Shackles of doubt

The moon hung high, a pale silver disk

casting long shadows across the secluded

training ground. The night air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of damp grass and distant firewood. Feng Hao stood alone, his breathing steady, his mind sharp.

He was testing the limits of his new power.

In his right hand, his Fire sword flickered, it's flames undulating like a living entity, eager to be unleashed. Beneath his feet, water rippled

naturally, a subtle glow surrounding his steps. His second martial spirits, Water steps , responded instinctively to his movements.

Fire and water - two forces that should have clashed - now coexisted within him.

But something still felt wrong.

His control was unstable. The energy fluctuated unpredictably, making it different to transition smoothly between movements. His strikes were powerful, but not precise. His footwork was agile, but not effortless.

He is frustrated as he take another step, the water beneath his feet pulsed unnaturally - not in response to him, but as if reaching to an external forces.

His instinct screamed .

" You' ve training hard at this hour."

The voice cut through the silence like a blade.

He froze.

Spinning around, his heartbeat pounded in his ears.

A shadow emerged from the darkness -

his grandfather.

The old man' s sharp gaze flickered to the faint mist gathering at his grandson's feet.

His expression remained unreadable, yet his presence carried an undeniable weight.

For a long moment, neither spoke.

Then , his grandfather sighed.

" You have twin martial spirits."

The words are simple, yet they crashed over the Feng Hao like a tidal wave.

He nodded.

His grandfather stepped forward, his voice lowering slightly."This changes everything.But listen carefully - keep this hidden. No one must know."

Feng Hao swallowed hard.

" I understand."

His grandfather studied him for a moment longer before nodding.

" Good . Be careful," and don't tell anyone about it. It can be boon or can be curse. You are first twin martial spirits in these continent.

You have to walk on these path alone . You have make your path . I can only guide you to sword but martial soul you have to feel it. He

Just as suddenly as he had appeared, the old man turned and disappeared into the night.

Feng Hao can feel fear , excitement and all the emotions on the tone of his grandfather

But he remained still, his fists clenching.

He hadn't sensed his grandfather 's presence at all.

Not even a flicker.

If that had been an enemy... he would be dead before he even realized it.

The silence pressed against him , heavy and suffocating.

His grandfather was a Soul Saint. He had lived his whole life honing his strength, yet

Feng Hao - despite possessin divine knowledge - couldn't even perceive his approach.

He gritted his teeth.

" I' m still so weak."

For all his so- called experience the knowledge buried deep within him...it wasn't enough.

"What 's the point of having these martial spirits if I can't even react to danger?"

A bitter laugh escaped his lips . He had thought himself special - someone destined for greatness.

But now, he wasn't so sure.

" Am I even worthy of these powers?"

His finger trembled slightly.

Doubt crept into his mind like a relentless parasite.

Then---

A voice echoed in his mind.

" Tch . Falling apart already?

That's pathetic."

Atleast in previous life you have never leave your hope always workhard to get success.

I think these is side effects of tribulation.hmm...

His breath hitched.

The presence inside him Stirred.

A familiar chuckle followed .

"Took you long enough to start questioning yourself."

Feng Hao ' s eyes widened.

He wasn't alone anymore. He has forgotten him. He is always there.

The second soul Fragments had awakened.

Unlike his current self, this fragment held memories from his past life between birth to adult. It was the part of him that had honed his strength, gained experience, and mastered forgotten arts.

Feng Hao closed his eyes

"You're awake." I think you are not going to awaken soon.

Second soul Fragments snorted and said

" You were making such a fool of yourself that

I couldn't stay any longer. I have to guide you reckless man.

Feng Hao exhaled sharply. " If you're just here to mock me, then shut up."

"Please me." May be I will help you. Heee Heee

His eyebrow twitched ." I swear_"

" Enough whining."** The second soul interrupted." If you' re truly that weak, I 'll give

You something useful."**

And then -

A flood of knowledge surged into his mind.

It wasn't just any knowledge . It was experience from previous life.this part was only exists in these guys , that's why he was happy.

It was a techniques - one can designed to sharpen perception, movements, and reflexes.

Three key components unraveled before his mind's eye:

1 . Eyes - The Farsight and illusion techniques - Ripple sight

(a)Trains the eyes to predict enemy

Movements based on micro-sec

Expressions and muscle shifts.

( b) Allow the user to perceive energy

Fluctuations beyond their current

Soul power level.

2. Footwork - Phantom Mirage steps

(a) A movements techniques design to

deceive the opponent's perception.

(b) Leaves afterimage to create

Confusion. and unpredictable speed

and sudden bursts of acceleration.

3. Hand - to - hand combet -

Flowing River Fist

(a) A Counter - based martial art

That redirect the enemy 's force.

(b) No wasted energy - every move

Is efficient and calculated.

As the knowledge solidified, his body reacted instinctively.

His breathing changed .

His posture adjusted.

He wasn't just standing still anymore - he was moving as if the art had always been a part of him.

The second soul chuckled."see? This was my experience now it would help you.

Feng Hao flexed his finger, his heart pounding.

This ... was exactly what he needed.

A way to compensate for his weakness.

A way to never caught off-guard again.

He eagerly want to try .Now , It was time to test it .

He closed his eyes, letting his newfound

Awareness settle.

The night wasn't just darkness anymore.

He could sense the faintest disturbances in

the air, the subtle movement s of insects in the grass, the distant crackling of embers.

And then -

A rustling sound.

He moved.

His body blurred, shifting to the left with the Mirage steps. He activates Ripple sight and notices how the air currents shift around his movements. Even a falling leaf seems to move in slow motion. he uses again Mirage steps to move unpredictably, leaving after images as is his body is flowing like water.

Then He use Floyriver first , feeling a shockwaveripple through his arm upon impact.A nearby boulder Fractures from the force.

He can feel changes in his strength, His raw power had increased, especially in hand -to - combat.

His speed ,His footwork makes him faster, but techniques like required more control.

His Reflexes , His eye predict attacks, but adapting to the information overload takes practice.

There are many techniques which are available but currently he want to focus in cultivating soul power that's why he chose this three techniques later on he will practice more body art.

Thinging this he smile and said ,

["GAME ON" ]