Chapter 22 Star-nosed Mole
The wind lynx was still lying quietly on the tree, but when it saw so many people, it immediately became vigilant.
It exploded.
The body arched, the pupils of both eyes shrank sharply, and the big mouth opened, revealing four sharp long teeth.
The huge and vicious mouth let out a soul-stirring roar.
He made a gesture to indicate to all the teachers to be on guard, and the dean was possessed by the spirit of martial arts.
The ears turned into cat ears, a tail grew from behind, and the claws became sharp.
The coat is yellow, covered with black ring spots, in a round or oval plum blossom pattern
It's a middle-to-high-level beast martial spirit, a cheetah with hundreds of dollars!
As an agility-attack beast martial spirit, its extremely fast speed and attack power are what this martial spirit is particularly good at.
The moment the dean possessed the spirit, he immediately pounced on him.
Surrounded by four dazzling haloes of yellow, yellow, purple and violet, it is generally the best configuration of age-old soul rings.
The wind lynx is running away, but it can't escape at all.
An ordinary wind lynx can't even outrun a leopard, let alone a powerful fighting spirit sect like the dean.
The soul ring was useless, he grabbed Feng Lynx's neck accurately, and then shook his hand slightly.
His body trembled violently, and Feng Lynx immediately stopped struggling.
This was a precise shock to the spine, and the brain could no longer control the body.
Its head was still biting the air, but its body was completely drooped.
The limbs also became limp and drooped along with the body.
Just like an octopus with a lynx head, it suddenly became weak and boneless.
Only the mouth is still stiff.
The dean broke its mandible to prevent it from hurting others, and then immediately jumped from the tree.
He walked towards the Mountain Rat Spirit Master who was already looking forward to it, put Feng Lynx on the ground, and held out a dagger: "Come on, kill him quickly."
"Yes!" The Mountain Rat Soul Master responded respectfully and immediately took it.
His hands were still shaking a little, and he couldn't suppress his excitement.
Amid everyone's looks of encouragement or envy, he first took a deep breath to stop himself from being too nervous.
Then the expression on the back became fierce, his eyes widened with anger, and he stabbed Feng Lynx in the eye with a dagger.
Accompanying Feng Lynx's death, a faint white light began to gradually rise on his body.
The white light rippled in the air, as if it might disperse at any time.
Then a halo of light formed, floating above Feng Lynx's body.
"Your mountain rat martial spirit is probably an agility attack spirit. Agility requires agility, and Feng Lynx is just right."
The dean gave a few words of advice. Seeing that the Mountain Rat Spirit Master was a little at a loss, he reminded him softly.
"Sit cross-legged on the ground, use your soul power to pull it, and then start meditating and absorbing it. Remember to stay awake during the absorption process."
How to absorb soul rings was taught in class.
However, most soul masters don’t like learning, so it doesn’t hurt to teach them again now.
"If the soul ring is not absorbed, it will dissipate in two hours. You must remember this."
The mountain rat soul master was absorbing the soul ring. Fang Ling had a hint of envy in his eyes, soul ring!
It's a pity that the ten-year soul ring is a bit low.
However, for the students who generally have little talent present, the difference between ten years and a hundred years is not that big.
As for why you know their talents are not good?
Very simple.
He has only reached the tenth level in the sixth grade, and has just met the threshold for obtaining a soul ring. It is natural to imagine how talented he is.
Ten years of soul rings can't be absorbed for long, and soon the Mountain Rat Soul Master absorbed all the soul rings.
He jumped up from the ground and opened his eyes, his temperament had changed.
Becoming more vicious.
Having seen blood and committing intentional killings is no longer the same thing as the original student.
Possessed by the mountain rat's martial spirit, a white halo surrounds its body and slowly rotates.
He looked particularly excited and was about to say something, but was stopped by the dean.
"Soul skills are a person's secret. We are just passers-by, so there is no need to tell us." "Remember, don't tell unless you trust someone!"
"Yes!" Everyone responded repeatedly.
The dean smiled slightly: "Okay, very smooth, next one!"
Everyone was encouraged, and the atmosphere in the team gradually became heated.
The sixty-year-old torch leaf butterfly, the ninety-year-old devil's vine, the fifty-year-old black gold tiger...
Obtaining the soul ring went smoothly without any glitches.
After an uneventful night's rest, it was early the next morning.
Everyone set off again.
After watching for so long, it’s finally Fang Ling’s turn!
Because the position is relatively fixed, he is the last one.
Everyone stood in one place.
Now the person who got the soul ring is standing outside and guarding.
And the three great soul master teachers are on the outermost side.
The dean took the shovel Fang Ling brought over and was helping to dig the soil.
According to the underground rat tunnel, I used my own experience to help determine the location of the star-nosed mole's nest.
After a while, a fat mole about the size of an adult cat was caught.
The short claws were waving hard, and it was twisting desperately, but it couldn't break free from the dean's hand.
The pink tentacle at the tip of the nose is like the stars in the sky, indeed somewhat similar to the stars in the night sky.
"One, two...twenty-two."
The dean narrowed his eyes slightly, counted briefly, and then nodded slightly.
"Twenty-two means one hundred and ten years, which is just right for you."
Being able to be easily caught by the dean, he still had little resistance, and was no different from those ten-year-old soul beasts. He really lived up to his reputation of being weak.
It's simply a shame for a century-old soul beast!
The spine was also shattered, and the dean placed the fat mole on the ground.
"Come on, kill it quickly and absorb it. Although you are physically deficient, it must not be a problem to absorb it. Your martial spirit is a sickle, so I won't give you a dagger."
He gave instructions before everyone absorbed the soul ring.
Now, he also pointed out Fang Ling:
"You must learn to use your martial spirit more. A sickle is not as straightforward as a sword or a knife, and the usage is also different."
"I'm not good at using weapons. I can only tell you so much. You have to think about it yourself."
"Thank you, Dean, for your guidance!" Fang Ling nodded lightly.
Then, he decisively took out his knife and cut off the star-nosed mole's head with a single stroke of the sharp sickle blade.
Faint yellow light spots began to gather above the star-nosed mole's body.
The hundred-year soul ring is indeed a hundred years old, and looks much more advanced than the previous white soul rings.
It is clearer, the light is brighter, and the energy contained in it is much greater than it was in ten years.
After a short wait, a yellow soul ring appeared.
Fang Ling's heart surged and she thanked the dean again.
Immediately, he sat on the ground, activated his soul power, and immediately began to absorb it.
Nerve reflex soul skills, and the most important new expertise, come on!
The yellow halo began to drift towards the sickle in Fang Ling's right hand.
As the century-old spirit ring approached, he gradually felt a faint pressure.
The body is slightly stiff.
After a tense moment, Fang Ling calmed down again.
Could he still be unable to absorb such a weak soul beast?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
The yellow halo of light came to Fang Ling's head, and then suddenly shrank, turning into a solid soul power ring only the size of a bracelet.
He directly put on Fang Ling's sickle spirit.
(End of chapter)