Chapter 125: The Arrival of Grandmaster, The Marvel of the Xuanming Armor! (8)

The grandmaster's renowned name was undoubtedly heard by many in the world of soul masters, but those who had actually met him were few.

"Unmoving Varja Zhao Wujin, I've also heard about you from Flender," said the grandmaster as he walked in, smiling. "Let's continue discussing what happened earlier... Little Feng's martial soul is probably the most unique and magical among their eight. No, I think it might be the most unique on the entire continent!"

Upon hearing this, both Zhao Wujin and Flender were astonished.

The entire continent?

"Based on what Tang San has told me over the years, and the information I recently received upon arriving at the academy, my speculation is that Little Feng's martial soul is an extremely mutated one. Just as he said, his martial soul changes into different forms at different times, giving it various functions!"

The grandmaster's eyes gleamed. "Moreover, I speculate that he is likely to have a special form every ten levels! The first time I saw him, it was a golden lotus flower. After arriving at Shrek Academy, I heard he had a red lotus, and now you say he has a black lotus!"

"And he just happened to have broken through to the thirtieth level."

After saying this, Zhao Wujin and Flender exchanged glances.

The grandmaster was indeed a grandmaster, and his research on martial souls was beyond comparison with theirs. Through these bits of information, the grandmaster seemed to have a certain guess about Wang Feng's Chaos Blue Lotus, though not entirely accurate.

Wang Feng had casually mentioned that his martial soul would change into different forms at different times.

"Remember, both of you, we must not casually disclose Little Feng's martial soul. If someone asks, say it's just a mutation of a twin martial soul," the grandmaster spoke in a low voice. "Otherwise, if this information gets out, it may attract the coveting eyes of other forces."

Zhao Wujin and Flender nodded.

If the grandmaster's speculation was accurate, this martial soul was indeed too exaggerated.

One form every ten levels? Are they joking...

Even if it was false, it was likely to attract countless forces, leading to intense competition.

"In fact, I'm also very curious about how far this kid, Little Feng, will go..." The grandmaster smiled unusually. "His secrets are not limited to his martial soul; there are many other aspects. Frendel, do you know that six years ago, I invited you once? I wanted you to help me suppress a soul ring within a child's body?"

At these words, Flender was taken aback. "Yes, there was such an incident. You said that the child forcibly absorbed a thousand year old soul ring , posing a life-threatening danger, and you wanted me to temporarily help suppress it with soul power. To temporarily save that child's life... Are you talking about Wang Feng?"

"Yes, it's him."

The grandmaster smiled and continued, "At that time, according to my theory, I thought he would be hard-pressed to survive. So, I asked him to promise me to become your disciple, and you would intervene on his behalf. As a result, he not only refused, but he also thrived, becoming even stronger! This means that my theory is not applicable to him."

Zhao Wujin and Flender exchanged glances again.

Flender knew the grandmaster the best, and the grandmaster was extremely confident in his various theories on martial souls and soul masters. It was rare to see him deny his own theories.

"Hearing you talk about this kid encountering the Titan Giant Ape. I can imagine... this kid's physical qualities from that year were probably far beyond my imagination."

The grandmaster sighed, his eyes suddenly showing a hint of unusual light. "As for other interesting things on this trip, the Sky Blue Bull Python, as Tang San and I have probably mentioned to you, I won't repeat. As for the light column Zhao Wujin mentioned, I've never heard of it... a power that makes soul beasts and humans both tremble, I can't think of anything."

"Perhaps it's some kind of powerful artifact, but to use an artifact, only a god is likely to have the ability... But if you say you encountered a god in the Star Dou Great Forest, it's really absurd..."

The existence of gods, somewhat elusive... the grandmaster dared not speculate casually.

The three of them continued to chat for a while, discussing the gains of the children during this trip to the Star Dou Great Forest.

Not long after Zhao Wujin left, Flender and the grandmaster continued their heated discussion...

Until the evening, It was only then that the grandmaster left to find Tang San.

At this moment, outside the Shrek Academy in the forest, Wang Feng was using the externally attached soul bone, the Xuanming Armor.

Wang Feng guessed that after returning to Shrek Academy, the grandmaster should have arrived, probably looking for Tang San at this moment, helping him digest the knowledge from this trip and explaining the externally attached soul bone, the Eight Spider Lances.

Externally attached soul bones, something that almost all soul masters across the continent dream of; the intricacies within are too vast to be explained in a sentence or two.

Even though Wang Feng thought that, given the Grandmaster's understanding of martial souls, he probably had guessed some of the mysteries of his Chaos Blue Lotus by now.

However, for Wang Feng personally, he didn't want the Grandmaster's help or guidance. He had too many things that even the Grandmaster couldn't comprehend, and Wang Feng didn't want to reveal them completely.

"I don't believe that a thirty-thousand-year externally attached soul bone has only these functions."

Wang Feng took a deep breath, channeling his soul power.

Densely packed bone spurs emerged from his body.

"Perhaps these bone spurs should have different applications..."

Wang Feng pondered.

He thought of the attack methods of the Thorny Abyssal Turtle. The bone spurs on its back would instantly fly up, piercing through several towering trees in an instant.

And the corrosive liquid it sprayed from its mouth.

Wang Feng separated his soul power into fine threads once again, injecting it into the Xuanming Armor. He felt the flow of soul power within the Xuanming Armor.

Suddenly, one of the bone spurs moved.

"Hmm... these bone spurs seem to be controllable..."

Wang Feng's heart stirred. He controlled the soul power, further dividing it like strands of hair, flowing into the Xuanming Armor!

This time, that particular bone spur abruptly moved again, as if it were about to emerge.

Seeing this, Wang Feng was overjoyed. "It seems that, with different amounts of soul power, this Xuanming Armor... can you use soul power to change the form of the bone spurs?"

He had never thought about this before.

He had only used soul power to activate the Xuanming Armor, covering his upper body.

Never did he think about controlling the bone spurs on top!

And the key to control seemed to lie in the amount of soul power!!

These bone spurs were very fine, almost the size of ordinary needles, and forming the Xuanming Armor, one could imagine how many there were!

At least tens of thousands!

"Soul power needs to be even more subtle to extract the bone spurs from the Xuanming Armor!"

Wang Feng took a deep breath.

If the soul power was too much, it would merge into the Xuanming Armor, and if it was too small, he wouldn't be able to control the bone spurs at all.

This was quite challenging.

In simple terms, he needed to divide the soul power into strands even finer than hair... seemingly to control these upper bone spurs for use!

The power of these bone spurs was probably extraordinary.

In terms of sharpness, it might even surpass Tang San's hidden weapons, like the Dragon Whisker Needle, perhaps even stronger.