Chapter 5 The Song of Fart and Fire
The life of the soul ring is close to the limit, the cultivation talent is moderately improved, and the matching degree of the soul ring is 87%.
These three pieces of information all told Wang Qi that it was almost difficult to find a first soul ring that was more suitable for him in the Soul Hunting Forest than the mutated flame vine soul beast.
How could Wang Qi give up? Wang Qi had already made a decision in his heart. Even though he might encounter danger when hunting the mutated flame vine, Wang Qi wanted to give it a try.
Otherwise, there is no need for Wang Qi to cooperate with Yu Xiaogang. During these three days of getting along, Yu Xiaogang would not think that Wang Qi was subduing him by speaking for him.
Literary people look down on each other, and Yu Xiaogang, who has some understanding of Wang Qi's character, knows that Wang Qi must have some purpose.
"Could it be a will-o'-the-wisp moth? Wang Qi's martial spirit is a mutated humanoid flame martial spirit. According to Wang Qi's theory, he should be trying to obtain the ability to adhere to the flames of a will-o'-the-wisp moth."
"That must be the case. If the will-o'-the-wisp's flame attachment ability can really be obtained, then Wang Qi's humanoid flame martial spirit will become very powerful in combat."
"It's a good idea, but Wang Qi is still too young and doesn't know the special characteristics of the will-o'-the-wisp spirit beast. In a place with artificial maintenance like the Soul Hunting Forest, it is almost difficult for a spirit beast like the will-o'-the-wisp to exceed two. A hundred years of cultivation.”
"Wang Qi, your theory is good, but it's a pity that you have too little experience. If you become my registered disciple, I wouldn't mind theoretically discussing the eleven core competitivenesses of my Wuhun. In the remarks, it's because of your inspiration. researched theory.”
While chasing the will-o'-the-wisp moth, Yu Xiaogang began to imagine Wang Qi's disappointed expression after discovering that the will-o'-the-wisp moth that was more than two hundred years old could not be found in the soul-hunting forest. Just thinking about it made Yu Xiaogang excited.
"Master, if I remember correctly, your martial spirit is called Luo Sanpao, right?" On the way, Wang Qi suddenly asked Yu Xiaogang a question.
"Not bad, what? Do you have some unique insights into Luo Sanpao?"
After hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, Wang Qi quickly waved his hand, "I don't dare to take my opinion seriously, but I heard that the attack mode of Luo Sanpao's soul skill seems to be farting, right?"
I was afraid that Yu Xiaogang, a man with a glass heart, would misunderstand me and say something in a long way. I no longer cared about the infamy and the like, so I quickly explained: "Master, please don't get me wrong. I have an immature idea about the soul skills of Luo Sanpao's martial spirit."
"Last year, I read a piece of information about a former senior in the Notting College library. That senior's soul skills were related to farts. He graduated from the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy at the age of eleven, and later practiced to become a soul master. Realm, its combat power is invincible under the Soul Sect, even the powerful Soul King can stand up to one or two. "
"There is only one record about the skyrocketing strength of that senior. He hunted for soul rings at night and when he released his soul skills, he was contaminated by the bonfire and burst into flames!"
"I guess that the senior's soul skill came into contact with the bonfire when he was fighting the soul beast at night. In the end, the soul skill burned and its power increased greatly. Since the master's soul skill is similar to that senior's, I was thinking, If you use flames, can the power of the master's soul skills be increased?"
Can farts be ignited? What kind of person is Yu Xiaogang? The biological son of the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect of the Shangsan Sect, the current Pope Bibi Dong is his ex-girlfriend and a master of martial arts theory in the contemporary soul world. How can he study farts?
But when I thought about it, I couldn't show my cowardice to Wang Qi, an eight-year-old child, and my brain was running rapidly, thinking about how to deal with Wang Qi's problem.
"If you have anything to say, you can tell me directly. Since I have recognized your talent in studying martial arts theory, there is no need for you to beat around the bush with me here."
Wang Qi's eyes lit up when he heard Yu Xiaogang's words, and then he tentatively inquired about Yu Xiaogang's soul skill information and release mode.
The more Wang Qi listened to Yu Xiaogang's description of the soul skills, the brighter his eyes became. Jet impact fart and slow water fart, these two soul skills are very suitable for fighting in specific terrains.
Especially after they chased to the gathering place where the will-o'-the-wisp moths were, Wang Qi's eyes lit up even more.
The gathering place of the will-o'-the-wisp moths is a bowl-shaped basin with a diameter of about a hundred meters, and its deepest point is almost thirty meters. If Yu Xiaogang's soul skills can be used well in such an environment, its power will be no less than that of a giant with a large body. The soul king with range attack soul skills.
Wang Qi chuckled: "Master, I have an immature idea. If it succeeds in the end, I think the master's combat effectiveness will skyrocket in the future. Even ordinary soul sects will never want to be enemies with the master." "But this idea It’s still in theory, and how to use it requires the cooperation of masters.”
So, the two of them hid aside and studied in a low voice while the two guards were checking the will-o'-the-wisp moth group to determine the number of the group.
Whenever Yu Xiaogang shook his head and refused, Wang Qi would look at Yu Xiaogang with a regretful face and say: "I thought the master and I were the same kind of people. In order to study the theory of martial arts, let more ordinary people People are no longer ordinary, I didn’t expect.”
Yu Xiaogang: "Tell me how you want me to cooperate with you."
Wang Qi: "Master, I won't embarrass you too much, right?"
Yu Xiaogang: "It's not difficult, it's all for the Wuhun theory."
The will-o'-the-wisp moth they encountered at noon was chased all the way to dusk. As for Wang Qi and Yu Xiaogang, they didn't waste much time studying the use of soul skills.
So Wang Qi opened the way with gold soul coins and asked the two soul guards to cooperate with him and Yu Xiaogang. At the same time, he promised that once the plan was successful, the three of them would not take any of the credit for wiping out the gathering place of will-o'-the-wisps. Only then did the two guards choose to take the risk.
Of course, this is also related to the small scale of the will-o'-the-wisp moth swarm, which makes it difficult to cause big trouble to the Soul Hunting Forest.
Against the afterglow of the setting sun, Wang Qi grabbed a handful of soil and sprinkled it on the ground, observing the wind direction.
"There's no wind, Master. I'll leave it to you next."
Wang Qi cupped his hands towards Yu Xiaogang, signaling that it was time to start.
Yu Xiaogang nodded to indicate that he understood. After Luo Sanpao was released, his sword pointed at Luo Sanpao.
"Sanpao, go ahead, fart like smoke, your stinky fart will sleep forever Luo Sanpao." The second yellow ring flew up from under his feet and flew towards Luo Sanpao with Yu Xiaogang's sword finger.
Immediately afterwards, Luo Sanpao started running around the edge of the valley, farting as he ran. Waves of thick yellow smoke slowly floated deep into the valley due to the effect of gravity.
Thirty seconds later, Luo Sanpao started running as if he had collapsed. Before he could take a breath, he was possessed by Wang Qiwu's spirit and kicked high into the valley.
"Sanpao, fart like thunder, fart like thunder, Luo Sanpao!" Yu Xiaogang's face was a little pale at the moment, but he still pointed at Luo Sanpao with his sword finger as planned.
The yellow soul ring flew towards Luo Sanpao, and an extremely thick yellow smoke fell from the sky, covering almost half of the basin. Press towards the center of the valley.
"Xiao Chenyu, take action!"
"Look, possessed by a fire wolf, the first soul skill, fire bomb!"
Xiao Chenyu completed the possession of the martial soul in an instant, the yellow soul ring under his feet shone brightly, and a fireball the size of an adult's head ejected from Xiao Chenyu's mouth and flew straight to Luo Sanpao's butt.
Almost at the moment when the fireball touched Luo Sanpao's butt, Yu Xiaogang withdrew his martial spirit, and there was a boom.
A brilliant firework of flames enveloped the entire valley in the blink of an eye, and the powerful impact brought a strange-smelling wind.
(End of chapter)