Wuhun lottery system

Chapter 79
"Fatty, sit still!"

After the initial panic and discomfort, Chu Feng has gradually adapted to the bamboo raft floating on the water.He paddled the bamboo pole and controlled the bamboo raft to float towards the center of the lake.

There are quite a few people entering the Battle Soul Lake, and those with soul power over a thousand have an advantage.

Because they can rent boats, which are much safer and more dexterous than the bamboo rafts of Chu Feng and others.Sailing speed on the lake is also faster.

Bamboo rafts can only be rowed with bamboo poles.The boat is equipped with a pair of oars, which can run faster than fish in the lake.

To grab the spirit of battle, the boat has a much better advantage than the bamboo raft.

Chu Feng paddled the bamboo raft and wandered around in the lake. Except for people or people, he didn't see the shadow of the war spirit.

At this moment, there was a burst of excited shouts from the front.

"Grab it, don't let it get away!"

"Over there, over there..."

I saw a white stick fighting spirit coming out of the lake and running around.Immediately, many ships rowed past quickly.

The speed of the bamboo raft is much slower, so it can only fall behind.

Wild battle spirits are very spiritual, so naturally they won't be caught.He kept running around, avoiding capture.

It's a pity that there were too many people catching it. It didn't take long before it was caught by a strong man sitting on a bamboo raft.

"Haha, it's mine, it's mine!"

"I finally have a fighting spirit!"

This brawny man looked very familiar, it was none other than the brawny man who had previously clashed with the Wang family.

He was overjoyed to have successfully snatched the battle spirit.

"It's a pity, we are too far away, and we have no chance to snatch it!" Fatty Chu looked depressed, looking at the strong man who snatched the battle spirit, very envious.

Possessing a battle spirit, even the lowest white battle spirit, can immediately be promoted to a soul master.

"Big Fatty, don't worry! Opportunities abound. I didn't catch them today. I'll accompany you another day!" Chu Feng comforted Chu Big Fatty. , There are so many bamboo rafts.

It's crowded with people everywhere.

And there are only one or two battle spirits, and there are too many monks to eat, so the probability of successfully grabbing them is very low.

"Come on, let's go to the center of the lake!"

According to Chu Feng's understanding, the edge of the lake has the highest probability of war spirits appearing, but most of them are low-level war spirits.

The closer to the center of the lake, the more advanced the battle spirit that appeared.

The Battle Soul Lake is very wide. In Chu Feng's view, it is called a lake, and it can already be called an inner sea.

They paddled bamboo rafts and quickly shot towards the center of the lake.After paddling for nearly an hour, there was finally no one there.

This place is already in the depths of the Battle Soul Lake, and mist rises from the lake.

The line of sight is within a hundred meters.

Chu Feng and Chu Dapang rowed the bamboo rafts, wandering on the lake like lonely ghosts.Grabbing the soul of battle is purely luck.

If you do, you have to act fast enough.

The two wandered around the lake for most of the night, but still found nothing.

Chu Feng finally understood why everyone was willing to squeeze on the edge of the lake.In the fringe areas, at least one or two battle spirits can appear.In the depths of the lake, none of the ghost shadows were seen.

Just when Chu Feng and Chu Dapang were full of disappointment and were about to return to the voyage, an opportunity appeared.

The surface of the lake not far ahead suddenly lit up with a yellow light.

"War... soul, it's still yellow..."

Both Chu Feng and Chu Dapang lifted their spirits, immediately adjusted their direction, and rowed there desperately.

The ranks of war spirits are divided into six grades, which are arranged and distinguished by their colors.White, yellow, red, crimson, gold, purple, among the six colors of battle spirits, purple is the top battle spirit.

White is the worst.

Although the yellow one is only one level higher than the white battle spirit, it is already considered a good battle spirit.

For many people, the white battle spirit is not available.

"Fatty, be more ruthless in a while, but don't hesitate." Chu Feng was also very excited, and finally helped his good brother find a good battle spirit.

Just as they were about to approach the surface of the lake where the yellow war spirit was about to come out, a huge boat sailed over.There are a full 30 people paddling at the same time, and it even has a huge sail.

There is a king character written on it.

This is the main city of Haoshi, the big ship of the Wang family.It is likely to be patrolling the lake area controlled by the Wang family to prevent some private boats from entering the lake.

On the bow of the big ship, a young man stood proudly.

Although it is only a soul body, but it is personable, looking down on the world, and there are many masters standing behind it.It is like the stars supporting the moon, it is extraordinarily noble and extraordinary.

"Mr. An, there seems to be a bamboo raft in front!" A subordinate reported to the young master.

This young master with an extraordinary reputation and a disdain for others is probably the pride of the Wang family, Mr. Wang An.

I heard that this person is an all-round talent, and he was admitted to the Shenwu Academy at a young age.As for the cultivation of the soul path, it is even stronger, because the Wang family has a lot of money in the soul world.Hitting him with a soul stone can also smash his cultivation base.

Wang An coldly glanced at Chu Feng and Chu Dapang, completely looking down on them.

"go away!"

Wang An shouted coldly, very domineering.

Seeing that Chu Feng and Chu Dapang could catch the battle spirit that was about to come out of the lake, they couldn't bear to give up.And the big ship of the Wang family can completely avoid them.

"Don't get out? Hit me!"

Wang An's face was full of contempt and sarcasm. He was aloof. In his eyes, Chu Feng and Chu Dapang were almost like two ants.

The Wang family is a tyrant in the soul world, and in this area, there is no one who dares to challenge the Wang family.

Seeing the big ship ruthlessly rushing towards him, Chu Feng didn't have time to scold his mother, so he hurriedly rowed the bamboo pole with Chu Dapang desperately, and fled to the side.

The big boat narrowly missed hitting their bamboo raft.If you fall into the Battle Soul Lake, there is only one dead end.

Die once, not only will the soul power be damaged, but the person will also be weak for a long time.The pain was no worse than real death.

The huge waves rolled over and almost overturned their bamboo raft, making the two of them very embarrassed.

"Hmph, remember better next time, in front of me, you are just the two most humble ants, understand?"

Wang Anfei was domineering, and looked at the extremely embarrassed Chu Feng and the two with a sneer on his face.

The big ship sailed forward quickly, and disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.After all, in the depths of the Battle Soul Lake, the mist rises, and the visible range is only about [-] meters.

"I'll fuck his uncle!"

"The son of the Wang family is amazing! This Wang family is so damn overbearing, they don't treat others like human beings!"

Fatty Chu has a very good temper, and he couldn't help but yell at him at this moment.

"Why are you messing with his uncle? Isn't it good to spoil his mother and sister?" Chu Feng was also furious. The Wang family was acting too arrogantly.It made him angry, so he immediately used that low-level thunder talisman to instantly kill Mr. Wang An.

"Quickly see if the battle spirit is still there?"

(End of this chapter)