Douluo Dragon King: The Blue Silver Divine Tree, The Holy Dragon Devours the Heavens

Upon arriving at the college, Xu Mengqing first took Na'er to her class before entering the classroom herself.

In class, Lin Ximeng explained some basic common sense about the mainland and the basic theories of Soul Masters, and Xu Mengqing listened very attentively. During his free time, he did not play with the other children, but sat in his seat, silently continuing to study the meridian circulation route of the "Devouring Heaven and Spirit Devouring Technique" and the knowledge passed on to him by the Holy Dragon Pearl in his mind.

The long time passed in the blink of an eye, and the school bell rang. Xu Mengqing rushed to the door of the regular classroom as soon as possible. At this time, Na'er was already waiting there obediently with her little schoolbag on her back. As soon as she saw him, she rushed into his arms.

Back home, Meng Ling'er was already busy in the kitchen, the aroma of food filling the entire courtyard. Xu Zhan was in front of the house, moving the flowerpots planted with Blue Silver Grass to other areas. After some tidying, he cleared out a flat open space.

Seeing Xu Mengqing and Na'er return, Xu Zhan said with a smile, "Xiaoqing is back. Your Uncle Zhou will be here soon."

"Okay, Dad."

Not long after, steady footsteps sounded outside the courtyard gate, accompanied by a hearty shout: "Old Xu, I'm here!"

Xu Zhan immediately got up and went out to greet them, with Xu Mengqing following behind. They saw a tall, middle-aged man standing at the door, dressed in a dark blue outfit, with an upright posture.

"Old Zhou, I'm entrusting this child to you!" Xu Zhan said with a smile. Then, he turned to Xu Mengqing and said, "Xiaoqing, quickly call him Uncle Zhou. This is the Uncle Zhou Lie I told you about, who taught you spear techniques. He is a level 46 offensive-type Battle Soul Master with the Martial Soul Blazing Sun Spear."

Xu Mengqing quickly bowed respectfully, saying, "Hello, Uncle Zhou, thank you for your help."

Zhou Lie looked Xu Mengqing up and down. He saw that although Xu was young, he had a steady demeanor and a firm gaze, without a trace of childish impetuosity. Zhou Lie's eyes immediately showed approval. He waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite. Old Xu's son is my nephew. Since I've agreed to teach you, I will definitely teach you everything I know. However, in the art of marksmanship, hardship comes before reward. The foundation is the most important. You'd better be prepared to endure hardship."

"I'm not afraid of hardship, Uncle Zhou, I will definitely learn diligently." Xu Mengqing's tone was firm, her eyes filled with longing for marksmanship.

"Okay—" Zhou Lie laughed heartily.

Zhou Lie led Xu Mengqing to the open space in the center of the courtyard, his expression slightly serious, and his tone becoming more earnest:

"Mengqing, before I teach you marksmanship, Uncle Zhou will check your physical strength first. Don't resist."

Xu Mengqing nodded.

Zhou Lie stepped forward, gently placing his broad hand on Xu Mengqing's shoulder, and slowly channeled a gentle stream of soul power into her body, carefully examining her.

You wouldn't know unless you looked it up, and what you found was shocking.

Xu Mengqing's physical strength is almost comparable to that of an ordinary Soul Master.

A monster, a real monster.

Zhou Lie slowly withdrew his hand, subconsciously swallowed, stared at Xu Mengqing for a long time without speaking, the shock in his eyes lingering. His gaze towards Xu Mengqing completely changed, from initial admiration to deep shock and amazement.

It should be noted that the physical strength of a Soul Master usually increases with level, but for an eleventh-level Soul Master to have a physical body comparable to a Soul Venerable is unheard of. It would not be an exaggeration to call him a monster with extraordinary talent!

Seeing his expression, Xu Zhan asked in confusion, "Old Zhou, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with Xiao Qing's health?"

Zhou Lie finally snapped out of his daze, took a deep breath to suppress the turmoil in his heart, and shook his head at Xu Zhan, his voice trembling slightly: "No, it's just...! His talent is very high!"

I can't exactly say that this kid's physical strength surprised me!

But then again, wasn't it said that this kid's martial soul is Blue Silver Grass?

Are Blue Silver Grass plants all so...unique now?

Xu Zhan was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, then burst into laughter, his eyes filled with pride: "This child has been hardworking since he was a child, and he has never caused us any trouble in his cultivation." He only thought that his son's talent had improved after his martial soul transformation, and he never thought that his physical body was comparable to that of a Soul Master, after all, such a thing was really too unbelievable.

Zhou Lie nodded, then turned his gaze to Xu Mengqing and said, "Mengqing, my father told me about your situation. Could you demonstrate it for me? Your Blue Silver Spear?"

Xu Mengqing nodded in agreement, and then, a blue silver grass with dark gold stripes slowly grew out of the palm of his right hand.

Soon, under Xu Mengqing's control, a slightly rough blue-silver spear woven from blue-silver grass appeared in his hand.

Zhou Lie was slightly taken aback. Although he had learned about the situation from Xu Zhan beforehand, he was still shocked to see this scene in person.

He never imagined that Blue Silver Grass could be used in this way.

Immediately afterward, under Zhou Lie's gaze, a Blue Silver Grass slowly sprouted from Xu Mengqing's palm. Then, a white ten-year spirit ring slowly rose from beneath his feet. The spirit ring flashed, and Xu Mengqing released his first spirit skill—Blue Silver Vajra Transformation. Instantly, the Blue Silver Spear, which had been as hard as wood, became as solid as steel, gleaming with a blue-gold luster, and its weight suddenly increased.

Zhou Lie nodded, then took the blue-silver spear from Xu Mengqing, weighed it in his hand, and said, "Not bad weight." He then returned the spear to Xu Mengqing, "Come with me!"

Xu Mengqing nodded, retracted her martial spirit into her body, and then followed Zhou Lie to the open space that Xu Zhan had cleared.

There was also a weapon rack next to the open space, with several wooden spears leaning against it, which was convenient for teaching.

After Zhou Lie stopped, he looked at Xu Mengqing with a serious expression and said, "Mengqing, the way of spearmanship emphasizes the balance of strength and flexibility, and the ability to control the force. The basic spear posture, footwork, and power generation are of paramount importance. Let me demonstrate the basic spear grip for you first." As he spoke, Zhou Lie picked up a long spear from the side, gripped it firmly with both hands, and the spear seemed to come alive in his hands. His posture was as upright as a pine tree, and his eyes were focused and sharp.

"When gripping the gun, the shaft should fit snugly against the web of your hand, with your index and middle fingers applying slight pressure and your thumb lightly resting. This will ensure good control over the gun," Zhou Lie explained, slowly moving his hands so Xu Mengqing could observe carefully. "Try holding it."

Xu Mengqing stepped forward, picked up a long spear, and gripped it as Zhou Lie had instructed. Zhou Lie stepped forward and gently adjusted Xu Mengqing's hand position, "Make the pressure more even, and feel the fit between the spear and your hand."

After adjusting his grip on the gun, Zhou Lie began explaining the basic footwork. "The footwork for marksmanship should be flexible and varied, allowing for both offense and defense." As he spoke, he demonstrated with steady steps, sometimes moving forward, sometimes backward, and sometimes shifting to the side, each step firm and powerful.

Xu Mengqing watched Zhou Lie's demonstration intently, trying to memorize every movement. Then, he began to imitate Zhou Lie's steps, moving step by step. At first, his steps were a little stiff, and his movements weren't smooth enough, but he didn't get discouraged and kept practicing repeatedly.

Zhou Lie patiently guided her from the side, "Take light steps, land steadily, and pay attention to the transfer of your body's center of gravity." Under Zhou Lie's guidance, Xu Mengqing's steps gradually became more agile, and her movements became more and more natural.

Next, Zhou Lie began to teach Xu Mengqing the techniques of generating power. "The power of spearmanship should start from the feet, be transmitted through the legs and waist to the arms, and finally be applied to the spear tip." As he spoke, Zhou Lie picked up the spear and thrust it forward with a fierce momentum, as if the spear tip was about to pierce through the air.

Xu Mengqing tried to exert force according to Zhou Lie's instructions. At first, his power was not transferred well, and the force at the tip of the spear was insufficient. Zhou Lie stepped forward and helped him adjust his posture, "Pay attention to the rotation of your waist, concentrate your power."

Xu Mengqing tried again, and this time, he clearly felt that the power was transferred to the tip of the spear better, and the speed and force of the spear tip thrusting out were significantly improved.

"Not bad, you've improved." Zhou Lie nodded approvingly. "Learning marksmanship is a long-term process that requires constant practice and comprehension. From now on, practice repeatedly using the methods I've taught you."

Xu Mengqing nodded firmly and began practicing his grip on the gun, his footwork, and his power generation on the open ground. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on him, illuminating his focused and resolute face.

Meanwhile, Na'er, Meng Ling'er, and Xu Zhan quietly watched Xu Mengqing practice again and again.