Lu Feng casually rubbed his wrist and said with a faint smile, "Little San, what are you thinking about? We grew up in the same village; we're not mortal enemies."
Hearing this, the gloom in Tang San's heart eased a little.
He caught his breath and asked curiously, "Lu Feng, how did you manage that 'combination soul skill' just now?"
Lu Feng said lightly, "Didn't your father teach you some forging techniques? Exert force from your legs, transfer it to your waist, and then swing the hammer. Then, you borrow force to strike, making each blow stronger than the last."
After speaking, Lu Feng spread his hands. "I just replaced the hammer with my fists. What do you think, isn't it simple?"
"Are you talking about the Disorderly Splitting Wind Hammer Method?" Tang San asked uncertainly.
"Oh, so that move is called the Disorderly Splitting Wind? That's a great name," Lu Feng said with a raised eyebrow and a smile.
Tang San stared intently at Lu Feng, but he couldn't see any trace of falsehood on his face.
"I see. I have learned something."
After speaking, Tang San dragged his somewhat weak body and walked back towards the academy.
It was not a good feeling to have one's technique broken. Although Tang San had already sorted out the chaotic internal energy in his body, he probably wouldn't be able to work at the blacksmith shop for the next half a month.
"Wow, Brother Feng, you're so amazing!"
At this moment, several work-study students ran over, chirping around Lu Feng.
Xiao Wu glanced at the high-spirited Lu Feng, then turned to look at the dejected Tang San and hurriedly chased after him.
On the second floor of the dormitory building, in Yu Xiaogang's room.
Tang San looked at the students playing on the field and fell into thought.
"Borrowing force to strike, borrowing force to strike!"
"That's right, why didn't I think of that! Although the Disorderly Splitting Wind is a forging technique, it can be fully applied to actual combat!"
"My second martial soul is a hammer. In the future, I can completely draw on Lu Feng's method in battle."
"Such a brilliant idea! Lu Feng..."
"Ahem!" A light cough interrupted Tang San's thoughts.
Yu Xiaogang still had that same cold expression. "Little San, is something on your mind?"
Just now, he had called Tang San two or three times in a row, but Tang San hadn't heard him.
"I'm sorry, Teacher," Tang San quickly stood up, lowered his head, and said no more.
Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San's obedient appearance and nodded with satisfaction. He was genuinely fond of this disciple.
"What were you thinking about just now? Can you tell me?"
Tang San raised his head. Seeing that the Grandmaster was not blaming him, he secretly let out a sigh of relief.
He thought for a moment, then slowly began to speak, "Teacher, is the gap between Blue Silver Grass and other martial souls really that big? I read in a book that Lu Feng's Body Martial Soul is also considered a low-grade martial soul, but in the battle that day, I..."
"I was no match for him at all."
Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang was stunned for a moment. With Tang San's soul power as high as level seventeen, he actually couldn't beat Lu Feng, who had just obtained his soul ring?
"Tell me the specific situation."
Thus, Tang San recounted everything to Yu Xiaogang, from Lu Feng's strange rings to his abnormal soul power level, and finally, his genius-like fighting style.
"Teacher, I've seen the rings on Lu Feng's hands before; they are the martial soul of another student. It's a pity he has already graduated, otherwise, I would have brought him here for you to see."
Yu Xiaogang thought for a moment and said, "Little San, your idea that Lu Feng's martial soul has mutated is definitely wrong."
"Oh? Please enlighten me, Teacher."
Yu Xiaogang walked to the window, looked at the white clouds in the distance, and said confidently, "Although there are many cases of martial soul mutation, most of them are congenital. There are very few acquired mutant martial souls."
"According to my research, his martial soul should be in a semi-awakened state. As his soul rings increase, the true form of his martial soul will be revealed. Little San, do you still remember what I told you about the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul?"
Hearing this, Tang San's eyes immediately lit up. "Teacher, you mean Dragon Transformation!"
Yu Xiaogang nodded and said, "I suspect that the final form of Lu Feng's martial soul is a suit of armor; the body and the armor are one. However, with his talent of level five innate soul power, he probably won't be able to achieve it in this lifetime."
"As for his soul power level... sigh."
As he spoke, Yu Xiaogang let out a long sigh, an expression of pity for Lu Feng on his face.
"Teacher, what's wrong?"
Yu Xiaogang straightened his posture and turned to Tang San with a serious expression. "Little San, what is the most important cultivation philosophy that I have taught you!"
Tang San's expression became serious, and he said word for word, "Be down-to-earth and avoid aiming too high."
Yu Xiaogang walked to the table and took a sip of tea. "Correct. In soul master cultivation, you take one step at a time. You should have finished reading that 'Soul Master Dream Ranking List', right?"
"Teacher, you mean Lu Feng has a soul bone!" Tang San said excitedly.
"Smack!" Yu Xiaogang's face immediately darkened, and he tapped Tang San's head with his teaching stick.
"How can a soul bone be so easily obtained, especially since Lu Feng hunted a hundred-year soul beast? I suspect he may have mistakenly consumed some kind of rare flower or herb, or some kind of natural treasure, but..."
Tang San rubbed his head and asked curiously, "But what?"
"Although medicinal herbs and spiritual materials are precious, they are more likely to be fatal poisons! Besides soul rings and soul bones, are there any other opportunities on the 'Dream Ranking List' that can cause a soul master's level to soar?"
"This..." Tang San fell silent.
The "Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record" did record many immortal herbs, but those were all legends from his previous life. Tang San didn't know if this new world had immortal herbs.
"There are some evil methods on the continent that can quickly increase a soul master's cultivation in a short period of time. But all of them come at the cost of consuming the soul master's potential, or even their lifespan!"
At this point, Yu Xiaogang shook his head. "I originally thought that with Lu Feng's potential, he could reach the Soul Ancestor or Soul King realm. But now, it seems it's a question of whether he can even live to be thirty!"
"What! Lu Feng, he..."
Tang San's mouth fell open, seemingly unable to believe the Grandmaster's words.
Yu Xiaogang sighed. "Tang San, it's best you don't tell Lu Feng this news. Just let him live happily for the remaining twenty years."
"Mm!" Tang San nodded heavily.
"As for the last question, Little San, in your opinion, what is the most important thing in a soul master battle?"
"Mm..." Tang San pinched his chin and thought seriously for a while.
"The combination of soul skills, attribute counters, and the battle environment."
Tang San recalled his battle with Lu Feng. It seemed he had made the mistake of 'attacking the enemy's strength with his own weakness'.
If he had used the Blue Silver Grass to maneuver around Lu Feng in the forest, and combined it with hidden weapons and poison, dealing with Lu Feng would have been a piece of cake!
Yu Xiaogang nodded, then began to correct Tang San's mistake. "What you said is all very important, but you forgot the most important point. Do you still remember the phrase I taught you?"
"Many rings, many bones, unleash a wave of skills; few rings, few bones, turn tail and run."
"In a soul master battle, the most important thing is one's own level! A Soul Grandmaster can absolutely not defeat a Soul Ancestor. And this is your greatest advantage compared to Lu Feng!"
Hearing this, a flash of understanding passed through Tang San's eyes. "Teacher, you mean..."
"With your talent of innate full soul power, you will probably be able to cultivate to the Soul King, or even Soul Emperor realm in twenty years!"
"And Lu Feng?"
As he spoke, Yu Xiaogang clasped his hands behind his back and walked to the window. "It would be good if he can even break through to level forty. At that time, will you still need to care about a little Soul Ancestor?"
Hearing this, a strange glint flashed in Tang San's eyes. "Teacher, I am enlightened!"