Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

"Thank you very much, Soul Master!"

The driver took the money and drove away.

Looking at the room full of medicinal herbs, Wang Teng couldn't resist taking out a packet and starting a fire to cook them.

Although he relied on the candies given to him by Teacher Shao Xin of Shrek Academy to supplement his nutrition during this period, Wang Teng's body was still somewhat deficient.

After all, the intensity of his training was simply too great.

Upon seeing these medicinal herbs, Wang Teng couldn't wait to cook a bowl to nourish his body.

An hour later, after drinking two bowls of thick, dark medicine, Wang Teng felt hot all over and sweat poured out continuously.

He immediately began to slowly move his body in the yard, doing some slow exercises.

Another hour passed before Wang Teng slowly stopped what he was doing.

"how do you feel?"

Wang Sheng, who had been standing guard nearby, asked.

"The quality of the medicinal herbs is good, but their efficacy seems insufficient for my current needs."

Wang Teng pondered for a moment before speaking.

"How could that be? I personally selected all these medicinal herbs; their medicinal properties are absolutely guaranteed."

Wang Sheng asked, somewhat puzzled.

"It's not a problem with the herbs, it's a problem with the prescription."

Wang Teng shook his head and explained, "The current prescription is no longer effective enough for me."

"The prescription? I can't help you with that."

"The prescription we have here was the one you got from Tang San back then."

"We don't have any way to get other remedies to replenish the body."

Wang Sheng frowned.

"Forget it, brother, let's not think about this for now."

"So what if the medicine is weak? I'll just drink a few more bowls."

As Wang Teng spoke, he got up and went inside to get a packet of medicinal herbs, and continued to cook them.

Life returned to its usual routine.

Training, fighting, taking medicine, meditating, the cycle repeats itself.

Time flies, and two years have passed in the blink of an eye.

For the past two years, Wang Teng's life has been almost entirely repetitive, consisting of going between three points: home, work, and home.

His own little courtyard, Shrek Academy, and the Great Battle Arena.

Hard work pays off. On Wang Teng's tenth birthday, his soul power finally broke through to level seventeen.

Wang Sheng's cultivation speed is slower; his current soul power level is fourteen.

In the courtyard, Wang Teng had just finished meditating.

He felt the increasing soul power within him, but instead of opening his eyes immediately, he focused his consciousness into his mind, looking at the panel that only he could see:

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Name: Wang Teng

Age: 10 years old

Martial Soul: Explosive Spinning Top

Soul Power: Level 17

Range: 50 meters

First Soul Skill: Gale Steed Spinning Top (Unevolved)

Soul Ring Age: 408 years

Spinning Top Sacred Beast: 408-Year Soul Beast Gale Steed (Unconscious)

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Spinning Top Attribute: Wind

Features of a spinning top: lightning speed, instantaneous rapid acceleration

Spinning Top's Ultimate Move: Phantom Wind Chaser

Talent 1: Explosive Warrior

The "Soul Skill Spinning Top" can evolve under certain conditions.

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The data on the panel appears to have been stagnant for a long time.

Wang Teng stared at the line "Soul Power: Level 17" and his brows furrowed involuntarily.

"In two years, my soul power has only increased by five levels... It's still too slow."

He muttered to himself, his voice filled with barely suppressed anxiety.

At this rate, when Shrek Academy recruits students two years from now, he probably won't even meet the minimum admission requirements, let alone catch up with Tang San and the other seven.

Wang Teng knew in his heart that the gap between himself and Tang San was widening with time.

The reason he set his sights on Shrek Academy so early was actually to pave a way out for the future.

If his plan goes wrong, or he fails to find the immortal herb in the end, he can at least rely on his status as a classmate to seek a sliver of hope by Tang San's side.

However, it seems that this "safety net" plan is becoming increasingly uncertain.

"Ugh--"

Wang Teng couldn't help but sigh and raised his hand to scratch his hair hard.

"Young man, what's wrong? You look so worried."

Wang Sheng walked over at some point, sat down on a stone bench, and looked at him with concern.

"It's nothing, just some cultivation-related issues that are bothering me."

Wang Teng shook his head, his tone revealing helplessness.

"By the way, why haven't you been to Shrek Academy lately?"

Wang Sheng seemed to suddenly remember something and asked in confusion, "Didn't you used to go there every few days?"

"What else would you go for?"

Wang Teng smiled wryly and explained, "My duel with Fatty ended a long time ago."

"He has now completely surpassed me."

If Wang Teng doesn't use his trump card, "Spinning Top Beast," he really can't beat Ma Hongjun.

These words were spoken in a plain tone, but Wang Sheng detected a subtle hint of melancholy in them.

“I ran into Oscar at the night market yesterday.”

Wang Sheng hesitated for a moment, then spoke up, saying, "He said you lost to the fat guy three times in a row?"

"Ah."

Wang Teng nodded and admitted, "Fatty has long since become a two-ring Soul Master, and his Soul Power must be at least level 23 now."

"The gap between us is widening, and going to fight him again would only be pointless."

Wang Sheng was silent for a moment, then reached out and patted his younger brother on the shoulder.

He could somewhat understand the feeling of watching friends who once stood shoulder to shoulder with him gradually drift away.

Sometimes, being there for someone is more powerful than words.

So Wang Sheng didn't say anything, but just sat quietly with Wang Teng for a while.

The faint sounds of the bustling market could be heard outside the courtyard wall; Soto was awakening in the early morning.

“By the way,” Wang Sheng changed the subject, “the Great Soul Arena sent word yesterday that we’ve accumulated enough points to be promoted to ‘Bronze Soul’.”

"A bronze fighting spirit?" Wang Teng twitched the corners of his mouth, his smile somewhat bitter. "This is not good news."

"How could that be?" Wang Sheng asked, puzzled. "After the advancement, won't we get even more rewards for winning each Soul Battle?"

"The rewards are plentiful, but you still have to have the ability to win them."

Wang Teng quickly explained, "With our current strength, even if we were to be called 'Bronze Soul Masters,' would we really go and fight those level 20+ Great Soul Masters head-on?"

The Soto Arena divides the battles into four levels: Iron Soul, Bronze Soul, Silver Soul, and Gold Soul.

Iron Soul Battleground is the battlefield for Soul Masters of levels 10 to 19, while Bronze Soul Battleground is the stage for Soul Masters of levels 10 to 29.

Wang Teng and Wang Sheng were able to advance because of their excellent teamwork, which resulted in an amazing win rate in the Iron Soul level two battles.

However, if they advance in level, it means that if they want to perform on stage again, they will most likely face opponents who are Soul Masters of level 20 or above.

"Looking at it this way, we don't need to go to the Great Soul Arena for now."

Wang Teng rubbed his temples, feeling as if another path ahead had been cut off.

"I'm not going to Shrek Academy, and I'm not going to the Great Soul Arena either..."

A worried look appeared on Wang Sheng's face as he asked, "Where do we go next?"

Wang Teng stood up, stretched his stiff neck, and his joints made a slight "clicking" sound.

"I haven't decided yet."

He looked at the gradually brightening sky outside the courtyard gate, thought for a moment, and said, "However, we've been away from home for two years now, it's time to go back."

"go home?"