Chapter 3: Intimidation (Part 1)
"Can't add a little!"
Chen Feng refused without hesitation.
I also obtained my first two soul rings in this way. Not taking a commission is already the biggest concession.
Let yourself contribute money and effort?
Don’t even think about it!
"This..." A trace of displeasure flashed across the strong man's face, and he was about to refuse.
At this moment, a sense of crisis quietly rose in his heart, and there was a fatal feeling, like being stared at by an extremely venomous cobra.
The strong man jumped up almost instantly, subconsciously stepped back a lot, and at the same time let out a low drink, and the soul ring opened instantly!
White, yellow, purple.
Without considering the optimal soul ring ratio, this is the choice of the vast majority of civilian soul masters.
But he saw a flash of black light in the palm of the strong man, and a mace with a faint light appeared. His strong momentum instantly increased, making him feel much safer.
"Brother Bi, you..."
The surrounding soul masters were not as strong as the strong men to begin with, but now they were suddenly shocked by the pressure of him releasing the soul ring, and they couldn't help but stagger.
Everyone within a three-meter radius could not bear the pressure and retreated one after another.
The gorgeous soul ring also made passers-by couldn't help but look sideways. Soul Master, this level is rare even in the Soul Hunting Village.
"Who!"
The strong man's hair stood up all over his body, his round eyes glared, and he looked around.
This feeling is so scary, I feel like I will be severely injured or even killed at any time! It feels like being in the Star Forest.
The only one among the people present who was not affected was Chen Feng. He stood in his original position and only took a step forward before raising his hand and placing it on the strong man's shoulder.
"Uncle, calm down, it's me." Chenfeng said.
Just now, he just used some small tricks to slightly influence the strong man with his mental power, but the other party's reaction was so violent, which made him feel funny.
"Chen... Chenfeng?" The strong man's eyes were as big as eggs, his face full of disbelief.
How could a soul master who had not yet obtained the third soul ring bring such a great sense of crisis to himself?
etc!
He had just opened his soul ring and exploded with pressure, but this thing seemed to have no effect at all!
The strong man felt that his world view had collapsed. When did the second-level soul master become stronger than the third-level soul master?
The strong man wanted to cry but had no tears. Yes, the great soul master was stronger than the soul master. Although the two did not really fight, they had to admit that the winner had been decided.
"Uncle Bi, do I need more money now?" Chenfeng asked.
The strong man took back his martial spirit and said with a sad face: "More money, it's just me adding money! Is that okay?"
After all, he is someone who often organizes teams to do soul hunting. The strong man's reaction was not unpleasant. What immediately came to his mind was to tie Chenfeng firmly to his chariot. In this way, this The success rate of secondary soul hunting will be greatly improved.
"Brother, I'll give you five hundred gold soul coins this time! I'll help you with the hunting of soul rings. If that adult doesn't plan to take action, then our brothers will find a suitable soul ring for you. But in this case, your five hundred gold soul coins will not be given to you, okay?" The strong man made such a decision, which was already a big concession.
Chenfeng smiled and shook his head: "Uncle, my goal is only the third soul ring, the soul coins are optional."
The strong man thought and nodded, yes, how could such a person care about this little soul coin? Having the right soul ring is the most important thing.
But my little family is angry. Alas, there is nothing I can do. I lick blood from the knife edge every day just for these few taels of silver. I subconsciously think that others think the same as me...
"Stop talking about this! Since you, brother, have accepted this mission, I will not find anyone else. With the few of us and the power of the Soul Lord, we can hunt down a three- to four-thousand-year-old soul beast. It’s not difficult.”
The strong man grinned and waved, "Let's go! Let's contact that adult now, he lives in the town!"
Chenfeng nodded and walked towards the town.
The strong man's surname is Bi and his given name is Yuntao. He is in his early forties and is an attack-type fighting soul master with a soul power of level 33.
There was another person traveling with him. He was a middle-aged man with an average appearance. His martial spirit was a bit embarrassing. He was a dog...
However, precisely because of the special nature of the martial spirit, although the dog's combat effectiveness is a bit poor, his sense of smell and taste are very sensitive, so his ability to find spirit beasts is considered unique in the Soul Hunting Village.
In addition, Bi Yuntao also had two companions, both of whom accompanied the employer in the town.
On the way, Bi Yuntao looked at Chenfeng several times, but he hesitated every time.
Finally, he couldn't help but ask: "Brother Chen, why are you just a great soul master, but you are stronger than me?"
"Maybe it's because of the quality of the martial spirit!" Chenfeng didn't reveal much to him.
In fact, the quality of the martial soul, the age of the soul ring, as well as the cultivation of spiritual power and soul skills are all important factors that affect one's strength.
For example, although Chenfeng currently only has two soul rings, after passing a test from God Shura, the accumulated years of his soul rings may have exceeded two thousand years!
It is true that Bi Yuntao has an extra soul ring, but his first soul ring is only a white soul ring that lasts for several decades, his second soul ring is about three to four hundred years, and his third soul ring can last up to a thousand years. It would be good to have a combined life span of 1,500 years.
The quality of the soul ring directly determines the strength of the martial soul's power. What's more, Chenfeng also possesses the top-level martial soul seven-kill sword. What can Bi Yuntao compare with it?
If the two were to fight, Chen Feng might be able to defeat Bi Yuntao across levels without even using his soul skills.
This is Chen Feng's self-confidence, the foundation of a peerless Douluo. This is a treasure even more precious than the top martial arts spirit.
"The quality of the martial spirit?"
On the side, Bi Yuntao scratched his head, only knowing in his impression that Chenfeng's martial spirit was a sword, which was much better than his own martial spirit.
As for whether it is the Seven Killing Sword, Bi Yuntao has never seen it, and has not thought about it at all. It is the top weapon spirit with the highest attack power in the world. It is said that the owner is the patron saint of the second sect in the world. How is it possible? Will it appear in a border village?
Bi Yuntao shook his head and did not continue to think deeply.
The soul master had plenty of physical strength and did not need to take a car or ride a horse. Soon, they arrived at the small town of Klin.
In a hotel in the center of the town, Chenfeng met the employer.
When he saw that the companion Bi Yuntao brought was a young man who looked to be in his teens, the employer frowned deeply.
"Bi Yuntao, I must remind you that the task I gave you is to help me obtain the fourth spirit ring of three to five thousand years. I will pay you half of the reward first, and the other half will be paid after I obtain the spirit ring. During this period If there are any casualties between you, I will not make additional compensation!”
The employer emphasized that it was because a teenage boy really didn't look like a soul hunter.
(End of chapter)