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Chapter 11

Douluo: Divine Boar of Douluo

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The air around Meng Tao suddenly twisted slightly.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze, and a massive surge of soul power fluctuations came rushing in.

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Meng Tao understood that the test had begun.

He steadied his mind, and the soul power within his body revolved around the crescent moon.

Bone Douluo looked at Meng Tao.

As expected, a 20th-level soul power was still not enough to withstand it?

Generally speaking, when a low-level soul master bears the direct soul power pressure from a high-level soul master, being able to endure pressure equivalent to two-thirds of their own level indicates that they are quite outstanding.

Just now, Gu Rong had directly applied 20th-level soul power pressure on Meng Tao.

Then he increased it a bit more.

21st level, 22nd level…

up to 25th level.

Meng Tao’s face turned flushed red, his brows tightly furrowed, looking extremely uncomfortable.

Meng Daming and his wife were somewhat worried.

Ning Fengzhi comforted them: “Don’t worry, I’m here, nothing will go wrong.” “Rotate, rotate faster.” At this moment, the speed at which his own soul power revolved around the crescent moon became faster and faster, and denser as well.

Originally, his soul power was like a planetary ring revolving around the star-moon.

Under the pressure of Bone Douluo’s soul power, they slowly pressed closer together, showing a tendency to form a circulating flow.

The density of the soul power also gradually increased as it continued to compress.

Meng Tao activated Starlight Sparkle, comprehensively enhancing himself to share the pressure on his body.

A silver-gray soul power could be seen attached to Meng Tao’s entire body, with light particles flickering from time to time.

“What is this?” Bone Douluo and Ning Fengzhi were somewhat curious.

Meng Tao’s complexion improved a little.

“It seems this has alleviated his pressure.

Then I’ll increase it further.” 26th level…

27th…

until 29th level.

Meng Tao finally couldn’t hold on anymore.

Martial soul possession.

Zhu Xian appeared, raising its head and letting out a long howl.

“Boom…” “Is this his martial soul?

It manifested externally.

Is it because of martial soul mutation?” Bone Douluo thought.

“Fengzhi, I suddenly thought of a person.” The two looked at each other.

It was as if they were confirming the answer in their hearts.

The two smiled at the same time.

They really had the same thought.

They thought of another mutated martial soul, the joke-like figure from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan of the Upper Three Sects.

Yu Xiaogang.

The current Grandmaster of theory.

The pressure was greatly reduced, and the soul power belt maintained the state from before.

“I’m curious now, where is this little guy’s limit?” “Then I’ll continue.

31st level…

36th level…

38th level.” From the beginning, Zhu Xian had no expression, but it slowly became tense, and then it started groaning in pain.

40th level!!!

Zhu Xian collapsed to the ground, letting out miserable cries from its mouth.

“Hmm, hmm.” What was even more terrifying was that it seemed to be constantly swelling up.

Its body puffed up, looking just like a Beijing roast duck being inflated.

Ning Rongrong, standing behind the chair, didn’t dare to look anymore.

The scene was truly horrifying.

Starlight Sparkle was attached to Zhu Xian’s body, but at this moment its effect was almost negligible.

There was no other reason, the pressure was simply too great.

On Meng Tao’s side, he had at some point sat down cross-legged, his eyes tightly closed.

The soul power within his body had been compressed into a tiny thread, spinning at high speed like a ring of light.

“Bone Uncle, stop.

I think that’s enough,” Ning Fengzhi said.

“I was thinking the same.

Hehe, he really gave me too many surprises.” “Don’t stop, don’t stop.

A little more, just a little more,” Meng Tao shouted.

Just a little more, just a little more.

His soul power was about to form a trace of solid state.

Soul power vortex.

After soul power is compressed to a certain degree, because it is getting closer and closer to a solid state, and purely solid soul power does not exist, the near-solid soul power must exist in the form of rotation.

Because of the existence of the crescent moon, Meng Tao could naturally make his soul power rotate from the beginning.

Forming a soul power vortex.

The soul power vortex itself possesses an extremely strong attractive force, attracting one’s own soul power while also having a strong pull on the external heaven and earth origin energy, allowing cultivation to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

This was one of the reasons why Meng Tao cultivated so quickly.

“Puff.” A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out from Meng Tao’s mouth.

As long as soul power forms a solid state, one will not be stuck at the boundary between Soul Douluo and Titled Douluo.

This meant that as long as Meng Tao could now condense a trace of solid soul power, then by following the proper steps, he would be able to cultivate into a Titled Douluo in the future.

In the original story, the reason the Shrek Seven Monsters climbed the steps on Sea God Island contained this meaning.

Just a little more, but his body could no longer endure it.

So Meng Tao decided to risk it all and increase the soul power pressure a bit more.

He didn’t dare to think about the consequences, nor did he know what they would be.

“It seems this kid is cultivating something special?

Fine!

I’ll help you out.” Bone Douluo increased the soul power pressure once again.

42nd level.

“Hmm.” His entire body swelled as if about to self-destruct like Cell.

The entire pig body grew larger and larger.

Zhu Xian widened its big eyes and looked at this world.

“Goodbye everyone, I can’t hold on anymore.

I will definitely come back.” Zhu Xian thought this, and in the next second: “Goodbye, Trunks.

Goodbye, Bulma.

Goodbye, Kakarot.” What it wanted to say sounded to the people around like this: “Hmm, hmm.

Hmm, hmm, hmm!” Bone Douluo used soul power to protect the people around him.

“The Seven Treasures are famous: The first is Strength, The second is Speed, The third is Soul, …” Six beams of light flew toward Meng Tao.

These six beams of light were like the last straw that broke the camel’s back.

“Condense for me!!!” Meng Tao roared.

A large surge of soul power suddenly erupted from Meng Tao’s body, spreading outward in all directions.

At this moment, Zhu Xian finally exploded.

The resulting soul power explosion blew away the surrounding tables, chairs, and benches.

The people present were fine because precious items had been protected by a layer of soul power defense.

Meng Tao’s last thought before fainting.

It was finally done.

A silver thread-like solid soul power had appeared within his body, revolving around the crescent moon.

“Little Meng!” Meng Daming and his wife rushed out and hugged Meng Tao.

Ning Fengzhi called out: “Someone come.” Bone Douluo took a look.

“It’s fine.

He only fainted from soul power backlash.

He’ll recover after a few days of rest.” Ning Rongrong looked at the other party and thought, “Is he crazy?

Did he need to force himself like this?

Did he need to persist so desperately?” She still didn’t understand that the path of cultivation requires risking one’s life in a desperate struggle.

She was still too young.

Meng Tao felt some lingering fear, but he was also relieved.

If Ning Sect Leader hadn’t helped him at the end, he would have suffered severe damage to his vitality.

Now it was good.

He had condensed solid soul power.

Although it was only a trace, this trace was like a seed of power.

It would slowly grow and strengthen within his body.

Becoming a Titled Douluo was within reach for him.

And he had also gotten his wish, to take Ning Sect Leader as his master.

Looking at the silver ring on the ring finger of his right hand, he felt extremely happy.

It was given by the Ning Sect Leader.

A soul tool ring with eight cubic meters of internal space.

“Look at how happy you are,” Chun Jiao said.

“That matters!” This was the first spatial item he had obtained since coming to this world.

Back then, when he saw Tang San’s Twenty-Four Bridge Moonlit Night, he had been so envious that his eyes almost popped out.

But with his family’s financial situation, he definitely couldn’t afford it.

He could only pitifully use a bag.

In two days, he would recover almost completely.

He would go with Ning Rongrong to hunt soul rings.

Bone Douluo and Sect Leader Ning would accompany them.

Was it really necessary to make such a big fuss over a one-hundred-year soul ring and a one-thousand-year soul ring?

Alright, he was overthinking it.

They were simply going for Ning Rongrong; he was just being brought along.

He was just an accessory gift.

Come on.

His long-awaited third soul skill.

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