Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

Wang Teng put the twenty gold soul coins he had exchanged into a cloth bag and held it in his hands.

The weighty feel of the coins and the crisp sound of them clinking together made him unconsciously smile.

Even during his meditation that night, he felt that his soul power flowed much more smoothly and easily than usual.

The moonlight outside the window was clear and bright, and the college gradually returned to tranquility.

The noise, competition, laughter, and frustration brought by the spinning top competition slowly came to an end with this long night.

The next day, Notting College returned to its usual tranquility.

The hustle and bustle of the spinning top competition seemed to vanish overnight, and the campus returned to its usual state.

Wang Teng's life rhythm has also returned to normal: he concentrates on listening to lectures and studying in the morning, cleans the college garden on time in the afternoon, and then engages in extreme physical training without fail.

As evening approached, he specifically sought out Xiao Wu and Tang San.

"My treat tonight, let's go out for dinner outside the college."

Wang Teng said with a smile, and seeing the puzzled looks on their faces, he continued to explain: "It's only right to invite Xiao Wu, she helped a lot in this competition; as for you, Tang San, it's to thank you for the books you borrowed for me from the master."

This reason sounds reasonable.

Xiao Wu's eyes lit up immediately when she heard there was food.

Tang San looked at Wang Teng's sincere expression and nodded in agreement.

As the sun set, Wang Teng, Wang Sheng, Xiao Wu, and Tang San walked out of the academy together and arrived at a medium-sized two-story restaurant in Notting City.

This restaurant isn't the best in the city, but it's certainly not bad either.

For Wang Sheng and Wang Teng, who were still inexperienced in the ways of the world, and Tang San and Xiao Wu, who were exceptionally talented but always short of money, being able to eat a proper meal at a restaurant was already a rare treat.

The four of them entered the restaurant in high spirits, went straight to the second floor, and asked for a quiet private room.

Although the four of them were not very old, their status as Soul Masters set them apart.

In particular, the faint fluctuations of soul power around Tang San and Xiao Wu, as well as the Soul Master insignia issued by the Spirit Hall on their clothes, made the waiters in the restaurant dare not be negligent in the slightest, and no one dared to cause trouble.

Afterwards, Wang Teng took the initiative and ordered several of the restaurant's signature dishes.

Steaming hot dishes were served one after another, filling the air with their aroma. Everyone stopped being polite and started eating and chatting, creating a lively atmosphere.

The meal was exceptionally enjoyable.

After a satisfying meal, the group leaned back in their chairs, sipping the tea served by the restaurant.

Xiao Wu patted her slightly bulging belly contentedly, her big eyes darting around as she looked at Wang Teng: "Wang Teng, we've finished our meal and tea... Did you call us out here specifically for something else?"

"oops."

Wang Teng laughed and said, "Can't I just simply want to thank you?"

"Hmph, you, I know you all too well."

Xiao Wu wrinkled her nose, giving off a "I saw right through you" look.

"You're the kind of guy who won't do anything without a profit motive. Don't think I don't know how much you made in the last spinning top competition!"

"He only treated me to a meal on the second floor of the school cafeteria before."

Wang Teng felt a little embarrassed by her words, touched his nose, and then said seriously, "Okay, you were right, but my gratitude is genuine."

As he spoke, he reached out and gently placed three gleaming gold coins on the table.

Ding, ding, ding.

Three gold soul coins landed on the wooden table with a crisp sound.

Xiao Wu counted them, then her eyes widened in surprise: "Three? Are you crazy? Giving me so many?"

Chapter 32 Wang Teng hosts a dinner party, plotting again.

"This is nothing."

Wang Teng waved his hand, his tone sincere, and continued, "If it weren't for your help in setting things up at the beginning, we wouldn't have been able to hold this competition at all, and we wouldn't have made all that money later."

Xiao Wu looked at the gold soul coins, then at Wang Teng, and hesitated for a moment: "I know how much I've helped... I only need one, you can take the rest back."

She reached out and took one, then pushed the other two forward.

"Xiao Wu, you can take these two too."

Wang Teng didn't take it back. Instead, he smiled a little embarrassedly and explained, "Actually... I do have something else I'd like to ask you and Xiao San for help with."

"See! I knew it!"

Xiao Wu slapped the table, but a relaxed smile of "I knew it" appeared on her face.

She stopped refusing and picked up the remaining two gold soul coins, keeping one for herself and handing the other to Tang San beside her.

"Here, this is for you. Listen to what he's up to."

Tang San took the gold soul coin, weighed it in his hand, and looked calmly at Wang Teng, asking, "Tell us first, and we will help if we can."

Seeing that the two did not directly refuse, Wang Teng breathed a sigh of relief.

He sat up straight and explained earnestly, "The big brawl on the playground the day before yesterday made me realize one thing: my combat skills are too poor."

“Don’t even mention comparing me to the two of you or Xiao Chenyu, even if it were my older brother,” he pointed at Wang Sheng, “I’m afraid I wouldn’t last long if a real fight broke out.”

"Hey, little brother, what are you saying? I'm still your older brother, no matter what."

Wang Sheng chimed in with a smile, but his eyes also showed approval.

He knew that what Wang Teng said was true.

Xiao Wu nodded, signaling Wang Teng to continue.

"So, I would like to ask the two of you, mainly because you are both strong and experienced, to train my combat skills."

Wang Teng spoke with exceptional sincerity, saying, "I don't want to steal your self-created soul skills; those are secret techniques that are not passed down to others, and I understand that."

"I just want you guys to be my sparring partners and help me improve my most basic dodging, reaction and coping skills."

"Even if it only gives me a little more ability to protect myself in future battles, it's better than this."

Wang Teng's words were very true.

On the one hand, this is indeed his current urgent need. Soul power cultivation is not something that can be achieved overnight, but combat awareness and instincts can be honed through high-intensity actual combat.

On the other hand, he also harbored the idea of ​​further befriending Tang San and Xiao Wu.

After all, Tang San and Xiao Wu are currently just his classmates, and there is no conflict between them.

The more friendships you build, the more paths you'll have in the future.

Wang Teng thought to himself, "No matter what happens in the future, there's no need to distance myself from them now."

"If we really can't catch up in the future, the friendship we've built up now might... bring us a chance."

He thought about the immortal herbs that Tang San might obtain in the future. Although the idea was somewhat far-fetched, it was never a bad thing to plan ahead.

After hearing this, Xiao Wu nodded without much hesitation: "I have no problem with that! Where else can you find someone willing to be a punching bag?"

She chuckled and tucked the two gold soul coins into her pocket with swift, decisive movements.

Tang San remained silent for a moment, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he were weighing something.

His gaze fell on the gold soul coin in his hand. For Tang San, who was currently short of money, this gold soul coin was a considerable sum.

Working at the blacksmith's shop, you can only earn one silver soul coin a month.

After a while, Tang San raised his head, his gaze returning to calm, and looked at Wang Teng, saying, "I can agree to that as well."

"However, let me make this clear beforehand: I won't hold back during training. If you get injured as a result, don't blame me."

"That's natural!"

A weight lifted from Wang Teng's heart, and a smile spread across his face.

He raised his teacup, saying, "I'll toast you with tea instead of wine! Thank you!"

"Hehe, from today onwards, Wang Teng, you'll have to call me 'Teacher Xiao Wu'!"

Xiao Wu proudly raised her chin, her eyes curving into crescents.

"Teacher Xiao Wu, Teacher Tang San, please give me your guidance!"

Wang Teng readily agreed and smiled as he cupped his hands in greeting.

"Hahahaha!"

Xiao Wu's cheerful and clear laughter instantly filled the entire private room.

Outside the window, the lights of Nottingham City gradually came on.

A meal, three gold soul coins, and a promise.

Wang Teng knew that his own combat training would officially begin tomorrow.

The next afternoon, in the grove next to the Nottingham College playground, sunlight filtered through the layers of leaves, casting dappled patterns of light.

At this time of day, Wang Teng would usually be doing extreme physical training by himself.

But today is different.

Before training begins, he will have a sparring match with Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu stood in the clearing in the woods, waved to Wang Teng, and said with a playful yet serious expression, "You go first, let me see how strong, fast and quick you are."

"Okay, here I come!"

Wang Teng lowered his body, bent his knees slightly, clenched his fists, and charged towards Xiao Wu.

Throw a punch!

"Whoosh-"

His punches are incredibly fast.

After all, Wang Teng had been training for a long time, and his physical fitness was no worse than Wang Sheng's. He just lacked some experience in combat awareness.

However, when faced with Wang Teng's punch, Xiao Wu simply shifted her body slightly and skillfully dodged the attack.

"His punching speed is not bad."