Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

"Rongrong".

Wang Teng called out to her, signaling her to stop talking.

Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue and stopped teasing Yu Xiaogang.

"Alright, everyone, let's rest."

As Wang Teng spoke, he walked to the campfire and sat down against a tree trunk.

He closed his eyes, meditating briefly while remaining alert to his surroundings.

Liu Erlong and Flander exchanged a glance but didn't say anything more.

Flander has just absorbed his eighth spirit ring and needs time to consolidate it. Liu Erlong and Yu Xiaogang also need to rest to recover from their injuries.

The three of them found a place to sit on the other side of the campfire and closed their eyes to rest.

The night wind blew in from the mountain pass, carrying the fragrance of pine resin and a faint, almost imperceptible smell of blood.

Occasionally, a few low howls of soul beasts could be heard from afar, but none of them approached.

Wang Teng's mental power acted like an invisible city wall, protecting this small camp in the middle.

The campfire burned all night.

The next morning, just as the first hint of dawn appeared on the horizon, Flander opened his eyes.

He stood up and stretched, feeling a surge of new energy within him.

His eighth spirit ring has stabilized, and his spirit power has steadily remained at level 81, with an aura even more robust than when he had just absorbed it last night.

"Wang Teng."

Flander walked up to Wang Teng and said solemnly, "Thanks."

"If it weren't for you guys, the three of us would probably have really died here in the Mad Axe Mountains."

Liu Erlong also walked over, nodded to Wang Teng, and said a single word crisply: "Thank you."

Yu Xiaogang followed behind, his face still a little pale, but much better than last night.

He looked at Wang Teng, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just nodded.

Wang Teng waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to be polite.

Just as Flander was about to use his soul power to leave, Wang Teng suddenly called out to him.

"Dean Flander, please wait."

Flander stopped and turned around, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Wang Teng stepped forward, his gaze shifting from Flander to Yu Xiaogang, and then to Liu Erlong.

"I am very interested in your Martial Soul Fusion Technique—Golden Sacred Dragon."

Wang Teng said this in a calm and unhurried tone.

"Master, Dean, would it be convenient for me to take a look?"

Yu Xiaogang was stunned for a moment.

He hadn't expected Wang Teng to be interested in this.

Spirit fusion skills are extremely rare, requiring an astonishing degree of compatibility between the spirits of two or three people to achieve.

The reason he, Flander, and Liu Erlong were able to unleash the Golden Sacred Dragon was largely due to the special relationship between the three of them and the complementarity between their martial souls.

How do you explain this kind of thing?

But Wang Teng's gaze was very serious.

Yu Xiaogang could tell that Wang Teng wasn't just being polite or asking casually; he was genuinely interested in this skill.

Yu Xiaogang remained silent for a moment, then slowly spoke.

"Golden Sacred Dragon..."

Chapter 451 Comprehending the Sacred Dragon, A Month of Diligent Cultivation

After explaining the principles of the Golden Sacred Dragon, Yu Xiaogang was parched. He took the water pouch handed to him by Ning Rongrong, drank two mouthfuls, wiped his mouth, pondered for a moment, and then continued.

"However, there's something I need to make clear to you."

Yu Xiaogang looked up at Wang Teng with a serious expression and said, "The reason why our three Golden Sacred Dragon Fusion Technique was able to succeed is not only due to the complementarity of our martial souls."

“Matching martial spirits is just the foundation. What truly makes this fusion skill stand out is the trust and tacit understanding between the three of us.”

"This kind of trust cannot be cultivated in a day or two. I have known Flander and Erlong for decades and have been through countless battles, big and small. Our understanding and tacit understanding with each other has reached the point where we can know what the other is thinking without saying a word."

Then, Yu Xiaogang paused and sighed.

"So, if you want to study this, I feel it would be very difficult."

"It's not that you lack talent, but this kind of thing can't be replicated."

"Everyone's martial spirit, relationships, and fighting habits are different. You can't follow someone else's path, and it's hard to make someone else follow your path."

Yu Xiaogang stood up, brushed the grass clippings off his clothes, and looked at Wang Teng, his tone becoming serious.

"Wang Teng, to be honest, I really misjudged him back at Shrek Academy."

"At the time, I felt that although your spinning top martial spirit was somewhat unique, its potential was limited."

"I never expected that your progress in just a few years would be faster than any genius I've ever met."

“Your talent far exceeds my initial assessment, so I would like to give you some advice.”

"What you should do most right now is to focus on cultivating your soul power, one step at a time, and first build up your soul power to the level of a Title Douluo."

"Once you reach that level and have enough knowledge and vision, it's not too late to study those trivial details."

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang spoke very sincerely, not as if he were just being polite, but as if he genuinely wanted to share his experience with Wang Teng.

After listening, Wang Teng smiled slightly and waved his hand.

"Master, I understand everything you're saying."

"However, the reason I am interested in your Golden Sacred Dragon is not because I want to copy your Martial Soul Fusion Technique, but because my Martial Soul reacts to your fusion technique."

"Is there a response?"

Flanders frowned, not quite understanding.

Wang Teng didn't explain, and directly activated his soul power.

"Wind Howling Leopard Spinning Top!"

"Sky Silver Leopard Spinning Top!"

"Come out!"

Two beams of silver light flew out from his palm, landed on the ground, and turned into two spinning tops.

It was bluish-green, with whirlwind patterns engraved on its surface, and when it spun, it created a gentle breeze.

The other top was pure silver-white, its streamlined shape resembling frozen lightning, spinning almost silently. The two tops circled the group once, neither too fast nor too slow.

At the same time, the light and shadow on the ground beside Wang Teng's feet twisted, and a silver-gray cheetah appeared.

Long limbs, slightly hunched back, and a pair of bright silver eyes.

It lay on the ground, its tail swishing lazily back and forth, its chin resting on its front paws.

Flander's eyes lit up immediately: "This is... the Divine Beast of the Spinning Top?"

He squatted down to examine it carefully, then hesitated before reaching out.

Liu Erlong didn't care about any of that. She squatted down and reached out to touch the cheetah's back.

Her fingers touched real fur, warm and elastic, and she could feel the muscles beneath the fur undulating slightly.

"Isn't this an illusion?"

Liu Erlong's eyes widened immediately, his voice filled with undisguised shock.

"Is this a physical entity? Alive?"

"What... a physical entity?"

Yu Xiaogang, who was standing at the back, suddenly came over when he heard this, pushed Flander aside, squatted down in front of the Wind Chaser, and reached out to carefully touch it.

He pressed his fingers on the back of the Wind Chaser Leopard, then turned them over to look at his fingertips.

"The ethereal feeling without the fluctuation of soul power is just real skin and flesh."

"An energized entity?"

"impossible."

Yu Xiaogang muttered to himself, his expression as if he had seen something that overturned his understanding.

"After a Soul Master absorbs a Soul Ring, the Soul Beast's soul is converted into energy and integrated into the Soul Ring. How could it possibly be able to re-condense into a physical form?"

"This is unreasonable...this completely contradicts the theory of martial spirits..."

Yu Xiaogang was deeply confused, his brows furrowing into a knot.

Looking at Yu Xiaogang's incredulous expression, Wang Teng couldn't help but smirk.

He didn't explain, because this kind of thing couldn't be explained using existing martial spirit theories; even he himself only had a vague understanding of it.

After absorbing the Ten Thousand Years of Profound Ice Marrow, Wang Teng's spiritual sea formed an ice field, and his spinning top sacred beasts also underwent a qualitative leap.

Previously, the sacred beast could only appear as a phantom on the top of the spinning top, or briefly condense into a physical form by borrowing his soul power.

Now, even if Wang Teng doesn't deliberately activate his soul power, sacred beasts like the Wind Chaser Leopard can condense into physical forms and move freely in the real world, just like a real soul beast.

"If all the sacred beasts were to gain consciousness and be able to materialize..."

Wang Teng thought to himself with delight, "Then I won't just be able to control the spinning tops anymore; these sacred beasts can also be used as independent combat forces."

"It's like I have a group of soul beasts with me, and they all obey my commands."

"If a group fight breaks out, who can withstand it?"

Yu Xiaogang stroked the back of the Wind Chaser Leopard, remained silent for a while, and finally stood up.