Chapter 20: Wind God's Leg, First Form (A Glimpse into the Path)
Tang San's conversation with Yu Xiaogang was unknown to Su Yun. However, he was aware that Tang San was hunting for his first soul ring.
Su Yun was not idle either. From the day of the opening ceremony, he immersed himself in the study of his spear technique and leg techniques on the Academy's back mountain.
Except for necessary classes and assigned tasks, Su Yun devoted all his time to martial arts training. The phrase "forgetting food and sleep" perfectly described Su Yun's current state.
Even Ah Yin, watching this six-year-old boy practice so intensely day and night, couldn't help but feel a pang of distress.
If it weren't for the Blue Silver Emperor's martial soul and the assistance of the surrounding Blue Silver Grass to restore energy and heal injuries, Su Yun's body would likely be too sore to get out of bed after a few days of such intense practice.
Comparatively, Su Yun's physical qualities were lagging behind by five or six years compared to Tang San.
In a direct contest, Tang San could easily defeat Su Yun even without using soul power.
Fortunately, Su Yun was still young, only six years old, and his body had not fully developed. It was a time when hard work could make up for shortcomings.
Su Yun was well aware of his current situation. Ah Yin's system didn't provide him with any overly powerful abilities; it merely offered him a ladder.
If he wanted to go further on the path of a soul master, he had to climb this ladder step by step.
And he had to adhere to one thing consistently.
That thing was โ diligence!
Looking at the history of the entire Douluo Continent, none of those who achieved the title of Douluo had relied solely on talent or diligence.
In situations where talent was equal, the diligence of a soul master often determined their lower limit.
Su Yun, knowing how powerful his martial soul talent was, understood that he absolutely could not waste this innate gift.
As he said in the Soul Hall of Saint Soul Village that day, in the previous life, with his ordinary family background, he could only be an ordinary person.
In this life, he naturally wanted to live differently, carefree and unrestrained. To achieve his wish, the most powerful support in his hands was his strength.
In the Douluo Continent, strength was always paramount. Without strength, one could only end up as a sacrifice for their loved ones.
...
It had been some time since Tang San obtained his first soul ring.
Su Yun and Tang San had little interaction besides meeting in class or during sleep hours. Whenever Tang San had free time, he would go to the blacksmith shop or visit Yu Xiaogang.
On the other hand, Su Yun spent all his available time running to the back mountain for training.
Sometimes, he would spar with Xiao Wu. However, each time ended with Su Yun being carried on Xiao Wu's shoulders, loudly admitting defeat by shouting "surrender."
Su Yun didn't find it embarrassing. Xiao Wu's close combat abilities were beyond doubt. Even Tang San, who had lived for more than thirty years in both this and the previous life and possessed remarkable talent in the cultivation recorded in the Xuantian Gong, was not always Xiao Wu's match.
Su Yun was just starting his cultivation; becoming Xiao Wu's opponent was a distant goal. Moreover, he was confident that one day, he would make Xiao Wu shout "surrender."
...
Ten days were left until the end of the side mission.
Nuoding junior Soul Master Academy.
Back mountain.
In the mountain forest, there were occasional sounds of rustling leaves. Su Yun's figure moved like a clever rabbit, constantly darting through the forest.
"The first form of Wind God's Leg, Catching the Wind and Trapping the Shadow, is now in my grasp."
Muttering softly, Su Yun felt the wind beneath his feet. He lightly stepped on a branch of a large tree, causing it to slightly bend downwards.
In an instant, the branch quickly rebounded. If Tang San were present and saw the branch's subtle movement, he would undoubtedly marvel at Su Yun's precise and nimble use of force. This scene alone demonstrated the accuracy and lightness of Su Yun's footwork.
Of course, achieving such precision came at a cost. In the past month, Su Yun had endured a considerable amount of hardship to enhance the flexibility of his legs and feet. He had been injured more than thirty times.
"Fortunately, I have the Blue Silver Emperor martial soul; otherwise, I might have killed myself before Tang San did it for me," Su Yun sighed.
However, with the Wind God's Leg reaching a state of initial understanding and control, Su Yun gained some insights into controlling his legs.
Suddenly, he began to understand those people from his previous life who enjoyed extreme sports.
He used to think that they were just seeking death. But now, with the pain and persistence, he finally achieved the desired result. The satisfaction he felt was irreplaceable, especially in this fantasy world, mastering one's own power!
Swish! Following the branch's rebound, Su Yun's lips curled up, and he exerted force from the soles of his feet again.
Snap! The figure on the branch disappeared in the next instant.
The next moment, Su Yun, turned into a short black shadow, darted deep into the back mountain.
The back mountain of the academy was relatively safe, with hardly any presence of soul beasts. However, there might still be some.
These soul beasts were mostly newly awakened, and their time cultivating soul power was likely less than ten years.
Even if Su Yun dragged these soul beasts out for battle against some wild and fierce beasts, they might not fare better than the latter.
Therefore, some teachers at the Nuoding Academy would take Su Yun and other lower-grade students to the back mountain. They would choose some mild-tempered soul beasts for explanations.
Su Yun, carrying a long spear, passed by the habitats of some soul beasts that hadn't reached ten years.
Su Yun chose not to take action against these weak soul beasts but crossed over them, continuing towards the depths.
With Su Yun's current strength, dealing with these soul beasts could be described using the phrase "beating up children" from the game. It was simple.
Of course, he would not act against these weak soul beasts. The weak prey on the weaker. Killing a low-level soul beast with a single spear thrust might be simple for Su Yun, but it wouldn't enhance his spear technique or improve his combat awareness. It would be futile.
This was similar to playing any game. If one wanted to improve their skills, they had to play against world champions. Playing against a weak opponent would only be a waste of time.
Some time ago, when Su Yun had just started practicing spear techniques, he would hear howls every day from the back mountain.
Later, he asked the teachers of the academy and found out that there was a group of wild boars in the back mountain.
Wild boars, as creatures, were tough and had considerable combat power, ranking among the top among ordinary animals.
Su Yun thought that using wild boars as his practice targets would be most suitable. Meeting his expectations, as soon as he entered the deep back mountain, a wild boar appeared, digging the ground.
(End of this chapter)
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