On the small hill outside Holy Spirit Village.
Lu Feng sat on the ground, writing and drawing. Beside him, several simple 'small towers' were piled up with stones.
If anyone else saw him, they would just think he was a child playing.
"Tang Chen, Power Attack System."
"Qian Daoliu, Power Attack System."
"Bo Saixi, Power Attack System."
"Golden Crocodile, Green Luan, Lion, Lightwing, the Chopsticks Brothers."
"Tang San."
Halfway through his thoughts, Lu Feng suddenly stopped and kicked away the stone representing Tang San.
"This guy is a cheater, he has no reference value."
Before transmigrating, Lu Feng read novels just for fun and didn't think too deeply about some of the issues.
Now that he had transmigrated to the Douluo Continent and awakened his innate soul power, Lu Feng had to start planning his future development path.
The several circles in front of him represented the main development paths for Soul Masters: Power Attack System, Agility Attack System, Control System, Defense System, Support System, Healing System, and Food System.
In the circle representing the Power Attack System, the stones were piled into a small mountain. In the circles for the Agility Attack and Control systems, there were also a few scattered stones.
There was no helping it; almost all the famous Titled Douluo on the continent were from the Power Attack System.
As for the Support System?
Ning Rongrong counted as one, and Oscar could only be considered half of one.
"Oh, my apologies, how could I have forgotten about you, old sir." Lu Feng picked up a leftover bone and placed it in the circle representing the Defense System.
Looking at the piles of stones in front of him, Lu Feng already had an answer in his heart.
So, the general direction of my future development will be the Power Attack System. I can also keep one or two Agility Attack martial souls as backups. If I can't win, at least I can run away.
Control System, Support System... forget it, biting off more than you can chew is a bad idea.
Lu Feng pushed over all the stones in front of him and began a new round of deductions.
"Qian Renxue, Balanced Style."
"Zhu Zhuqing, Extreme Style."
"Shui Bing'er."
"Ye Lingling."
Lu Feng looked at the two equally sized piles of stones before him and frowned slightly.
On the Douluo Continent, regardless of which system a Soul Master belonged to, apart from certain special martial souls, their development path could be divided into two categories: Balanced Style and Extreme Style.
The advantage of the so-called Balanced Style was its versatility. It could both deal damage and take hits, able to trade a few blows with anyone. It was like a top-laner in a competitive game: when ahead, you can go one versus nine; when behind, you can just wait for the fifteen-minute surrender vote.
The most typical example was Dai Mubai from the original work. Lu Feng felt envious just thinking about his pile of percentage-based, all-attribute-enhancing soul skills.
Of course, a Balanced Style Soul Master didn't have every type of soul skill. Instead, while maintaining their main focus, they would add other skills.
An Agility Attack System Soul Master could add support or defense soul skills for themselves. But they would never waste a soul ring slot to obtain a healing-type skill.
Not every assassin is called Master Yi.
As for the Extreme Style, as the name suggests, it was about infinitely strengthening one's own advantages. This ensured that one could always have the initiative in one aspect under any circumstances.
The most typical martial soul was the Clear Sky Hammer.
According to the original work, the owners of the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul had almost all their soul rings providing strength-type enhancements.
Just after being promoted to Titled Douluo, Tang Hao was able to fight his way out of the siege of Qian Xunji and his two cronies. The advantage of an Extreme Style Soul Master was clear to see.
In Lu Feng's original plan, since he could use different martial souls, he would naturally try to cover all bases and take the path of the Balanced Style.
However, when he calmed down to think about it, he found that things were not that simple.
The Balanced Style is like a warrior, a jack-of-all-trades. In battle, they can consistently perform against various opponents. But the disadvantage is also obvious; if you encounter a higher-level Balanced Style Soul Master, there's almost no chance of a comeback.
The Extreme Style is the exact opposite, like an assassin. There are countless cases of defeating a stronger opponent or turning the tables with a sliver of health!
"However."
Lu Feng propped himself up and looked at the distant sunset. "I'm not the kind of person who likes to walk on a tightrope!"
After transmigrating to another world, especially a fantasy world where power reigns supreme, what is the most important thing?
To give grand speeches and command the world?
To sing passionate songs and roam the lands with a sword?
No!
The most important thing is to be prudent!
As the saying goes: What's the difference between a ninety-eight percent chance of success and courting death?
When fighting, if you can gang up on them, don't duel; if you can sneak attack from behind, don't charge from the front; never attack an enemy more than one major realm above you!
Lu Feng stood up and pushed over all the piles of stones in front of him.
"Swish, swish, swish."
Lu Feng picked up a stone and drew a triangle on the ground.
"Strength, Speed, Defense."
Soon, Lu Feng erased the triangle and replaced it with a five-pointed star.
In addition to the three elements of online games, 'Attack, Speed, and Defense', I should also add Soul Power and Special Effects.
The consumption and recovery of soul power are also indispensable parts of my future training. In the original work, Tang San's Blue Silver Domain was endless, and Bo Saixi was known as invincible in the ocean. Fighting them would be no different from spawn camping at the enemy's high ground.
As for Special Effects, attributes like lightning, fire, and ice are basically inherent to the martial soul and are difficult to obtain later.
Sigh, if only I could one day pick up the live-action version of Battle Through the Heavens' "Three Thousand Lightning Movement"!
Lu Feng looked at the five-pointed star in front of him but felt that something was missing.
He stretched his body a little and casually glanced towards the village.
At this time, a few plumes of cooking smoke were rising sparsely from the village. A small, thin figure walked out of the village chief's house, carrying a small basket on his back.
That child was Tang San, probably going to the village chief's house to borrow rice again.
Ever since the martial soul awakening, Lu Feng and Tang San had suddenly become the hot commodities of Holy Spirit Village. Even the usually stingy village chief's daughter-in-law no longer complained about Old Jack helping Tang San.
After all, they were future Soul Master-samas.
Seeing Tang San, Lu Feng suddenly remembered something.
"Oh, I've got it, Spiritual Power!"
In the original work, there were very few descriptions of spiritual power, and there wasn't even a dedicated spiritual power cultivation technique on the continent.
To increase one's spiritual power, there was no other way except for the natural growth from soul power and absorbing a head-type soul bone.
"Purple Demon Eye, oh, Purple Demon Eye!"
With a thought, Lu Feng checked his 'inventory'. The [Purple Demon Eye] still only had 6 fragments.
It seems I'll have to frequently supervise Tang San's cultivation from now on!
"Creak~"
Pushing open the gate to his small courtyard, a rich, meaty aroma wafted towards him.
Walking into the kitchen and lifting the lid of the clay pot, he saw that the pig trotters inside were fully cooked.
Lu Feng picked up his chopsticks, put a piece of the pork skin into his mouth, and instantly felt a delicious flavor explode on his tongue.
A poor man's child learns to manage the house early. In his previous life, Lu Feng had developed excellent cooking skills.
The pig trotter had been chopped into several large pieces. Lu Feng picked up the largest piece, placed it in a bowl, and sat on a small stool, slowly gnawing on it.
Halfway through, a small arrow hole on the leg bone caught his eye.
Lu Feng stood on his tiptoes and glanced towards the west side of the village. Plumes of cooking smoke were also rising from Tang San's home.
"Counting the time, I should probably go and collect the debt!"