Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 281 Answer me!
Chen Ping didn't hear Electrolux's words clearly; he was simply shocked by one thing.

How can my own system be seen by others? Is that right?
He always believed that his system was truly only visible to himself.

But judging from Electrolux's reaction just now, his own system seems to be similar to Electrolux's, both being spiritual entities existing in his own sea of ​​consciousness.

Does that mean I have to explain the system in my Sea of ​​Spirit to Electrolux? How the hell am I supposed to explain that?

Chen Ping was a bit overwhelmed; this system was not what he had expected.

Although, strictly speaking, Electrolux, who drifted from the Holy Demon Continent to the Douluo Continent, should also be considered a transmigrator.

Even so, it's still really strange to introduce your system to others!
Chen Ping put away his martial soul and the Ice Jade Scorpion Soul Bone, organized his thoughts, and decided that no matter what, he should first formally introduce himself to Electrolux.

"I was surrounded and attacked by those two evil soul masters before. I was able to escape with my life thanks to your righteous help, senior. I thank you here."

Chen Ping looked at Electrolux and said seriously, "Senior previously referred to himself as the Calamity of the Undead, the Holy God of the Necromancer Electrolux. May I call you Elder Electrolux from now on?"

Upon hearing Chen Ping's voice, Electrolux briefly recalled how he had helped Chen Ping instantly defeat an evil spirit master during his last awakening, and then nodded slightly.

"Hehe, why not? It's just a name, no need to be so formal."

"Speaking of which, I should actually thank you. If you hadn't insisted on nourishing yourself with the power of the Gold of Life after each training session, while also channeling the power of life into my fragments of divine consciousness, I wouldn't have been able to wake up so quickly."

"I am now just a remnant soul, and I have lost most of my memories during the process of traveling through space. I will need your help to restore my vitality."

Electrolux's voice was calm, showing none of the ruthless person he once was who single-handedly beat up an entire continent. The passage of time had made Electrolux much more peaceful.

Just as Chen Ping was about to say something more, he suddenly felt a strange sense of being watched, and subconsciously looked towards the window.

The person made no attempt to conceal themselves, hovering right outside the hotel room window, which is why Chen Ping was able to sense their presence instantly.

No, who is this person?

With a flash, another person appeared in front of Chen Ping.

The man who arrived was an old man, of medium height and thin, but he was in good spirits.

The old man appeared to be in his sixties, with short, dark brown hair. His eyes were very bright, and his gaze fell directly on Chen Ping.

An invisible pressure suddenly made Chen Ping feel like he couldn't breathe.

The old man didn't answer. He raised his right hand, and Chen Ping felt his vision darken. The surrounding light instantly dimmed.

A terrifying soul force that made him feel suffocated instantly enveloped the entire room.

Chen Ping's blood and qi surged within him, protecting his body, which barely allowed him to push away the soul power pressing down on him, reducing the pressure on him by about 70-80%.

In just a few seconds, Chen Ping vaguely guessed who the person was.

Despite the pressure, Chen Ping calmly picked up the teapot in the room and poured himself a cup of tea before turning to look at the old man in front of him.

"Old man, you're really something, barging into my Shrek Academy's student dormitory in the middle of the night—are you tired of living?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Chen Ping issued a death threat to the old man in front of him, showing no mercy whatsoever.

The old man's eyes flickered slightly upon seeing this, revealing a hint of surprise. Clearly, he had no idea how Chen Ping had broken free from his soul power's oppression, but this only further confirmed his suspicions.

"Hmph, I am Cheng Gang, the Mighty Douluo. You think you can fool me with Shrek Academy? Your methods are still a bit naive."

Cheng Gang's piercing gaze fell directly on Chen Ping's face, and he said calmly, "I noticed you back when you participated in the first All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Competition."

"At first, I thought Shrek Academy had a young prodigy at the Soul Saint level. After all, without the cultivation of a Soul Saint, it would be impossible to unleash such terrifying destructive power with pure physical strength."

"But in the competition a few days ago, you revealed your cultivation level again—level 33, a Soul Master with one yellow, one purple, and one black Soul Ring configuration, hmph ...

As Cheng Gang finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something and chuckled, appearing quite pleased with himself, his face full of greed.

"How could a three-ring Soul Master possess such terrifying strength?!"

"He only needed three rings to successfully absorb a ten-thousand-year soul ring, something that no one in the entire Douluo Continent has ever been able to do before."

"From that time on, I suspected that you were a 100,000-year-old soul beast who had transformed into a human."

"After all, when a soul beast transforms into a human, it can condense a soul ring on its own. Only in this way could you have such an unprecedented third soul ring of ten thousand years."

"My martial soul possesses the most acute spiritual sense. I was originally wondering what kind of soul beast you were when you transformed into a human to possess such terrifying brute strength."

"But the terrifyingly cold aura you emitted while cultivating just now has already told me everything!"

"It seems you are not only a 100,000-year-old soul beast, but you may even be the Ice Snow Maiden from the Ten Great Ferocious Beasts, or the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion who has transformed?"

"If that weren't the case, how could you, with your cultivation at only the third ring, have so easily broken free from my soul power pressure and poured tea so freely?"

"Fine, no matter which ferocious beast you are, this gain is enough for me to exchange for a whole set of super soul bones, hahahahahaha."

Cheng Gang laughed wildly, clearly extremely satisfied with his guess.

"Stupid."

Chen Ping spoke calmly, his voice low but decisive, like an unexpected slap to Cheng Gang's face.

"You, what did you say?"

Cheng Gang never expected that Chen Ping would still dare to curse him even when he was about to die.

"I said you're an idiot."

"The martial soul I used when I fought was a weapon martial soul, are you blind?"

"You say I'm a 100,000-year-old soul beast or even a ferocious beast in human form? Very well, then let me ask you, what kind of soul beast, after in human form, has a weapon-type martial soul instead of a beast-type martial soul? Answer me!"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Gang immediately sensed something was wrong and subconsciously swallowed.

Yes, yes, Chen Ping's martial soul is clearly a stick. A 100,000-year-old soul beast transformed into a human, his martial soul should be his own origin.

(End of this chapter)