Chapter 1 Tai Chi, Qimen Dunjia, Zhao Xuanzhen,
Douluo Continent, Spirit Pagoda Headquarters.
"Xuanzhen, can this slow, ancient martial art really be used in real combat?"
Not far away, two women moved in perfect sync, arms crossed, heads tilted, staring intently at the young man.
They were twins, their appearance as if the Creator had carelessly used the same mold twice. Their long, snow-white hair reached their waists, their features delicate and sharply defined; without any deliberate adornment, they were beautiful enough to be elves straight out of a fairy tale.
The only difference was their eye color; the older sister, Bai Haoze, had a deep blue like the sky, while the younger sister, Bai Zhicen, had a vibrant green like nature itself. At this moment, both pairs of beautiful eyes shone with restless emotion.
Hearing this, Zhao Xuanzhen's lips curved into a smile. His Tai Chi form shifted from a double-peaked-through-the-ears stance to a turning left kick, a few strands of his black hair falling unruly across his forehead, the ends tied into a small ponytail at the back of his head, swaying with the movement of his fist.
"It's just for physical fitness; it doesn't necessarily have to be put into actual combat.
Big Sister Bai, Little Sister Bai, you two seem unusually restless today. You've been watching me all morning, and you haven't even practiced your Martial Soul Fusion Technique."
"We've been together for over twenty years, our compatibility has long reached the limit of our Martial Souls. Even with more effort, it's difficult to break through ninety percent."
Bai Haoze sized up Zhao Xuanzhen. The sunlight seemed to gild the boy's dark brown pupils with the color of the heavens; when their eyes met, she could clearly see the red sun reflected in his eyes.
"But you, Xuanzhen,"
Bai Zhicen continued, her clear voice tinged with worry, "Awakening your Martial Soul is the watershed moment that determines a Soul Master's life. If your Martial Soul isn't strong enough, even the Heavenly Phoenix King can't secure the most precious cultivation resources inside the Spirit Pagoda for you.
After all, the Eternal Tower Master is the one who controls the Spirit Pagoda, and his philosophy has always been hard and unyielding; trash doesn't deserve to enjoy resources."
"Martial Souls are 30% about mutation, 70% about luck, and
the remaining 90% depends entirely on whether your parents are supportive,"
Zhao Xuanzhen said calmly, showing no concern that he might awaken a useless Martial Soul like **Blue Silver Grass**. His nonchalant tone greatly displeased the two women, giving them a strange sense of unease, like the emperor not being worried while the eunuchs were.
The Bai sisters exchanged a glance, their natural twin telepathy allowing them to instantly reach a tacit understanding.
Bai Zhicen activated her Martial Soul **Space Unicorn**, and with a flash of silver light, they appeared behind Zhao Xuanzhen almost instantly, simultaneously extending their sinister **An Lushan-like claws**, one grabbing his hair and the other patting his head.
Just a second before they thought their sneak attack had succeeded, Zhao Xuanzhen twisted his body and escaped from their clutches!
Anticipation!
Pulling a little braid was fine, but touching the head was absolutely unacceptable!
After completing the final movement of his Tai Chi, Zhao Xuanzhen separated his hands, exhaled, pressed down, and finished his stance. Looking at the two astonished sisters, he asked with a light laugh, "By the way, has Teacher returned?"
"Her Majesty Tianfeng went to the Xuanming Sect and will return to the Spirit Pagoda tomorrow morning," Bai Haoze replied instinctively, still reeling from the failed sneak attack.
"The Xuanming Sect?"
Zhao Xuanzhen paused slightly, then realized, "Teacher is preparing for both possibilities..."
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For humans born on the Douluo Continent, their Martial Soul is an integral part of their body, capable of being any animal, plant, or object. At the age of six, they awaken their Martial Soul through an awakening ceremony.
Tomorrow is Zhao Xuanzhen's sixth birthday, also his Martial Soul awakening day.
Zhao Xuanzhen's parents, who died in battle, both possessed above-average talent; his father had innate soul power level eight, and his mother level seven.
According to Martial Soul genetics, excluding the rare case like **Huo Yuhao**, where long-term malnutrition caused his innate soul power to be weak, Zhao Xuanzhen's future is unlikely to be particularly bad.
After reading for a while, Zhao Xuanzhen stretched and suddenly felt the room was unusually hot. A glint of blue flashed in his eyes, and he said softly,
"The character 'Xun' , third level."
Instantly, a gentle breeze blew in...
End of this chapter...