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The other onlookers were also astonished, never expecting that the level 29 master would have such a powerful martial soul.
The Silver Dragon King closed her eyes and thought to himself, "If I could capture him and extract his origin power, I would..." Then she shook her head and whispered, "It's a pity he's too weak."
[Thus, Gangzi was stuck at level 29, unable to progress any further. But he was unwilling to give up and didn't want to endure the gossip, so he ran away from ho and ca to Spirit City, the city with the richest knowledge of Martial Souls, hoping to find a way out.]
[But after arriving in Spirit City, he discovered it wasn't so easy. As soone from another faction, he couldn't access the Spirit Hall's information. He was anxious, and then he encountered Bibi Dong, who was then the Holy Maiden.]
[He exclaid, "Heaven is helping !" and imdiately began his smooth-talking, completely fooling Bibi Dong, and eventually even managed to win her over as his girlfriend!]
[Here I want to complain about my foolish teacher in this life. What kind of taste did she have to fall for a good-for-nothing who was despised by his own family? If blindness had ranks, teacher, you should be a god-king!]
"Insolence!" Bibi Dong stood up and slamd her scepter on the floor, her expression one of shock and anger.
"Your Holiness, please calm your anger."
The elders and bishops who were reporting their work in the Papal Palace looked surprised, though they were bowing and pleading for calm.
However, they didn't know why Bibi Dong suddenly got angry. they kept thinking about the report they had just received, and it seed to be fine.
"It's alright, please continue."
Bibi Dong took a deep breath to calm herself down, cursing her traitorous disciple in her heart!
"Yes, Your Holiness!" Although everyone in the hall was full of questions, they could only mutter to themselves and dared not ask aloud.
[After this, Gangzi received the support of the Holy Maiden and could freely access information about the Spirit Hall. However, with his lightning-struck brain, even with the information, he couldn't figure out a way to solve his own problem.]
[Gangzi was disappointed and wanted to leave the Spirit Hall you want to leave, fine, but plan to elope their Holy Maiden? you don't even need to use your lightning-struck brain to think about it. How could the Spirit Hall let the Holy Maiden go with a piece of trash like you?]
[Then Gangzi was expelled from Spirit City by Qian Xunji, who imprisoned the then-Holy Maiden Bibi Dong, preventing the two from ever seeing each other again.]
"Bang!" Bibi Dong slamd her hand on the armrest in the Papal Palace, a mad glint in her eyes.
"Buzz"
A crisp clang of a blade rang in her ears, and her eyes cleared.
"You all... never mind, you may all leave now." Bibi Dong waved her hand, dismissing everyone in the hall.
"Yes," they replied. Although they didn't know what was going on, they left quickly. After all, Her Holiness the Pope was acting a bit strange today, so it was better to stay away!
In the Crown Prince's residence in Tiandou City, the little angel disguised as Xue Qinghe had a complex expression, her face a mixture of anger and sorrow, and she whispered:
"Is this why you hate Father and ? Just because of a re good-for-nothing?" Qian Renxue could hardly believe it.
[Gangzi left without a trace of regret. Even though he was useless, he wanted to succeed! Since he lacked ability, he would make a na for himself through theory!]
[Then he published a theory that beca famous throughout the continent: the ten core competencies of a martial spirit! But this theory was 30% from the Spirit Hall, 20% from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan, and the remaining 50% was all guesswork, without any basis whatsoever.]
[Just like he said, innate soul power is directly proportional to the quality of one's martial soul, which is only half true, because it is also greatly related to individual aptitude. Even with the sa martial soul, the soul power awakened will be different.]
[And then there's the theory of soul power bottlenecks. It's impossible to argue with that. It's true that one can accumulate soul power without breaking through the bottleneck, but if a Soul Master and a Great Soul Master train for the sa amount of ti, will their results be the sa?]
[And the most useless statent is: there are no useless martial spirits, only useless soul masters. That's utter nonsense.]
[I consider myself unparalleled in talent, having created nurous martial arts techniques and secret skills, but if I hadn't been fortunate enough to obtain the Ninth-Rank Purple Ganoderma in my past life, I probably wouldn't have broken through to the Soul Douluo level even until my death!]
Liu Erlong gritted her teeth, punched the ground, and gasped for breath in anger, wanting to say sothing but unable to get the words out.
She could only slam her fist into the ground again, causing the surrounding area to tremble violently, venting her anger.
The others watching from the diary all showed expressions of agreent. No matter how powerful you are, it's all for naught without soul power.
On the Shrek playground, Flender, who had just finished speaking, called Oscar and Ning Rongrong over, preparing to start his deception and training.
"Dean! How strong is Bai Yu? What level is his soul power?" A clear, cold voice rang out.
Flender, who had just turned around, looked at Zhu Zhuqing, who had asked the question, upon hearing this. Everyone else also stopped and pricked up their ears to look over.
Flender hesitated for a mont, then said with a serious expression, "I didn't want to tell you this, because I was afraid it would be a blow to your peace of mind."
"But since you all want to know, let tell you. The truth is harsh, so be prepared!"
"I don't know how strong Bai Yu is now, but he fought with Lao Zhao in the back mountain a year ago, and the result was a tie."
(TL: Lao ans old, so he's calling him by a nickna of old Zhao)
Then Flender gave a wry smile:
"Although it's called a draw, Old Zhao actually lost, because Bai Yu didn't use his Martial Soul at all. He relied entirely on his own Soul Power and self-created Soul Skills to fight Old Zhao, who was using his Martial Soul True Body, to a standstill!"
"At that ti, his soul power was level 66, a level 66 Soul Emperor at the age of 16!" Flender sighed.
As Flender finished speaking, Tang San and his seven companions' pupils dilated in shock, their minds went blank, and their mouths opened involuntarily, as if they were shouting silently.
"How can Brother Bai be so strong? What is his martial spirit? How exactly does he cultivate it?"
Dai Mubai was the first to co to his senses and asked Flender in a very fast voice.
Flender glanced at Tang San, his tone sowhat evasive: "Martial Soul? It's Blue Silver Grass. As for how to cultivate it, I don't know. You can go and ask him yourselves."
"Blue Silver Grass?" Tang San exclaid in surprise, his eyes flashing in disbelief.
Flender looked at the shocked crowd and shook his head: "Let's not talk about him anymore. He's still a long way off for you. You should all get yourself together. We're going to the Great Soul Arena tonight."
"Yes," the group replied, looking dazed, unsure how they had left.
Bai Yu was unaware of the tremors on the playground caused by him and was still diligently writing Gangzi's biography.
[After Gangzi finished compiling his theory, he continued to wander the continent, during which ti he encountered Flender and Liu Erlong, one a commoner and the other a girl who had never returned to her family. Both of them were impressed by his nonsensical theory.]
[The three then traveled together across the continent. Then, as usual, the plot unfolded in a lodramatic way: the eldest and second eldest both fell for the youngest, but the youngest loved the second eldest, and the eldest automatically withdrew.]
[Does this sound familiar? That's right! The opening scene is exactly the sa as what happened to Rat and his two friends!]
In the Blue Tyrant Academy, Liu Erlong's face showed a look of reminiscence, and she unconsciously murmured, "Xiaogang..."
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