Doulou Dalu: The Power of a Book

Xiao Chenyu started regretting his carelessness.

In order to demonstrate the power of his Spirit Ring Spirit Skill, he released his Spirit Skill right from the start.

It's not entirely his fault either. After all, an eleven-year-old kid who just obtained his first Spirit Ring, it's normal to show off a bit. But because of that his Soul Power was quickly draining.

Yet, Su Wen shot the paper swords accurately as if he endless Soul Power. The swooshing sound through the air unconsciously brought a stinging sensation.

Moreover, Xiao Chenyu was hit by one of these paper swords and even with his Beast Martial Spirit transformation, his body had been pierced leaving a not-so-shallow wound.

"Damn, how does this guy still have Soul Power?"

"Controlling a Tool Martial Spirit from a distance inherently consumes Soul Power. He has already shot out so many paper swords, and they have dissipated. How does he still have Soul Power?"

The strength of the paper swords far exceeded Su Wen's current Martial Spirit itself, relying on Soul Power to enhance it. Since Su Wen lacks the ability to remotely retrieve the paper swords, all the shot swords directly dissipates, wasting the Soul Power used to reinforce them since he couldn't retrieve them.

Even so, after shooting more than ten times, he still looked full of energy.

Xiao Chenyu felt strained.

After struggling for so long, he didn't hit Su Wen once!

Instead, as time went on, he had more and more wounds on his body, and the pain caused more and more mistakes.

"Damn it, have some guts and stop running!"

Xiao Chenyu roared, charging straight towards Su Wen, determined to get close to him even if he was shot.

"As you wish." Su Wen did not continue shooting paper swords.

A large number of pages peeled off from the Heavenly Book, swirling around Su Wen's right hand, layer by layer wrapping around it.

Soul Power burst forth from his leg, instantly strengthening his leg muscles. He forcefully pushed off the ground, coordinating his entire body's strength, his waist driving his whole body, and his right fist swung fiercely.

Bang!

Su Wen's fist fiercely collided with Xiao Chenyu's claw.

Subsequently, Xiao Chenyu couldn't help but step back a few steps.

His right hand ached.

He looked at Su Wen, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

'This Su Wen has such great strength!'

But Su Wen didn't think much of it.

Since the age of four, he has been exercising. After awakening his Martial Spirit at the age of six, he continuously tempered his body with the nurturing of Soul Power.

If he weren't worried about affecting his physical development, his physical strength at this moment could be even stronger.

Of course, the force of this punch is more about of a combination of punching technique, Soul Power, and body strength but the enhancement brought by the Soul Power can be considered the key to winning this exchange.

After all, even with a high physical baseline and good technique, Su Wen can at most be similar to Xiao Chenyu in terms of power considering their age difference.

After the exchange, the layers of pages on Su Wen's right hand unfolded, quickly turning into a long stick, which he grasped with his hand.

His right foot stomped the ground, his body rotated, utilizing the force of the rebound to spin in place before forcefully stepping out, sweeping the stick towards Xiao Chenyu.

Xiao Chenyu was struck in the waist by the paper stick and immediately flew backward.

Bang!

As Xiao Chenyu landed and was helped up by his companions, the students around, who were watching the spectacle, widened their eyes, looking at Su Wen in disbelief.

Su Wen won!

Remote controlled flying swords, close combat with hammering staff sweeps.

It's not just a simple victory. From a performance point of view, Su Wen's strength is overwhelmingly superior to Xiao Chenyu.

Although Su Wen introduced it as the Heavenly Book Martial Spirit, many students clearly saw Su Wen's Martial Spirit as nothing more than an ordinary book.

"Could it really be a top-tier Martial Spirit called the Heavenly Book?"

"Su Wen, you're amazing. I, Xiao Chenyu, concede defeat. In the future, in the academy, no one will disturb you!" Xiao Chenyu could accept the loss, and after saying so, he turned and left.

Today's defeat left him feeling ashamed and wanting to leave as soon as possible to safe whatever face he has left.

...

In the principal's office.

The Grandmaster and a bald middle-aged man were having a conversation.

"Haha, Grandmaster, have you heard the news?" the bald middle-aged man spoke, looking at the Grandmaster, saying, "It seems like the academy has got a genius this time."

"Oh?"

Listening to the bald man recount the battle between Su Wen and Xiao Chenyu, the Grandmaster frowned.

'Su Wen? Could his Martial Spirit really be top-tier?'

'No, it should be an ordinary book. Powerful book-type Martial Spirits do exist, but they're not so commonplace.'

'Splitting pages and using them against the enemy? That's actually a good idea. Developing combat abilities from a Book Martial Spirit.'

'But a book is just a book; the essence of the Book Martial Spirit is too fragile. Perhaps it may have some combat capability now, but in the future, the disparity in attack intensity is too great and won't be effective in battles.'

"How come, do you know him?" Bald Dean, noticing the Grandmaster's reaction, asked in confusion.

"Well, he has come to see me before," the Grandmaster responded.

Bald Dean suddenly realized, "I see, no wonder he can develop the Book Martial Spirit so excellently."

The Grandmaster shook his head, denying the assumption, refusing to take credit. "No, I haven't taught him anything."

"Then what now? Are you going to take him as your disciple? He clearly has talent in developing Martial Spirits," The Bald Dean suggested.

The Grandmaster shook his head and said, "Powerful book-type Martial Spirits exist, and I am aware of and have seen many powerful book-type Martial Spirits. However, the Book Martial Spirit is inherently an auxiliary type, and moreover, a non-combatant auxiliary type."

He continued, "The Innate Spirit Power of Martial Spirits is associated with the quality of the Martial Spirit itself. His Innate Spirit Power is at least level five, indicating that the quality of his Martial Spirit is not bad. But looking at the Martial Spirit itself, it is just an ordinary book. Clearly, it has undergone mutation, but it hasn't developed traits suitable for books. It's very likely that the mutation has increased the attack power of his book."

"I speculate that his ability to continuously use flying swords in combat isn't necessarily because he has significantly more Soul Power than Xiao Chenyu, but rather because the consumption for him isn't significant, given the mutation of his book itself."

'Unfortunately, the mutation went in the wrong direction.

Although it became stronger, it veered off course.'

The Bald Dean had a sudden realization and said, "I see."

Then, he patted his bald head and grinned, "Since you're not taking him, then I'll step in."

In his mind, the Bald Dean thought, 'If you don't see a value, I don't mind. With at least a level five Innate Spirit Power, there's still hope for him to become a Spirit Ancestor. I'm just a Spirit Ancestor myself; such a disciple would be enough for me.'

...

Room 7.

"Su Wen, you're amazing!"

The working students gathered around Su Wen's bed, amazed.

Who would have thought that their roommate for the past two years was actually a hidden master?

"Su Wen, from now on, you are the—" Wang Sheng's expression turned serious.

"Stop!" Su Wen interrupted him, saying, "I just want to quietly cultivate. I won't stay in the academy for too long. Let's forget about that, leader."

Disappointed, Wang Sheng sighed, "Alright, cultivation is the main priority."

After the others dispersed, Xiaopang stepped forward, looking at Su Wen with a serious expression, "Brother Wen, I will definitely practice diligently from now on."

Having been bullied for no reason, this experience made him feel the sorrow of the weak. Now, witnessing the effects of Su Wen's strength display, Xiaopang also recognized the importance of strength.

"Okay, from now on, practice martial arts with me diligently."

...

Early the next morning, Su Wen was informed by a teacher to go to the principal's office.

"Knock knock knock!"

"Come in!"

"Principal."

"Su Wen, your Soul Power has reached level ten. Do you have a target for your first Spirit Ring?"