Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

"Once Xiao San breaks through level 30, we'll all set off for the Star Dou Great Forest together."

"Xiao San, you don't need to join them for morning exercises these next few days. Focus on your cultivation and strive to break through as soon as possible."

"Yes, Teacher Zhao."

Tang San replied.

Once the matter was settled, Tang San left the group and went back to his dormitory to cultivate.

The rest of the people continued their morning exercise, some running, some practicing martial arts, and the playground quickly returned to its usual rhythm.

Wang Teng ran alongside the team, the familiar track beneath his feet, the sounds of his teammates' breathing and footsteps filling his ears.

As the morning light gradually brightened, it shone on the playground and on everyone.

As he ran, he mentally planned what to do next.

Star Dou Great Forest, Human-Faced Demon Spider, Eight Spider Lances...

This time, he needs to plan carefully.

As the running group passed by, Ma Hongjun's voice drifted over: "Wang Teng, what are you thinking about? Why are you running so slowly?"

Wang Teng snapped out of his reverie, quickened his pace to catch up, and said with a smile, "It's nothing, I was just daydreaming."

"You rascal, are you thinking about Rongrong?"

Ma Hongjun winked and said.

"Get lost."

The two ran off laughing and joking, the morning light casting long shadows on them.

On the playground, footsteps were neat and powerful, each one landing on the morning earth.

Chapter 156 Mimicry Training Ground, Zhu Zhuqing Seeks Guidance

By the end of the day's training, it was completely dark.

In the bamboo forest behind Shrek Academy, Wang Teng and his team had just finished their dodging training for the day.

The bamboo leaves rustled in the wind, and the setting sun shone through the gaps in the branches and leaves, casting patches of red light and shadow on the ground.

"Alright, that's enough for today. Everyone, go home. Eat your meals or take your showers."

Teacher Shao Xin waved to everyone, turned around and left first.

The others also left in twos and threes.

Ning Rongrong caught up with him in a few steps, naturally took Wang Teng's arm, and asked, "Wang Teng, shall we cultivate together here again tonight?"

"Go ahead and practice, but Rongrong, go eat first, I have to go out for a bit."

Where are we going?

Ning Rongrong tilted her head curiously.

"Oh Rongrong, why are you acting like a little housekeeper? Come on, come on, come with us."

Xiao Wu suddenly appeared out of nowhere, grabbed Ning Rongrong, and dragged her towards the cafeteria.

"Hey, Xiao Wu, slow down!"

Ning Rongrong was pulled along by her, turned around and made a face at Wang Teng, and then left with Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing.

Watching them walk away, Wang Teng quickened his pace and left the academy.

Next, Wang Teng walked all the way to Soto City and turned into a blacksmith shop, familiar with the place.

At this time, the lights in the shop were still on, and the sound of blacksmithing could even be heard.

"Boss, can I pick up those spinning tops I ordered today?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burly man in his thirties walked out from inside.

The man smiled as soon as he saw Wang Teng and immediately said, "Oh, Soul Master, you've finally arrived."

"Don't worry, the batch of goods you ordered was all printed a few days ago."

This man is the owner and blacksmith of the blacksmith shop.

Wang Teng had previously ordered a batch of spinning tops from him, and today he came to pick them up.

Then, the shop owner led Wang Teng through the shop to the backyard.

The courtyard is small, only about twenty square meters.

At this moment, the courtyard was filled with metal spinning tops.

“A thousand of them, they’re all here.”

The shop owner pointed to the spinning tops all over the yard and explained, "There are just too many of these things and they're too heavy. We're just ordinary people, and we really can't help you transport them."

"It's okay, I'll do it myself."

Wang Teng took out the agreed-upon gold soul coins from his storage soul tool and handed them to the shopkeeper. Then, he walked to the center of the courtyard, waved his hand, and instantly collected all the spinning tops on the ground into his storage ring.

After getting the spinning top, Wang Teng left the blacksmith shop and went straight back to the bamboo forest behind Shrek Academy.

Ning Rongrong had been waiting for him there for a long time.

Ning Rongrong sat cross-legged on a large white rock, and looked up when she heard footsteps.

"Rongrong, look what I brought back."

Wang Teng walked over and took all the spinning tops out.

Ning Rongrong looked at the large pile of metal spinning tops that had suddenly appeared in front of her and couldn't help but laugh, saying, "Why did you get so many of these? They look like children's toys."

"Isn't this all for the sake of cultivation?"

Wang Teng scratched the back of his head, finding it a little funny himself.

Ning Rongrong was stunned for a moment, then realized: "Cultivation? You mean...you want to set up a simulated cultivation space?"

"Yes, that's what I think."

As Wang Teng spoke, he sat down cross-legged.

A silvery-white light flashed from his body and landed on the ground, forming a spinning silvery-white metal top.

This spinning top is Wang Teng's martial spirit, the Explosive Spinning Top.

Then, Wang Teng closed his eyes, and the soul power within his body began to circulate slowly.

At the same time, the spinning top that served as the martial spirit also began to spin, its speed increasing rapidly.

At first, the metal tops closest to Wang Teng only wobbled slightly.

However, after about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, thousands of spinning tops, centered on Wang Teng, began to spin one after another, as if drawn by some invisible force.

"Om-"

A breeze stirred in the bamboo grove, rustling the bamboo leaves, but it couldn't drown out the deep hum of thousands of spinning tops rotating simultaneously.

The sound carried far in the quiet night, like some ancient and steady machine at work.

Ning Rongrong stood to the side, watching the scene unfold before her, and couldn't help but softly exclaim in admiration, "So amazing..."

After a while, the rotation of all the tops gradually synchronized, reaching a wonderful state of equilibrium.

Wang Teng then opened his eyes and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Does it work?"

Ning Rongrong quickly leaned over and asked.

"There is a little, but it's very faint."

Wang Teng nodded and said, "However, I can indeed feel that my soul power cultivation speed is a bit faster than usual."

"That's good."

Ning Rongrong thought for a moment and then said, "However, since you can control these spinning tops that aren't martial spirits, why not make more?"

"The larger the simulated field, the better your soul power cultivation should be, right?"

"I want it too."

Wang Teng shook his head with a wry smile and said, "But I only recently mastered this skill."

"You don't know, at the beginning, I couldn't control these external objects at all. It took me several years of practice to be able to barely influence them."

"Controlling these thousand is my limit right now."

"I see..."

Ning Rongrong nodded thoughtfully.

Just then, a clear, cold voice came from the side: "Rongrong, Wang Teng, you really are here."

The two turned their heads and saw that the person who came was Zhu Zhuqing.

Not far from the two, Zhu Zhuqing stood in the shadow of the bamboo forest, the moonlight illuminating only half of her body.

"Zhu Qing? What brings you here?"

Ning Rongrong asked.

Zhu Zhuqing walked over, glanced at Ning Rongrong, and then said to Wang Teng, "Wang Teng, I have something I'd like to discuss with you privately, could you...?"

Ning Rongrong frowned slightly, clearly unwilling, and said, "Is there something you can't tell me?"

"Rongrong".

Wang Teng patted Ning Rongrong's hand and said, "Why don't you excuse yourself for a moment? Zhu Qing might have something important to discuss."

"……All right."

Ning Rongrong pursed her lips, turned around and walked a few steps away, but stopped when she was still within sight.

The bamboo forest quieted down, leaving only Wang Teng, Zhu Zhuqing, and the spinning tops still slowly rotating on the ground.

"Those things you told me before."

Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath, looked directly into Wang Teng's eyes, and asked, "I would like to know more specifics about getting rid of the Xingluo royal family and the Zhu family."