Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

Round and round, day after day, Wang Teng's mental strength gradually became more resilient, more concentrated, and stronger amidst the alternation of hot and cold.

At the same time, the evolution of Wang Teng's external soul bone did not stop.

Eight spider spears emerged from behind Wang Teng and plunged into the spring water of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

The purplish-black spider spears began to frantically absorb the ice and fire power within the spring water as soon as they touched it.

The red hot spring surged in along the spider spear, carrying scalding fire poison; the white cold spring followed, carrying bone-chilling cold poison.

Two opposing toxins collide within the spider spear, repeatedly tempering its material and recombining it.

The spider spears, which were originally purplish-black, began to change color.

The four on the right slowly turned red, like they were on fire; the four on the left gradually turned white, like they were frozen.

The spine in the middle became stripes of red and white, with ice and fire mixed together.

Wang Teng could feel that the external soul bone was getting stronger little by little.

Hardness, toughness, and the intensity of toxins are all increasing.

It's like throwing a piece of pig iron into a furnace, heating it until it's red-hot, and then hammering it repeatedly to remove impurities little by little, until it becomes pure.

Soon, half a year had passed.

That morning, Wang Teng sat cross-legged by the pool as usual, with eight spider spears stuck in the spring water, and the magic array slowly rotating in his spiritual sea.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his back. All eight spider spears were pulled out of the spring water at the same time and unfolded behind Wang Teng, like a red and white fan.

At this moment, the surface of the eight spider spears gleamed with a faint light, the red ones like dancing flames and the white ones like frozen snow, quite beautiful.

The external soul bone evolution is complete.

Wang Teng closed his eyes and sensed it for a moment, feeling happy inside.

The Eight Spider Spears, which were originally only two thousand years old, have now evolved to be ten thousand years old.

Defense, attack, and poison have all increased several times over.

Moreover, the Eight Spider Lances now not only carry poison, but also ice and fire attributes.

Enemies struck by it must simultaneously endure poison, ice, and fire.

Wang Teng put away the Eight Spider Spears and was about to stand up when his spiritual sea suddenly trembled.

It turns out that his spiral visualization technique had reached a new level.

The red and white magic circle shone brightly, and the spiral-shaped pillar of spiritual energy shot upwards, reaching the top of the sea of ​​spirit.

Wang Teng's consciousness sat in the middle of the magic circle, experiencing a stronger shock of cold and heat than ever before, but his face remained expressionless and his body did not move.

The three sacred beasts opened their eyes simultaneously, their eyes filled with surprise.

The magic circle spun faster and faster, the pillar of spiritual energy grew thicker and thicker, and the entire sea of ​​spiritual energy was shaking.

Waves rose on the lake surface, splashing water, and the top's shadow spun rapidly beneath the water, emitting a low hum.

Then, suddenly, it became quiet.

The magic circle returned to its normal speed, the beam of light stabilized, and the lake surface became calm again, like a mirror.

But Wang Teng could sense that his entire spiritual sea had changed—it was wider, more stable, and more resilient.

Moreover, Wang Teng's soul power also broke through the threshold of level fifty.

Wang Teng opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath.

The soul power within his body flowed like a rushing river through his meridians, becoming several times stronger than before.

He stood up, stretched his body, and his joints cracked a few times.

"Breakthrough?"

Ning Rongrong's voice came from behind.

Wang Teng turned around and saw Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing standing side by side.

The rising sun behind them bathed them in gold.

"Level 50."

Wang Teng nodded, a slight upward curve to his lips.

"Great!"

Ning Rongrong ran over happily, grabbed Wang Teng's arm, and excitedly shouted, "Can we go now?"

"I've been cultivating here for the past six months, and I'm almost bored to death!"

Zhu Zhuqing followed behind without saying a word, but her eyes conveyed the same meaning.

Wang Teng glanced at the two of them, then turned and looked around the valley where he had lived for half a year.

The red and white spring water was still churning, the fairy herbs were swaying gently in the wind, and the sunlight pierced through the poisonous clouds, casting patches of light on the pool.

"It's time to go back."

Wang Teng said.

However, the three did not rush to leave the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye.

They followed Bone Douluo's spatial soul skill and left when he was transporting supplies again.

This can prevent outsiders from discovering their whereabouts.

Chapter 400 Wang Teng Hunts Souls, Tang Hao Launches a Sneak Attack

When Wang Teng and his group returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School from the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye, it was already evening.

The setting sun bathed the buildings on the mountainside in a warm golden hue, and the mountain breeze caused the flags of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to flutter in the twilight.

Inside the main hall, Ning Fengzhi was reading through secret letters from various places. When he saw the three of them walk in, he put down the letters in his hand and smiled.

"You're back? How's your cultivation going?"

"Dad, Wang Teng has broken through to level 50!"

Ning Rongrong was the first to rush forward, grabbing her father's arm with a smug look on her face, as if she were the one who had broken through.

"Oh?"

Ning Fengzhi's eyes lit up, and his gaze fell on Wang Teng. He looked him up and down and nodded in satisfaction.

"Good, good! Level 50, time to hunt for the fifth spirit ring."

When do you plan to leave?

"The sooner the better."

Wang Teng stepped forward and briefly explained his plans.

After listening, Ning Fengzhi pondered for a moment and said, "Uncle Gu has other important matters to attend to recently. I want him to secretly liaise with Crown Prince Xue Qinghe and be in charge of the material exchanges between the sect and Xue Qinghe."

"His spatial soul skill is highly secretive; no one else could do this."

"So, this time, I'm afraid Uncle Jian will have to take you with him to the Soul Hunt."

“No problem, Grandpa Jian is enough on his own.”

Wang Teng nodded and said.

"I also need to go!"

Ning Rongrong immediately raised her hand, her eyes sparkling, and excitedly shouted, "I've been cooped up in the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well for half a year, I'm practically moldy!"

"I absolutely have to go out and have some fun this time."

Ning Fengzhi frowned and said, "Rongrong, Soul Hunting isn't a leisurely trip. The Star Dou Great Forest is fraught with danger..."

"With Grandpa Jian here, what danger could there be?"

Ning Rongrong shook her father's arm playfully.

"Besides, I'm a level 44 Soul Master now, not the little girl who used to hold me back."

"Dad...please let me go!"

Ning Fengzhi was so bothered by his daughter that he had no choice but to send someone to inform Sword Douluo.

When Sword Douluo arrived, he had no choice but to agree under Ning Rongrong's unreasonable demands.

Having lived to such an old age, Chen Xin is most afraid of Ning Rongrong's tactics.

You can't hit them, you can't scold them, you can't refuse them.

"Never mind, never mind."

Sword Douluo waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, but don't wander off once you're in the forest. Stay close to me."

"As ordered!"

Ning Rongrong gave a rather awkward military salute with a grin.

Zhu Zhuqing stood behind Wang Teng, a slight smile playing on her lips. Although she didn't speak, the anticipation in her eyes was unmistakable.

Ning Fengzhi glanced at her, sighed, and said, "Zhuqing, go too. All three of you should go."

"Thank you, Uncle Ning."

Zhu Zhuqing bowed slightly.

Silent all night.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, the four of them gathered in front of the main hall.

Sword Douluo still maintained his stern and unsmiling demeanor, his entire being resembling a sharp blade yet to be drawn.

Wang Teng was ready, and Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing also packed their belongings.

"gone."

Sword Douluo put his hand on Wang Teng's shoulder, and Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing quickly moved closer.

Sword energy surged from Sword Douluo's body, enveloping the four of them and transforming into a streak of azure light that soared into the sky, flying towards the Star Dou Great Forest in the southeast.

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