Douluo: No one but me can become a god.

Does this mean we'll have to unleash our ultimate move every time we encounter a weaker opponent? Isn't that overkill?

Not only is it unable to quickly eliminate opponents, but casting spells is also troublesome. The Tree World Descent is more suitable for large-scale operations. In short, it has too few methods.

It would also waste unnecessary soul power. Although I have a lot of soul power now, I can't just waste it!

It seems I need to try developing some original soul skills. This will improve my abilities in all aspects and help me eliminate any weaknesses. At this moment, Sikong Zheng had many ideas he wanted to realize.

Sikong Zheng became more and more excited as he thought about it, and the more feasible it seemed. After all, there were many examples of Wood Release techniques to refer to. He couldn't wait to return to the academy and try out his idea.

Their steps became lighter and lighter, and before they knew it, they were running.

Before long, Sikong Zheng saw the dilapidated gate with the words "Shrek" written crookedly on it. Just as he was about to enter, a fat figure walked towards him.

"Hey, Fatty? Where are you going?" Sikong Zheng looked at Ma Hongjun, who was about to go out at night, and called out to stop him.

"Hey, it's Brother Zheng! You're back," Ma Hongjun said, looking up after hearing the voice.

"My old habit has resurfaced. Didn't I tell you a few days ago? I've started dating someone in the next village," he said helplessly.

"Haha, alright then," Sikong Zheng laughed heartily and patted Ma Hongjun on the shoulder after hearing this.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Ma Hongjun rushed impatiently toward the neighboring village. Seeing Ma Hongjun limping and in a great hurry, Sikong Zheng shook his head and chuckled, then turned and returned to his dormitory.

On the way back to the dorm, I ran into Oscar again.

"Xiao Zheng, you're back. Did you see Fatty? I just saw him, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye," Oscar said, putting his hand on Sikong Zheng's back in confusion.

"You mean Fatty? I just ran into him at the academy gate," Sikong Zheng said with a faint smile, still finding it amusing as he recalled Ma Hongjun's impatient manner.

"Huh!?" Oscar was speechless. At this rate, the fat guy would do it several times a day, and there was no way to stop him. He could only feel deep sympathy for the fat guy's girlfriend.

"That's too brutal," Sikong Zheng cursed inwardly. "He's not human! Have some decency!" Fatty.

"Yes! This is because the fat man's martial soul mutation was not complete enough, leaving this unavoidable defect. Even the Dean is powerless to fix it. He can only continue to cultivate by periodically releasing his internal energy. We can't just stop the fat man from cultivating, can we?"

Oscar shook his head helplessly.

"By the way, where's Mu Bai? I haven't seen him. Where did he go?" Sikong Zheng still had some guesses about Dai Mu Bai's whereabouts.

"Oh, you mean Mu Bai! I haven't seen him much all day. Hehe, he said he made plans with someone again and went out to enjoy some romance."

Oscar, the sausage vendor, grinned lewdly.

As expected, "Sigh, it seems like it'll just be the two of us in the dorm tonight," Sikong Zheng sighed, shaking his head.

"Sigh, who can argue with that? It's so hard to even see them," Oscar said with a wry smile.

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That night, Sikong Zheng climbed onto the roof of the dormitory, sat cross-legged, summoned the Divine Tree Martial Soul, and stared blankly at the Martial Soul on his right hand.

I've been in the Douluo world for a few years now, and my soul skill awakening is gradually getting on track.

It's time to develop some Wood Release Soul Techniques. He can refer to the Wood Release techniques in Naruto, such as Wooden Wall and Wooden Hammer.

However, developing these soul skills now would cause too much of a stir, so we'll try again tomorrow.

The giant tree created by Wood Release is extremely hard, comparable to steel, and even fire and lightning cannot destroy it, which shows how hard it is.

Sikong Zheng's idea was to see if he could apply the hardness of Wood Release to himself, as if he were wearing a thin layer of Wood Release clothing, or a layer of Wood Release keratin armor, which would greatly enhance both his attack and defense.

Sikong Zheng once saw a match in the Soul Arena where a rhinoceros soul master, after possessing a martial soul, used a soul skill to coat himself with a rhinoceros keratin layer.

Its defenses were greatly enhanced, its strength doubled, and its momentum surged, which made Sikong Zheng extremely envious, and that's when he had this idea.

Huff, Sikong Zheng took a deep breath and stared at his left hand. He wasn't confident he could succeed on the first try, so he decided to start with his left hand to see if he could apply the Wood Release horn to himself.

Sikong Zheng activated his soul power, but this time he did not summon the giant tree from the ground. Instead, he used it on his left hand, holding the divine tree with his right hand and concentrating his soul power into his left palm.

Instantly, a small sprout appeared on the palm of his left hand.

"Ah, this," Sikong Zheng said speechlessly as the sapling stopped activating its soul power, and the sapling immediately stopped growing.

Sikong Zheng's goal was to coat his skin with a thin, hard layer of wood magic, not to transform himself into a tree, so his current situation was clearly a failure.

However, Sikong Zheng did not give up. It was only his first attempt, and failure was normal. Failure is the mother of success. Only by summarizing the lessons learned from failure can one achieve success.

Sikong Zheng activated his soul power again, but he was not as impatient as before. This time, he carefully used a small amount of soul power and applied it to the tip of his index finger. With a soft pop, a branch slowly emerged from the tip of his finger.

If you fail, try again...

Seeing a small leaf sprout from his fingertip, Sikong Zheng covered his face, feeling a headache coming on.

He failed again and collapsed helplessly on the roof.

Sigh, looking at the leaf on my finger, I smiled bitterly and picked it off. I had done this wrong, and I had to finish it even with tears in my eyes.

He sat cross-legged again and slowly channeled his soul power into his fingers...

Finally, as night faded and dawn broke, Sikong Zheng, who had experienced countless failures, stared blankly at the fingerprint on his left index finger.

He excitedly covered his mouth, examined the small patch of bluish-green wood layer that was almost invisible unless he looked closely, and then burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha, I did it! I did it! This is a good start."

Sikong Zheng's eyes were filled with undisguised excitement, showing no signs of fatigue from staying up all night, but rather an unusual level of exhilaration.

"Xiao Zheng, what are you doing? Why are you sitting on the roof grinning like an idiot so early in the morning instead of sleeping?"

Oscar pushed open the dormitory door and looked in surprise at Sikong Zheng, who was sitting on the roof laughing loudly, disturbing his sweet dream.

Sikong Zheng scratched the back of his head and laughed awkwardly:

"Ahem, sorry, I just thought of something happy. You can go back to sleep."

Watching Oscar walk back to his dorm, I calmed down from my excitement.

Sikong Zheng then turned his gaze back to his left hand, or more precisely, to a small patch of bluish keratin on his left index finger.

Looking at the blue color before him, his heart, which had just calmed down, couldn't help but flutter again. Fortunately, Sikong Zheng held back and took a deep breath.

Slowly closing his eyes, he sat cross-legged again, guiding his soul power to his index finger, like a gentle stream flowing slowly forward. Sikong Zheng firmly remembered the feeling at this moment.

Without even opening his eyes, Sikong Zheng could feel the blue wood slowly spreading and climbing up his entire palm.

After a long while, Sikong Zheng opened his eyes and repeatedly admired his entire left palm, which resembled a work of art.

At this moment, the entire palm turned into a bluish-green wood, and when you gently stroked it with your right hand, you could feel a rustling texture.

"It's done! Hard work pays off!" Sikong Zheng exclaimed, having spent an entire night on it and finally succeeded.

However, it took almost half an hour to cover his palm. The assimilation speed of Wood Release is too slow at the moment, so it cannot be used for combat.

After all, in a battle, no one will wait for you to be ready. By the time you're ready, it'll be too late.

Sikong Zheng's goal is to achieve full-body coverage instantly. Except for areas that cannot be covered, such as the eyes and nostrils, other areas must be covered precisely, both quickly and accurately. This requires time to gradually master.

Everything is difficult at the beginning. Once you get through the hardest part, all you need to do is improve it.

Sikong Zheng wasn't in a hurry; he had plenty of time.

Hmm, what should I name this self-created soul skill? Wooden Armor? That doesn't sound good. Let's call it Wood Release: Wood Transformation, which is both simple and clear.

The petrification technique consumes little soul power and is extremely practical. I estimate it will become a powerful tool for me in the future. I must persist in cultivating the petrification technique every night and not slack off.

As for now, let's try other self-created soul skills first. Other soul skills have precedents to follow, so they should be easier to try.

Sikong Zheng ran all the way out of Shrek Academy, intending to find a relatively remote place to try out his soul skills.