Xiaogang asked in a cold voice.

Tang San stammered, wanting to say something, but not knowing where to begin.

Flanders guessed the answer: "Han Tao!"

"It's him!"

"That was an oversight."

Yu Xiaogang suddenly realized.

An oversight? Yu Xiaogang has overlooked many things, so this one or two won't make a difference.

Upon hearing Flander mention his name, Han Tao looked over and fixed his gaze on Yu Xiaogang.

Tap your finger lightly on the table.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The crisp sound triggered Han Tao's thoughts, and he began to analyze various possibilities.
"What is the purpose of Bibi Dong telling Yu Xiaogang these things?"

Want to help Yu Xiaogang?
Or was it purely to embarrass Yu Xiaogang?
If it's the former, then it's within Han Tao's expectations.

Xiao Yuan and Xiao Chenyu are related by blood. The compatibility between "deep healing" and "soul power suppression" was part of the plan that the Spirit Hall was forced to seize.

Soul Masters who master mind reading possess all the initiative and can truly see the intricacies of various forces as if they were reading the lines on the palm of their hand.

The combination of soul power suppression and deep healing cannot help a master break through level barriers; otherwise, Han Tao wouldn't be stuck at level 19.

But if it's the latter...
Bibi Dong is far too ruthless.

Although Yu Xiaogang is a good-for-nothing who has accomplished nothing in his life, at least he was your first love.

Bibi Dong's exquisite and elegant face revealed boundless disgust.
Her red lips parted slightly, and she spoke: "Your theory is terrible."

"Your soul power level is just as ugly!"

She did admire the master, and admired his dedication to theoretical research, but that's all in the past.

Strong people do not shy away from their past; they learn from their mistakes and improve their behavior.

(End of this chapter)