Simultaneous Transmigration: From Douluo Continent to the Pinnacle

Chapter 41 Strengthening the Foundation

The late spring breeze, carrying the scent of fresh grass from the Tian Dou Royal Academy's training ground, swept past the rustling willows along the edge of the field and also dispersed the thin layer of sweat on the foreheads of the young men after their morning practice.

Time flies like an arrow; in the blink of an eye, half a year has passed quietly in the daily practice of swordsmanship, meditation, and sparring.

For the past six months, the Royal Fighting Team's training ground has always been filled with a tense and "coiled" atmosphere, all because seven-year-old Lin Yao is like an energetic "fish".

Every day before dawn, he would wield the Star Sword and slash across the field. When meditating, the fluctuations of his soul power were as steady as a child's.

Seeing his enthusiasm, and recalling the pride they had felt because of their "genius" title, the other members of the team felt their faces burning.

Yu Tianheng suppressed his usual arrogance, and his Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Martial Soul often appeared faintly in his palm. Every punch he threw carried a sharp sound as it cut through the air.

Dugu Yan's Azure Scale Serpent Soul Power condensed at her fingertips, her eyes focused intently on the moving target in the arena. Even the most conservative brothers, Shi Mo and Shi Mo, no longer just defended without attacking; when their Xuanwu Turtle Martial Soul was unleashed, the patterns on their tortoise shells were brighter than usual.

In this atmosphere, no one dared to slack off, and everyone's strength took a big step forward without them even realizing it.

Lin Yao was just seven years old at this time, and his figure had grown a little taller than half a year ago. Wearing the academy's uniform, he stood under the shade of the trees in the training ground, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the hilt of the Star Sword Martial Soul.

In the past six months, instead of pursuing a rapid increase in soul power, he focused on two things.

First, to allow the restless soul power within the body to gradually settle down; second, to digest the knowledge that flowed from "oneself" in all the heavens and myriad worlds.

Previously, his soul power had increased too quickly. Although he was not as weak as the evil soul master, it still made him feel uneasy. Now, he spends two hours every day meditating and feeling his soul power slowly flowing through his meridians and becoming more and more powerful. Only then can he feel a little at ease.

As for that complex knowledge, some of it is hidden deep in the mind, like dusty ancient books, and needs to be sorted out slowly.

Some need to integrate the cultivation path of a Soul Master into their daily life little by little.

In addition, Lin Yao's soul power only increased by four levels in the past six months because he was unable to connect with other worlds. Although it was not as "terrifying" as before, it was still very solid.

This steady progress drew admiration from Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and others.

Every month when Chen Xin came to test Lin Yao's strength, he would stroke his beard, his gaze falling on the soul power flowing around him, his eyes full of approval.

His soul power is solid and his foundation is firm, making him much stronger than those little guys who only know how to be fast.

Lin Yao's high-efficiency improvement was thanks to the external soul bone of the Lava Demon Bear.

Although Lin Yao didn't know how the Lava Demon Bear had condensed the spiritual soul bone, he knew he had gotten a great deal.

Since fusing with this soul bone, he has superimposed the spiritual power of several worlds' "selves," finally having a smooth channel for operation, and his memory and comprehension have also improved accordingly.

During class, he could remember the Soul Master theory the teacher taught. When practicing, he could grasp the essence of a new sword move after only one demonstration.

With this soul bone, coupled with the ability to connect with "himself" in all the worlds, Lin Yao seemed to have inexhaustible energy.

He often practiced in the martial arts arena until the moon was high in the sky, and when the sword light pierced the night, even the stars seemed to twinkle for him.

His "desperate" effort really scared the rest of the team.

Ning Rongrong held the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, watching Lin Yao's figure wielding his sword, her little face full of stubborn defiance.

She used to be a bit spoiled, but now she completes meditation and auxiliary exercises every day without fail.

Yu Tianheng was even more determined. When he unleashed his Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Martial Soul, the purple lightning was even brighter than usual. He was determined to catch up with Lin Yao and make up for the gap he had been overtaken by.

In this atmosphere, the progress of each member of the Royal Fighting Team is clearly visible.

The future of everyone is much brighter than it was in the original story, which depicts them as "pathetic".

Meanwhile, in order to help the members of the Royal Fighting Team better understand their own strength, a member of the teaching committee would come every month to test their soul power level.

In their training grounds, their newly updated strength levels are displayed.

Yu Tianheng, 12 years old, Beast Martial Soul Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus, Power Attack Type, Level 27.

Standing in the center of the training ground, Yu Tianheng clenched his fist, looking at the lightning crackling on his martial spirit, his brows furrowed slightly.

Although he had made considerable progress, the thought that Lin Yao, who was five years younger than him, was already at level 29 filled him with a sense of urgency.

Dugu Yan, 12 years old, Beast Martial Soul: Azure Scale Serpent, Control Type, Level 26.

A faint emerald-green soul power swirled around her fingertips as she practiced serpentine coiling movements in front of the target, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.

The past six months of practice have made her control more than twice as precise.

The Stone Mill and Stone Graphite brothers are 12 years old. Their Beast Martial Soul is the Xuanwu Turtle, a defensive type, and both are level 26.

The two stood side by side, simultaneously unleashing their martial spirits.

The heavy tortoise shells were stacked together, blocking out even the sunlight. The two brothers looked at each other, their eyes filled with unspoken understanding.

Oslo, 12 years old, Beast Soul: Ghost Leopard, Agility-based, Level 25.

He moved through the training ground like a ghost, his footsteps silent. When he stopped, his forehead was covered in sweat, but his eyes were even sharper.

Yu Feng, 12 years old, Beast Soul Wind Chime Bird, Agility-Attack Type, Level 25.

His martial spirit unfolded, and small bird wings sprouted from his back. When he took to the air, he created a crisp sound like wind chimes. His movements were several times more agile than they had been six months ago.

Ye Lengleng, 11 years old, weapon spirit Nine Heart Begonia, healing type, level 24.

Holding a crabapple branch, she gathered gentle soul power at her fingertips as she healed a classmate who had sprained their ankle during practice, her face showing a tender and focused expression.

Ning Rongrong, 7 years old, weapon spirit Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, auxiliary type, level 18.

She held up the small glass pagoda, empowering Lin Yao beside her with her soul power, her little face full of pride.

She was promoted three levels in six months, a result of countless days and nights of hard work.

—Lin Yao, 7 years old, weapon spirit Star Sword, strong attack type, level 29.

He had just finished a round of sword practice.

As he sheathed his sword, the starlight on the blade slowly dissipated, and beads of sweat slid down his cheeks, but he paid no attention.

He simply gazed at the distant sky, his eyes filled with composure. He had taken each of the 29 levels with unwavering determination.

Apart from Lin Yao and Ning Rongrong, the other members of the team, though slightly less talented than the Shrek Seven Devils, have long since escaped the predicament of being "a genius in name but mediocre in reality" as described in the original work.

It should be noted that during their first battle of souls in the original story, these top geniuses of the Heaven Dou Empire were several years older than their opponents, yet their soul power did not show any difference, making them seem like "pseudo-geniuses".

Their current progress has given them back some of the confidence that makes them geniuses.

What's even more noteworthy is that the Royal Fighting Team's current strength is something that even some Soul Master-level teams have to be wary of.

Occasionally, they would be pulled in to serve as sparring partners for the first team of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy.

After all, the All-Continent Elite Soul Master Tournament is in two years, held every five years, and the last one was three years ago.

Although they and Tang San and others were too young to participate in this year's competition, and the real stage would have to wait until seven years later, it was still good to get used to high-level competition in advance.

However, when the topic of the academy's first team comes up, Lin Yao can't help but shake his head.

He had watched a team train once. There were three low-level Soul Masters and four high-level Soul Venerables. Their Soul Power levels looked impressive, but their actual combat ability was terrible.

The team members always had a hint of complacency on their faces, and they were perfunctory in their daily training, relying entirely on family resources to improve their soul power.

During a sparring match, a Soul Master, relying on his higher level, underestimated Lin Yao. As a result, Lin Yao relentlessly pursued him with his exquisite swordsmanship and eventually kicked him off the stage in a sorry state.

Lin Yao stood on the arena, holding the Star Sword, and knew very well what was going on.

True strength is tested by comprehensive ability, not by superficial appearances built on rank.

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