am-books Chapter 115 Tang 3 suddenly felt like he was capable again!
Chapter 115 Tang 3 suddenly felt like he was capable again!
Chapter 115 Tang San suddenly felt like he was invincible again!
Just then, a soft footstep sounded in the corridor.
The master stood at Tang San's door, carrying a steaming hot breakfast.
After a moment's hesitation, he raised his hand and gently knocked on the door, his voice low, and said, "Xiao San, open the door for a moment. There are some things I want to talk to you about."
If it were anyone else, Tang San definitely wouldn't want to bother with them.
But he always held the master in the highest esteem, as the saying goes, "A teacher for a day is a father for life"...
Tang San paused slightly, stunned for a moment, before slowly standing up, walking slowly to the door, and opening it.
The instant the door opened.
The image that appeared before the master's eyes was one that made his heart tremble slightly.
Tang San looked haggard, his eyes were bloodshot, and he appeared listless, a far cry from the composed and resolute young man he used to be.
"Teacher, please come in." Tang San forced a smile.
Looking at Tang San's forced smile, the master sighed inwardly, stepped into the house, gently placed the breakfast he was carrying on the table, lingered on Tang San's face for a moment, and shook his head, saying, "Little San, you're so young, how can you be so dejected?"
Tang San simply stood quietly, his eyes lowered, without saying a word.
Seeing this, the master didn't rush to ask anything. Instead, he pulled out a chair next to him and sat down. His tone softened a bit as he said, "Little San, it seems you haven't slept for several days. In that case, I'll put breakfast aside and have a chat with you."
"Teacher, do you think I've really gone down the wrong path in cultivating my Blue Silver Grass?"
"Otherwise, why... why am I no match for my brother? I... I have innate full soul power, while his innate soul power is only level one."
With his head bowed, Tang San remained silent for a long time before suddenly speaking.
"Nonsense!" Upon hearing this, the master's face darkened abruptly, and he slammed his fist on the table, shouting angrily.
"How could you think like that, mistress? Are you going to question my theory too?"
"Have you forgotten that blonde woman who was with your brother? She's the fallen one, the evil spirit master, who severely injured Ma Hongjun before!"
"Perhaps... your brother's strength has improved so quickly, and his Blue Silver Grass martial soul has been cultivated to such an abnormal level in such a short time, that he must have achieved it through some evil method."
Tang San remained silent upon hearing this.
He simply stared at the master silently, his eyes seemingly filled with struggle or doubt.
However, he did not immediately refute it.
In his view, the master's words were not entirely without merit.
Yes... my brother's innate soul power is clearly only level one.
Logically speaking, with his talent, it would be almost impossible for him to catch up with me, let alone completely suppress me in the Soul Arena.
If it wasn't through some kind of evil cultivation method, how can all of this be explained?
Tang San's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as Tang Chuan's image kept appearing in his mind.
What made Tang San even more uneasy was that he knew exactly how to practice evil cultivation.
Not long ago, when he was removing the toxins from the Shrek Seven Devils' bodies, he secretly used the Eight Spider Lances to drain their soul power and life force.
Drawing strength in this way feels like being pushed off a mountain by a boulder that can never be stopped; it just rolls faster and faster until it falls out of control.
After a moment, Tang San slowly raised his head, a long-suppressed confusion appearing in his eyes, and said, "Teacher, even if my brother's strength was really obtained through some kind of evil cultivation method, I still feel... my own Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul is too weak."
"Blue Silver Grass is a useless martial soul to begin with. Although I managed to make some changes by increasing my soul power, I felt its limitations more and more as I progressed."
"Whether it's Mu Bai's White Tiger Martial Soul or Fatty's Phoenix Martial Soul, they both possess top-tier talent. Their soul skills will become increasingly terrifying due to the foundation of their martial souls."
"But I wasn't so lucky. Although Blue Silver Grass is very adaptable, it can't make up for its own fragile foundation at all."
"If I hadn't unexpectedly obtained the Eight Spider Spears, an external soul bone, when I was level 30, I probably would have been far ahead of them by now."
Upon hearing this, the master remained silent for a moment, staring at Tang San with a complex expression, and said in a low voice:
"Mistress, what are you planning to do next?"
Tang San sighed softly, his eyes filled with confusion and helplessness, and said, "Ultimately, the source of these troubles is that my Blue Silver Grass is too weak and useless."
He paused for a moment, his eyes flickering, as if he had made up his mind.
"Teacher, after these past few years of exploration, I've discovered that my second martial soul seems quite unusual. What do you think about me switching to cultivating a second martial soul now...?"
Before Tang San could finish speaking, Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang interrupted him with a raised hand. His voice was tinged with panic and anger as he said, "No! Little San, this is utter nonsense!"
"Although you are now cultivating a second martial soul, as long as you can obtain a suitable soul ring, your strength can indeed reach a significant level in a very short time."
"But have you considered what kind of spirit ring you'll obtain if you cultivate your Blue Silver Grass to level 90 before cultivating your second spirit?"
"Even if you obtain nine ten-thousand-year or even one hundred-thousand-year spirit rings by then, it's not impossible. Although Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's spirits are currently stronger than your Blue Silver Grass, they only have one spirit. Once you've cultivated your second spirit, with the added strength from nine spirit rings over ten thousand years old, do you think they'll still be your match?"
These words struck Tang San like a thunderclap.
His body suddenly jolted, his eyes instantly brightened, and his previously gloomy expression vanished, as if his fighting spirit had been rekindled.
"yes!"
Tang San muttered to himself, his fists clenching unconsciously, a glint in his eyes, and said:
"Teacher, you're right. Blue Silver Grass may seem weak now, but what will happen when I reach its limit and then switch to cultivating a second martial soul?"
"Eighteen spirit rings, eighteen spirit skills!"
"By then, let alone Mu Bai and Fatty, what would they be compared to the other Title Douluos on this continent?"
Seeing that Tang San's complexion had suddenly improved, the master breathed a slight sigh of relief. He then raised his hand and gently patted Tang San's shoulder, his tone softening and filled with anticipation.
"Everyone has a barrier in their heart, once it's broken down, everything will be fine."
"Just like when I was young."
"Back then, my soul power was stuck at level 29, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't break through the bottleneck. During that time, I was also depressed and even doubted myself."
"But I didn't give up! I changed my approach and started studying the martial soul theory of soul masters."
"As it turns out, my choice was right. Even if I myself struggled to break through, didn't I still successfully nurture you? And the other six Shrek Seven Devils, who are also exceptionally talented young Soul Masters?"
"Looking back now, I haven't failed. I've just demonstrated the value of my life in a different way. My dear mistress, you are my pride."
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