Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo quietly left the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect with a group of people.
Early the next morning, Yang Xiong followed Bone Douluo to the training field.
Bone Douluo looked at Yang Xiong with extreme seriousness: "Yang Xiong, I know you have been cultivating my 'The Way of Defense' since you were a child, and you could even say you've achieved some success, but do you know what the strongest defense is?"
Yang Xiong thought for a moment: "Teacher Bone Douluo, I think the strongest defense is an extremely powerful physique, absolutely strong physical quality, and also strengthening oneself through defensive soul skills."
Bone Douluo nodded: "Well said, you do have some research on the path of defense, but this is too one-sided and too simple."
"Whether it's your previous body tempering or the so-called absorption of defensive soul rings, this is not the foundation of the path of defense. The truly strongest defense requires absolutely strong willpower, to face even the strongest attacks without hesitation."
"Over the years, the only ones in the Soul Master world who have achieved something in defense are the Elephant Armor Sect and the Defense Clan. Their martial souls have strong defense, but more importantly, they have a certain inheritance and body tempering methods."
"In fact, purely from the perspective of defense, many martial souls are stronger than the Plate Armor Lizard and Diamond Mammoth. For example, the Dark Tortoise martial soul you encountered with your first soul ring, or the Black Tortoise Turtle martial soul of the Shi Family brothers, and even the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul can take the path of extreme defense. But why aren't they strong in this path, and why haven't any masters of defense appeared among them? This relates to their own cultivation methods and inheritance issues."
"And in my eyes, defense can only break through oneself by using one's will to resist the enemy's attacks again and again."
Yang Xiong seemed lost in thought upon hearing this. He had originally thought he had some research on the path of defense, but now his thoughts seemed different.
Bone Douluo casually waved his hand, and countless extremely sharp bones appeared in the space, stabbing towards Yang Xiong.
Yang Xiong was also startled. He immediately summoned his martial soul and soul rings, and his entire body instantly turned silver.
Facing the countless extremely sharp bone spurs, Yang Xiong quickly dodged the attacks, occasionally clenching his fists and striking the incoming bone spurs.
However, these bone spurs seemed unusually tricky, attacking the relatively weak points on Yang Xiong's body from different directions, such as his head and joints. Soon, Yang Xiong appeared a bit overwhelmed, with multiple injuries on his body from the bone spurs, and if he hadn't reacted quickly, a few bone spurs would have almost reached his eyes.
After just a few minutes, Yang Xiong was already panting at the edge of the training field, with multiple injuries on his body and a lot of blood flowing.
Bone Douluo then stopped: "Yang Xiong, in terms of defense, you are hard to match at the Soul Ancestor and even Soul King levels, but I only used Soul Ancestor level strength just now, and you seemed a bit vulnerable."
Yang Xiong's face turned slightly red upon hearing this. He had been very confident in his defense, but at this moment, he seemed to have completely witnessed another type of attack.
As Bone Douluo said, the attack just now was not strong, nor was it fast, likely only at the Soul Ancestor level.
But this level of attack was actually able to injure him repeatedly. Besides Bone Douluo's own strength, it was also because he had long studied defense and was therefore more aware of the opponent's weaknesses.
Bone Douluo reached out and lightly pointed at Yang Xiong, and a terrifying soul power seemed to strike towards Yang Xiong.
Yang Xiong's face tightened. He quickly crossed his arms over his chest, hardening his muscles and bones, raising his defense to the extreme. This was a self-created soul skill: Steel Tendons Iron Bones.
But Bone Douluo's soul power actually changed at this instant. The attacking soul power quickly dispersed, and his entire body suddenly seemed to be subjected to countless attacks, with the weak parts of his body seemingly attacked again.
Yang Xiong was instantly greatly alarmed. He hadn't expected attacks could be used in such a way.
Bone Douluo couldn't help but shake his head: "Yang Xiong, you are too green now, and too weak. You simply don't understand what true defense is."
"Defense is not just the strength of the body, but more importantly, it is making your body a whole. Especially since the circulation of soul power in your body is still very rough, no matter how strong you cultivate your body, there will ultimately be weaknesses. The attack I used just now should be easily mastered by ordinary Soul Emperors."
Yang Xiong quickly said: "Please guide me, Teacher!"
Bone Douluo shook his head: "This kind of thing cannot be taught, but must be gradually understood through countless actual battles. Try attacking me with your strongest attack."
Yang Xiong thought carefully, then his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp. He quickly condensed a golden Rasengan in his hand and smashed it towards Bone Douluo with all his might.
This Rasengan had been infused with powerful gold attribute, and its rotation speed was extremely fast, definitely not something ordinary Soul Masters could withstand.
But unexpectedly, when the Rasengan hit Bone Douluo, it seemed to encounter some resistance, especially since the Rasengan Yang Xiong used this time was a full fifty centimeters, which could be said to cover Bone Douluo's neck and head.
But Bone Douluo himself didn't budge an inch. Especially at the moment the Rasengan collided with Bone Douluo, it seemed to have a slight effect of deflecting force. Bone Douluo's soul power seemed to be slightly trembling, but it was this trembling that deflected Yang Xiong's full-force attack, and Yang Xiong himself was instead subjected to a counter-shock.
At this moment, Yang Xiong began to gradually understand Bone Douluo's meaning. His body, after long-term body tempering and refinement, seemed to be able to instinctively respond to enemy attacks. His body had formed some kind of instinctive reaction, or rather, the soul power on his body had formed some kind of instinctive reaction.
Bone Douluo said, "Do you understand a little now?"
Yang Xiong nodded, "Teacher, I feel like your body and soul power have formed some kind of instinct. Not only is your body as hard as iron, but even some weak points are a bit different."
Bone Douluo nodded, "Your observation is quite detailed, but it's far from enough. Since you know your body has weak points, haven't you thought about training the resistance of these weak points to attacks?"
"I know you've been fighting against that Zhao Wuji for a long time, but he's a Soul Saint, and his soul power is much higher than yours. So when he fights you, he's always holding back, even deliberately controlling the force of some attacks. While this method of training is effective, it's not significant."
Yang Xiong quickly said, "Teacher, how should I train then?"
Bone Douluo pointed at Yang Xiong again, and a force surprisingly rushed towards Yang Xiong's forehead extremely quickly. Even if Yang Xiong reacted quickly, at this moment he could only use his arms to block.
But Bone Douluo's attack actually went around in a circle and instead hit his forehead, making Yang Xiong dizzy.
Bone Douluo snorted coldly, "Yang Xiong, have you been training defense so much that your brain is messed up? Facing an enemy's attack, especially a fatal threat like the head, you still want to block it. Haven't you thought about dodging?"
When Yang Xiong heard this, his face immediately looked a little awkward. He couldn't help but think of Huyan Zhen, the first iron-headed person in Douluo, who was a fool who dared to headbutt a divine artifact.
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Bone Douluo continuously launched various attacks on Yang Xiong. Yang Xiong only felt that facing such a master proficient in defense, his whole body seemed to be full of flaws and he was completely unable to cope. He was utterly miserable.
After a full half an hour, Yang Xiong was almost lying on the ground. Only then did Bone Douluo continue, "The warm-up training is almost done. Next, I'll teach you something else. The fundamental principle of practicing defense is to train the body's resistance to attacks. Whether it's the training of muscles and bones or the tempering of the body with medicine, the purpose is to train the resistance to attacks."
Bone Douluo's figure flashed, and he quickly arrived in front of Yang Xiong, gently patting Yang Xiong's chest.
Yang Xiong felt that there was no way to avoid it. His soul power throughout his body seemed to be completely suppressed in an instant, and he couldn't even summon his Martial Soul.
Bone Douluo waved his hand, as if giving some kind of instruction. Eight burly men instantly walked out from outside, and each of them held a black iron rod. It seemed that the iron rods were very heavy.
Yang Xiong felt something was wrong and quickly said, "Teacher, you're not going to make me suppress my soul power and fight against these people, are you?"
Bone Douluo looked at Yang Xiong as if he were an idiot, "Do you think you can still fight against people in your current state? These people have different Martial Souls and different abilities. Now the main thing is to conduct striking training on you."
Before Yang Xiong could say anything, the eight burly men took their iron rods and directly smashed them towards Yang Xiong. They seemed to be well-trained and full of strength.
Yang Xiong originally wanted to resist, but his soul power was completely suppressed, so he had to use his hands to block the attacks of these iron rods.
But these eight people were clearly not ordinary people. Every strike was at an extremely tricky angle, specifically targeting Yang Xiong's weak points, especially some joint positions, or his head.
Before long, Yang Xiong was subjected to various different attacks. His whole body felt incredibly painful, especially the joint positions which were extremely sore. Moreover, these eight people cooperated very well, making it impossible for Yang Xiong to dodge.
And Bone Douluo had already leisurely walked to the edge of the training field and actually started drinking tea.
After a full hour, Yang Xiong was completely exhausted. His whole body seemed to have no good skin left, and his whole body seemed to be a little purple. He lay on the ground with trembling hands, his mouth twitching slightly, looking extremely miserable.
Bone Douluo then came to Yang Xiong's side and nodded, "Your physical fitness is not bad. Today is just the first day, and it's also the simplest day of training. Tomorrow you need to persevere for two hours."
Before Yang Xiong could say anything, his whole body seemed to be dragged by soul power into a bathtub. The entire bathtub was blood red, and it didn't look like herbs, but rather like the blood of some kind of soul beast, and it was freshly drawn.
Even though Yang Xiong had undergone Ice Fire Body Tempering, after entering the bathtub, his blood seemed to start boiling a little, especially since this blood seemed to have a burning sensation, but it was completely different from fire and poison. It felt as if his whole body was about to melt.
After entering the bathtub, Yang Xiong felt extremely painful. Although it was not as bad as Ice Fire Body Tempering, this blood-red liquid drilled into every pore of his body.
Bone Douluo on the side nodded, "You're lucky. Recently, the sect caught a few thousand-year Bone Melting Snakes. The venom and blood of the Bone Melting Snake are excellent materials for body tempering. However, normally only Soul Emperors can withstand it. It seems it should have a certain effect on you."
Before Yang Xiong could speak, Bone Douluo emitted a power from his body, and Yang Xiong's entire head was submerged in the red liquid.
After staying in the blood-red liquid for a full half hour, the red liquid in the entire tub became lighter.
Yang Xiong finally managed to climb out of the tub, but before he could react, eight burly men, holding iron rods, continued to attack him. The force seemed even more violent than before.
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After being tormented by Bone Douluo for a whole morning, Bone Douluo himself finally left leisurely, while Yang Xiong, having been attacked multiple times, lay on the ground, barely alive.
However, as Bone Douluo left, the suppression of his Martial Soul and soul power seemed to gradually disappear. But after a morning of torment, his entire body felt incredibly sore, much more painful than the battle at Spirit Hall back then.
Yang Xiong felt a bit like crying without tears, seriously suspecting that Bone Douluo was targeting him.
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