Three days later.
On the edge of a training ground in the backyard of Divine Wind Academy, Bibird stood idly on a tree, watching Mo Hui teach Feng Qingcang his self-created soul skills.
Below, on the training ground, Mo Hui extended a finger. Over a dozen wind blades slowly began to converge in a fixed trajectory at his fingertip, forming a small, pale blue disc. Then, under Mo Hui's control, it started to spin rapidly.
"The key to this move, Cutting Wind Wheel, is rotation. Only by spinning at high speed can it unleash its proper power; otherwise, it's not even as good as an ordinary wind blade."
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As he spoke, Mo Hui threw the wind blade, cutting a test dummy on the training ground in half. The cut surface was smooth as a mirror.
Seeing this, Feng Qingcang immediately followed Mo Hui's demonstration and attempted it. Although he successfully formed the pale blue disc, it was unstable during the rotation. Before long, the dozen-plus wind blades shattered and flew in all directions.
Mo Hui carefully dodged the scattered wind blades, rubbed his forehead, and said somewhat helplessly, "Dean, if you can't precisely control so many wind blades to rotate, you can try controlling one, two, or three wind blades to rotate first. After you adapt, slowly increase the number of wind blades.
Although the power of the ultimate move will be much weaker this way, it allows you to practice your control over wind-attribute soul power. My two self-created soul skills are essentially about precise control over wind-attribute soul power; the wind blades are merely carriers."
Mo Hui truly hadn't expected that Feng Qingcang, as a seasoned high-level Soul Saint, would have such crude control over soul power. Once he deviated from the trajectory of his soul rings, Feng Qingcang's control over his own soul power instantly dropped several levels.
It's no wonder people on the Douluo Continent valued soul rings so highly. Without self-created soul skills, the strength of a soul master was basically determined by how powerful their soul skills were.
Upon hearing Mo Hui's words, Feng Qingcang's old face immediately turned red.
Earlier, when learning Air Blade Multi-Merge, his performance was decent. Although the speed of fusion between the wind blades was a bit slow, he quickly mastered Air Blade Multi-Merge - Four-in-One. From then on, he only needed more practice to master the fusion of more wind blades, which wasn't difficult.
He had been a bit smug, thinking his talent was quite good. However, when he started learning Cutting Wind Blade, that thought was instantly thrown out the window.
No other reason than that Cutting Wind Blade was simply too difficult. It required simultaneously controlling a dozen wind blades to form a wind wheel while also controlling them to rotate at high speed without interfering with each other. Such a requirement was something even he, a Soul Saint, couldn't achieve in a short time.
Afterward, Feng Qingcang, unconvinced, tried several more times, but all ended in failure. Somewhat annoyed, Feng Qingcang immediately complained to Mo Hui:
"Little friend Mo Hui, this Cutting Wind Wheel of yours is too difficult! Even I struggle to perform it like this. An ordinary student would take who knows how long to master it. Can't you make it simpler?"
Hearing this, Mo Hui immediately rolled his eyes. "Do you think simplification is that easy? In my opinion, creating a soul skill isn't difficult, but making it teachable and learnable by everyone increases the difficulty almost geometrically. Where would I find the time to research such a thing?"
"Besides, Air Blade Multi-Merge is already quite simple. As long as one's talent isn't too low, they can almost learn it with a little effort. As for Cutting Wind Wheel, let's just consider it exclusive to geniuses."
"This... that's true."
After hearing Mo Hui's words, Feng Qingcang was instantly speechless. He was just complaining a bit.
After all, self-created soul skills that can be passed down for others to use are extremely rare. Once they appear, they can generally be treated as family heirlooms by a power.
The most typical example is the Clear Sky School, which has the most inherited self-created soul skills, including divine skills like the Great Sumeru Hammer.
Afterward, Feng Qingcang stopped talking and began practicing the Cutting Wind Wheel under Mo Hui's guidance.
Another few days passed.
"Haha, I finally succeeded!"
Looking at the rapidly rotating pale blue disc in his hand, Feng Qingcang was so excited that tears were about to flow.
It wasn't easy. He didn't know how many times he had tried these past few days, and only today did he finally succeed in making the Cutting Wind Wheel operate stably for the first time.
And this was with Mo Hui, the creator, providing one-on-one guidance. Otherwise, if he were alone, even with the cultivation manual, it would take at least a month of research to initially grasp it.
On the other side, Mo Hui also breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this. He had finally taught this person.
He had never taught such complex content before. He hadn't realized that teaching others and learning by oneself were two different things. Many things that seemed obvious to him required special explanation for others. Indeed, he couldn't view this world too highly.
At the same time, Mo Hui felt a bit fortunate. Fortunately, he was teaching the Dean of Divine Wind Academy, a Soul Saint level powerhouse. If he had to teach Cutting Wind Wheel to those Soul Grandmasters and Soul Venerate students, he was truly afraid he would go crazy.
Immediately, Mo Hui clapped his hands and praised, "As expected of the Dean, mastering the Cutting Wind Wheel in just one week. But since the Dean has learned it, I'll go to Hurricane Gorge to cultivate."
"Hmph, don't flatter this old man, kid. I know what I'm like, don't I?"
Feng Qingcang snorted lightly when he heard Mo Hui's words and replied.
Immediately after, Feng Qingcang looked at Mo Hui and smiled slightly, "Of course you can go to Hurricane Gorge to cultivate, but I have a job, with very generous pay. Do you want to take it?"
"What job?" Mo Hui asked in return.
"It's nothing difficult, just teaching the school's students and teachers to learn Air Blade Multi-Merge and Cutting Wind Wheel."
Feng Qingcang said calmly.
"What!?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Hui was first stunned, then quickly shook his head and said, "I won't do it, it takes too much time, I need to cultivate!"
"Don't be in such a hurry to refuse, won't you at least hear the conditions?"
Feng Qingcang raised an eyebrow and said.
"No matter the conditions, I won't do it!"
Mo Hui quickly shook his head. His time was precious, and he didn't have time to teach those students. Just teaching Feng Qingcang, the Dean, had tired him out enough; he couldn't even imagine how tiring it would be to teach those students.
After speaking, Mo Hui summoned Bibird and walked quickly towards Hurricane Gorge.
Seeing that Mo Hui wasn't taking the bait, Feng Qingcang became a little anxious and quickly shouted, "What if I give you four thousand gold soul coins a month, and you only need to teach one class a week?"
As soon as these words came out, Mo Hui instantly turned into a green streak and appeared before Feng Qingcang, saying with shining eyes:
"Dean, are you serious?"