Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

Standing in front of him was Xiao Wu.

As for Tang San, he stood in the first row because he was the shortest.

After a while, several teachers walked to the front of the line. Wang Teng saw Director Su, who had helped him with his enrollment procedures, as well as Teacher Mohen and others.

Finally, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties or fifties, with a serious expression, slowly walked up to the front of the stage.

"Hello students, I am Eamon, the dean of Notting Academy, a level 42 Soul Master..."

As Wang Teng listened to the dean's speech, which consisted mainly of encouraging the new students and introducing the college, he had a fleeting feeling of returning to a university opening ceremony.

"The memories that are dead are attacking me!"

"Aha--"

Wang Teng couldn't help but cover his mouth and yawn.

This feeling of fatigue is mainly due to last night's attempt to "replace sleep with meditation".

He originally thought that meditating and cultivating at night would both increase his soul power and save him sleep time, killing two birds with one stone.

Unexpectedly, it proved to be quite difficult in practice.

Last night, Wang Teng meditated until midnight, but his spirits gave out and he fell asleep without realizing it.

When he woke up this morning, he didn't feel refreshed at all; instead, his head felt throbbing and he felt groggy.

"It seems this matter cannot be rushed..."

Wang Teng pondered to himself.

He plans to adjust his plan: instead of meditating all night, he will gradually extend the time of meditation each night, and through gradual adaptation, eventually replace sleep with meditation.

After all, cultivation must be done step by step; you can't get fat in one bite.

"...Alright, that concludes today's opening ceremony."

"Classes officially begin tomorrow. I hope all new students will study diligently and make the most of their time."

After Dean Eamon finished speaking, he stepped down from the podium and left, and the surrounding teachers also dispersed one after another.

"Little brother, let's go, let's go have breakfast."

"You look tired; eating something should make you feel better."

As soon as the team disbanded, Wang Sheng approached Wang Teng, patted him on the shoulder, and said...

"Ah."

Wang Teng nodded and followed Wang Sheng toward the cafeteria.

Breakfast consisted of simple steamed buns, eggs, and white porridge.

Perhaps because he had expended a lot of energy the night before, Wang Teng found the simple food in front of him to be particularly appetizing and finished it off in no time.

"What are you planning to do next? Go back to your dorm to meditate, or go to the playground for some exercise?"

Wang Sheng quickly finished his steamed bun and looked up to ask.

"I'm not going to meditate for now. My head is still a bit stuffy. I want to go to the library to read some books and clear my head."

Wang Teng rubbed his temples, thought for a moment, and then answered.

"Okay, I'll take you there."

The two left the cafeteria and, led by Wang Sheng, arrived at the library inside the main teaching building.

Standing in front of a room in the corner of the first floor, Wang Sheng pointed and said, "Look, this is it, our college's library."

Looking at the room in front of him, which was only thirty or forty square meters in size and had an ordinary door, Wang Teng was somewhat surprised: "This... is a little different from what I expected? Did I come to the wrong place?"

"Yes, this is the place. Come in."

Wang Sheng pushed open the door and went in first.

Wang Teng followed him into the room, where he saw only two old wooden bookshelves placed side by side, with a few books sparsely inserted on them.

He looked around in disbelief: "Just this many books? Two bookshelves?"

Chapter 19 The Current Status of Douluo

"Otherwise what? Aren't two bookshelves enough for you to read?"

Wang Sheng walked to one of the bookshelves, randomly picked out a book, and handed it over.

"This shelf is mostly filled with autobiographies and travelogues, which record the life stories of some Soul Masters in Notting City and several nearby cities."

Wang Teng took the book, glanced at the title and author on the cover, and was immediately stunned: "The Lone Wolf, author Su Yuntao... No way, this was written by Brother Tao?"

He flipped through a few pages with suspicion. The content was all the author's own account of how he fought, how he acquired spirit rings, and how he eventually became a Great Spirit Master. The writing style was quite self-satisfied.

It seems it really was Su Yuntao's doing.

Wang Teng silently put the book back on the shelf and then picked up a few more books from the side to look through.

"The Travels of Dean Eamon", "Master Massino's Growth Record", "The Story of the Soul Masters of Notting City"...

Sure enough, almost the entire shelf was filled with similar biographies or local anecdotes.

"So that's all there is..."

Wang Teng couldn't help but feel somewhat disappointed.

"If you don't like these, there are other things over there."

Wang Sheng's voice pulled him back from his thoughts.

Wang Teng turned to look at another bookshelf, a glimmer of hope rekindling in his heart: This one should be a little different, right?

He walked over quickly, his eyes sweeping over the spine of the book.

"Eamon: The Choice of Soul Rings", "Master: The Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls", "Dean Xia: A Brief Analysis of Fire-Attribute Soul Beasts", "A Geographical Overview of Fanos Province", "Common Ten-Year Soul Beast Catalog", "Common Hundred-Year Soul Beast Catalog"...

The books on this shelf are clearly more "practical," covering knowledge about soul beasts, martial souls, soul rings, geography, and other related topics.

Wang Teng quickly pulled out a few books to read, but his initial excitement soon faded.

Although the contents of these books are varied, most of them are superficial.

For example, that geographical atlas only roughly outlined the boundaries and major cities of the province of Fanos, and the detailed regional map only covered the area around Nottingham.

The books related to spirit beasts only include some of the most common and basic information, and the content is scattered and unsystematic.

"These books... seem to be written separately, and they don't connect at all."

Wang Teng pulled out the thickest book.

Those were notes compiled by Dean Eamon a few years ago, he said in a low voice as he quickly browsed through them.

“You’re right,” Wang Sheng explained as he walked over. “These books were all recorded by the academy’s teachers based on their own observations and experiences.”

"Each book on this bookshelf represents roughly the accumulated knowledge of a teacher."

"The thickest book in your hand is Dean Eamon's life's work."

"How could this be... I thought the academy library would have some systematic knowledge books."

Wang Teng scratched his hair in frustration.

"no way."

Wang Sheng sighed, his tone tinged with helplessness, and said, "Detailed information on soul beasts, experience in matching soul rings, tips for cultivating soul skills, and even specific maps of each Soul Hunting Forest..."

"These slightly more in-depth knowledge are mostly kept tightly under wraps by the major families and sects. They are the foundation of their livelihood, so who would be willing to easily pass them on?"

"Take the most widely circulated theories about the lifespan of spirit rings in the spirit master world: the first spirit ring's limit is 423 years, the second spirit ring's limit is 764 years, etc... these have only gradually become popular in recent years."

"That's why Mr. Yu, who proposed the theory, was respectfully called 'Master' by many people."

"This title may be a mockery in the eyes of some aristocratic families, but for us commoner soul masters, it also contains genuine gratitude."

After hearing Wang Sheng's words, Wang Teng fell silent.

He suddenly gained a deeper understanding of this world: Douluo Continent is ultimately a world based on bloodline families and where knowledge is monopolized at every level.

The experience accumulated by various families over generations will naturally not easily flow to the lower classes.

The so-called "knowledge" here has become a scarce resource with a threshold.

He couldn't help but recall how Yu Xiaogang's seemingly ordinary strategy of "flanking and harassing the supply lines" could earn praise from someone like Ning Fengzhi.

Looking at it now in the context of this knowledge blockade, it's truly disheartening.

"So, if you really want to learn systematic knowledge, you have to join those major sects and powerful forces?"

Wang Teng muttered to himself.

"Little brother, you don't need to worry too much."

Seeing his furrowed brows, Wang Sheng comforted him, saying, "With your innate soul power, you will definitely have the opportunity to study at an advanced soul master academy in the future."

"Once you get there, you'll naturally be able to access more and deeper knowledge."

"Hmm, let's not think that far ahead for now."

Wang Teng shook his head, clearing his mind of distractions, and said, "Brother, you helped me copy some books before, so I roughly know which of the contents on this shelf I've already read."

"Could you help me find out which ones I haven't read yet?"

"it is good."

Wang Shengyi began searching through the bookshelf, and soon pulled out five or six books, all of which Wang Teng had never read before.

The two found a table in a corner of the library and sat down, quietly reading and taking notes.

Time slipped away quietly with the sound of pages turning.

A morning has passed.

Wang Teng carefully put away the notebook containing the useful information and returned all the borrowed books to their original places.

"These are the parts I copied down today that I found useful."

"We can take it home later, and maybe it can be passed down to the next generation."

As they left the library, Wang Teng said to Wang Sheng.