Fang Ling was running towards the area of hundred-year-old soul beasts inside the forest.
Hoping to encounter some powerful soul beast or soul-hunting human.
No matter who it is, please make some changes quickly!
In the vast and lush primeval forest, a man and a beast once again staged a chase.
The man is still the same man, but the beast has been replaced by a stronger one.
Fang Ling couldn't hold it any longer.
It's only been a few days since I came to the Star Forest. Except for the first two days when I was with the teachers, I had a good time. Later on, I just ran around on my own.
But I have to run.
Facing this soul beast with explosive attacks that could easily kill him, how could Fang Ling dare to stay?
So every time he ended up being knocked away.
Seeing that it couldn't kill him quickly, perhaps in the mood to play, the giant multi-legged dragon hit Fang Ling like a ball.
Although it was playing around, it was very cunning, showing the caution that is unique to serious soul beasts in combat.
Chasing Fang Ling, forcing him, consuming his physical and spiritual strength.
After each collision, the next thing to do is a death swing.
Take advantage of Fang Ling's fatigue to destroy his weapons.
The effect is very significant.
The front half of the blade of the shiny sickle had broken off, and fine cracks were spreading on the thick handle.
Fang Ling was also seriously injured due to the damage to his martial soul. Blood gushed out of his mouth and nose. He was able to hold on only by his strong will as a fighter.
Another collision.
"drink!"
Fang Ling's eyes were full of blood. He tightly gripped the long handle of the sickle in his hand, and then swung it hard.
The silvery half of the sickle collided with the claw that was almost as long as his entire forearm.
Apart from the first collision, he did not use the curse blade afterwards.
Being too hasty and busy with trivial matters makes it impossible for weakness detection to be effective, and even if it is effective, it will be difficult to achieve the desired effect.
This giant centipede moves quickly and its armor is very thick and cannot be penetrated at all.
Moreover, Aoya did not suffer any damage from the attack of the cursed blade.
Fang Ling can't break the defense!
So we can only observe more, look for opportunities, and give up counterattacking temporarily.
Apart from the necessary collisions caused by each sudden advance, all soul power is used to supply the soul bones.
Delay a little longer and find a turning point, or find the flaw of this giant purple centipede.
"boom--!"
After a while, there was another loud crash, and another section of the sickle was broken.
The sickle blade, which was originally more than 40 centimeters long, was now only 10 centimeters long.
The cracks on the handle spread further, and many debris were knocked into the air and then turned into soul power spots and disappeared.
Fang Ling had already changed his grip on the sickle to that of two hands, but he still couldn't avoid the cracks on his hands, and blood was oozing from the bright red cuts.
The muscles in both arms were in great pain, all of them were strained.
The remaining strength was almost unable to withstand the next attack.
Am I going to die here like this?
"No!"
"A beggar can survive the hard times without any problems, how could he die in a place like this!"
Fang Ling absolutely did not believe that he would lose.
Even though his eyes started to bleed, he was still calmly thinking about how to escape.
If there is no turning point, then we can only take a gamble.
Bet on whether the absorption is effective!
The absorption specialty cannot be used to absorb other people's vitality and soul power for growth, but it can only allow him to replenish his consumed soul power and recover from injuries.
This is an adaptive specialty.
Fang Ling thought of the life and soul power he had absorbed when he killed the Cyclops last time, and his eyes narrowed slightly. The absorption was filtering according to a certain ratio, and then the pure life and soul power was passed on.
But being only Lv2 won't be that powerful.
Therefore, he had to make sure that the injuries he had received could be maintained before the death line through the effect of absorption.
Keep dancing on the edge of the knife.
He silently analyzed the information obtained from each collision, estimating that the soul power he still had was probably enough to activate the curse blade once.
The skin on the hand holding the sickle had turned pale due to blood loss.
There was a hint of death in Fang Ling's eyes.
He whispered to himself:
"It's time to make one last stand!"
After this time, it's either life or death!
...
Hidden in a tree, two people, one big and one small, were silently watching this thrilling chase.
The older one is a middle-aged man.
He was a little tall and thin, and he sincerely admired Fang Ling for being able to hold on even though his martial spirit was shattered:
"What an amazing kid!"
For ordinary weapon spirit masters, as long as cracks appear on their spirits after being hit, they will feel intense pain that goes straight to their brains and even their souls.
Absolutely unbearable!
This state will make the martial soul more vulnerable.
What it means externally is that your martial soul can be smashed to pieces with just one attack from others.
This one-legged boy was seriously injured, and his martial soul was almost half rotten, but he was still able to run away quickly as if nothing had happened.
The meaning, endurance and willpower represented by this are simply unimaginable.
The younger one is a pretty girl with a figure beyond her age, black hair, fair skin, and a cool temperament.
Although she is beautiful, her sad eyes are lifeless.
Looking at Fang Ling who was struggling to escape, he was in a trance for a moment and inexplicably touched.
Driven by this indescribable strange feeling lingering in her heart, she said in an unexplainable way:
"Uncle Li, please save him."
"Respect the young lady's order!"
The thin middle-aged man did not ask why.
He actually wanted to save this determined boy who looked like he could accomplish great things.
But as a guard, he couldn't say anything to his master.
He can make decisions on some matters involving the young lady's safety, but not on others.
The young lady came to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt souls, and her safety came first.
This decision to save irrelevant people is too presumptuous and as a guard, I must never do it.
The man called Uncle Li by the beautiful little girl received the order, and was immediately possessed by his martial spirit, turning into a black shadow and flashing out.
Black ears, black tail, you can vaguely tell that it is the image of a black cat.
Another dark shadow quickly took his place.
The person the two were talking to, Fang Ling, who was being chased by a giant centipede and had no idea that someone was coming to rescue him.
Even with his powerful reflexes, he didn't have time to pay attention to more information at this critical moment of life and death.
He quickly reduced the supply of the soul bone attached to his right foot, and Fang Ling's eyes flashed with a scarlet blood light that seemed to be able to choose anyone and devour them.
Faced with the centipede that was speeding up and charging at him again, he did not defend himself this time. He simply adjusted his position and accepted the attack on his stomach instead of his chest.
To counter attack, the target is the centipede's huge mouth!
It is one of the few places under the hard armor that can be used for effective attack and may even kill with one blow.
As long as this huge multi-legged dragon opens its huge claws, its mouth will open slightly.
Fang Ling discovered this insignificant habit in the previous battle.
This is the only chance to turn defeat into victory!
(End of this chapter)