Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 96 Verification
The National Elite Soul Master Competition is currently the best place to practice.

Ning Rongrong and Han Tao plan to treat each match as a training ground to verify and refine their theoretical ideas.

Next up, Team White Spirit.

The team leader was a girl named Bai Jie, a level 41 agility-attack type Soul Master, whose Martial Soul was the Red-striped Leopard.

"You come!"

Han Tao retreated behind Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong stepped forward and took out her Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda, which emitted a nine-colored light that enhanced the Soul Arena.

"What is this doing?"

In the audience, Ning Fengzhi looked somewhat confused.

Using buffing soul skills to explore the layout within the scene, this approach borrows from Han Tao's "Blue Silver Eye" field-laying strategy.

In terms of effectiveness, it is obviously not as good as the perception soul skill, but it can still achieve the same purpose.

"Of the nine treasures, the first is: Strength!"

The light did not fall on Han Tao, but instead fell on Bai Jie.

The sudden increase in strength misdirects the body's net force, leading to a deviation in movement and the separation of the hands and feet.

Like
Young children with polio are adapting to their bodies.

Misdirection can lead to biased force application; the initial clash of forces can nip the enemy's actions in the bud.

"This is fun!"

Ning Rongrong jumped up with joy.

She used the same method to amplify the effect on her next target.

"This is."

Tang San's eyes turned purple as he stared intently at the Soul Arena, trying to uncover some secret.

But after a long time, the reason still could not be found.

So he asked Yu Xiaogang, "Master, can you understand it?"

Yu Xiaogang was also completely bewildered.

The book "Physique, Strength, and Muscle Manifestation" was once placed on the bookshelf of the Spirit Hall, but he had always ignored it.

Yu Xiaogang looked down on ordinary people and also on research theories that were not related to martial spirits, believing that these were not the right path.

Without learning the basic theories, there is no way to apply advanced thinking, and Yu Xiaogang couldn't understand Ning Rongrong's micro-management.

They also find micro-management difficult to understand.

More terrifying than ignorance is arrogance. He sneered, "Ha, little rascal!"

Turning around, he earnestly admonished Tang San:

"Mistress, don't waste your time on these useless things."

"You must know that the Martial Soul is the foundation of a Soul Master. Only by studying the Martial Soul can you find the right path."

As he spoke, he subtly pointed to the "Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul" on the bookshelf and pinned the medal of honor to his chest.

Tang San nodded.

Although he disagreed, he did not refute it, as the saying "a teacher for a day is a father for life" always stayed in his mind.

"My master wouldn't lie to me, but..."

Thinking this, he squeezed the hidden weapon in his hand. His experience in the other world told him that hidden weapons were the source of his power and his foundation.

Tang San used hidden weapons to successfully defeat Soul Saint Zhao Wuji, who was a Soul Saint with a Martial Soul True Body.

The success of the last time strengthens the belief for the next time, and Tang San is no exception.

"Even more sophisticated hidden weapons."

Just as Tang San and Yu Xiaogang were talking.

On the battle stage, the battle continues.

Distraction control method, six orifices of the mind.

At this moment, the Nine-Treasure Glazed Pagoda exudes its unique dominance.

Ning Rongrong had complete control over the offensive movements of the six Soul Masters. "Nine Treasures have names, the first being: Strength!"

Six beams of light shone down on the six Soul Masters of the White Spirit Team.

The seemingly ordinary six beams of amplifying light are actually six extremely precise distributions of different intensities, different soul power frequencies, and staggered time intervals.

The White Spirit team, facing such an enemy for the first time, panicked and made a terrible mistake.

The four Soul Masters' attack was forcibly interrupted; some collapsed to the ground, some stood frozen in place, and some were forced to spread their groin.
The remaining two Soul Masters were unaffected and looked at their teammates with some suspicion, not understanding what had happened.

"hiss!"

The audience members on stage gasped in shock.

"What happened? What did I miss?"

"This is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, a support-type Soul Master? What kind of idiot defined it?"

The emcee looked at Ning Fengzhi with some surprise. This old man actually had such a trick up his sleeve.
Ning Fengzhi tried very hard to maintain a composed expression, as if everything was within his expectations.

"Do not let your emotions show."

The surprise was indescribable, and the joy was beyond words.

He almost lost control of his expression.

Compared to everyone's surprise, Ning Rongrong was somewhat dejected.

She lowered her head, not daring to look at Han Tao.

She made a very obvious mistake this time, yet the two Soul Masters were not affected.

"Place and timing must be perfectly aligned to achieve the desired effect."

"The slightest error will invalidate the result, and these two are the best proof of that."

Han Tao stepped forward, took out the Blue Silver Bamboo, and placed it on the knee of one of the Soul Masters.

Just as he was about to fight back, his gathered strength was shattered by Han Tao, and he fell to the ground with a "thud".

As he fell to the ground, Han Tao casually moved him off the field.

"Hmm!" Ning Rongrong muttered softly.

"It's not my fault."

"Unlike you, I don't have a perception-based soul skill like the Blue Silver Eye."

It can only be said that perception-based soul skills provide a tremendous boost to micro-management, and the lack of means to observe them will only lead to one consequence.

Errors in details, timing, and location.

Micro-management is extremely demanding, allowing no deviations or mistakes in details, which can cause all previous efforts to go to waste.

As they were talking.
The two of them fixed their gazes on the last Soul Master.

He raised his hands with unwavering resolve: "I surrender."

From his perspective, Ning Rongrong instantly killed 5 of her teammates as soon as she entered the game. She was terrifyingly strong, incredibly strong!
Among the entire White Spirit team, he wasn't considered a strong player, but he lacked the courage to fight with his life on the line.

The referee glanced at the situation on the field, confirmed with the last member of the Bai Ling team several times, then turned to the audience and announced the result of the match:
"The winner of this competition is Team Qibao!"

As the referee announced the decision, the crowd outside the stadium erupted in a deafening roar.

Ning Fengzhi also stood up and applauded in congratulations.

"Look, they're cheering for you."

Ning Rongrong spread her arms wide in ecstasy, immersed in boundless vanity. She admitted that she somewhat enjoyed the feeling of being adored by thousands.

However, what's even better than being adored by thousands is that Han Tao is right beside me right now.

Ning Rongrong's face was flushed, like the mellow aroma of fine wine, carrying a hint of intoxication.

His lips couldn't help but curve into a smile.

A dimple appeared on his left cheek, and Han Tao couldn't help but reach out and poke it with his finger.

She casually grabbed Han Tao's arm and asked, "Cool, isn't it?"

Han Tao shook his head.

Ning Rongrong has become arrogant. No one expected that she would become so haughty after being praised by the audience.

(End of this chapter)