bookbashuk Chapter 8 Wood Spirit Entanglement!
Chapter 8 Wood Spirit Entanglement!
Twin Martial Souls.
A peerless genius, one in a hundred years, on the Douluo Continent. Every possessor of twin martial souls, as long as they don't die young, will at least become a Soul Douluo in the future, and there is even a high probability that they will become a Title Douluo.
The black-haired boy in front of me, who looks no more than twelve or thirteen years old and is dressed in tattered clothes, is actually a twin martial soul?
Moreover, judging from their performance just now, the quality of those two martial souls is frighteningly high.
Eye-type martial souls can see through the movements of soul beasts and can even "transform" to become immune to attacks. Plant-type martial souls can control and absorb soul power, and judging from the toughness of the vines, they probably also possess powerful vitality.
"Monster..." Beibei murmured.
The Netherfire Cat was still struggling, but it was growing weaker and weaker. The Wood Spirit Entanglement not only bound its body but also continuously absorbed its soul power. Its struggles gradually weakened, and the fierce light in its eyes dimmed.
Dai Tu knew the time had come.
He turned on the kaleidoscope again, and the scarlet pattern spun wildly in his eyes.
"Kamui..."
"distortion!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the space around the Netherfire Cat's body began to distort.
It's not a visual distortion, but a real, physical distortion. It's like an invisible giant hand grabbing that small patch of space and then twisting it hard.
"Click click click!"
A sickening sound of bones cracking rang out.
The body of the Netherfire Cat began to deform to a visible degree.
First came the tail, the tail burning with ghostly flames, twisted in the middle into a pretzel shape, its bones broken joint by joint. Then came the limbs, the front paws bent backward, the hind legs twisted forward, all the joints dislocated and shattered.
Finally, the torso, with its spine like a wrung-out towel, groaned under the strain.
"Meow!!!"
A piercing hiss, so harsh it didn't even sound like a cat's meow, echoed through the forest.
Blood began to flow from the seven orifices of the Netherfire Cat, its heterochromatic eyes, one gold and one silver, filled with pain and fear. It tried to struggle, but the vines bound it, rendering it immobile.
It tried to resist with its soul power, but most of it had already been absorbed by the vines. It could only watch helplessly as its body was gradually twisted, contorted, and deformed by that invisible force.
died.
A Netherworld Flame Cat with 1,500 years of cultivation was thus twisted to death.
"Thump."
The twisted corpse fell to the ground with a dull thud.
Dai Tu lowered his hand, panting heavily. The excruciating pain in his left eye receded like a tide, replaced by extreme exhaustion.
"Success..." Dai Tu murmured, a hint of excitement in his voice. "Kamui can not only etherealize itself, but also distort space to attack enemies... Although it consumes a huge amount of energy, its power..."
Just then, a spirit ring rose from the corpse of the Netherfire Cat.
A purple spirit ring.
A deep, rich purple hue, radiating powerful soul energy. On the surface of the soul ring, faint dark flame patterns flowed—remnants of the Netherworld Flame Cat's characteristics.
A thousand-year-old soul ring.
Dai Tu's goal has been achieved.
But before he could even feel happy, footsteps came from behind him.
It's Beibei and Tangya.
The two approached cautiously, their eyes filled with complex emotions as they looked at Dai Tu: shock, wariness, curiosity, and a hint of barely perceptible awe.
"Are you alright?" Bei Bei spoke first, trying to keep his voice gentle. He could tell that Dai Tu was in very bad shape; his soul power was almost exhausted, and his face was as pale as paper.
Dai Tu slowly stood up, glanced at Bei Bei, then at Tang Ya, and then shook his head.
"fine."
His voice was cold and indifferent, as if he were talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
Beibei and Tang Ya exchanged a glance, both seeing helplessness in each other's eyes. This black-haired boy was clearly not the kind of person easy to deal with.
"Um... my name is Beibei, and her name is Tang Ya." Beibei decided to introduce herself first, giving a friendly smile. "We are students from Shrek Academy."
Tang Ya couldn't hold back any longer. She looked at Dai Tu, her eyes sparkling, "Little brother, you're amazing! Those soul skills just now... do you have twin martial souls?"
Dai Tu was silent for two seconds, then nodded.
"It really is twin martial souls!" Tang Ya looked at Bei Bei excitedly. "Bei Bei, did you hear that? Twin martial souls! Our academy hasn't recruited any students with twin martial souls this year!"
Beibei smiled too, looking at Dai Tu with an even gentler tone: "Young man, what's your name? Which family are you from? Or... haven't you joined any faction yet?"
He asked the question carefully, but his intention was obvious.
This young man possesses twin martial souls, with soul power at least level twenty, and his combat abilities are ridiculously strong. If they could recruit him into Shrek Academy, it would be a tremendous achievement.
Moreover, judging from the boy's clothes and appearance, he probably doesn't come from a good family. This is exactly the kind of "commoner genius" that Shrek Academy likes to recruit.
Dai Tu looked at Bei Bei, then at Tang Ya, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him.
Beibei, Tangya.
In the original work, one of the characters later became the master of the Sea God Pavilion, and the other became the master of the Tang Sect.
"My name is Dai Tu." Dai Tu finally spoke, his voice still cold. "I have no family, no power."
Beibei's eyes lit up:
"Brother Dai, are you interested in joining Shrek Academy? We are the number one academy on the continent, with the best teachers, the most comprehensive training system, and the richest resources. With your talent, as long as you enter Shrek, you will definitely become a Title Douluo in the future, or even..."
"Not interested."
Dai Tu interrupted him directly.
Beibei was stunned, and Tang Ya was stunned too.
"Why...why?" Tang Ya couldn't help but ask, "Isn't Shrek Academy good? So many geniuses would kill to get in!"
Dai Tu turned his head and looked at Tang Ya. Her large, round eyes were now as empty as two deep wells, reflecting no light.
"Shrek Academy merely cultivates geniuses into geniuses," he said slowly, a hint of barely perceptible sarcasm in his tone.
"But geniuses are geniuses no matter where they go. The only difference is that at Shrek, you'll teach them to run, to work together, and to all those high-sounding principles."
He paused, then looked at Beibei: "But true strength doesn't need those things. True strength comes from fighting through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, from being tempered on the edge of life and death, from forging a path to survival in the deepest despair."
"Shrek?" Dai Tu twitched the corners of his mouth as if he were smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes. "It's just a greenhouse. No matter how brightly a flower blooms in a greenhouse, it can't withstand a real storm."
Bei Bei's expression changed: "How could you say that about Shrek Academy! Do you know how many powerful individuals Shrek Academy has cultivated? The Shrek Seven Devils ten thousand years ago, the ones a thousand years ago..."
"That's none of my business," Dai Tu interrupted her again, his tone icy. "I'll walk my own path. I don't need anyone to teach me, and I certainly don't need a... running academy to waste my time."
Running Academy.
These four words were like four knives, stabbing deeply into Beibei and Tangya's hearts.
They wanted to refute, to argue, to tell this arrogant kid how scientific and effective Shrek's training was.
But looking into Dai Tu's eyes, into the unfathomable darkness and deathly stillness within them, all the words stuck in his throat.
"Never mind, Xiaoya." Beibei pulled Tang Ya, who was still trying to argue, and shook his head. He looked at Dai Tu, took a deep breath, and tried to keep his tone calm.
"Everyone has their own ambitions. Since Brother Dai has his own ideas, we won't force him. However..."
He paused, then said seriously:
"If you change your mind in the future, or encounter any difficulties, you can come to Shrek Academy to find me. My name is Beibei, and I am a fourth-year student in the outer academy. The doors of Shrek are always open to true geniuses."
Dai Tu glanced at him but didn't say anything.