r18novel Chapter 7 Feeling the Iron Fist of Love
Chapter 7 Feeling the Iron Fist of Love
The master, who had already given up hope, looked over with a face full of surprise upon hearing his dream lover's words, "The mistress!"
"master!"
The two gazed at each other with deep affection, their eyes filled with the bond between master and disciple; at that moment, they had nothing but each other in their eyes.
Ye Tian felt a slight itch in his fists. Just as he was about to beat up the brainless Tang San and the shameless Master, a heavy, abyss-like pressure suddenly enveloped him from the shadows.
The hostility in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a hint of displeasure.
That good-for-nothing Tang Hao actually kept following us around.
Ye Tian was warned by him even though he planned to enter the academy. It seems that Tang Hao has already discovered that fair and tender little rabbit.
We'll have to wait until next time.
Ye Tian left, quite annoyed.
Back in his hotel room, Ye Tian immediately searched the online store and quickly found a suitable soul ring for himself.
A solitary bamboo with ten thousand years of cultivation is characterized by its sharpness; each of its leaves can break through the defense of a soul beast of the same level, making it a perfect match for his martial soul, the Overlord Spear.
"Purchase the Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Lone Bamboo Soul Ring!"
"2000 Fate Points have been deducted; Soul Ring issued."
Ye Tian crushed the spirit ring in his hand, and a black spirit ring appeared. He immediately circulated his spirit power to absorb the spirit ring into his body. The moment the spirit ring entered his body, his mind was subjected to the mental attack of the spirit beast before its death.
Veins bulged on Ye Tian's forehead as he gripped the bed tightly with both hands, enduring Gu Zhu's final, death throes.
Half an hour later, he finally withstood the soul impact of the ten-thousand-year-old soul beast, and the soul ring that had been resisting him smoothly entered his body.
The stagnant soul power within Ye Tian's body visibly began to increase.
In front of the Junior Soul Master Academy, the old village chief told Tang San to study hard. Knowing Tang San's family situation, he took out a few gold soul coins and gave them to Tang San.
After seeing the old village chief off, the master put his arm around his obedient disciple's shoulder and led him to his residence.
"Little San, I've observed thousands of children who have awakened Blue Silver Grass. Blue Silver Grass is such a useless martial soul that it can't meet the requirement of innate full soul power. You must have a second martial soul, right?"
Tang San looked at the Grandmaster in shock, never expecting that the Grandmaster could guess his secret.
Seeing the shock in Tang San's eyes, the master regained his composure as the continent's number one theoretical master, took his seat leisurely, and began to expound his set of ten theories on martial souls.
Tang San, who had never read a book and knew nothing about soul beasts, was shocked by the master's theory and couldn't help but feel glad that he had firmly chosen the master.
With such a teacher around, he will surely be able to carry forward the Tang Sect in this world in the future!
The master keenly sensed Tang San's change in attitude towards him and nodded in satisfaction.
In order to help his teacher better plan his cultivation path, Tang San took the initiative to say, "Teacher, you are right, I do have a second martial soul."
As Tang San spoke, he summoned the martial soul in his other hand.
The master glanced at it, and his expression immediately became very excited. He grasped Tang San's arm, his tone was very impassioned, and his face regained some color.
"Haotian Hammer!"
"It's actually the Clear Sky Hammer!"
Yu Xiaogang called out loudly in his heart. In just a few breaths, he had already connected Tang San with the Haotian Douluo who had disappeared for many years, and his gaze toward Tang San became even more loving.
"Little San, remember this: until you cultivate to the level of a Title Douluo, you cannot add any spirit rings to this hammer!"
"Okay, teacher!"
"My father said the same thing, teacher. What's the reason for that?"
The master smiled slightly and then moved on to his area of expertise. He spoke eloquently, explaining the mysteries of twin martial souls, and Tang San's eyes grew even more respectful.
"Little Three, now that you're already level ten, let's set off tomorrow. I'll personally take you to obtain your first spirit ring!"
Thank you, teacher!
Inside the hotel, Ye Tian, who had been focused on absorbing the soul ring, opened his eyes at this moment. Two beams of white light shot out from his eyes in the darkness, and his soul power was much thicker than before his breakthrough.
Having successfully absorbed the ten-thousand-year soul ring, Ye Tian couldn't wait to check his status. His soul power had surged to level forty-five in one go, and the soul skill granted by the ten-thousand-year soul ring was called the Sky-Splitting Thousand Shadow Kill.
It can conjure hundreds of spear shadows, covering all enemies within a hundred meters in front of him, making it a very good area-of-effect attack. Moreover, combined with his first three soul skills, killing a Soul Master in one strike is not a problem at all.
Now that his strength has greatly improved, why not take this opportunity to sneak over and beat up that short-haired guy?
I'm sure that master would never guess that it was him who did it.
Moreover, Ye Tian was also training Master's combat abilities; otherwise, if Master were to be nearly killed by a Mandragora Snake in the Soul Beast Forest, it would be a laughing stock.
Just do it.
Ye Tian changed his clothes, put on a mask, and quietly slipped out the window. Under the cover of night, he quickly sneaked into the Soul Master Academy.
He quickly found the master's house, where he could faintly hear singing. It seemed the master was in a good mood after managing to seduce a talented disciple.
Ye Tian picked up a pebble from the ground and instantly extinguished the candles in the room.
The moment darkness descended, the master had just uttered a shout when he felt a gust of wind rushing towards him. He quickly dove to the side.
The next second, a whip kick was already waiting there, landing squarely on the master's stomach. The instantaneous pain caused the master to lose consciousness, collapsing to the ground, too weak to even get up.
Ye Tian looked at the master on the ground with disdain. He hadn't even summoned a spirit ring; he had only used ordinary fist and foot techniques.
I hadn't even used any strength, and you've already collapsed?
Such a weak master, I don't know how blind our Pope and that Liu Erlong must be to have taken a liking to him.
Of course, despite her complaints, Yun Shu continued to train the master's combat abilities.
Before stepping down, Yun Shu thoughtfully removed the master's chin to prevent him from disturbing everyone's sleep late at night. The sound of heavy punches echoed continuously throughout the room.
After an unknown amount of time, the master finally had the strength to get up from the ground. He lit a candle and looked at his bruised, round face in the mirror, almost not recognizing himself.
The thief beat him so badly that his body was swollen all over. At this moment, the master was in so much pain that he was grimacing and could not bear to move even slightly, but he was still not in any danger of dying.
Ye Tian: Master, let's play slowly later. Wouldn't it be no fun if we wiped you out all at once?
Early in the morning, Tang San arrived at Grandmaster's room but received no response after knocking for a long time. It was the passing dean who noticed and told Tang San.
The master was ambushed and seriously injured by thieves last night. He has been sent for treatment and will not be able to return for at least a week.
Tang San, who was full of excitement, returned home disappointed in the end.
Ye Tian spent a few days training in the Soul Beast Forest, regaining control of his surging power. That night, when he returned to his room, the familiar dream-like sensation washed over him. He didn't resist and closed his eyes willingly.