Chapter 7: First Soul Ring (Part 2)

Li Luochen has not been practicing recently. His soul power has reached a bottleneck. Although his soul power can continue to accumulate, Li Luochen is still young, and superimposing too much soul power is not good for his meridians.

This is why it is a consensus that soul masters must immediately obtain soul rings when they reach a bottleneck. Soul rings can not only break the bottleneck but also prevent the meridians from being damaged by overflowing soul power.

Since Flanders has not returned to the academy, he should still be looking for a soul beast. Although he can fly, his speed is not as fast as the Spine-tailed Swift, but he has the reconnaissance ability of an eagle. However, Li Luochen's requirements are a bit harsh, so it will take time to find a suitable one.

It is quite difficult to find a wind-attributed dragon soul beast that is nearly 423 years old.

Finally, ten days later, Flanders came back. He left a map and went back to his room to sleep.

The location marked on the map is in the soul beast forest raised by the Barak Kingdom. It is a wind blue dragon, just four meters long, with two sharp spikes on its neck.

It was exactly about four hundred and twenty years old. Since Feng Qinglong was only a hundred-year-old soul beast, he could not fly yet. Generally, dragons that could fly had to reach the thousand-year level, so Flanders fell asleep as soon as he came back.

The other teachers in the academy are enough to help Li Luochen subdue the soul beast.

Li Yusong took the map and ran to find Lu Qibin and Zhao Wuji. Lu Qibin was a control-type Soul Emperor, and Zhao Wuji had the skill of gravity squeezing, which was very suitable for soul hunting.

"Hahahaha, Xiaochen, just rely on your Uncle Zhao. Your spirit ring can't escape with Uncle Zhao here."

Zhao Wuji patted Li Luochen's shoulder carelessly. When Zhao Wuji was young, he would fight over anything he disagreed with, but now that he is older, his temper has become more moderate.

However, Li Luochen quite likes Lao Zhao's carefree personality. How to put it? As for temper, Li Luochen doesn't like to calculate or anything, because it is very tiring, and the more calculations you make, the different your mood will be.

Although Li Luochen is far from having a pure heart, he can still see his true nature and get to his true self.

"Okay! Uncle Zhao, let's go."

Li Luochen, his grandfather, Zhao Wuji, and Lu Qibin set off to the Soul Hunting Forest where the Barak Kingdom raised souls.

It was not until the next morning that they arrived at their destination, the Soul Hunting Forest of the Barak Kingdom.

In Li Luochen's impression, the forest should be full of the breath of nature, quiet and peaceful, with fresh air and few people.

But this Soul Hunting Forest before them, at least outside the forest, feels like a huge market.

Outside the forest, there are large houses or shops. Various shouts are heard one after another, and simple artificial paths crisscross the area, creating a noisy atmosphere.

"The people here should be temporary teams hunting soul beasts to earn extra money. This is only possible in the Soul Hunting Forest. The market in the Star Dou Great Forest is probably far away."

The group came to the outskirts of the forest, where there was a huge steel fence with a lot of spikes sticking out towards the forest. The fence was over ten meters high and looked extremely solid.

Outside the fence, a team of a hundred soldiers were patrolling there. All of these soldiers were wearing full-body armor made of fine iron, holding long spears, and had a strict military appearance.

Lu Qibin took out a token. The black material of the token was unknown. The pattern on it was composed of three shapes. In the center was a sword with the tip pointing downward. On the left and right of the sword were a hammer and a dragon respectively.

The leading soldier let them pass after seeing the token.

According to Li Luochen's guess, the three patterns above represent the Seven Killing Sword, the Clear Sky Hammer, and the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex respectively.

It is reasonable for Lu Qibin, who is a Soul Emperor-level warrior, to own such a token. After all, he is not like Zhao Wuji, a devil.

"Let's go, Xiaochen, let's go find that Feng Qinglong."

Li Yusong looked at the map and found that Feng Qinglong was located deep in the Soul Hunting Forest, which required half a day's walk.

However, with a Soul King and two Soul Emperors, there is no danger at all in the Soul Hunting Forest. The oldest soul beast in the Soul Hunting Forest is no older than two thousand years.

The two-thousand-year-old soul beast poses no threat to Zhao Wuji and Lu Qibin.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, a gray wolf jumped out from the bushes.

"Xiaochen, this is your first lesson. This gray wolf is a ten-year soul beast. Go and fight it."

Zhao Wuji looked at the gray wolf in front of him and wanted to teach Li Luochen the first lesson. After all, soul beasts are not ordinary wild beasts and their power far exceeds that of wild beasts.

"Good!"

Li Luochen summoned the dragon-patterned stick and walked forward. The ten-year soul beast gray wolf did not have much intelligence, but was only wild. It did not attack immediately but kept walking while looking for a chance to attack.

Li Luochen looked at the gray wolf coldly. He did not intend to attack first. He had no combat experience, so attacking first would easily reveal many flaws. Striking back later was more suitable for him.

The two sides confronted each other for two minutes, and finally, the gray wolf couldn't help but charge, jumping towards Li Luochen.

'I've been waiting for you!'

Li Luochen sneered. This was the opportunity he had been waiting for. Li Luochen dodged to the left, avoiding the attack of the gray wolf, and picked up the dragon-patterned stick and smashed it towards the gray wolf's waist.

"Ahh—"

The gray wolf staggered after being hit. The waist is a vulnerable part of the wolf. Although the dragon-patterned stick has no spirit ring attached, it still weighs fifty kilograms. Such a hit would at least have a force of over a hundred kilograms.

Li Luochen took advantage of the victory and chased the wolf. He lifted the gray wolf up with his stick, dropped it from the air, and finally smashed it hard on the head.

Peng——

The gray wolf's skull shattered, and a white soul ring emerged.

"Phew—it feels okay."

Li Luochen said to himself,

"Hmm? Not bad? Xiaochen, if this is still considered not bad, then is there any hope for ordinary people to survive?"

Zhao Wuji was speechless, wondering why this kid was so humble. In any case, when he was level ten, he would not have been able to deal with the soul beast so decisively and fiercely.

"Haha, Lao Zhao, don't be anxious. I think Xiaochen's performance in this assessment was perfect. He struck back and found the right time to quickly and accurately deal with his opponent without any hesitation. This is the little monster we should cultivate."

Lu Qibin said with a smile while stroking his goatee.

"Hahahaha, Old Lu, Old Zhao, our Old Li's precious grandson is really outstanding."

Li Yusong rose through the ranks from a commoner soul master. It took ten years before he had his first soul ring, which meant that he had no one to help him hunt for soul rings. Fortunately, he met several good friends now, and together they founded an academy and helped each other hunt for soul rings.

This is the only relative he has left in his life, so he is determined to help him get the best spirit ring so that he can graduate with the best spirit ring configuration.

The four of them walked and talked as they moved towards Feng Qinglong's lair. On the way, several hundred-year-old soul beasts broke out, but they were all repelled by the aura of Soul Emperor Zhao Wuji. Li Luochen also intuitively felt the aura of the Soul Emperor.

Magnificent, powerful, and boundlessly horrifying. If the Soul Emperor is so terrifying, how powerful should the Titled Douluo be? After all, this is a real world, and there will be no mistakes in the original author's settings or data.

After walking for about half a day, they finally arrived at Feng Qinglong's lair. The momentum of Zhao Wuji and the other two frightened Feng Qinglong, and Feng Qinglong rushed out of the lair with a roar.

The wind dragon has green scales all over its body, walks on four legs, and has small dragon wings on its front arms. Once it reaches a thousand years old, the wings will grow, and it can fly. There is a green crystal-like protrusion on its forehead.

Its body length was just over four meters, and it had two spikes on the back of its neck, representing its soul ring, which was at the maximum age of around four hundred and twenty years.

"It is this one. It is at the limit of its first soul ring. Xiaochen, wait for me while I, Uncle Zhao, defeat it first. The Mighty King Kong Bear, possess me."

"Second Soul Skill, Powerful Vajra Palm"

Zhao Wuji hit Feng Qinglong with a powerful palm, and Feng Qinglong immediately became weak, with wounds all over his body. It was over before it even began.

"Hurry up, Xiaochen. It still has a breath left. Attack the bump on its forehead. That's its weak spot."

Zhao Wuji hurriedly brought Feng Qinglong over. He had hit him a little too hard just now and he was seriously injured.