my opening move is the Thunder Hell Spear!”
In the Academic Affairs Office, Director Su was leisurely drinking tea.
Catching sight of a familiar young figure appearing at the door out of the corner of his eye, he subconsciously put down his teacup.
“Report.” After shouting out, Meng Chen walked into the office, “Teacher Su, I am back.”
“Student Meng, you finished obtaining your Soul Ring so quickly?”
Director Su was somewhat surprised; not even half of the ten-day leave had passed, this speed was a bit too fast.
Meng Chen did not explain much, casually saying, “Mn, with my teacher’s help, it was relatively fast.”
Mentioning Meng Chen’s teacher, Director Su thought of the mysterious masked woman in red who had come with him on the day Meng Chen asked for leave.
Even without seeing her true face, solely based on the unique temperament she exuded, he knew that the other party was definitely an unfathomable Soul Master expert.
He just did not know whether she was a Soul Saint or a Soul Douluo.
As for a Titled Douluo, Director Su did not even dare to think about it.
After Director Su helped Meng Chen cancel the remainder of his leave, thinking of something, he spoke again, “Right, Student Meng, Student Xiao Wu also asked for leave to leave the school some time ago, saying that her family members wanted to help her obtain a Soul Ring.”
Hearing this, Meng Chen guessed immediately that Xiao Wu had no idea where she ran off to condense her Soul Ring.
“Goodbye, Teacher Su.”
He nodded at Director Su and left the Academic Affairs Office.
Director Su looked at Meng Chen’s disappearing back and sighed inwardly in amazement.
Having awakened his Martial Soul for less than a month, he had already become a one-ring Soul Master, and he even had a powerful Soul Master as a teacher.
This child’s future was boundless!
Director Su picked up his teacup just as he was about to continue drinking when, shortly after, another figure walked in.
“Director Su, I am here to report.”
Tang San walked up to Director Su, handed him the leave slip, and his attitude was plain.
Director Su nodded, “Mn, go back to class.”
Tang San turned around and left without saying a single word.
Director Su showed a trace of displeasure on his face, but thinking that Tang San was Yu Xiaogang’s Disciple, and that Yu Xiaogang and the dean were friends, it was not convenient for him to show his dissatisfaction.
On the other side, Meng Chen returned to the dormitory, and his roommates had all gone to class.
Since no one was there, Meng Chen summoned the Thunder Hell Vine Martial Soul.
The purple Soul Ring emerged, and he began to study his own Soul skills.
His first Soul skills, [Thunder Prison Strangulation], manifested similarly to Tang San’s Blue Silver Entanglement.
After all, it was a vine-type Martial Soul, and Entanglement was its foundational base color.
You couldn’t possibly have a vine bite someone to death, right?
Furthermore, the true manifestation of this Soul skills’s effect was not Entanglement, but rather strangling.
There were various manifestations of strangling.
Entanglement the enemy and then strangling them to death was merely the most intuitive manifestation.
What Meng Chen pursued was the extension and versatility of Martial Soul Abilities, rather than a single Entanglement and Strangulation.
On the way back, he had already thought about many things.
As the saying goes, a single chopstick is easily broken, but ten held together form a bundle.
If multiple Thunder Hell Vines were twisted together, would they become even tougher?
Thinking of this, Meng Chen acted immediately, instantly consuming Soul Power and condensing two more Thunder Hell Vines.
The dark purple vines slithered in front of him, as thick as pythons.
Their vine bodies shimmered with fine scale patterns, surrounded by thunder and swaying gracefully.
The Soul Ring lit up with a purple glow, and Meng Chen’s eyes narrowed.
Starting from the front end, he tried to twist the three Thunder Hell Vines together bit by bit.
It was like a triple helix; the further along it went, the tighter the three Thunder Hell Vines were twisted together, and the greater the resistance became.
After two minutes or so, traces of cold sweat also appeared on Meng Chen’s forehead.
Realizing that he had reached the limit of his control, Meng Chen controlled the three twisted Thunder Hell Vines and slowly stabilized them.
“It succeeded?”
Meng Chen looked at the Thunder Hell Vine somewhat uncertainly.
No, it should be called the Thunder Hell Spear.
Only, compared to a real spear, the Thunder Hell Spear looked more like the javelin used by athletes in his past life.
The front end was as sharp as an awl, while the spear shaft was spiral-shaped like the Spear of Longinus, tightly fitted and as hard as refined iron.
Furthermore, it was tempered with the power of thunder, making the awl-like spearhead even sharper.
“Aunt Ye, help me test the power of this spear of mine.” Meng Chen called out to Ye Xishui.
Ye Xishui appeared, glanced at the Thunder Hell Spear, saw through the key points at a glance, and smiled sweetly.
“Little fellow, you certainly have ideas.
Come on, let me see how powerful your little ingenuity can be.”
“Alright, then Aunt Ye, you must be careful.”
Meng Chen controlled the Thunder Hell Spear, aiming it at Ye Xishui.
Following that, with a thought in his mind, the Thunder Hell Spear suddenly erupted with lightning-fast speed.
A flash of thunder, and the air even let out a sonic boom!
Speed was power!
A trace of surprise welled up in Ye Xishui’s eyes.
Was this the speed a one-ring Soul Master’s first Soul skills should have?
But Ye Xishui was even faster.
Raising her hand instantly, the awl-like spearhead was steadily blocked by her bare hand, not even piercing the skin.
“It’s not over yet!”
Meng Chen reminded Ye Xishui.
Ye Xishui saw the Thunder Hell Spear begin to disperse from the tail end.
Driven by inertia, the spearhead actually began to spin like a spiral drill, as if it wanted to drill through her palm!
“Mn!”
Ye Xishui sensed a trace of itching in the center of her palm.
It was extremely faint, but it made her quite surprised.
She was a ninety-ninth-rank Limit Douluo, after all, and her Physical Body was comparable to a Vicious Beast, with her resistance maxed out.
To actually be able to make her feel a trace of sensation, this little fellow was quite something!
After a while, the Thunder Hell Vine dissipated, and Ye Xishui looked at her palm.
Observing carefully, she then discovered an extremely subtle little white dot had appeared on her palm.
“Little fellow, your Soul skills is not weak in power.”
Ye Xishui’s red lips parted slightly as she praised Meng Chen.
“Of course.
I thought about this move all the way back.
Give an evaluation: can it kill a Great Soul Master with a single spear?”
“There shouldn’t be much problem against ordinary Great Soul Masters.
If you encounter defensive-type Soul Masters like the Xuanwu Tortoise or Diamond Mammoth, it can heavily injure them.”
Ye Xishui thought for a moment and analyzed it for Meng Chen.
In her view, the change in Meng Chen’s Soul skills was extremely fast.
If one didn’t pay attention at all times, under a sneak attack, even a Soul Elder might not be able to dodge it.
Furthermore, there was a secondary change: breaking through a surface with a single point, maxing out the attack power.
If some Soul Elders who were not good at defense took such a hit, they would also have to kneel.
But the shortcomings were also very obvious.
The Thunder Hell Spear was formed by twisting multiple Thunder Hell Vines together, which could be understood as “charging up”.
This process required a certain amount of time.
“Little fellow, your Soul skills’s variation is very good, except that the charging time is a bit long.”
“But this is not a fixed limitation of the Soul skills.
Practice more, and if you can compress the charging time to two or three seconds, it will be even more perfect.”
Ye Xishui pointed out Meng Chen’s strengths and weaknesses, and Meng Chen accepted the advice.
He also knew that this move had a long charging time.
Moreover, it was a severe test of control.
The reason he succeeded on the first try just now was because he had already experimented with it several times on the way back.
“Compressing over two minutes of time down to two or three seconds is not ordinarily difficult!
Aunt Ye, do you have a secret technique to Cultivate Spiritual Power?”
Meng Chen looked eagerly at Ye Xishui, begging for a secret technique to Cultivate Spiritual Power!
Ye Xishui gave Meng Chen an eye-roll.
This little fellow really asked her for everything.
Ye Xishui recalled for a moment and told Meng Chen to take out pen and paper.
After Meng Chen found them from his dormitory desk, he brought up one more point.
“Aunt Ye, it cannot be a Spiritual Power enhancement method of Evil Soul Masters.
I definitely don’t want to melt away like butter in the future.”
“You sure have a lot of demands.
Rest assured, it is not an Evil Soul Master secret technique; it is a mental Cultivation secret technique of the Sun-Moon Royal Family from my era…”