Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

Wang Teng's innate soul power is at level five, and he has already reached level ten at only eight years old.

In a small place like Nottingham, Wang Teng would definitely be considered a little genius.

Even with the most conservative estimate, he should be able to cultivate to the Soul Master level at least in the future.

If Su Yuntao has any foresight, he should be willing to forge this good relationship.

Moreover, he was originally the one who guided the two brothers through their martial soul awakening. If he helps them this time, and they visit each other more often in the future, their relationship will naturally become closer.

For a Soul Master like Su Yuntao, who comes from an ordinary background and has no family to rely on, making more friends with potential is definitely not a bad thing.

Thinking of this, Wang Sheng felt even more admiration for his younger brother.

He stood up, grabbed Wang Teng, and started walking outside.

"Let's go, let's go to the Spirit Hall and ask them now."

"Today is not a rest day, Master Su Yuntao should still be on duty in the hall."

Immediately afterwards, the two brothers left Notting Academy and walked briskly toward the Spirit Hall located in the center of the city.

The evening sunlight shone on the stone path, casting long, thin shadows of the two people.

The occasional shouts of vendors from both sides of the street only served to highlight the vividness and urgency in their hearts.

As Wang Sheng walked, he couldn't help but ask again, "Little brother, do you think Master Su Yuntao will really agree? After all, hunting a hundred-year-old soul beast is no small matter..."

"Brother, don't worry."

Wang Teng said confidently, "We're not letting him work for nothing."

"Besides, this is a rare opportunity for us, and it's also an investment for him."

"While strength is valued in the world of Soul Masters, interpersonal relationships and long-term friendships are equally important."

“As long as we sincerely ask and explain that we will definitely repay you in the future, I believe Master Su will seriously consider it.”

Upon hearing this, Wang Sheng felt somewhat relieved.

Looking at his younger brother beside him with a determined gaze, he suddenly realized that this brother, with whom he had grown up, had somehow come to think further and more comprehensively than he had.

The familiar building of the Spirit Hall in Notting City gradually came into view at the edge of the horizon.

The two brothers quickened their pace without prior arrangement.

A gentle breeze swept through the street, ruffling the hems of their clothes.

The outline of the palace in front appeared solemn and dignified in the sunlight.

Wang Teng quietly clenched his fist.

Persuading Su Yuntao was only the first step.

Even if the other party agrees, there are still risks involved in hunting a hundred-year-old soul beast.

However, Wang Teng knew even better that if he didn't even dare to pursue a hundred-year soul ring, then his future path as a soul master would likely be fraught with difficulties.

He firmly believed that opportunities always favor those who dare to think and act.

Wang Sheng seemed to sense his younger brother's fluctuating emotions, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "Don't be nervous. Whether it succeeds or not, we brothers will face it together."

Wang Teng turned his head, smiled at him, and nodded vigorously.

Without another word, the two strode off towards the Spirit Hall.

Soon, Wang Teng and Wang Sheng arrived at the central area of ​​Nottingham City.

A wide plaza suddenly unfolded before my eyes.

Across the square stood a magnificent building, which was the Martial Soul Hall branch of Notting City.

Although it is only a branch hall, it is still the largest and most magnificent building in the entire city.

The entire palace is built of huge gray-white stone bricks, making it solemn and dignified.

The three-story circular main building casts a long shadow in the setting sun, and the Martial Spirit Hall emblem embedded on the roof reflects the golden-red afterglow, shining brightly.

The dark gray exterior walls are thick and solid, and two tall bronze doors form the main entrance.

The door has no elaborate patterns, only a relief of a long sword, simple yet full of power.

The walls on either side of the gate are covered with all sorts of martial spirit patterns: swords, beasts, and tools...

These spirit patterns, like silent epics, record the myriad aspects of the spirit master world.

However, the Wang brothers had no time to examine the carvings closely at the moment.

They walked straight toward the gate of the Spirit Hall, where a guard holding a long spear and wearing light armor stood on either side.

"Halt! Who are you?"

The guard on the left stepped forward and blocked their path.

"Soul Master".

Wang Teng didn't offer much explanation, but with a slight thought, he released his soul power outwards.

A slight fluctuation belonging to a level ten Soul Warrior rippled out, and the two guards immediately became serious and quickly stepped back to make way.

"Please come in, both of you!"

The guards on the right even stepped forward and pushed open the heavy bronze door for them.

As the door creaked open, the low murmur of the guards behind them could be faintly heard: "So young and already level ten... I'm so envious."

"I don't know if I still have any hope in this life..."

Stop dreaming and get back to your post.

Wang Teng continued walking, as if he hadn't heard anything.

Over the years, he had long known that there were countless people on the Douluo Continent who possessed soul power but could never break through to level ten in their entire lives.

After seeing it so often, it becomes difficult to take such sentiments to heart.

At this moment, Wang Teng felt only relief.

I'm glad I have more talent than them, and I'm glad that at least I can still see the light at the end of the tunnel.

Chapter 38 Tao Ge Has a Fiancée

Passing through the porch, the two entered the main hall of the Spirit Hall.

The interior space is high and spacious, with light streaming in from the stained glass windows at the top, illuminating the smooth stone floor.

Wang Teng and his companion walked straight to the reception desk located in the center of the lobby.

A pretty young woman sat behind the table. When she saw the two teenagers approaching, she paused for a moment, then gave a professional smile.

"Children, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Hello, sister. We are looking for Master Su Yuntao. We know him."

Wang Teng spoke politely, but his words were very certain.

That's not entirely a lie; they did "know" Su Yuntao. Whether he still remembered them was another matter entirely.

Wang Teng added silently to himself.

"You know Brother Tao?"

The receptionist's smile became more genuine as she said, "What a coincidence, he's in the lounge on the left right now."

“During the recent holiday, he visited many villages to help children awaken their martial spirits. He's been a bit free these past few days.”

“Just walk straight down this corridor on the left, and the first room on your right is the lounge.”

"Thank you, sister!"

Wang Teng said with a smile.

Because of his years of exercise, he has a healthy wheat-colored complexion, a more upright figure than his peers, well-defined facial features, bright eyes, and a very energetic smile.

The receptionist's eyes crinkled with delight at the call of "sister": "Go quickly, don't keep him waiting."

After thanking her, the two brothers went in the direction she pointed out.

The corridor is decorated with scrolls and emblems depicting the deeds of Soul Masters, creating a quiet and solemn atmosphere.

They stopped in front of a dark wooden door, and Wang Teng raised his hand and knocked.

"Bang bang bang."

"Come in, the door's unlocked."

A slightly lazy male voice came from inside, mixed with a soft yawn.

Wang Teng pushed open the door and entered.

The room was small and simply furnished, with a wooden table and chairs and two long sofas.

Su Yuntao sat up straight on a sofa and stretched, clearly having just taken a nap.

He looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with a dignified appearance and gentle eyes, and was wearing the white deacon uniform with silver trim commonly seen in the Spirit Hall.

"Master Su Yuntao, hello!"

"I am Wang Teng, and this is my older brother, Wang Sheng."

Wang Teng quickly introduced himself.

Su Yuntao rubbed his eyes, carefully examined them for a few seconds, and suddenly looked enlightened.

"Oh, I remember now! You two brothers from Tiger King Village, right? That's right, you're from Tiger King Village."

“Your village has produced two children with spiritual power for several years in a row, which is really rare in the countryside.”

Su Yuntao smiled and pointed to the sofa opposite him, saying, "Don't stand, sit down."

"What do you want from me?"

Wang Teng and Wang Sheng sat down as instructed.

After a moment's thought, Wang Teng cut to the chase:

“Master Su, my brother and I have both reached level ten in our cultivation.”