Douluo Continent: Invincible Physical Body, I Became a God with a Mortal Form

Crunch!

The gates of the Martial Soul Awakening Hall slowly opened, and the villagers waiting outside began to gather around curiously.

Jerry, the village chief of Dihun Village, immediately stepped forward and asked Su Yuntao curiously.

"Lord Su Yuntao, have any children in our village awakened their soul power this year?"

Su Yuntao smiled and pointed to the burly child in the crowd, replying, "Village Chief Jerry, one of your village's children awakened his soul power this year; it's that child named Wang Shuo."

Upon hearing Wang Shuo's name, Village Chief Jerry jumped up excitedly, and the wrinkles on his face lessened considerably.

"Xiao Shuo! I knew I was right about you, you've really made Grandpa proud!"

Village Chief Jerry burst into laughter, ran to Wang Shuo, and hugged him tightly.

"Grandpa Village Chief, I can't breathe!"

Wang Shuo was almost breathless from the hug from village chief Jerry and could only whisper a reminder to him.

"Hahaha, you little rascal, you really made me proud!"

Village Chief Jerry then released Wang Shuo, patted him on the shoulder, and laughed heartily.

Su Yuntao didn't linger and continued walking towards the next village with his luggage, complaining as he went:

"This year has been really unlucky. Two kids have awakened useless martial souls. One has level five soul power, which is already enviable, and the other has innate full soul power!"

Su Yuntao's lonely figure disappeared at the edge of the village, and the child he mentioned with innate full soul power was naturally Tang San.

After the news of Wang Shuo's awakening of soul power spread in Emperor Soul Village, all those who had mocked him fell silent.

Village chief Jerry even hosted a banquet, inviting the entire village to attend.

After the banquet, Wang Shuo returned to his small house alone.

This was the only inheritance his parents left him. When he was three years old, his parents went up the mountain to dig for medicinal herbs and were attacked by a spirit beast, and both of them died.

He became an orphan, but fortunately the villagers of Dihun Village were kind and often helped him, which prevented him from starving to death.

So Wang Shuo didn't really care about the villagers' ridicule; he cared a lot about the village.

bump bump!

A knock sounded at the door, accompanied by Village Chief Jerry's mumbled voice: "Xiao Shuo! Open the door quickly!"

When Wang Shuo opened the door, he saw that the village chief, Jerry, was drunk and his face was flushed; he had obviously drunk too much.

"Grandpa Village Chief, you've had too much to drink. Let me help you back to rest."

Wang Shuo quickly helped the village chief, Jerry, to his home.

At this moment, village chief Jerry took out a certificate and a bag of money from his pocket and handed them to Wang Shuo without hesitation.

"Xiao Shuo, this is your work-study student certificate from our village, and this bag of money is all tuition money raised by the villagers for you," explained Village Chief Jerry.

Wang Shuo held the heavy money bag, his eyes welling up with tears. He didn't know how to thank these kind-hearted villagers.

"Xiao Shuo, I've seen all your hard work. You're the pride of our village, and we all hope you can become a great Soul Master!"

Village Chief Jerry spoke earnestly, then turned and swayed toward the center of the banquet.

Watching the village chief leave, Wang Shuo made up his mind to become a great Soul Master.

The next morning.

Wang Shuo gets up early to start training. His daily routine includes long-distance running, followed by strength exercises such as push-ups and squats.

Since awakening his original martial soul, his body has become stronger in every aspect.

Strength, speed, endurance, mental strength, and so on have all been enhanced.

Wang Shuo completed his training goal for the day and found that he wasn't tired at all, which made him start to plan to increase the intensity of his training.

With three months until Notting Academy starts, he wants to become stronger in those three months to prepare for what's to come.

Wang Shuo doesn't know whether Tang San has awakened his martial soul, nor does he know what kind of person he is, so he doesn't want to have too much contact with Tang San.

This wasn't out of fear of Tang San, but rather a matter of "I won't offend others unless they offend me."

After resting for a while, Wang Shuo took out the soul power cultivation technique given to him by Su Yuntao. This technique was uniformly distributed by the Spirit Hall to commoner soul masters.

At the beginning of his cultivation, his soul power was very blocked in his meridians. After gradually adapting and becoming more proficient, Wang Shuo finally felt that his soul power had increased slightly.

Moreover, he discovered during his cultivation that when tempering his physical body, his body would automatically absorb and store a portion of the soul power.

Then, Wang Shuo was able to absorb the soul power quickly through cultivation, and the speed of soul power cultivation increased.

"Is this my true martial soul talent? If so, then I'm confident I can catch up with you geniuses!"

Wang Shuo's eyes were firm, and a confident smile appeared on his youthful face.

He was going to begin grueling training over the next three months, fully developing the abilities of his physical body and martial spirit.

Thus, a tireless boy always appeared on the rocky slope of the mountain peak of Emperor Soul Village.

There were no meditation arrays for Soul Masters to cultivate here, no spiritual herbs to aid cultivation, and not even a flat piece of ground to be found, but none of this affected his cultivation.

Wang Shuo began his relentless training, pushing himself to the limit every single day.

Weighted squats, push-ups, boulder sprints, cliff climbing...

He repeated all the most basic and physically demanding movements over and over again, without any techniques or shortcuts, only with an almost self-torturing persistence.

However, his physical spirit quietly improved through the daily tempering of his flesh and blood.

There are no miracles, no opportunities, only the body constantly transforming in pain.

His soul power gradually seeped into his flesh, bones, meridians, and body, becoming one with his body. Each body refinement was a simultaneous tempering of his soul power and physical body.

Day after day, three months passed in the blink of an eye.

Today is the first day of school at Notting College. Wang Shuo got up early, packed his luggage, and the village chief Jerry was already waiting outside with his oxcart.

"Xiao Shuo, don't worry about not having enough money when you enter the academy. Our Di Hun Village is relatively wealthy. Just tell me if you run out of money."

Village Chief Jerry looked very proud; they were the richest village in the area, far superior to any Holy Soul Village.

Sitting on the oxcart, Wang Shuo said somewhat embarrassedly, "Grandpa Village Chief, you still have a lot of money for me. My parents also left me some money, which is enough for me to eat and wear."

Since the last time Village Chief Jerry gave him a bag of money containing dozens of silver soul coins, and the village chief secretly slipped him three gold soul coins.

With his parents having left him more than ten Silver Soul Coins, he is now a very wealthy student.

Although high-intensity training requires a lot of food to replenish, Wang Shuo calculated that this amount of money should be enough to support him until he obtains his first soul ring.

When he registers as a Soul Master, he will be able to receive subsidies from the Spirit Hall, and at that time he will also need to prepare to leave Notting Academy for a higher-level academy.

Several hours later, Wang Shuo spotted a not-so-prosperous town in the distance.

"Notting City, we've arrived!"