Douluo Dragon King: My Martial Soul is the Emperor Armor

A soft click was heard as the airtight hatch was unlocked.

Su Yang stretched and climbed out of the room.

His joints cracked and popped, and he looked as relaxed as if he had just had an aromatherapy back massage.

"Although no soul bone was lost, this wave of spiritual energy was truly generous. After digesting it for another two days, this first soul ring will be able to steadily evolve to the thousand-year level."

On the other side, Gu Yue also sat up.

She didn't straighten her disheveled skirt or check her physical condition; her dark eyes were fixed on Su Yang, as if she wanted to bore a hole through him.

After holding back my questions all the way, I finally asked them:

"What exactly is your first soul skill?"

"That one. It grants a 100% boost to all attributes and ignores defense against targets of the same level or lower. It also has a passive effect: whoever hits me gets an electric shock, and whoever I hit gets paralyzed."

Su Yang yawned. "You know, I'm afraid of pain, so I can only make the person who hits me feel even more pain."

"Then what was that five-clawed golden dragon just now? Wasn't that a soul skill?!" Gu Yue's voice instantly rose an octave.

"Of course not."

Su Yang looked at her with pity, as if to say, "You really haven't seen the world." "That's the application of the five elements. I'll make you a 'Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin' or an 'Emperor War Dragon' later to broaden your horizons. That's what you call cool."

"..."

Gu Yue fell silent.

Looking at Su Yang's smug face, she took a deep breath, really wanting to squeeze back all the soul power she had helped him recover inside, with interest.

"Stop bullying the little girl."

Leng Yaozhu walked over with a smile, handing two hot towels to the two of them, her eyes full of undisguised admiration.

Su Yang took the towel and wiped his face haphazardly, a look of "the strong are always lonely" on his face, and sighed:

"This is how the Twin Armor works. You only think my sword strike just now was absolutely brilliant, but there are many other things I need to consider."

The total amount of soul power limits the Emperor Armor's burst damage and endurance.

However, his weakness in mental strength makes it difficult for him to control the power of the five elements at will, and he is unable to truly unleash the power of the Asura Armor.

In youth, one knows not the taste of sorrow, and loves to climb high towers. He loves to climb high towers, and forces himself to feign sorrow in order to compose new verses.

Leng Yaozhu ruffled his hair in annoyance: "Alright, stop joking. I know your mental power still needs to be developed. I'll arrange for the Illusion Brain Douluo to teach you, so you don't exhaust yourself trying to impress girls next time."

"I wanted to show her what it means to be outmatched!"

Su Yang firmly denied that he was showing off.

Gu Yue, who was drying her wet hair, paused slightly upon hearing this.

She lowered her eyes, concealing the thoughts in them, and then subtly gave a wink to Zi Ji, who was waiting in the corner.

Murasaki immediately understood.

She stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Leng Yaozhu, her tone sincere and solemn:

"Your Majesty, what I have witnessed today has deeply impressed me with the profound foundation of the Spirit Transmission Tower, and I admire Your Majesty's teaching abilities even more. Our family is willing to join the Spirit Transmission Tower... I wonder if Your Majesty would be willing to accept Gu Yue as your disciple?"

"Become an apprentice? Of course!"

Leng Yaozhu was stunned for a moment, and then a very bright smile bloomed on her still charming face.

That old fox, Qian Gu Dong Feng, has been making underhanded moves, trying to undermine her power in the Spirit Pagoda, and even trying to place the position of the next successor in his good-for-nothing grandson.

But now?

Suyang, Guyue.

Two people with innate full soul power, two unparalleled geniuses, and they even possess a martial soul fusion skill with an extremely high compatibility.

Once these two children grow up, who knows what the future Spirit Pagoda will be called?

"Looks like I've really struck gold."

Leng Yaozhu looked at Su Yang, who was bargaining with Gu Yue, saying, "I protected you just now, so you have to treat me to two meals tonight." She couldn't hide the smile in her eyes.

……

Three months later.

Spirit Pagoda, Training Room.

Su Yang stood quietly in front of a huge, sophisticated instrument.

At this moment, he was not wearing the golden imperial armor, but rather a mysterious suit of armor that was entirely platinum, with strange runes and an aura of dominance.

Shura Armor.

"Let's begin."

At the command of Han Tianyi, the Illusionary Brain Douluo, Su Yang moved.

"The Purification of Metal!"

There were no fancy moves, just simple straight punches.

"Bang!"

A dull, loud bang.

Wearing the dark purple Shura Armor, Su Yang punched the specially made alloy target.

The numbers on the screen jumped wildly before finally freezing.

[Right punch impact force: 1710 kg]

[Left punch impact: 1586 kg]

Su Yang: The left fist deals high damage, and the right fist deals high damage.

Even the well-informed Han Tianyi had a very interesting expression when she looked at this data.

The combined power of those two punches was enough to rival that of a peak-level power-type Soul Master at the third ring!

Keep in mind that Su Yang in front of us is only six years old and has only been training for three months!

He couldn't even unleash the true power of this armor!

"abnormal."

Han Tianyi struggled for a long time, but only managed to utter these two words.

He circled Su Yang twice, as if studying some rare species, clicking his tongue in amazement:

"Extreme spiritual attributes, yet paired with a battle armor spirit..."

It is all-encompassing, without soul-guided wings, life fluctuations, or domain aura, yet it possesses a mental pressure that seems to be able to captivate the soul.

According to the evaluation system of Battle Armor Masters, this is at least a Black-grade quality of a One-Word Battle Armor, second only to the strongest Red-grade.

But he could sense that if it grew up, it would definitely surpass the four-word battle armor!

Su Yang deactivated his transformation, revealing an innocent-looking smile, and began to speak:

"Perhaps my second spirit is more capable. It knew its master was lazy, so it worked hard to evolve into a suit of armor that could both fight and withstand attacks. This is called 'the self-cultivation of a spirit'."

Han Tianyi: "..."

The self-cultivation of a divine martial spirit.

He shook his head, deciding to give up trying to understand the genius's thought process.

"Although you are exceptionally gifted in mental strength, with a natural talent of 300 points, this armor places too much strain on your mental energy."

Looking at Su Yang's slightly pale face, Han Tianyi pointed out incisively, "Although your physical body is strong now, your brain development is not yet sufficient. It's like a small horse pulling a large cart. The methods of stimulating the brain used by the Body Sect are too radical. You are still too young to use them."

"Isn't there a gentler way?" Leng Yaozhu asked with some concern.

Han Tianyi held up her fingers and listed them off as if they were her own treasures: "The improvement of spiritual power, apart from the natural development with age, is nothing more than a few things - cultivation techniques, environmental assistance, compressing soul power, rare and precious materials, or seeking excitement in life-or-death battles."

He paused for a moment, his gaze sweeping over Su Yang.

The absurd numbers on the testing device just now involuntarily surfaced in my mind.

It would be a waste not to use such innate superhuman strength for that matter.

Han Tianyi's eyes brightened slightly as she looked at Su Yang: "Of course, there's also the dumbest, but most suitable, method for you—forging."

"Forging?" Su Yang raised an eyebrow.

"That's right. To sense the texture of the metal through countless hammer blows, and to infuse your mental energy into each strike. This is the most tedious, but also the most solid, way to hone one's skills."

Han Tianyi pointed to Su Yang's hand, "Your spiritual power is too weak. Forging can help you improve it to some extent, and it can also temper it into something as condensed as steel."

Su Yang's eyes lit up, and he turned to look at Leng Yaozhu, "If we're going to learn, let's find the best. Aunt Leng, does Shrek City have any eight-star master craftsmen?"

"puff--"

Leng Yaozhu almost choked on her own saliva.