Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

"I can't sleep, and I keep thinking about it."

Wang Teng went into the kitchen, took out his own cup and willow twigs, scooped up some water, stood next to his father, and began to wash up, imitating his father's actions.

The cool water sobered him up considerably.

"There's no use worrying about it; what's meant to come will come."

Wang Wu had finished tidying up and turned to go into the kitchen.

"You can go back and lie down for a while."

"I'm not lying down anymore, let me cook for you."

After washing up, Wang Teng wanted to go into the kitchen to help, but Wang Wu pushed him out.

"Go away, don't get your new clothes dirty. Breakfast will be ready soon."

Wang Teng had no choice but to walk to the old pomegranate tree in the yard and sit down on the bamboo recliner next to it.

The morning air was crisp and clear. He looked up at the gradually brightening sky, his mind blank, thinking of nothing, simply letting time flow by.

Before long, the unique aroma of rice porridge wafted out from the side.

"Goo-"

Wang Teng's stomach growled appropriately.

He stood up and looked at the stone table beside him.

At this moment, bowls and chopsticks were already set on the stone table in the courtyard.

Today's breakfast was a simple bowl of white porridge, a dish of homemade pickled vegetables, and two boiled eggs.

The porridge was cooked just right, neither too thin nor too thick, and the rice grains were all fluffy.

Wang Teng slurped down two large bowls of porridge with the crisp pickled vegetables, a few beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

After finishing his meal, he pushed the bowl away, stood up, and walked out.

"Dad, I'm going to wait for you at the Spirit Hall in the center of the village!"

"You go about your business, you don't need to come with me. I'll tell you when I get back!"

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Tengren had already run out of the yard.

Wang Wu peeked out from the kitchen and only saw his son's back disappear like a gust of wind.

He shook his head with a smile and muttered to himself, "This kid... I hope God will bless him and give him some innate soul power."

Wang Teng left his house and walked along the main road paved with bluestone slabs towards the center of the village.

As the sky grew brighter, many houses along the way had already opened their doors and were sweeping and cleaning their courtyards.

In the village, wisps of smoke rose from many cooking fires.

"Good morning, Uncle Liu!"

"Brother Xia, have you eaten yet?"

"Aunt Huo, you're already busy so early!"

When Wang Teng met his neighbors, he greeted them with a smile.

Several other families who were also preparing to awaken their children followed him.

The children's faces were mostly filled with excitement and trepidation, while the parents whispered instructions as they walked.

"It seems everyone is the same, having something on their mind and unable to sleep."

With these thoughts in mind, Wang Teng quickened his pace.

The Martial Spirit Hall of Tiger King Village is located in the very center of the village. It is a house built with large bluestone bricks.

However, although the house was nice, it looked quite old, with dark green moss growing in the cracks of the walls.

The room wasn't small, about fifty or sixty square meters, and it was much more tidy than the Spirit Hall in the Holy Soul Village that Wang Teng had seen.

"I guess it's because our village is relatively well-off."

Wang Teng thought to himself.

When he arrived at the open space in front of the hall, a group of people had already gathered there.

The group consisted of four or five families, including the children who were to be awakened today, and their parents. They were gathered together, talking in hushed tones, and the scene was somewhat noisy.

Wang Teng found an inconspicuous corner to stand in, his gaze fixed on the tightly closed palace doors.

As time passed, more and more people gathered, almost filling the small open space in front of the hall.

The children were surrounded by their parents; some were nervously twisting their fingers, while others were curiously looking around.

"The village chief and the officials from the Spirit Hall have arrived!"

Someone shouted, and the crowd immediately stirred, spontaneously parting to make way for each other.

Two people walked over unhurriedly.

The person in front was a tall, thin old man.

The old man had neatly combed white hair, wore a dark long gown made of fine material, with elegant orchid patterns embroidered on the lapel, leaned on a cane, and had a well-groomed goatee on his chin.

This old man was none other than Old Martin, the village chief of Tiger King Village.

Accompanying old Martin was a young man in his twenties.

He was tall and straight, wearing the standard gray-white uniform of the Spirit Hall, with neat short hair and handsome features.

Most striking are the golden "Soul" character on his chest and the badge on his left breast: a pattern of three intertwined longswords, which reflect slightly in the morning light.

This means he is a Battle Soul Master from the Spirit Hall, and his level is Great Soul Master.

Wang Teng's heart began to race involuntarily.

"These are the Spirit Hall personnel who came to awaken today... Could it be the 'Blind Douluo' Su Yuntao?"

Wang Teng couldn't help but speculate in his mind.

At this moment, Old Martin and the young Soul Master had already arrived at the entrance of the Spirit Hall.

Village elder Martin took out his key, clicked open the large brass lock on the door, and removed the tangled iron chain.

The young Soul Master nodded slightly to Old Martin and then stepped into the somewhat dimly lit hall.

Old Martin turned around, faced the noisy crowd, and raised his voice, shouting, "Everyone, please be quiet!"

Chapter 6 Explosive Spinning Top, Innate Level 5

Old Martin continued, "The Spirit Masters from the Spirit Hall have arrived, and the Spirit Awakening Ceremony will begin immediately!"

"Next, all children who are to be awakened this year, please line up in front of me. Parents, please stay outside and wait. Don't try to squeeze in!"

"Kids, hurry up!"

As soon as the village chief finished speaking, the children sprang into action.

Wang Teng, along with other children of similar age, walked up to Old Martin.

Old Martin stretched out his hand and touched each child's head.

"One, two, three... fifteen, sixteen."

"Yes, sixteen, that's all."

"Everyone, come in with me. Remember, don't panic, don't make a fuss, and listen to the Soul Master's instructions."

As Old Martin spoke, he turned and led the sixteen children into the Spirit Hall in single file.

The interior of the hall was darker than the outside, and the air smelled of a mixture of dust and old wood.

The children stood in a somewhat disorderly row inside the hall, curiously and nervously observing the young Soul Master in front of them.

The young Soul Master calmly swept his gaze over the children and said, "My name is Su Yuntao, and I come from the Spirit Hall."

"Today, I will preside over the Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony for you."

It really was Su Yuntao!

This is the one who has awakened the martial souls of countless protagonists throughout the myriad realms!

Wang Teng's spirits lifted, and he fixed his gaze on him intently.

With a flick of his wrist, Su Yuntao produced six round, black stones, each about the size of a thumb, in his palm.

With a casual toss, six stones landed evenly on the ground, forming a circle about one meter in diameter.

The moment the stone settled, a soft golden light suddenly rose from within the circle, illuminating the surrounding area.

"Next, I will summon my martial spirit."

"You may see some changes, but don't be afraid, they won't hurt you."

After Su Yuntao finished speaking, his expression hardened, and he shouted in a low voice, "Lone Wolf, possess me!"

A pale blue light flashed from between his brows, and then a purple wolf shadow covered in illusory flames disappeared behind Su Yuntao and instantly merged into his body.

Su Yuntao's body swelled up a bit, and his hair turned gray and even became coarse and stiff.

Grayish-brown hair quickly grew on his exposed skin, such as his cheeks and the backs of his hands, and his fingernails grew longer and sharper, gleaming with a cold light.

In particular, Su Yuntao's eyes had transformed into eerie green beastly pupils, and his gaze sent chills down one's spine.

At the same time, two halos, one white and one yellow, rose from beneath Su Yuntao's feet, encircling his body and pulsating slowly up and down.

Despite being mentally prepared, a few suppressed gasps still rang out from the children when they witnessed this fantastical scene.

Wang Teng also felt a tightness in his chest, but more than that, he felt an indescribable excitement and anticipation.

"Alright, who wants to go first? Just step into this golden circle of light."

Su Yuntao's voice was slightly lower than before, with a hint of wild magnetism.

"I'll do it!"

Wang Teng stepped forward almost without thinking.

He had waited too long for this day, and the longing in his heart could no longer be contained.