Chapter 52: Damn Blue Silver Bind, Why Does It Keep Tangling Me!
On the side, Wei Xiaofeng was still sulking in silence. He watched Wu Zhangkong cast satisfied glances at everyone else but treat him completely normally.
That couldn't be normal. He aimed to enter Shrek Academy and become the Master of the Sea God Pavilion!
How could he possibly let his teacher down? Unwilling to accept it, he blurted out, "Teacher, what about Xie Xie then?"
If he couldn't make the teacher proud, he might as well drag someone else down with him!
He and Xie Xie had attacked together, yet only he was criticized.
Wu Zhangkong didn't deny it; he merely motioned for him to look behind Xie Xie.
There, Xie Xie awkwardly drew out the hand hidden behind his back—a hand gripping his other martial soul, the Shadow Dragon Dagger.
As an assassin, if he came out attacking with light at the start, wasn't that purely to mislead?
His follow-up weapon was his second martial soul—the Shadow Dragon Dagger!
What a sneaky move!
Wei Xiaofeng immediately slumped in defeat.
"With Wang Jinxi, Zhang Yangzi, Xie Xie, Xu Xiaoyan, Gu Yue, Jiang Chen, and Xue'er all here… why was I even born!"
Ignoring the self-pitying Wei Xiaofeng, Wu Zhangkong's gaze returned to the others. Frankly, he was downright envious of these seven. Each already had the potential to join Shrek Academy and perhaps even attain the distinguished title of Shrek's Seven Monsters.
(Tang Wulin: ?)
That title had existed for over ten thousand years, with even gods among its bearers. The first generation of Shrek's Seven Monsters—all ascended to godhood.
Later figures like Spirit Ice Douluo and Dragon Butterfly Douluo also became gods.
To become one of Shrek's Seven Monsters was, therefore, to hold the chance of ascension—to be a god. That title was the highest aspiration of every Shrek student.
After this sparring session, Wu Zhangkong roughly understood the class's overall strength.
Aside from these few, the rest were at a normal primary academy level. Placing this extraordinary group with them was clearly overkill.
Wu Zhangkong considered suggesting a new, separate class formation. Otherwise, these geniuses' overwhelming strength might cripple the motivation of their peers.
After all, every child who awakened their martial soul believed themselves to be the protagonist of their own story.
But as cultivation went on, that illusion shattered. Against such monsters and prodigies, the speed of their progress would push ordinary soul masters into despair.
Separating them was clearly the better path.
Meanwhile, Xu Xiaoyan finally exhaled in relief after receiving her teacher's praise.
Ever since awakening her martial soul, the entire Xu Family's attention had turned to her. They'd sent her to Eastsea City to enter the class led by Disciple of the Red Dragon Douluo from the Sea God Pavilion—Wu Zhangkong himself.
The goal: join Shrek Academy!
Carrying the hopes of her entire family, this once carefree girl suddenly found herself under immense pressure.
"Ugh, I'm just a shut-in homebody… why did things turn out like this? All because I awakened the Starwheel Ice Staff martial soul?"
She would rather have had no mutation at all than bear her family's expectations for future glory. She was just a small, helpless girl!
(Xu Jiujie's Star Crown martial soul had also been a mutation.)
Thankfully, seeing Teacher Wu's satisfaction, Xu Xiaoyan felt she could relax a little and coast for a while.
"Xie Xie, your dual martial souls, light and shadow, are your defining strength. Your tactical execution was decent, but next time—avoid close combat if you can."
The agility-attack type soul masters had it tougher and tougher these days.
They were like assassins—high speed, high offense, low defense—built for explosive, lethal strikes. But with the advent of soul tools, their evolution was severely restrained. Everyone now had invincible barriers. The fragile agility types simply couldn't keep up.
And now, with battle armors and mechas…
Most modern Title Douluo, Super Douluo, and even Ultimate Douluo were overwhelmingly power-attack types. Agility-types had all but vanished.
Still, in modern soul master society, the lines between classes had blurred. Even support-type soul masters were formidable in combat.
A strong agility-type could still shine.
If Xie Xie managed to join Shrek Academy, his development would surely improve. But at the mention of Shrek Academy, Wu Zhangkong's expression dimmed with melancholy.
For as much as he could not forget Shrek Academy, he could not forget his lover—Long Bing.
" Tang Wulin, your Blue Silver Bind is far stronger than that of ordinary Blue Silver Grass. But I don't understand—why did you choose such a soul skill?"
Tang Wulin gave a bitter smile and summoned his soul spirit. A small dark-gold dragon appeared instantly, leaping into his arms.
"Teacher, I didn't mean to pick Blue Silver Bind. I don't know what happened—when I was choosing my skill, it somehow replaced my choice on its own."
Even when he asked Old Tang, the man only dodged his question. Tang Wulin had since suspected that Old Tang was to blame.
But surely, Old Tang wouldn't harm him, right? If he wanted to, he could've done it long ago.
Tang San: What's wrong with Blue Silver Bind!
Though your bloodline is that of the Golden Dragon King, you are my own son—the heir to the Blue Silver Grass's royal bloodline, the Blue Silver Emperor!
Your first soul skill, Blue Silver Bind, grants control—that's better than most other abilities!
Blue Silver Bind could still be used even if you become an Ultimate Douluo—or even a god!
And besides, everything I did was for you. If not for you, I never would've sealed the Golden Dragon King's power within your body.
Everything… was for you, my son!
Tang San wanted to say all this, but he couldn't. He could only sigh inwardly.
Forget it.
When Tang Wulin grows up, he'll understand the bittersweet intentions of a father.
Now then, the Blue Silver Grass had properties of growth and control—it could bind targets using soul power.
And yet… your first soul skill is Blue Silver Bind? Isn't that a wasted slot?
Wu Zhangkong glanced at the near-thousand-year-grade dragon-type soul spirit, only to see that its chosen soul skill was merely Blue Silver Bind. He shook his head, at a loss for words.
Was that a waste of potential?
Even though Blue Silver Bind was once the first soul skill of the Sea God himself, one of the first generation of Shrek's Seven Monsters, in the ten thousand years since, only he had ever possessed such a martial soul—and his wasn't even an ordinary Blue Silver Grass. It was the Blue Silver Emperor.
Could Blue Silver Grass bloodline still surpass that of dragons?
Normally, forming a soul spirit contract had a chance of advancing one's martial soul. Yet somehow, Tang Wulin's skill ended up having nothing to do with his dragon spirit at all.
Frankly, Wu Zhangkong didn't hold high hopes for Tang Wulin.
Still, his talent in forging was undeniable. That was a path of its own, a highly respected one—Divine Blacksmiths commanded respect everywhere.
Besides, this Blue Silver Bind, enhanced by his dragon-type soul spirit, had extremely potent binding strength. So, not entirely useless.
With innate Rank 3 soul power, what more could he expect?
Gazing at the Golden Night Dragon and Tang Wulin, Wu Zhangkong shook his head again.
Tang San: My Blue Silver Bind is invincible!
(END CHAPTER)
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