"Teacher Jie, I think it might be because the essence of a food-type martial soul is food, which ordinary people can also make."
"How is that possible?"
"If other Soul Masters can make it, then what's the point of having Food-type Soul Masters?"
The students in front of Feng Xiaotian instinctively refuted his answer.
There was no mockery in it; it was just that I felt it was an impossible thing.
Unexpectedly, Jie Lu smiled and nodded:
"Not bad. Although it's obvious you're guessing, it's still quite impressive to have this level of insight."
Is this true?
Feng Xiaotian's eyes widened; he himself could hardly believe it.
Like the other students, he stared intently at Jie Lu, wanting to verify this question.
"That's right. The essence of a food-type martial soul is food. Since it's food, it's meant to be eaten. And since the spirit rings of a food-type martial soul can transform the martial soul into various edible foods, can other people with spirit power do the same?"
Upon hearing Jie Lu's question, some students below began to ponder it deeply.
But it is clear that with the knowledge they gained from junior college, they cannot fully understand this problem.
Feng Xiaotian, who had dreamed of creating his own soul skills since childhood, had some understanding of this subject and frowned as he said:
"Teacher Jie, can I understand this as a self-created soul skill?"
"That's one way to understand it."
Jie Lu showed approval, but felt a pang of regret in his heart.
If this person hadn't been someone the Holy Son valued, he would have wanted to recruit him into the Food Academy.
But he also knew in his heart that the other party should have a broader platform.
And today's lesson will be the introductory lesson for the other person to open up a new world.
"However, there are also differences."
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