Douluo: The Peerless Dragon Shakes the Universe.

Chapter 87 The Theory of Martial Soul Evolution

Du Weilin was in a real bind.

Finally, he sighed deeply and said he would only think about it.

He then had Wang Yan take Jiang Shuo and leave the office first.

It seems impossible to get the boy to apologize, so we need to find a way to appease Fan Yu.

Jiang Shuo walked out of the dean's office with a blank expression.

Wang Yan followed behind him, sighing repeatedly.

However, Zhou Yi did overstep his bounds. Although he was the head teacher, he repeatedly bypassed him in his actions.

So I wasn't too angry.

After walking a silent road.

As if remembering something, Wang Yan walked in front of the boy and turned around to say:

"This matter is over. Now, could you do me a favor?"

Jiang Shuo continued walking towards Poseidon Island without stopping. "No."

Wang Yan choked, not expecting to be rejected so decisively.

"I have one nomination slot."

"I know you're very capable to be able to directly participate in this year's Pan-Continental Soul Master Academy Tournament, but I'm sure you'd also be interested in such a grand event, right?"

Jiang Shuo paused slightly, turned around, and looked at the middle-aged male teacher with a blank expression.

Wang Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly followed.

"As you know, I am a research-oriented scholar-soul master."

"The aura you subtly displayed in the classroom just now seemed to possess more than one attribute. How did you manage that?"

"I remember that even the most powerful Taixu Xuanlong in this world only has two attributes."

"May I see your martial soul... Don't worry, it's just the surface. You don't need to reveal the deeper secrets."

Jiang Shuo's eyebrows twitched as he looked the middle-aged man, who was hailed as a "contemporary master," up and down, his face full of anticipation.

Curious, he asked, "Why should I help you?"

"Martial Soul is everyone's secret, you couldn't possibly not know that, could you?"

Wang Yan smiled slightly and said, "When it comes to the research on martial spirits, I dare say that no one in this era can surpass me."

"If we cooperate, we might be able to help your martial spirit advance even further."

After saying that, he looked at the black-haired boy in front of him with sparkling eyes.

Jiang Shuo frowned slightly. His spear-wielding spirit had never appeared before, and neither the sect nor he himself knew much about it.

Revealing some information about the Silver Spear and then urging this renowned scholar to research martial souls for him seems feasible.

Theory and practice complement each other, and indeed, we can go further.

"Teacher Wang, cooperation is possible, but you must keep it confidential. All research materials related to my martial spirit must be approved by me before they can be published."

Wang Yan was overjoyed.

"Sure, sure. I only enjoy the research process. As for whether the results are published, and how they are published, it's up to you."

With that, Wang Yan excitedly led the black-haired youth toward his office.

Wang Yan's office is located in a secluded courtyard of the Martial Soul Academy.

It's far from the teaching buildings and dormitories, but very close to the library.

The courtyard walls are covered with green vines, and a circle of bamboo is planted around them.

It has a quiet and profound feel to it.

Wang Yan personally brewed two cups of tea, and he and the boy sat comfortably on the soft sofa.

Jiang Shuo rubbed his temples with his fingertips, somewhat influenced by the scholarly research atmosphere here.

Many people in this era study soul tools, and many can use martial souls, but very few are willing to give up their future to study martial souls.

Wang Yan, a Soul King, is willing to delve into the study of martial souls and has even made a name for himself; he must have something to offer.

"Jiang, may I ask what your mother's martial spirit is?"

After settling down, Wang Yan decided to first inquire about the source.

"The Soul-Shattering Spear," Jiang Shuo replied.

Wang Yan's brow twitched.

"Your mother's martial soul is good, but it's still somewhat inferior to the Taixu Xuanlong. Why did your martial soul ultimately become a spear?"

Jiang Shuo rolled his eyes. "How would I know? If I were the Taixu Xuanlong, I wouldn't have come to Shrek Academy."

Wang Yan nodded, lowered his head and fell into thought, muttering words to himself.

"Among the bloodlines of the dragon race, the Golden and Silver Dragon Kings are undoubtedly the most prestigious."

"The Taixu Xuanlong possesses elemental power, thus belonging to the Silver Dragon King lineage, but its lightning and spatial attributes are not at their peak..."

"Can you unleash your silver spear and let me see it?" Wang Yan turned his head and asked.

Without wasting words, Jiang Shuo casually made a move, and a six-foot-long silver spear with dragon patterns appeared in his hand amidst a flash of silver light.

The moment the silver spear was drawn, its sharp, gleaming tip lowered the temperature in the room by several degrees.

Wang Yanshen exhaled and pulled out a magnifying glass from somewhere, carefully studying the patterns on the spear.

Jiang Shuo didn't stop him; in fact, he was somewhat hoping that the scholar could figure something out.

The more Wang Yan looked, the paler his face became.

It was impacted by the various elements contained within the gun barrel.

"These dragon patterns, do they represent different attributes?"

I'm currently reading the error-free version! This is the first time I've published this novel.

"They all look like elemental dragons, but some are deep and some are shallow, which means that the elemental power of your Silver Spear also varies in strength."

"Your first soul skill should be very strong, your second soul skill should be gentler and related to healing? Your third soul skill is also good, and your fourth soul skill..."

At this point, Wang Yan stopped speaking, his eyes widened, and his lips trembled slightly.

Jiang Shuo was somewhat surprised. Could you tell just by looking at the gun?

He hasn't mentioned a single soul skill yet.

"Teacher Wang, you..."

He tried to speak, but was stopped by Wang Yan, who was in a daze.

"It's too perfect... unbelievably perfect. It's simply an excellent container..."

"The Soul-Shattering Spear is a weapon spirit; the spear itself has no sentience, but the dragon does. Perhaps... it's suitable to become a vessel for it..."

Wang Yan's eyes gleamed brightly.

The theory of martial spirit evolution has been proven to be feasible.

Then this silver spear with dragon patterns in front of me must also be able to do so!

It has reached such an extreme that it has no limits.

If one could combine the seven ultimate attributes of water, fire, wind, earth, space, light, and darkness into one being...

Wang Yan shivered violently, and his face gradually turned red.

Just thinking about it made him feel like he was floating on clouds, but the further away it was, the more worthwhile it was to do!

Ten thousand years ago, Master Yu Xiaogang was able to cultivate seven gods. If he could do that too…

Moreover, this young man's starting point is far superior to that of the seven people from ten thousand years ago.

If we succeed in the future, all seven attributes will converge...

Wang Yan dared not think about it anymore; he was afraid he would faint from excitement.

We have a goal, but the path forward is still completely blank.

Everyone knows the seven elemental forces of water, fire, wind, earth, space, light, and darkness. If any one of them reaches its extreme, one will be invincible. How difficult it is to combine all seven elements into one! Wang Yan smiled bitterly again.

"Jiang, I need some time. Your martial spirit origin... is more profound than I believe."

Wang Yan looked up at the fervent eyes behind his glasses, a bitter smile appearing on his face.

Jiang Shuo nodded, there was no rush.

"Alright, Professor Wang, take your time studying it. I'll be going now."

Wang Yan grunted in acknowledgment, saw the boy out of the courtyard gate, and then hurriedly grabbed a notebook and headed straight for the outer courtyard library.

Jiang Shuo left comfortably, and Wang Yan was practically being driven around like a donkey by him.

All he gave up was a little bit of martial soul information.

The day his martial spirit awakened, he knew this gun was extraordinary. Now that a renowned scholar was willing to study it for him, why not?

They returned to the inner courtyard.

Time flies, and another month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Shuo never saw Wang Yan again, and Wang Yan never came to find him.

But then another unexpected person arrived.

Wang Dong.

Or rather, Wang Dong'er.

Jiang Shuo stared in surprise at the white goose that had changed back into women's clothing, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

(End of this chapter)