Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

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Wang Teng thought for a moment and said seriously, "But I'm worried about one thing: if I leave, what will happen to the next competition?"

"I can't let the whole team suffer because of me."

Upon hearing this, Feng Xiaotian laughed heartily, patted Wang Teng on the shoulder, and said in a relaxed tone, "Don't worry, Shenfeng Academy can still do just fine without you."

"You go ahead and do your thing. We'll take care of the competition. We can handle it for a few games."

"That's right, you usually put in the most effort, you should take a break."

Mo Hui smiled and agreed from the side.

"By the way, should I go and talk to the dean and ask him to arrange someone to help you hunt for souls?"

"Although our college is not a top-tier elite family, we still have some connections."

Feng Xiaotian asked again, his tone quite serious.

"no need."

Wang Teng shook his head and explained, "I'd better ask the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School for help. They have more information and it will be easier for them to find soul beasts."

"That's true."

Feng Xiaotian slapped his forehead and laughed, saying, "I almost forgot you're from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

"With the help of one of the three sects, it is indeed much better than us searching blindly on our own."

Wang Teng smiled and didn't say anything more.

He greeted his teammates and then turned and left the rest area.

Walking to the side of the audience seats, Wang Teng gestured in the direction of Sword Douluo.

Sword Douluo nodded slightly, got up and followed.

The two exchanged a glance with Ning Fengzhi in the VIP section. Ning Fengzhi nodded in understanding, and the three of them left the Great Soul Arena together.

Qibao Auction House, private box.

The room is small, but it is decorated very elegantly.

Ning Fengzhi, Wang Teng, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo were all there, and even Ning Rongrong had returned. She was sitting to the side, holding a cup of tea and sipping it slowly.

The group first chatted about today's match.

Ning Fengzhi greatly admired the tactics of Shenfeng Academy, and Sword Douluo also rarely praised Wang Teng, saying that his on-the-spot adaptability was becoming more and more sophisticated.

After chatting for a while, Ning Fengzhi put down his teacup, his gaze falling on Wang Teng, and asked casually, "Wang Teng, you've now broken through to level 40, have you found a soul beast you like?"

"Have."

Wang Teng nodded and said calmly, "A ten-thousand-year-old soul beast—the Vajra Armor."

"What? A ten-thousand-year-old soul beast?"

Everyone was taken aback upon hearing this.

Ning Rongrong's teacup wobbled, and the tea almost spilled.

"Yes."

Wang Teng nodded solemnly, his expression serious, not like he was joking.

"Boy."

Bone Douluo frowned, his tone becoming serious.

"A ten-thousand-year-old soul beast is not the same as a thousand-year-old soul beast. It's not enough to just meet the physical requirements."

"A ten-thousand-year soul ring means that a soul master will have to face the impact of the remnant soul of a soul beast."

"That thing is no joke. If you're not careful, at best your soul ring will be destroyed, and at worst your mind will be damaged. Think it through."

"I know."

Wang Teng remained calm and spoke with certainty, saying, "I am confident that my mental strength far surpasses that of ordinary people."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and said no more, instead focusing his mental energy outwards.

An invisible wave emanated from Wang Teng, vast, active, and resilient, spreading out like a tide and instantly filling the entire private room.

Ning Fengzhi and the other two felt this spiritual power, and their expressions changed simultaneously, their eyes filled with shock.

"This……"

Ning Fengzhi's eyes widened, and his voice trembled slightly.

"How did you manage to generate this mental strength?"

Wang Teng slowly opened his eyes, concealed his breathing, and did not answer immediately.

Ning Fengzhi seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and stood up excitedly. He paced back and forth in the private room, muttering, "Rongrong has already taken the whale gelatin. If she can have this level of mental strength as you, then Rongrong might be able to absorb a ten-thousand-year soul ring by the time she reaches her fourth soul ring."

"Moreover, it's not just the fourth spirit ring; the age limit of each subsequent spirit ring can also be increased at will."

"In this way, Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul..."

Ning Fengzhi didn't finish his sentence, but everyone present understood what he meant.

The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda is not incapable of evolution.

After obtaining the effects of whale glue from Wang Teng, Ning Fengzhi had considered that Ning Rongrong could use it to absorb spirit rings beyond her level, and then, after multiple spirit rings were stacked, break through the shackles of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul.

But after careful consideration, he realized it wouldn't work.

After all, consuming whale glue can indeed improve a Soul Master's physical fitness, but absorbing a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring requires more than just high physical fitness; the mental threshold is equally critical.

Seeing that Wang Teng's mental strength was also far beyond that of ordinary people, Ning Fengzhi's heart suddenly became lively again.

"Could it be that Wang Teng possesses a method to enhance mental strength?"

Ning Fengzhi quickly calculated in his mind, thinking, "If it really exists, then the evolution of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's martial soul will truly have a bright future."

"Uncle Ning."

Looking at Ning Fengzhi's ever-changing expression, Wang Teng said seriously, "I won't lie to you, my spiritual power is indeed not something I cultivated myself. I obtained it by consuming a magical herb."

As Wang Teng became more and more famous, the dangers lurking around him also increased.

Therefore, Wang Teng felt it was time to confront Ning Fengzhi.

Especially since Ning Rongrong is here tonight, it's better to talk things out openly.

"So, do you still have..."

Ning Fengzhi asked anxiously, unconsciously leaning forward.

"Uncle Ning, the magic herb that enhances mental strength is gone."

Wang Teng shook his head, then changed the subject and continued, "However, there are still other immortal herbs."

Ning Fengzhi's eyes lit up, and he asked again, "Then..."

"Are you asking if there's anything suitable for Rongrong that can help her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul evolve?"

Wang Teng spoke for him directly.

"Correct!"

Ning Fengzhi nodded heavily, his gaze fixed intently on Wang Teng.

"Have."

Wang Teng said bluntly, "However..."

"But what?"

Ning Fengzhi pressed for an answer, his tone tinged with urgency.

"However, I don't know how to pick them."

Wang Teng explained.

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"What do you mean?"

Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled.

"It means now is not the right time."

Wang Teng carefully considered his words and said, "First, I really don't know how to pick those immortal herbs. That place is a bit special; you can't just pluck them randomly."

"Secondly, my relationship with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, no, it should be my relationship with Rongrong, is not close enough."

After speaking, Wang Teng's gaze unconsciously drifted towards Ning Rongrong.

“Wang Teng…”

Ning Rongrong felt a little uncomfortable under Wang Teng's burning gaze. She lowered her head, two blushes rising on her cheeks, and her fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her clothes.

"You little brat, you don't trust me?"

Ning Fengzhi understood the underlying meaning in Wang Teng's words and asked in an annoyed tone.

"No, what I said is true."

Wang Teng shook his head, his expression sincere, and explained, "The place where the immortal herb is located is a secret realm."

"There are many medicinal herbs in there, most of which I don't recognize, and I don't know how to pick them properly."

"If we harvest it and damage it, it would be a terrible waste."

"So you little brat..."

Ning Fengzhi wanted to say something more.

Wang Teng interrupted, "Uncle Ning, if you trust me, then wait a little longer."

"I will definitely tell you when the time is right."

After they finished speaking, their eyes met, and the private room fell silent.

Ning Fengzhi stared at Wang Teng for a long while, his gaze deep, as if he were weighing something.