N-A-A Chapter 38 Master: I think I can!
Chapter 38 Master: I think I can!
Chapter 38 Master: I think I can do it! (Seeking recommendation votes)
The next morning, news that shocked the entire continent spread rapidly: Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, had successfully broken through his limits, condensed a soul ring, and advanced to the level of Soul Douluo! This sudden surprise made everyone take notice.
Ning Fengzhi had accumulated profound knowledge over many years, and now, with a sudden burst of power, he had directly reached level 86, demonstrating astonishing strength. Even more astonishing was that his seventh spirit ring had reached a terrifying level of nearly 100,000 years—a pale red spirit ring! Such a speed of power increase and the quality of his spirit ring were truly astonishing.
Within five years, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will undoubtedly gain another Title Douluo. At that time, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will have four Title Douluos, and Madam Ning is also about to break through, which means that the glorious achievement of a school with four Title Douluos is about to arrive. Ning Fengzhi finally reached the pinnacle of his life at this moment.
Many forces had initially been waiting to see the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School make a fool of itself, but now they were all dumbfounded. The fact that self-condensing soul rings was actually feasible had overturned their understanding.
At the same time, upon learning the news, the Spirit Hall immediately announced that Yu Tianming had been appointed an honorary elder. This move undoubtedly demonstrated the Spirit Hall's recognition and support for the matter. As the news spread, Yu Tianming's name instantly became known throughout the entire continent, making him the focus of everyone's attention.
Some were overjoyed, while others were deeply worried. Those who were unable to break through their bottlenecks due to the limitations of their martial spirit began to research methods for condensing their own soul rings.
Even the theoretical master, Master Yu, Yu Xiaogang, is no exception.
At the Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy, Yu Xiaogang, a theoretical master, has always lived a life of freeloading.
However, recently this Master Yu has embarked on a difficult task—studying how to condense soul rings on his own.
Master Yu, who was always arrogant and conceited, had no choice but to set aside his pride and devote himself wholeheartedly to the research when faced with such a complex self-condensing soul ring technique. However, despite his efforts for several days, even neglecting to eat and sleep, he still could not understand its mysteries.
The complexity of the Self-Condensing Soul Ring Technique far exceeded his imagination, and as a Great Soul Master of only level 29, Yu Xiaogang almost lost his life because of it. In the end, he had to give up his pride and resolve to study the Self-Condensing Soul Ring Technique properly and seek a breakthrough to become a Soul Master.
Today, Master Yu kept his door tightly shut. He believed he had grasped the essence of the Self-Condensing Soul Ring Technique and that now was the perfect time to break through to the Soul Venerable realm. Therefore, he began practicing the Elementary Soul Power Breathing Technique to absorb external soul power. Since his own soul power had already reached level 29 and he had accumulated a large amount of soul power within his body, breaking through to the Soul Venerable realm would not be difficult.
However, Master Yu's ambitions went far beyond that. Upon hearing that Ning Fengzhi's seventh spirit ring was nearly 100,000 years old, a strong desire welled up within him. He believed that his situation was almost identical to Ning Fengzhi's—both possessed special martial spirits. If Ning Fengzhi could do it, then he, Yu Xiaogang, could certainly do it too. He firmly believed that his strength was enough to surpass ordinary thousand-year spirit rings and pursue even higher levels of power.
With everything prepared, Master Yu took a deep breath, a resolute glint in his eyes. "Soul Ring, Condense!" With a low roar, the surrounding soul power began to converge towards him, forming a vortex. This vortex spun within his body, continuously absorbing, compressing, and extracting the essence of soul power.
The 29th level of his cultivation began to loosen, and Master Yu sensed this powerful force, but he was in no hurry to break through. He knew it wasn't the right time yet; he needed to continue refining his soul power to make his third soul ring even stronger. His goal was to ensure that his third soul ring was at least three thousand years old, only then could he truly unleash his full power.
At this moment, Master Yu's face was filled with excitement and anticipation; he believed he could succeed. However, he also understood that this path would not be easy.
Just then, a comical white piglet phantom appeared, emanating faint dragon roars, as if a giant dragon were lurking within. Meanwhile, the puppy's face was contorted in agony, its body convulsing uncontrollably, clearly experiencing immense pain.
However, Master Yu paid no attention to this, because he could clearly feel that his spirit ring had broken through the one-thousand-year limit. His face lit up with joy, and his eyes gleamed with excitement. As time passed, the age of his spirit ring continued to climb, and when it reached fifteen hundred years, Master Yu suddenly felt a powerful shock; both his spirit and body began to show signs of collapse.
Yu Xiaogang forgot an important fact: he was no longer young, and his physical functions had long since deteriorated. His endurance was far less than it had been in his youth, and he himself was not some unparalleled genius. Therefore, 1,500 years was the limit he could reach.
"I'm not reconciled! Two thousand years is almost here, just hold on a little longer!" Master Yu screamed, but his body could no longer hold on. Finally, the comical little pig Luo Sanpao made a loud bang and exploded. Master Yu spat out a mouthful of blood, fainted on the ground, and lost consciousness.
"No! Impossible! How could my soul power be draining away? I clearly felt that I was about to break through!"
Master Yu stared wide-eyed at his hands in horror. His body began to tremble, and his lips turned pale.
He couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes. His soul power had actually reversed at the critical moment, and instead of breaking through to level 30, he had regressed to level 19.
Master Yu felt a surge of despair wash over him, and he collapsed to the ground, losing consciousness.
Just then, the old dean of Notting Academy rushed in. Upon seeing Master Yu's condition, he immediately used his soul power to try to save his life.
After much effort, they finally pulled Master Yu back from the brink of death. However, although Master Yu's life was saved, he lost a full ten levels of soul power, which was a nightmare for any soul master.
When Master Yu awoke, he discovered that his soul power had been severely depleted, and he was devastated. He couldn't accept this cruel reality and felt that his life was completely ruined.
Therefore, he resolutely left Notting City, intending to find a new way out. He thought of his apprentice Tang San, believing that Tang San possessed outstanding talent, and if a suitable method could be found, perhaps Tang San's fourth spirit ring could condense into a ten-thousand-year spirit ring.
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Meanwhile, far away, Yu Tianming was busy helping his father-in-law "take care of his mother-in-law" and was completely unaware of the misfortune that had befallen his uncle, Yu Xiaogang. He was unaware that Yu Xiaogang's actions had caused his soul power to plummet, even endangering his life.
At the same time, the reason why the old father-in-law was able to successfully condense a soul ring of more than 90,000 years was entirely due to his cultivation of the Golden Bell Iron Shirt technique.
This skill requires a vast amount of resources to strengthen the physical body in order to withstand the power of such a powerful spirit ring. This special training method greatly enhanced the old father-in-law's strength.
After seven years of body tempering, he achieved mastery of the Golden Bell Cover and Iron Shirt techniques, making his physical body impervious to swords and spears.
How could Yu Xiaogang's body, which had deteriorated over the past few decades, possibly compare to his father-in-law's, who ate all sorts of supplements every day?
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