Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 361 The Inconsistency of Theories

Most of the immortal herbs on the Douluo Continent are of extreme strength, but the Acacia Heartbreak Red is a unique divine quality.

But at this moment, an exception occurs once again:

"Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng, a Grade 8 Innate Realm cultivator, if..."

"If the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng can break through ten thousand years, it will be ranked at the pinnacle; and if it can break through one hundred thousand years..."

It will become an existence on par with the Acacia Heartbreak Red.

The Acacia Heartbreak Red is the supreme flower, while the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng is the emperor and empress of ginseng.

"pity."

Filled with regret, I swept through Xiao Wu's memories.

With a slightly melancholy tone, he said, "This immortal herb is only 5000 years old!"

It's not a unique secret realm like the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well. The growth of immortal herbs is extremely slow, and ginseng-like plants are very easy to rot. It's quite difficult for them to grow for 5000 years. It's entirely due to the effect of the Min Clan's jade box.

"Hmph!" Xiao Wu snorted in a low voice.

His expression was one of frustration and madness, yet he was utterly powerless: "Han Tao, are you stealing my memories again?"

"Despicable and shameless! I should have killed you without hesitation back when I was at the Soul Master Academy in Notting City!"

"idiot!"

Han Tao casually retorted, "If you want to obstruct my cooperation with Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, you should consider what price you will have to pay."

His gaze did not linger on her, but was projected onto a corner of the battlefield.

Because two old friends appeared there.
"Blue silver entanglement!"

Tang San's angry roar reached my ears.

Yu Xiaogang led Tang San and his son Tang Hao to the scene in a hurry.
"Han Tao, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo aren't with you this time!"

His gaze swept over Han Tao, Ning Rongrong, and Ye Lingling.

His tone was arrogant and imposing: "Hand over the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone!"

"You knew already?"

Han Tao's curiosity flashed across his face.

The blue-silver entanglement is meaningless.

The moment the vines approached the Blue Silver Overlord, they withered and decayed, turning to ashes, due to the influence of the race's will.

"thief!"

Yu Xiaogang suddenly stepped forward and stood in front of Tang Hao, his tone filled with anger.

He questioned, "Han Tao, how dare you steal the soul bone of Haotian Douluo! You are truly a shameless scoundrel, despised by the world!"

Haotian Douluo, on the other hand, exuded the arrogance of a superior: "Han Tao, if you offer up your soul bone now, kneel down and beg for mercy!"

"Perhaps I can spare your life and spare the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School this time."

His gaze casually swept over Ning Rongrong and Ye Lingling, his tone carrying a coercive and threatening tone.

"Based on you?"

Han Tao's eyes held a slightly strange look.

His gaze was fixed on Haotian Douluo, and when he saw that Haotian Douluo's right hand was empty, his expression involuntarily turned contemptuous.

"Truly a piece of trash!"

Recovering her arm wasn't too difficult for Ye Lingling.

However, under Yu Xiaogang's guidance, it was incredibly difficult for Tang Hao and Tang San to restore their meridians and arms.
Without the miraculous herb, it cannot be restored.

"Arrogant!" Tang Hao roared.

With the Clear Sky Hammer in his left hand, the Title Douluo's soul power surged forth, and nine soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, and red—suddenly appeared in the air.

An aura of soul power nearing its limit, along with imposing presence and oppressive force, emanated from him.

"Tang San, did you see that?"

"This is the optimal soul ring configuration for a soul master!"

Yu Xiaogang sincerely taught his disciples, and even used "The Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls" for comparison and reference.

An endless, undulating aura, carrying with it snowflakes dancing in the sky and a scarlet killing intent.

Ye Lingling lightly raised her finger: "Reverse frequency, annihilation!"

"Haotian's soul power has been broken, therefore everything will be annihilated!"

Clear and pure, the sky remained pristine and white.

Her eyes flashed with a deep-seated rage.

Ye Lingling never forgot that the injuries her mother suffered were inflicted by these two men, father and son.

"Meaningless, Han Tao!" Yu Xiaogang held his head high, his expression filled with condescending arrogance:
"Please do not flaunt your base knowledge, for these theories are worthless in the face of true wisdom."

"Annihilating someone else's soul power, although I don't know how that was done."

"But if you want to dismantle the enemy's soul power, you must consume your own soul power. And for you to dream of fighting against a Title Douluo is simply wishful thinking!"

"is it?"

A smile curved Han Tao's lips.

Gangzi's analysis, based on a one-dimensional theory, is indeed correct at a narrow level.

—Soul power is extinguished, requiring the consumption of one's own soul power.
"In itself, the value of this theory is indeed limited."

“But…” Han Tao paused, “what if it’s combined with the [Heaven and Earth Piercing] secret technique? What if it’s combined with the Soul Bone Skill: Reflection of the World?”

Yu Xiaogang doesn't understand, or perhaps he never will.

Beneath the Mirror Soul Bone in the Illusionary Realm, the world's soul power is converging towards the Blue Silver Grass, and the theory of the [Heaven and Earth Connecting] acupoints.

This allows Han Tao and others to easily mobilize the soul power of the entire world to annihilate Haotian Douluo's terrifying soul power.

"That's the charm of a theoretical system!" Ning Rongrong said softly.

"Tang Hao is not fighting against us, but against the soul power of the entire world. In the end, the master was outmatched!"

"waste!"

Tang Hao glanced at him with disgust.

It may not understand the intricacies behind the theory, but it firmly believes that strength is paramount.

"The Zhen Character Technique!"

The Haotian Hammer generates a specific vibrational force.

When soul power is extinguished, even Tang Hao, a titled Douluo, can only defeat his enemies with his physical body and martial soul.

The God of Slaughter who emerged from the City of Slaughter is the best in this field.

"Han Tao, prepare to die!"

With the combined force of his legs, waist, and arms, he swung his weapon fiercely toward Han Tao's position and brought it crashing down.

She slightly raised the corner of her eye and murmured, "A meaningless trick!"

"The synergy of pure power is a lower level of lower-level theory!"

What Feng Xiaotian researched was the synergy between soul power and physical strength, a theory that transcends the guidance of pure power.

In an instant,

Han Tao's soul power and footwork resonated with each other, and his figure flashed, covering a distance of ten meters.

"Teleport?"

Xiao Wu looked up in surprise: "Han Tao, how could he possibly have such an ability?"

"It's not teleportation!" Tang San's tone was cold.
His eyes glowed with purple light, and the microscopic perception of the Purple Demon Eyes allowed him to perceive the reality beneath the light and shadow.

"It's a delay caused by the line of sight!"

"Its speed is only slightly faster than the Ghostly Shadow Step, so it certainly can't last long!"

Tang San said, deceiving himself.

Within the battlefield, according to his senses, every swing of Tang Hao's hammer landed on empty air, only inches away from Han Tao's figure.

"Almost."

"Still a little short."

His clothes were already undone, and the mixture of heat and cold filled the air with white mist. Tang Hao raised his head and breathed heavily in anger.

Why is it always just a little short?

"Because," Han Tao curled his lip, a haughty smile appearing on his face, "you're far from good enough!"

Even though we're so close, it feels like we're worlds apart.

It appeared that Tang Hao's hammer was only millimeters away from their bodies, but in reality, they hadn't even broken through the mental illusion they had created.

Right now, I'm just immersed in an illusion, battling against a false version of myself.
"What should we do?" Yu Xiaogang asked, his face full of worry.

I thought that with Haotian Douluo involved, taking down Han Tao would be a piece of cake.

But they never expected...
The soul power of a titled Douluo can be extinguished, and with their soul skills sealed, they can only defeat their enemies with their physical strength.
A cruel glint flashed in Tang San's eyes: "Simple!"

"The reason why Father can't defeat Han Tao for the time being is because he has two support Soul Masters helping him."

"As long as I kill them, we will surely win this battle!"

On the night of the bright moon over the Twenty-Four Bridges,
The soul tool spun again, flashing with a silver-white peacock, and suddenly leaped into the sky.

(End of this chapter)