Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

"Saint Seiya Panther Beyblade".

He whispered the name.

After Yu Xiaogang and the other two received the Golden Sacred Dragon, they all looked somewhat tired.

"This……"

Liu Erlong opened his mouth, as if he didn't have enough words, and said, "This is a spinning top... it's evolved?"

"The Wind Howling Leopard Spinning Top and the Sky Extreme Silver Leopard Spinning Top have been combined into one."

Wang Teng stood up, stretched, and explained, "The Wind Chaser Leopard has also gained full consciousness and will be able to act on its own from now on."

After thinking for a long time, Flander finally managed to utter two words: "Monster."

Liu Erlong smiled, a rare occurrence, and patted Yu Xiaogang on the shoulder: "Master, you really misjudged him this time."

Yu Xiaogang did not refute.

He looked at the spinning top in front of Wang Teng and the golden cheetah at his feet, his expression shifting from shock to relief, and finally he sighed: "This world ultimately belongs to the young."

Chapter 452 Dugu Bo Appears and Condenses His Soul Core

Yu Xiaogang and the other two left.

Soon, their figures disappeared at the end of the mountain path.

The campsite quieted down.

The campfire still had some embers left, occasionally a spark or two would pop out, flashing briefly in the morning breeze before going out.

Ning Rongrong sat on a rock, resting her chin on her hands, gazing at the clouds gradually dissipating on the distant mountain ridge.

Suddenly, she asked, "Wang Teng, what should we do next?"

Wang Teng was squatting beside the campfire, poking at the ashes with a twig, trying to see if there were any unburnt embers.

Hearing Ning Rongrong's question, he paused in his work, looked up, thought for a moment, and said, "I plan to cultivate here until I reach level seventy, and then condense my soul core."

"Soul core?"

Ning Rongrong blinked, her face full of confusion.

Zhu Zhuqing also turned her head to look at Wang Teng, her brows furrowing slightly, clearly also hearing this word for the first time.

"what is this?"

The two asked the question almost simultaneously.

Wang Teng put down the tree branch, sat down by the campfire, took off his water pouch and took a sip, then slowly said, "The Soul Core is the inner core method that I exchanged with Elder Dugu Bo."

"It's not too complicated. Simply put, it's about using soul power to condense a core in the dantian of a soul master. This core can continuously generate and store soul power, just like the heart pumps blood."

"With it, a Soul Master's Soul Power will recover much faster, and their endurance will be greatly enhanced."

"Moreover, I feel that the condensation of the soul core helps a soul master continue to cultivate further."

Wang Teng tried to explain it in simple terms, since the concept of inner cores was unheard of for most soul masters.

After listening, Ning Rongrong rested her chin on her hand, tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said, "It sounds pretty impressive, but... is it even feasible? Is this thing reliable?"

There was a hint of doubt in her tone.

It wasn't that she didn't trust Wang Teng, but rather that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's records had never documented anything like condensing a soul core before, and Ning Rongrong had never even heard of it.

"Whether it's reliable or not, you'll only know after you try it."

Wang Teng smiled and said casually.

Zhu Zhuqing did not pursue the principles of the soul core; she was more concerned about something else.

Zhu Zhuqing stood up, walked to the edge of the camp, glanced at the surrounding dense forest, then turned back and said seriously, "Wang Teng, if you want to condense that soul core, you will definitely need to maintain a state of concentration and calmness."

“But, it’s just Rongrong and me guarding this place. I’m afraid you might be disturbed while you’re cultivating.”

"As you know, this is deep in the Mad Axe Mountains, where there are many soul beasts. If a ten-thousand-year-old one comes along, even Rongrong and I might not be able to stop it."

Zhu Zhuqing spoke very frankly, and every word hit the nail on the head.

Ning Rongrong nodded in agreement.

Wang Teng waved his hand, looking confident, and said, "Don't worry."

"It's not like we don't have help."

"helper?"

Ning Rongrong was taken aback for a moment, then asked in confusion, "Are you talking about your spinning top sacred beasts?"

"But if you want to condense a soul core, don't you need their help?"

"Haha, I wasn't talking about the spinning tops."

Wang Teng stood up, his gaze sweeping across the camp and landing in the direction of a dense forest in the distance.

A slight smile played on his lips, and he raised his voice a few decibels, calling out in that direction, "Elder Dugu Bo, please come out!"

"What? Elder Dugu? He's here too?"

Ning Rongrong suddenly turned around, her eyes wide, and stared in the direction Wang Teng was facing.

She looked up and down several times, but all she saw was a dark expanse of tree shadows; there was nothing else.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't make a fuss like Ning Rongrong.

She stood there, arms crossed, and said softly, "That's true..."

"Since we've come out here for training, Sect Leader Ning can't possibly let just the three of us go on our own."

"He will definitely arrange for experts from his sect to protect him secretly."

"Currently, among the titled Douluo-level experts in the sect, Senior Chen Xin is still in the Slaughter City, and Bone Douluo needs to stay in the sect to protect the sect master. The most likely candidate to be sent is Elder Dugu Bo."

"Not the most likely."

Wang Teng corrected, "It's Elder Dugu."

Ning Rongrong was even more puzzled and asked, "Huh? Wang Teng, how can you be so sure?"

Wang Teng pointed to his head, a confident smile on his face, and explained, "My mental power can detect the surrounding situation. Although Elder Dugu was well hidden, he couldn't hide it from me."

"Splash—"

Suddenly, a flock of birds took flight from the dense forest in the distance, fluttering into the sky as if startled by something.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing quickly looked in that direction.

"Kid, can your mental power detect things from 500 meters away?"

A surprised voice came from the direction of the dense forest, sounding old and somewhat incredulous.

As soon as the words were spoken, a green figure soared into the sky from above the treetops, flew across the open space in the blink of an eye, and landed in front of the three people.

Dugu Bo was dressed in a dark green robe, his beard fluttering slightly in the wind, and his pair of emerald green eyes were fixed on Wang Teng, his gaze full of inquiry.

"Greetings, Elder Dugu!"

The three of them quickly bowed in greeting.

In any case, Dugu Bo has now officially joined the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and given their current seniority, it is only right that he be addressed as an elder.

Dugu Bo hummed in response and nodded slightly as a greeting. Then his gaze returned to Wang Teng, and he asked, "Kid Wang, you haven't answered me yet."

"Just how wide is the range of your mental power?"

Wang Teng didn't answer immediately, but closed his eyes for a moment.

In his spiritual sea, the transparent panel floated quietly, with lines of data and text clearly visible on it.

Wang Teng's consciousness quickly scanned the panel: name, age, martial spirit, spirit, soul power...

Finally, my gaze settled on the "Scope" column.

Range: one kilometer.

Wang Teng opened his eyes and answered truthfully, "Senior, you are right, I can indeed detect things beyond 500 meters."

"To be precise, my mental energy's range is currently one kilometer."

"One kilometer?"

Dugu Bo's eyes widened suddenly, his expression switching between surprise and disbelief several times before finally turning into a long sigh.

"You little rascal...you're a monster."

A mental power coverage range of one thousand meters is something that even many titled Douluo, let alone Soul Emperors, cannot achieve.

Even as a titled Douluo, Dugu Bo could only cover less than two thousand meters when his mental power was fully activated.

Wang Teng, a level 69 Soul Emperor, already possesses half the mental strength of him. Who would believe that if this got out?

Wang Teng did not dwell on this topic.

He changed the subject and looked at Dugu Bo seriously, saying, "Elder Dugu, you should have heard what I just said."

"I would like to ask you to help me protect myself during this period of time, as I am about to condense my soul core."

"Soul core?"

Dugu Bo stroked his beard, muttering the word repeatedly to himself, lost in thought.

"The core of soul power, this name is a more accurate description of the essence of this thing than my 'inner core' or 'poison core'."

"Alright, kid, I agree."

"Thank you, Elder Dugu."

Wang Teng smiled and cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.

Dugu Bo waved his hand, said nothing more, and disappeared into the treetops on the outskirts of the camp in a flash.

From the outside, there was nothing there, but Wang Teng could clearly sense that Dugu Bo's aura was entrenched among the branches of that big tree, like a spider coiled in the center of its web, silently taking everything around it under its control.

With a titled Douluo protecting him from the shadows, Wang Teng felt much more at ease.

He found a flat spot in the center of the camp, sat down cross-legged, placed his hands on his knees, palms up, with his five centers facing the sky.