Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 226 Giving up
The discovery of this theory brought Han Tao great gains, but it also raised a question.

Under the current circumstances, Han Tao is limited by his physical attributes and can no longer gain additional physical strength through training.

Even eating whale gelatin wouldn't achieve that!

"There are two paths before us."

"Either we proceed step by step and wait until we break through to the Soul Emperor level to refine our bloodline and improve our physical aptitude."

"Or, inject it with a high-level bloodline to produce an effect similar to that of a divine herb."

After staring at the test tube containing the "Golden Sacred Dragon" for a long time, Han Tao let out a long sigh and shook his head helplessly: "Never mind!"

"Even with Ye Lingling's treatment guarantee, the risks of fusing with high-level blood are still unknown."

Opening the diary, I picked up the page containing the theory of physical fitness and wrote some supplementary notes:

"A Soul Master's physique comprises three aspects: growth potential, physical aptitude, and Soul Rings and Soul Bones."

[Physical aptitude] is the content added by Han Tao this time, and it is also the research result of Ye Lingling.

I peel off the contents of this page and present it to Ye Lingling as a token of my gratitude.

"The theory of bloodline still needs further exploration."

"We will have a research subject in a while."

Douluo Continent is a very realistic world. Flander's soul power was destroyed. He was fine in prison, but once he got out, he would definitely be despised and scorned by others.

Given his pride, he might not be able to withstand such a blow, so he will definitely remember Han Tao's promise.

And here comes the lab rat.

the other side,
"Excellent!" The master tilted his head back, beaming with pride.
"Under my professional guidance, your running performance and speed will improve visibly."

“Last month, even Tang Tian, ​​who had the worst performance, needed 5 hours to finish the run.”

Yu Xiaogang's eyes swept across Tang Tian's face, then instantly returned to their excited state: "But now? It only takes 4.5 hours to run the entire distance!"

"What tremendous progress this is, and what remarkable results have been achieved under my leadership!"

Arrogance and conceit could not conceal the true nature of a master.

It was as if he was radiating light at that moment.

Tang Xiao stood to the side, stroking his beard with satisfaction.

As the sect leader, he naturally paid attention to the training program of the Haotian Sect disciples, and the improvement in their performance was obvious.

"Looks like I did the right thing!"

He faced Yu Xiaogang and nodded slightly.

Tang Tian and Tang Yu whispered to each other. Although they disliked the master very much, they now acknowledged his plan and theory.

After all, progress is real and tangible.

Everyone was immersed in joy, just like Shrek Academy back then, and no one noticed the hidden danger lurking beneath the surface of happiness.

Two months later
A slender figure suddenly appeared in the sky.

It quickly attracted the attention of everyone in the sect.

"Who?" Tang Xiao looked up and asked.

The enormous Clear Sky Hammer stood tall in Tianchen, its spiritual power spreading across the entire mountain range. Its gaze swept over Tang Xiao, Tang San, and the sect disciples, finally settling on a certain character.

"Yu Xiaogang!" The furious question was as clear as a thunderclap.

"Haotian Douluo"

"Is he Tang Hao, the sect leader's younger brother?"

A few scattered whispers arose from below, and Tang Xiao's face lit up with joy, but only for a brief moment before he coldly questioned:

"Tang Hao, you still know how to come back?"

"If it weren't for you back then, the Haotian Sect wouldn't have had to retreat into seclusion, and it wouldn't have had to live like a coward!"

Tang Hao stared at Yu Xiaogang from beginning to end, his anger rising and his soul power gradually surging.

Tang Xiao quickly shielded the master behind him.

Yu Xiaogang's training program has yielded remarkable results, and we must not let the heroes down.

"Brother, get out of my way!" His anger was palpable.

A crimson killing intent gathered from the air currents that filled the sky and reached the destination of his will.

The Great Soul Master was far too weak to withstand such overwhelming pressure. Even with Tang Xiao's protection, it was difficult to conceal his true nature as a useless individual. "Pfft!"

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

It must be said that although Yu Xiaogang's strength is not great, his ability to take a beating is top-notch.

Back then, neither Chrysanthemum Douluo's slaps, Poison Douluo's torture, nor even the Dragon Beard Needles could kill him. This time, Haotian Douluo's murderous intent is even less likely to kill Yu Xiaogang.

"You still recognize me as your elder brother?" Tang Xiao demanded.

Tang San helped his fallen teacher up, and seeing his injured state, he was overcome with grief and burst into tears.

"Father, don't hurt my master!" He looked up.

His son's questioning made him extremely embarrassed: "Tang San, do you know that he's a good-for-nothing? He can't even break through to the Great Soul Master level, and he still likes to mislead other people!"

"Your Blue Silver Grass could have awakened into the Blue Silver Emperor, but it was because of him!" Tang Hao pointed at Yu Xiaogang:
"Your flawed theory prevented Tang San from awakening his martial soul. I'll make you pay the price!"

The Haotian Hammer, spanning hundreds of meters, with an aura that even seemed to freeze space, slowly fell downwards.

"No!" Yu Xiaogang tried to struggle.

"The fart is like thunder, and the sky and the earth are shattered with three cannons!"

Under the pressure of Haotian Douluo, Luo Sanpao's neck turned red and he let out a fart, which gave Yu Xiaogang a good lesson.

"impossible!"

Tang Xiao looked displeased.

He also summoned the Haotian Hammer and swung it upwards.

“Master is not a waste!” Tang San said decisively.

With Tang Xiao and Tang San's support, Yu Xiaogang was no longer afraid. He stood up and declared with imposing confidence: "I am not a piece of trash!"

"Under my guidance, their running speed improved significantly, proving the immense value of my theory!"

"Accusing me, attacking me, questioning me?"

"If you want to incriminate someone, why bother?"

A figure standing tall, proudly gazing at the sky.

It was as if he truly was a great and upright person.

With no other options at the moment, Tang Hao could only explain the reason:
"Originally, I didn't plan to come out, but the situation has become too urgent."

His words drew everyone's attention; the authority of a Title Douluo cannot be easily ignored.

Tang Hao continued, "Do you think that your running performance has improved because your physique has become stronger?"

A cold smile crept across his lips, his words as chilling as ever: "This is just wishful thinking on your part!"

He then brought out a basket, a common tool used by blacksmiths to test weights.

"Come on, Tang San, put your Clear Sky Hammer up there!"

Testing the weight of the Haotian Hammer is puzzling.

Tang San's expression was somewhat conflicted.

"What are you hesitating about?" Tang Hao urged.

The feudal concepts of ruler-subject and father-son relationships were deeply ingrained in Tang San's soul, and he could not avoid his father's demands.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "As long as Father doesn't harm the master, everything is fine."

Take down the Haotian Hammer and place it in the basket.

Haotian Hammer: 461 jin (approximately 284 catties).

"what?"

The unusual weight caused an uproar among the crowd.

Even the newly awakened Clear Sky Hammer weighs 500 jin (250 catties), so how could Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer be so light?
Tang Bai, a theoretical advisor to the Haotian Sect, suddenly had a terrible guess upon seeing the current situation.

He stumbled backward, muttering:
"The Haotian Hammer has become lighter; there's only one possibility."

"The martial spirit has degenerated; the quality of the Clear Sky Hammer's martial spirit has decreased!"

A pallor gradually spread across his face as he pointed at the master: "Rejecting the Martial Soul."

(End of this chapter)