"So, you were first chased by a thousand-year-old one-eyed giant-horned antelope, and then you were chased by a two-thousand-year-old giant multi-legged dragon?"
"Finally, he was rescued by the soul hunting team led by the second young lady of the Duke of Lingmao of the Xingluo Empire."
The dean distilled the key information.
"Yes, it is true."
Fang Ling affirmed.
Of course some parts are omitted.
Including deliberately killing soul beasts, and the crucial right foot bone of the one-eyed giant-horned goat, etc.
The ten thousand year soul bone alone is called the treasure of the blood river by the world.
Not to mention the external soul bones that can evolve with the person and are considered to be rare treasures second only to the hundred thousand year soul rings.
Treasures can move people's hearts, but human nature cannot stand the test.
His teacher, his mistress, and his master's grandfather were all very kind to him, and he didn't want everyone to turn against him just because of a mere soul bone.
"You…"
In the training ground, the dean was marveling at Fang Ling's tortuous experience.
I don't know what to say.
"The Xingdou Great Forest is the largest gathering place for soul beasts. It is not uncommon for thousand-year soul beasts to appear in areas with hundred-year soul beasts."
"It's just that I was encountered twice by you alone, and then was chased all the way to Xingluo. That's really unlucky."
The master's wife was helping to trim Fang Ling's hair which had grown quite a bit and might become his weak spot.
"You are really lucky to have someone rescue you, Fang."
"I think so too." Fang Ling sat upright and smiled slightly.
"They simply saved you, and had no other intentions?"
Lin Tianyang suddenly thought of this question.
In the Soul Beast Forest, one must always remain vigilant when facing strangers.
Not to mention saving lives, which is an inherently risky thing, how can you do it without asking for anything?
Did Fang Ling promise someone something?
"You are a genius with a clean background. You were able to escape for a while when facing a two-thousand-year-old soul beast. The Soul Saint must be able to see your potential. Could it be that he wants to recruit you?"
"You promised?"
It is a universal fact in the world that nobles like to recruit talented civilian soul masters.
The Duke of Xingluo Lingmao's family is wealthy and can afford to keep him.
Fang Ling did not hesitate: "No."
"They didn't say anything like recruiting."
"My opinion is that they rescued me with the intention of recruiting me. They asked for very detailed information."
"But in the end, after seeing my spirit awakening certificate, the silver spirit badge of the Great Spirit Arena, and understanding my attitude towards cultivation, I didn't say it out loud in the end."
"We just exchanged a few words before we parted. I guess that counts as a kind of good relationship?"
The innate level one talent is too low and the personality is also troublesome, so it's useless even if you have it.
They cannot recruit him as their own, and since this person was rescued under the orders of the Second Young Lady, it is difficult for them to deal with him.
Just make a good relationship.
Fang Ling didn't know how true it was, but it sounded very logical.
Actually, I guessed correctly.
As people from the Duke of Lingmao's Mansion, they would not be short of money, nor would they embarrass an ordinary little soul master because of a soul guide.
Considering what Zhu Zhuqing said casually before, nothing serious will happen if he is released.
The teacher thought it was about right:
"Indeed, no force would want a soul master like you who has no attachment to the force and only focuses on cultivation."
"From the perspective of others, your innate soul power is indeed a little low."
The dean disdained to talk to him.
"But those are short-sighted people who only know how to take the words about talent circulated in the soul master world as a guide, but they don't know the importance of willpower to cultivation."
"Your strong willpower can make you go from a soul master to a great soul master in just one year!"
"Look at your incompetent teacher. He has been indulging himself in pleasure since his marriage. His cultivation speed has slowed down to such a low level!"
Even after several months of hard training, the dean still looked a little disgusted and waved his hand to ask Lin Tianyang and his wife to step away.
He said that he wanted to help Fang Ling make some final adjustments to his tactics before graduation.
And practice the use of the new spirit ring. The two-meter-high long-handled war sickle is completely different from the ordinary agricultural sickle that was several dozen centimeters long.
The methods of use are also very different.
If I don't control myself well, I might get beaten up when I go to the new academy.
That would be too frustrating, and too embarrassing for the War King Academy.
"What is your second soul skill?"
The dean asked about the soul skills first.
Soul skills are a key point in the use of combat methods. Many specific combat methods require the use of soul skills.
Fang Ling did not hide his soul skills and said bluntly:
"Cursed Blade, consumes 10% of soul power, condenses soul power and attaches it to the sickle. After it is activated, it can increase the damage of the next attack by 250%."
"Very good skills."
The dean paused in describing, his eyes slightly brightening.
Although this one-time amplification skill is not instantaneous, it is generally activated very quickly.
Although they lack the endurance of ordinary amplifying soul skills, the endurance of agility attack soul masters is ridiculous.
Be quick, accurate and ruthless!
If you can't succeed in one strike, retreat immediately.
One-time use is the most suitable, and the improvement brought by lack of persistence is enormous.
People like Fang Ling don't need to change their specific tactics.
With excellent nerve reflex speed, this kind of skill can be activated faster than ordinary people.
Use it at critical moments to inflict 300% or even higher damage.
The dean said,
"Hold your martial spirit, let me test the strength and toughness of your scythe first."
"This way you can have a rough idea in your mind, and know whether you should continue fighting when facing martial spirits of different levels later on."
"The test is complete. I will begin training you on the corresponding combat techniques for your upgraded scythe."
"yes!"
Fang Ling answered loudly.
…
The training didn't take long. In just about three days, Fang Ling had already mastered the use of the scythe.
He can wield a two-meter-long sickle with great vigor.
What is surprising is that many techniques were absorbed and digested at an astonishing speed after he only tried them roughly.
Fang Ling knew that he was a genius, and his teacher and master also knew that he was a genius, but no one had ever thought that he would be such a genius.
He was stunned and thought hard for a long time before he roughly figured out the reason.
That's the expertise on the panel!
Scythe Lv3 plays a crucial role.
This was already reflected in the Star Dou Great Forest. He adapted to the scythe extremely quickly and was able to use it as a long claw to jump.
The plug-in is a panel, and the sickle expertise is clearly visible.
The description hadn't changed at all, nor had it been reset to zero due to the evolution of the martial spirit; it was still a bright grey.
This made him think of a word that was too profound and totally incompatible with Douluo Continent: "Eternal Certificate"!
Daluo people can be certified forever, which is the highest in the heavens and myriad worlds. Douluo is certainly not worthy of it.
However, for the panel, this should be considered the most basic feature.
The soul ring cannot change the soul beast type, so only soul bones can be considered.
Soul bones bring the body's expertise.
Just as the sickle technique does not downgrade due to the upgrade of the martial soul, even if the soul bone is lost, the expertise should not be lost.
If this is the case, it seems that he will be able to exploit bugs and perform some fancy operations in the future?
Fang Ling subconsciously kicked his right foot, narrowed his eyes slightly, and gently stroked the silver-white sickle blade that had become as smooth as a mirror after being repaired, thinking about something.
"External soul bone..."
"Soul bone…"
The idea is too cruel, but there is a lot of room for maneuver.
You just need to coordinate well, count the times, and avoid damaging your energy.
(End of this chapter)