Chapter 14: Fighting Spirit and Soul Power

The moon is like a silver plate, and the sky is filled with stars.

On the outskirts of the Star Forest, in the pitch-black small forest, the first thing that catches the eye is a bonfire. The flames burn the firewood, making crackling sounds, and small sparks burst out in the burning.

Next to the bonfire, the boy leaned against a tree trunk, holding a piece of blue silver grass in his mouth, chewing it slightly, letting the faint bitterness spread in his mouth...

The young man raised his pale hand and blocked his eyes with it. He looked through the gaps between his fingers at the huge bright moon in the sky.

"Alas... Teacher, do you think we still have a chance to return to the Douqi Continent?" With a light sigh, Xiao Yan lazily put down his hands, resting his head on his hands, his eyes a little dazed, as if he was missing his relatives far away.

"Return to Douqi Continent?" An old voice came from the ring on Xiao Yan's finger: "Perhaps, there will be a chance in the future. However, if you want to tear the space channel from this plane and go back, you must at least reach the realm of Dou Zun."

“Dou Zun?” Xiao Yan laughed dryly as he said, “Teacher, with my current strength, I don’t know how long it will take to reach Dou Zun.”

Yao Lao said meaningfully: "Silly boy... I, like you, also want to go back to Douqi Continent, because there are still some things there that I need to solve personally. But given the current situation, it seems impossible."

"By the way, after your martial soul obtains the first soul ring and breaks through the bottleneck, your fighting spirit should be able to condense and practice normally, right?"

"Yes." Xiao Yan nodded and said in astonishment: "Teacher, my fighting spirit has now advanced to the seventh stage, and my soul power has also reached the fourteenth level. Do you think there is any connection between fighting spirit and the soul power of this world?"

After touching his dry and illusory old face, Yao Lao's face slowly became solemn. He looked at Xiao Yan, whose dark eyes were fixed on him, and said in a deep voice, "Both Dou Qi and Soul Force are a kind of energy stored in the body. Theoretically, the two should be able to be converted into each other. If we only talk about energy, the three-ring Soul Master we saw before is equivalent to a fighter on the Dou Qi Continent."

"When your soul power reaches level 20, the strength you display should be about the same as a one-star fighter."

"Level 30 five-star fighter, level 40 fighter, level 50 five-star fighter, level 60 great fighter, level 70 five-star great fighter, level 80 fighter spirit. As for the later levels, we can't deduce this way, because the difficulty of martial spirit and fighting spirit cultivation has increased. The low-level Titled Douluo on this continent is probably only at the level of Dou Wang. The top Titled Douluo should be barely equivalent to the Dou Huang on the Dou Qi continent."

"Perhaps because the world is different and the rules of the plane suppress it, the cultivation in this world is dominated by the martial soul. If you want to cultivate fighting spirit, you also need to cultivate the martial soul. At least you need to obtain spirit rings to help your martial soul break through the bottleneck."

Hearing this, Xiao Yan seemed to be thinking about something, and said: "That million-year-old giant insect gave me four soul skills, namely, spirit detection, spirit sharing, spirit interference, and soul impact. Should I practice these four skills in the subsequent training?"

Stroking his beard, Yao Lao pondered for a moment and said seriously, "After all, this world is similar to the Douqi Continent. If you have time, you can practice these four skills. After all, it's better to have more skills. But don't worry, even if you only practice Douqi, your master can guarantee that you will become the top powerhouse in this world."

"Teacher, what shall we do next? I think it won't be long before I can break through to the Fighter level. By then, you have to find me a more powerful martial art, hehe." Touching his nose, Xiao Yan smiled at Yao Lao.

"Of course there are some exercises, but the next thing to do is to strengthen your physical fitness. After all, using Bajipeng requires an extremely strong body." Yao Lao narrowed his eyes, as if he was planning something.

.........

The next morning, a thin mist rose from the forest and lingered for a long time. In a hidden forest, Xiao Yan's feet were stuck into the soil like tree stumps, his soles sunk into the ground, his teeth clenched, and cold sweat ran down his face.

On Xiao Yan's body, Yao Lao, who had transformed into a soul state, was sitting cross-legged on a piece of bluestone. He waved his hand lightly, and the air in front of him fluctuated slightly. Then a white energy stream suddenly shot out from his palm, and finally hit Xiao Yan's back like a whip.

At this moment, Xiao Yan was only wearing a pair of shorts, with his upper body naked, his back facing Yao Lao, covered with blue bruises.

"Ah! Teacher, I can't bear it anymore." Another whip hit Xiao Yan's back, causing him to tremble violently at the corners of his mouth. He took a breath of cold air between his teeth, and his toes went weak, almost falling into the mud in front of him.

After the intense pain, the meager Dou Qi that was rapidly flowing through Xiao Yan's body actually began to become more energetic under the stimulation of the pain, and then began to penetrate into his bones and meridians, quietly strengthening...

"Hold on, try again!" Upon hearing that, Yao Lao had no intention of stopping, and a stream of white fighting spirit shot out from his palm again.

"Bang, bang, bang." In the grove, a series of creepy muffled sounds and low groans mixed with slight pain rang out one after another. If someone passed by here at this time, he would inevitably have all kinds of thoughts.

Yao Lao's attacks were extremely measured, and each of his attacks just reached the critical point that Xiao Yan could currently endure. This way, Xiao Yan would not be seriously injured, while also being able to strengthen his body to the maximum extent.

As Yao Lao continued to whip him, more and more bruises appeared on Xiao Yan's body. In the end, he finally reached the limit of what his body could endure. His legs went limp, and he collapsed to the ground from exhaustion.

"Teacher, I have now obtained my first soul ring, and I can practice my fighting spirit normally. Where should I go next?" After panting heavily for a while, Xiao Yan raised his head with difficulty and looked at Yao Lao, and said.

"Let's go to Shrek City." Yao Lao thought for a moment and replied indifferently.

"Why go to Shrek City?" Xiao Yan's face was full of confusion.

After a brief silence, Yao Lao turned into a white light and flashed into the black ring, saying: "After all, the dominant force in this world is the martial soul. I thought about it carefully last night and planned to let you practice martial soul while practicing fighting spirit."

"Isn't there Shrek Academy in Shrek City, which is known as the best academy on the continent? I may not be able to help you with the cultivation of martial spirits, but I think they may be able to help you. But I don't know what the teaching level of this academy is. If it doesn't live up to its reputation, we will just leave."

"This is only one of the reasons why I asked you to go to Shrek City. The second reason is that my soul is too weak now, and I really need natural treasures that can restore my soul power. When we get to Shrek City, let's go to the auction house there to see if there are any natural treasures that can restore my soul power."

"When you reach the level of a fighter, I will start teaching you how to make pills. The pills made in this world are just a pile of shit in my opinion. I want to let them know what a real pill is."

ps: Asking for monthly tickets and recommendation tickets. The protagonist will not stay in Shrek forever, and will soon leave because of different thoughts, ideas, and cognitions. Going to Shrek is just to go through the plot with some necessary characters.

(End of this chapter)