The Jade Scaled Python did not immediately launch a counterattack, but repeated the same trick it had used against Wang Xing before: slowly coiling its body and then suddenly exerting force to lunge forward.
Just as Wang Nan was about to dodge, the ball of light that had been out of control in the sea of consciousness finally moved. The Jade Scaled Python in mid-air suddenly changed direction and plunged into the ball of light. There was a flash of white light, and then silence.
Before he had time to think about what was happening, a burst of pure soul power flowed into his body along the Dragon Staff. Wang Nan had to put what had just happened aside for the time being, return his consciousness to his body, and concentrate on absorbing the soul ring.
Soul Masters can't fully utilize the power of a soul ring when absorbing it, but this wasn't the case for Wang Nan at this moment. It seemed that the previous battle in the Sea of Spirit had completely wiped out the consciousness of the Jade Scaled Python in the soul ring, and the process of absorbing the soul ring was unexpectedly smooth.
Unlike the violence and resistance he had known before, this soul ring seemed to be a part of him. The power contained in the soul ring was smoothly integrated with himself. Moreover, although it was only a hundred-year soul ring, the soul power it provided far exceeded expectations. Under the effect of the soul ring, his soul power level continued to increase, and it slowly stopped at level 13.
"Did it succeed?" Wang Xing asked when he saw Wang Nan stand up.
"Well, it succeeded." Upon hearing this, Wang Nan released his martial soul. A yellow soul ring slowly rose up and rhythmically moved up and down around the Panlong Stick.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"No, everything went well. It's just that the soul power that increased in such a short period of time still needs some time to adapt." Wang Nan responded to his father while thinking about what had just happened—the Sea of Spirit, the Jade Scaled Python, and the mysterious ball of light.
"That's okay. I'll practice more with you when we get back." Wang Xing said, glancing at the sky. It was already dusk, and the sun was almost invisible. "Let's leave here first. The forest will be more dangerous at night."
When Wang Nan heard this, he really felt that some ferocious beast was secretly watching him. He suppressed his doubts, packed up the body of the Jade Scaled Python, and left with Wang Xing.
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A few days later, Xingluo City.
Wang Nan was practicing with his father in his yard. The two Panlong Sticks kept crossing each other, and the sound of metal collision was heard from time to time.
"How's it going, Nan'er? Are you used to your own power?"
"Yeah, I've got it."
"That's good. Now try to use your soul skills."
"Okay, be careful." After Wang Nan said that, the yellow soul ring he had just obtained flashed, and light blue light covered the entire Dragon Staff, spreading along his hands to his whole body.
The first soul skill—Controlling the Wind.
This is not really about controlling the wind.
Wang Nan's first soul skill made his movements more agile, and the Dragon Staff in his hand felt much lighter. Both the swinging speed and the control of the martial soul had increased by at least 30% compared to before. Every move was as if assisted by the wind, so Wang Nan called it that.
Generally speaking, a spirit master's first two spirit rings are no more than a thousand years old. It's from the third spirit ring onward that a spirit master gains the ability to withstand a thousand-year spirit ring. Therefore, when Wang Nan added spirit rings, he didn't choose to add an offensive skill as his first soul skill. Instead, he chose a supporting skill, leaving the offensive spirit skills for later. The spirit rings he acquired later would naturally be older, making the skills more powerful.
Seeing Wang Nan skillfully use his first soul skill, Wang Xing nodded with satisfaction. At the age of less than eight, Wang Nan already had level 13 soul power and fought with great skill. Even Wang Xing, who was immensely proud of his son, was envious of such talent. He was worthy of the qualification of level seven innate soul power.
However, the gap between a soul master and a soul king cannot be bridged by mere qualifications. Even though Wang Nan used his soul skills, Wang Xing was still able to deal with it calmly. He wielded the Panlong Stick tightly, leaving Wang Nan no chance.
Wang Xing intended to test Wang Nan's limits. He swung the Panlong Stick with increasing force, and his aura became stronger and stronger, forcing Wang Nan into the corner step by step.
There was no way to retreat behind him. Looking at his father, who was constantly approaching, Wang Nan subconsciously thought of the time when he absorbed the spirit ring, when the Jade Scaled Python compressed its body and then suddenly attacked...
In Wang Nan's spiritual sea, the lake below suddenly began to ripple with waves, which hit the shore layer by layer, splashing water. The ball of light in the air emitted light, and a slender shadow could be vaguely seen.
Wang Nan focused intensely, squatting down and holding the Dragon Staff at his waist with both hands. The next moment, he exerted force with his legs, and his body, which had just curled up, stretched out instantly. A huge force was emitted from his legs, passed through his waist to his arms, and the Dragon Staff in his hand stabbed out, like a python spitting out its tongue, straight at Wang Xing's chest.
When Wang Xing saw Wang Nan's Dragon Staff stabbing at him, he seemed to really see a python attacking him.
No! This is the influence of mental power!
Wang Xing reacted quickly, but it was too late to dodge. In a panic, his second spirit ring lit up, and the Coiling Dragon Staff in his hand drew a semicircle, deflecting Wang Nan's attack. The staff landed on the ground, gouging a half-meter-deep hole in the courtyard.
Wang Nan's courtyard was specially reinforced, comparable to a small fighting arena; otherwise, ordinary materials wouldn't be able to withstand the torment of a spirit master. However, even so, Wang Nan still managed to create a dent, which showed the power of this blow.
After hitting with the stick, Wang Nan felt that most of his soul power had been consumed and a lot of his mental power had been drained away, so he stopped pursuing.
Wang Xing also sheathed his martial soul and looked at the large crater in the courtyard, recalling the feeling of facing the attack just now. Besides the impressive power of this attack, it was also mixed with the influence of his mental power, causing him to believe, for a moment, that it was a Jade Scaled Python pouncing on him.
"Nan'er, is this what you learned from that Jade Scaled Python?"
At this moment, Wang Nan was no less surprised than Wang Xing. When he was fighting with the Jade Scaled Python in the Sea of Spirit, this move was swallowed by the mysterious ball of light. He didn't expect that he would use it now. It seemed that the power was comparable to that of an ordinary soul skill.
On Douluo Continent, soul masters can indeed master abilities beyond soul skills. The stick techniques Wang Nan was currently practicing could barely be considered one. However, to create additional skills beyond soul skills, both cultivation and experience are essential...
So this is how I use my "talent"!
Thinking of this, Wang Nan nodded shamelessly, taking it as a response to Wang Xing. Although the process was a little off, judging by the result, this was what he had learned from the Jade Scaled Python.
"Haha, good, you are worthy of being my child. Come on, continue and familiarize yourself with your new moves." Wang Xing laughed when he saw this, summoned the Dragon Staff, and stood on the other side of the yard, looking at Wang Nan with a smile.
Wang Nan looked at the smile in front of him that remained the same, and all kinds of thoughts came to his mind, but he quickly suppressed them.
"Okay, Dad."