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Understanding the signal, Meng Shenji stepped forward and said deeply, "Now, we will proceed with the Soulforger Douluo's first open teaching demonstration. Selected student, step forward!"
From the ranks, a male student around seventeen or eighteen years old, looking nervous and excited, ran toward the platform under the envious gazes of his peers. His name was Lin Feng, a Rank 33 Battle Soul Elder with the common Gale Wolf martial soul. Two yellow and one purple soul ring rotated slowly beneath his feet; the third purple ring was slightly dim, indicating a low age barely reaching the thousand-year threshold.
"Release your martial soul, circulate your soul power at maximum output, and execute your third soul skill against me," Mo Bai said, looking at Lin Feng, his voice still flat.
Lin Feng took a deep breath, suppressed his nervousness, and growled: "Gale Wolf, Possess!" His body swelled slightly, his fur became coarse, and his pupils flashed with lupine green light. The third soul ring beneath his feet suddenly brightened. "Third Soul Skill: Gale Claw!"
He lunged toward Mo Bai on the platform, claws out, creating a sharp whistle as they tore through the air. Several green wind blades flew out with decent momentum. However, Mo Bai just stood there quietly, not even lifting a hand. When the wind blades reached three feet in front of him, they seemed to hit an invisible mire, their speed dropping sharply before quietly vanishing, failing to even flutter a corner of his robe.
Lin Feng panted, stopping in trepidation, unsure of what to do next.
Mo Bai nodded slightly. "The application of the skill is acceptable, and the soul power route is not incorrect. The problem lies with the 'vessel' carrying the skill—your third soul ring is too fragile. It limits the upper ceiling of your skill's power and the growth potential of this portion of your soul power."
Before the words had fully landed, Mo Bai suddenly raised his right hand. His movement was slow, his index finger extended; no light flashed at the tip, yet it seemed to condense an indescribable "intent."
Then, from a distance of several yards, he lightly tapped toward the third soul ring at Lin Feng's feet.
"Buzz—!"
A low hum, sounding as if it rang directly in the depths of the soul, emanated from Lin Feng. He shook violently, his face instantly showing a mix of pain and bewilderment. The originally dim purple third soul ring at his feet suddenly erupted with intense light!
The purple light grew brighter and brighter, its color rapidly shifting from light purple to deep purple and then dark purple! The ring itself was vibrating slightly, as if its internal structure was being forcibly stretched, forged, and reshaped by an invisible force! The soul power inside Lin Feng surged uncontrollably, resonating violently with the ring. He couldn't help but groan, veins bulging on his forehead as his whole body trembled, clearly enduring an immense burden.
Everyone below held their breath, eyes wide, staring dead at the soul ring undergoing this incredible transformation. Increasing the age of a soul ring? How... how was this possible?! Weren't soul rings fixed upon being obtained from hunting soul beasts? How could the age be increased afterward? This completely contradicted all their knowledge as soul masters!
Yet, this subversive scene was playing out in reality.
The process lasted about ten breaths. After ten breaths, the light of the third soul ring at Lin Feng's feet gradually stabilized. That purple was now as deep as the sunset, its light restrained and heavy, radiating a soul power fluctuation that was far stronger than before! Although it had not reached the black of a ten-thousand-year ring, anyone could see that its age had been significantly increased—it likely approached five thousand years or even higher!
Mo Bai lowered his hand, his expression still calm as if he had performed a trivial task. "Feel it."
Trembling, Lin Feng tried to catalyze his soul power again. When he activated his third soul ring and executed "Gale Claw," it was no longer just a few wind blades that flew out. Instead, it was dozens of more solid, dark green wind blades with sharp, hissing edges! Speed, power, and range—all comprehensively enhanced! They even carried a faint, sharp sensation that felt like it could tear through soul power!
"Hiss—!"
This time, the commotion below could no longer be suppressed. Gasps and discussions erupted like a tsunami.
"It really increased! I saw the ring color darken with my own eyes!"
"What kind of ability is this? A miracle?"
"Soulforger... so that's what Soulforger means! He can really forge soul rings?!"
"Lin Feng is so lucky! That soul skill's power must have doubled!"
Envy, jealousy, fanaticism, and awe spread among the students. The way they looked at the black figure on the platform had changed completely. If the announcement of a Titled Douluo brought awe toward status, then this inconceivable display of "Soulforging" brought shock and craving directed at the very core of power! Who could refuse the temptation of increasing their soul ring's age? It meant more powerful skill effects and deeper development potential at the same soul power rank!
The corners of Xiao Wu's mouth curled higher, her eyes full of pride as if she were the one being worshipped. Zhu Zhuqing pursed her lips, a flicker of memory crossing her eyes as she thought of her own modified soul skills, her body heating up slightly. Dugu Yan gave a light scoff and whispered, "A bunch of ignorant fools... Teacher's methods have barely even begun."
On the platform, the three members of the committee looked at each other, seeing astonishment and a trace of complexity in each other's eyes. They had witnessed even more incredible methods from Mo Bai, but every time they saw it, their spirits were still shaken. This youth... is definitely no ordinary person.
Mo Bai seemed deaf to the noise below, only saying flatly to the dazed Lin Feng: "Go back and consolidate. Do not fight with anyone for three days. Your body needs to adapt to the new soul ring burden."
"Yes! Thank you, Soulforger Douluo! Thank you, Lord!" Lin Feng snapped out of it, his face flushed with excitement. He bowed deeply and then ran back to the ranks in a daze, immediately surrounded by the crowd.
Mo Bai's gaze drifted toward the plaza again, and the noise died down wherever his eyes passed. "Today's demonstration ends here. My open classes will be once a month. The committee will decide the specific times and candidates. What I want are those with true potential, determination, and the willingness to pay the price to pursue the 'Forging of the Soul.' Dismissed."
There was no passionate speech, no long-winded theory—just a simple demonstration and a few cold words. But this silent "display of power" was more impactful than any words.
The students began to disperse, carrying endless shock and heated discussion, but the name "Soulforger Douluo" had already swept through the entire Heaven Dou Imperial Academy like a fierce storm, spreading toward Heaven Dou City and the wider world at an alarming speed.