"Mom, save me! Dad's going to hit me again!"
"You little brat, stop whining! When have I ever hit you?"
It had been six years since Han Feng arrived in the Douluo Continent. He spent one year learning the language of the continent. Unlike Tang San, Han Feng's life was much more comfortable. He had a loving mother, a responsible father, and every couple of days, he could even enjoy the meat of a soul beast as a treat — on this continent, that was considered a top-tier lifestyle!
Compared to Tang San's parents, who had tremendous backgrounds, Han Feng's parents were much more ordinary.
His father, Han Dang, was 33 years old, a level 45 defensive Soul Master with the Martial Soul "Mysterious Armor Shield" and soul rings of one white, one yellow, and two purple.
His mother, Zhang Lingling, was 30 years old, a level 38 auxiliary Soul Master with the Martial Soul "Blazing Flame" and soul rings of two yellow and one purple.
Han Dang worked in the city's Grand Dou Soul Arena. Being a soul master of the "Soul Sect" rank afforded them a very good living standard, enough for the family of three to live comfortably.
And today was the day Han Feng's Martial Soul would awaken. Even though Han Feng was a transmigrator, he couldn't help but feel excited.
Han Feng had no doubts about his soul power—it was basically at level 12. Thanks to the "golden finger" advantage, leveling up two levels per year, after six years, even if he had no innate soul power, he should be at least level 12. What made Han Feng truly excited, of course, was what Martial Soul he would inherit…
To be honest, Han Feng didn't want to inherit his father Han Dang's Martial Soul. After all, strong attack was the real romance for a man. If he inherited the Mysterious Armor Shield, he would be doomed to the path of a defensive soul master…
Han Feng hoped instead to inherit his mother's Blazing Flame Martial Soul. Although Zhang Lingling was an auxiliary soul master, that was only because she had a mishap when selecting her soul rings, and had no choice but to become auxiliary. Since it was a flame Martial Soul, as long as his mindset didn't slip, becoming a strong attack soul master would be easy.
With his longing for the Blazing Flame Martial Soul, the unlucky kid Han Feng pestered Han Dang early in the morning with all sorts of questions, showing no attempt to hide his disdain for the Mysterious Armor Shield Martial Soul.
Han Dang did not indulge him, bluntly telling him that the Han family had passed down the Mysterious Armor Shield Martial Soul for generations, exclusively from father to son. Han Feng's little hopes were dashed.
But with a "if I can't have a good time, neither can you" attitude, Han Feng immediately left Han Dang and ran to complain to Zhang Lingling this wasn't the first time, and Han Dang was pitifully used to it...
As expected, upon hearing Han Dang was about to hit his beloved son again, Zhang Lingling shot a glance at Han Dang. Just with that look, Han Dang, who had been brash moments before, instantly quieted down like a well-behaved kitten. Meanwhile, Han Feng, hiding behind Zhang Lingling, made a cheeky face at Han Dang, looking very pleased with himself, causing Han Dang a painful earache!
Although Han Feng was a transmigrator whose real age was much older than his appearance, in his previous life he was only about twenty years old. In this life, he was six, adding up to about twenty-six years old. He had just graduated from kindergarten twenty years ago!
But this time, Zhang Lingling didn't pinch Han Dang's ear she only gave him a stern look and that was it, leaving Han Feng a bit disappointed.
Zhang Lingling picked Han Feng up, affectionately rubbing his little face.
Han Feng resembled his mother—except for his big eyes, which were like Han Dang's. His nose and mouth were more like Zhang Lingling's, which made Han Feng proud of being quite the handsome guy. However, that also made Zhang Lingling especially fond of rubbing his face, much to Han Feng's helplessness.
"Feng'er, no matter what Martial Soul you have, it has its advantages. Mom believes whether it's Dad's Mysterious Armor Shield or Mom's Blazing Flame, you'll definitely make the most of its strengths, right?"
Han Feng was precocious, so Zhang Lingling wasn't afraid he'd throw a childish tantrum, speaking softly.
Hearing this, Han Feng gave an embarrassed smile. It was obvious Zhang Lingling had already seen through his little scheme…
"Exactly! What's wrong with the Mysterious Armor Shield!? One man defends the pass, ten thousand men can't break through!"
Seeing Zhang Lingling hadn't said anything more, Han Dang gained confidence and quickly reprimanded Han Feng quietly.
Han Feng stuck out his tongue, lowered his head, and muttered softly, "Tch! It's just standing there and getting beaten!"
Han Feng's voice was indeed low, but Han Dang and Zhang Lingling were Soul Sect-level masters standing close by—how could they not hear it? Han Dang was about to scold him again but was shot down by a look from Zhang Lingling: "What does it have to do with you!"
Han Dang had no choice but to mumble and step aside.
"Feng'er, the Martial Soul Hall's people have already arrived. No matter what your Martial Soul is, you'll find out soon. What if your Martial Soul has mutated?" Seeing her beloved son unhappy, Zhang Lingling quickly comforted him.
"Oh…" Han Feng weakly responded.
Han Dang, being a Soul Sect master, and with a Soul Master wife, had the qualifications to invite the Martial Soul Hall's awakening soul master to their home. Usually, the soul masters who awaken Martial Souls are level 20+ great soul masters.
Following behind Zhang Lingling, Han Feng soon saw the person who would awaken his Martial Soul.
"Honorable Soul Sect Master, greetings! I am Wang Xun! I'm very pleased to serve you!"
"Hmm! Thank you for your trouble!"
In front of outsiders, Han Dang remained very dignified. As a Soul Sect master, even without releasing soul power, Wang Xun, a great soul master, felt pressured.
Han Feng was somewhat disappointed hearing Wang Xun's self-introduction — no "waste" Martial Soul certification like Su Yuntao the lone wolf had. So he really wasn't the protagonist!?
After a brief communication between Wang Xun and Han Dang, Wang Xun came before Han Feng and smiled gently, "Young Master Han, please do not resist later. I will draw out the power slumbering within you!"
Wang Xun appeared to be in his thirties, with a completely patient expression. Han Feng nodded and, encouraged by Zhang Lingling's gaze, said, "Thank you very much!"
Han Feng's politeness brightened Wang Xun's eyes. Without further ado, he released his Martial Soul: "Sand Crocodile! Possess!"
Two soul rings, one white and one yellow, rose behind Wang Xun. His appearance rapidly changed a row of jagged yellow plates grew along his spine, his hands turned into sharp claws, limbs became thick and muscular, and a whirlwind of sand and dust swirled around him.
Unexpectedly, Han Feng showed no fear or panic. Wang Xun thought this was normal—after all, as Han Dang's son, Han Feng probably had seen plenty of Martial Souls at the arena, many fiercer than his own!
"Young Master Han, please do not resist!"
Wang Xun reminded him one last time. After Han Feng nodded, Wang Xun put his clawed hand on Han Feng's head. Han Feng felt a warm power flow through his body, and when it passed his dantian (energy center), a sudden change occurred!
"Xiong!" (a powerful roar)
A burst of flames suddenly surged from Han Feng's body, surrounding him. The scorching heat even made Wang Xun frown luckily the flames weren't hostile, or his hand might have been burnt to a medium rare!
Han Feng rejoiced feeling the flames it was warm and friendly, clearly his Martial Soul!
Zhang Lingling and Han Dang, watching closely, both widened their eyes.
Could their son really have the Blazing Flame Martial Soul?
Han Dang frowned: "That shouldn't be… The Han family genes are very strong…"
In fact, the Han family genes were indeed very strong. The three soon discovered that within the flames, a shield rose up. Han Feng naturally held it in his right hand, and the feeling of bloodline connection made him know this was his complete Martial Soul!
With Han Dang's keen eyes, it was clear the flames were flowing out from the shield. Han Feng's Martial Soul was less about the flames themselves and more about the shield that emitted the flames!
Zhang Lingling was a bit displeased: "Still a shield…"
"Hehe! Honey! What's wrong with a shield? Our son will definitely be the toughest man!" Han Dang said with a grin, whispering to Zhang Lingling.
But Zhang Lingling was not convinced, snorting coldly: "It's just standing there and getting beaten! I'm telling you, if our precious son gets hurt, I'll twist your ears off!"
Han Dang's face instantly became miserable.
The couple hadn't really thought about whether Han Feng had soul power or not!
Wang Xun was unaware of the couple's private talk. After Han Feng's Martial Soul awakening was complete, Wang Xun retracted his Sand Crocodile Martial Soul and asked Han Feng, "Young Master Han, your Martial Soul seems to be a combination of the Martial Souls of Mr. Han and Madam. What is its name?"
Han Feng was stunned. He was about to say he didn't know, but when he opened his mouth, by some mysterious force, he called out the name of his Martial Soul:
"Shield of Blazing Heaven! My Martial Soul's name is Shield of Blazing Heaven!"
"Shield of Blazing Heaven… that's indeed very fitting!"
How could it not be? That was the name the Shield of Blazing Heaven itself told Han Feng!