C276 Ruffian Avatar
The melody clone roared silently and pushed Wu Shuang's body with all its might, pulling out its body bit by bit.
First his chest, then his abdomen, and finally his thigh …
Seeing that there was only one leg left, Wu Shuang fell to the ground with a thud. The melody avatar immediately began to tremble unwillingly. The edge of the leg gradually dissipated into musical notes. It was only a matter of time before it broke down.
Dong Tianlai shook his head. With a tap of his finger, a blood-red melody appeared. It traveled through space and landed beside Wu Shuang, preparing to help smooth out his chaotic Heavenly Sound Force.
At this moment, Wu Shuang's body trembled. He propped himself up with one arm.
His face was deathly pale, and two streaks of blood hung from the corners of his mouth. He opened his mouth, and spat out a mouthful of minced meat. He had actually bitten off the tip of his tongue.
"We won't fail. Come out!"
Wu Shuang let out a vague roar, and Heavenly Energy from his entire body was poured into the melody clone, quickly recovering its damage.
The melody avatar nodded to him and pounced forward with all its might. Following the last melody, it left Wu Shuang's body and successfully performed the 'Soul Splitting God Tactic'.
"Hahaha, success, success!" Wu Shuang laughed at the sky. The same was true for his melody avatar. It was as if a shadow of a person had appeared and disappeared. When they had laughed enough, they looked at each other.
Wu Shuang was intrigued. He stretched his arms and legs, and the melody avatar did the same. Then he made a face. This time, the melody avatar didn't imitate him, but crossed its arms and looked like it was just watching a monkey play.
"Damn, I've been looked down upon by a clone." Wu Shuang smacked his forehead and was just considering whether he should let this guy go.
The Avatar of Melody immediately received his thoughts. Taking a big stride forward, it rubbed its shoulders and thumped its legs, looking like it was trying to curry favor with him.
Wu Shuang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Hey, hey, you're me too, okay? Don't embarrass us.
"Very good. Disciple, you have finally lived up to one of my hopes." Dong Tianlai said with satisfaction, "Alright, quickly take out your severed arm. I'll help you heal your injuries."
Wu Shuang rolled his eyes and thought to himself, "What are you doing long ago? If I can't cultivate the 'Soul Splitting Law', then I won't be your disciple, right?"
His expression was still reserved, so the melody clone placed his hands on his hips and pointed to the ceiling and shouted, "Old man, what do you mean by that? You pissed me off and want you to …"
Wu Shuang quickly rushed up and covered his mouth as he said with a smile, "Master, master, I didn't mean it that way. Don't listen to his nonsense."
Hehe, it's fine, it's fine. The personality of the avatar is different from the emotions and desires of a human. I understand, I understand.
"Alright, alright." Wu Shuang opened his melody avatar's mouth and glared at him in warning. Then, he took out his arm fragments from the "Hyper-magic Void Ring" and placed it on the ground.
After a short while, a blood-colored melody appeared in the air. It plunged into the fragments of Wu Shuang's arm, quickly connecting them together and then flying towards Wu Shuang's severed arm.
Wu Shuang had once healed a wound like a broken arm. Under the effects of "Red Day", not only did he not feel uncomfortable, he felt very comfortable instead.
However, when the sewn arm came close to his wound, it was as if it had hit a red-hot iron. He cried out in pain, and his back was instantly drenched in cold sweat.
"Disciple, how are you? Are you feeling pain?"
Dong Tianlai's voice trembled as if he was suppressing some emotion.
"Yes, but it doesn't matter. Master, you just have to continue." Wu Shuang clenched his teeth, while his face was scrunched up like a bun.
"Hehe, so what if it hurts, I still need to work harder. I'm calling you brat, you have no respect for your elders. How dare you shout at me!" Dong Tianlai said in satisfaction. He did not have the bearing of an elder and was more like a sulking child.
"Boss, you can take it, but I can't take it. Should we go after that guy and f * ck him?" The melody clone rolled up his nonexistent sleeves and said in a disgruntled tone.
"Fuck you, fuck your sister! It's all because of you!"
Wu Shuang glared at his melody avatar. With a thought, this grandson kneeled down on the spot. No matter how unwilling he was, he couldn't defy this senior's wishes. He honestly apologized to Dong Tianlai.
After fighting for a long time, Wu Shuang's injury had also healed. Although it was very painful, the effect was not any worse than that of 'Red Day'. He tried to stretch his arm a bit, but couldn't find any part of it that had been injured.1
"Alright, now that you have mastered the 'Soul Divergence Divine Art', I will teach you the war song to temper your spirit."
As Dong Tianlai finished his sentence, a score appeared in Wu Shuang's mind.
Battle Hymn: Wan Le's Burning Soul
Rank: Superior Spirit Comedy
Effect: Burning Heavenly Sound Power, refining the soul, can also swallow wandering souls without a master, strengthening the body
"Thank you, Master." Wu Shuang didn't waste any time as he sat down cross-legged and started playing "Wan Le Soul Burn".
The melody clone was one with him, and they too began to cultivate, following his example.
Of course, his body wasn't really on fire, but the pain was even worse. A large amount of explosive heavenly music continued to roast his soul, causing his brain to feel dizzy and muddled, as if he was having a fever.
The performance of the melody avatar became even more obvious. Three feet of flames emerged from the completely congealed blood-colored melody. Wu Shuang's body shrunk at a speed visible to the naked eye. In less than a moment, it was only the size of a seven year old child.
"What the f * ck? What's going on? Where's my seven feet body? Why did it shrink?"
The melody clone sensed the change in his body and stopped playing in a hurry. He looked at his original body, which was covered in smoke and red skin, and his face was filled with jealousy.
In the stone room, Dong Tianlai, who was staring at Wu Shuang, let out a gratified smile. The reason he accepted this disciple was partly because he wanted revenge, but also because he was afraid that his lineage would be broken.
Until now, Wu Shuang's performance was still satisfactory to him. With enough time, he might be able to blossom and scatter the leaves on the God Soul Continent, rebuilding the sect.
Wu Shuang was immersed in his own world, defending his mind against the burning of invisible flames. With the waves of heat, his spirit would become stronger each time he defended himself.
After an unknown amount of time, only when Wu Shuang's Heavenly Note was completely burnt off did he suddenly open his eyes.
An inch-long divine light shone out from his eyes. He seemed to be brimming with vigor and vitality.
"Not bad, not bad. Tell me, how much stronger has your soul become?" Dong Tianlai asked with a smile.
"Hehe, now it's 3.8, a full 0.2 times increase." Wu Shuang's face was filled with joy. After practicing "Wan Le Soul Burn", he had become very sensitive towards the strength of his soul. He didn't need the help of a machine to roughly estimate the strength of his soul.
Even though it had only increased by 0.2 times, it was already extremely rare, and he had not heard of it before. Where could one find a way to increase the strength of one's soul?
"Thank you, Master." Wu Shuang bowed respectfully to the ground.
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