Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

As soon as the spinning top martial spirit appeared, it began to spin at high speed, landing on the ground in the forest with a low hum.

"Buzz—Click—"

The sharp edge of the spinning top sliced ​​through the ground, cutting the fine grass at the roots.

Wherever it passed, blades of grass fluttered down, leaving a clear trail.

"No problem, come on."

Tang San's eyes lit up when he saw Wang Teng's spinning top.

He originally thought that simply throwing stones was a bit monotonous, but now with Wang Teng's spinning top counterattack, the training session suddenly became interesting.

Thus, their special training officially began.

Chapter 34 Two years later, Wang Teng completed his apprenticeship.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

In the woods, Tang San continuously fired pebbles at Wang Teng.

Wang Teng used the trees for cover and moved quickly to dodge.

At first, Tang San's attack was not fast, and with the surrounding tree trunks providing cover, Wang Teng was able to avoid most of the stones.

However, as Tang San gradually increased his speed, the trajectory of the pebble became increasingly tricky and swift.

Before long, Wang Teng was hit several times in succession.

"hiss……"

Each time I was hit, a dull pain shot through my skin.

As Wang Teng weaved through the trees, he thought to himself: If this keeps up, my body will soon be covered in bruises.

"Keep it up, little brother!"

"Wang Teng, fight back now! Don't forget your martial spirit!"

"Hey, can you make your pebbles a little denser? Look, Wang Teng has dodged so many of them!"

Wang Sheng and Xiao Wu's shouts came from the sidelines.

"Oh right, I also have a spinning top!"

Wang Teng suddenly came to his senses.

He covered his head and face with his hands while quickly searching for Tang San's location.

Once he locked onto his target, Wang Teng's mind raced, and the spinning top, which had been merely rotating in the open space, suddenly turned and charged towards Tang San.

"Whizzing!"

Tang San remained calm in the face of Wang Teng's counterattack.

He flicked his fingers, sending several pebbles flying toward the spinning top.

dodge!

Turn!

A direct collision!

Wang Teng's spinning top reacted in three different ways under his control.

Skillfully avoid the first one.

Draw an arc to bypass the second one.

The third one didn't have time to dodge and crashed directly into it!

"boom!"

The pebble was deflected, but the spinning top continued its momentum, heading straight for Tang San.

"Good speed, and decent attack power."

Tang San quickly made a mental assessment and suddenly changed his footing.

Ghostly Shadow Steps!

His figure flickered and shifted like a ghost, and Wang Teng's spinning top grazed past the hem of his clothes.

"Wow, amazing! Is this Tang San's self-created soul skill? He's a true genius!"

Wang Sheng, watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

On the other side, Wang Teng frowned. Tang San had retreated to a position more than ten meters away from him, which was exactly beyond the maximum distance he could currently control the spinning top.

Immediately, Wang Teng leaped out from behind the tree and approached Tang San.

At the same time, the spinning top that missed its attack accelerated again and flanked from the other side.

"Oh? There's a distance limit between the spinning top and the main body?"

Tang San keenly noticed this.

With a flick of his wrist, the stones he fired split into two groups: one group aimed directly at Wang Teng, while the other intercepted the spinning top.

Wang Teng's pressure suddenly increased.

He now has to multitask: dodging the stones aimed at him while also controlling the spinning top to launch a ranged attack.

And so, the two continued to maneuver between dodging and attacking.

Overall, however, Wang Teng was always at a disadvantage.

Another half hour passed, and the training finally came to an end.

In this battle with Tang San, Wang Teng's spinning top only hit his opponent two or three times, and had no real impact.

However, Tang San's pebbles left countless marks on Wang Teng's body.

At this moment, Wang Teng felt sore all over, as if his body had fallen apart.

"Are you alright, little brother?"

Wang Sheng rushed over, looking worried.

"fine."

Wang Teng shook his head at him, then turned to Tang San and Xiao Wu and said, "Thank you for today's training."

"Don't mention it." Xiao Wu waved her hand. "Let's talk about training again when you're fully recovered."

"How about we schedule it for this time next week? Once a week, what do you think?"

Wang Teng felt that the idea of ​​training once a day was not feasible. Even if Xiao Wu and the other two were willing, his body couldn't handle it.

Therefore, after careful analysis, Wang Teng made the suggestion.

"Okay, I'll be going now. I still have to go work at the blacksmith's shop."

Tang San nodded and turned to leave.

Xiao Wu also left to go out and play.

"Little brother, let me go and brew you another packet of medicine."

Wang Sheng looked at the bruises on Wang Teng's body and said with concern, "Your injuries look a bit serious today."

"Okay, thank you for your trouble, brother. I'll have a drink when I get home tonight."

After agreeing, Wang Teng rested alone in the woods for a while, and then began his daily, unwavering personal training.

Long-distance running, sprinting, push-ups...

One task after another, until the sun began to set.

As evening fell, Wang Teng dragged his tired but fulfilled body back to his dormitory.

Wang Sheng had already prepared two bowls of medicinal soup.

Wang Teng took it, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

The bitter taste spread across his tongue, but he didn't even flinch.

After a short rest, Wang Teng sat cross-legged and began the last and most important lesson of the day: meditation.

As night deepened, the dormitory quieted down.

Moonlight streamed through the window, gently illuminating Wang Teng's focused face.

And so, day after day, Wang Teng honed his body and will little by little through the alternating training with Xiao Wu and Tang San.

As time went by, Wang Teng's learning and self-cultivation progressed steadily through his daily perseverance.

It seems like only a blink of an eye, and two years have quietly passed.

In the past two years, Wang Teng's soul power has gradually increased from the initial level five to the current level nine.

Besides, he could even vaguely sense that he was not far from reaching the level ten threshold.

Once he breaks through, Wang Teng will be able to obtain his first spirit ring and truly take the first step on the path of a spirit master.

However, continuous extreme training naturally leads to enormous energy expenditure.

The gold soul coins won in the top spinning competition back then have long been exchanged for bowls of medicinal soup to aid cultivation and regulate the body.

It was precisely because of the support of these medicinal effects that Wang Teng's soul power was able to maintain a rate of two and a half levels per year, steadily moving forward.

Of course, in addition to honing his physical and spiritual abilities, Wang Teng also didn't neglect theoretical knowledge.

During these two years, he frequently borrowed various books from the master Yu Xiaogang.

Although Wang Teng wouldn't claim to know everything, he can now speak fluently and knowledgeably about the habits, characteristics, and distribution of soul beasts, making him quite proficient.

"After I reach level ten, I will first hunt for my first spirit ring, and then I can go to the Spirit Hall to receive my spirit master subsidy. My life should be more comfortable from now on."

As Wang Teng walked out of the dormitory, he thought to himself, "I should probably change my study direction."

"The master has many books on the geography of the continent, the various Soul Master factions, and the analysis of various Soul Skills. They are all rare treasures, and we should find an opportunity to borrow them to read."

With that thought in mind, Wang Teng quickened his pace and headed towards the familiar grove of trees by the playground.

The daily practice time with Tang San and Xiao Wu is approaching.