Blue Silver Grass Strategy

Third, accumulate basic theories for creating soul guides in the future.

If it is said that the display form of the beast martial soul is derived from the inheritance of some kind of beast bloodline wizard similar to that in Western fantasy novels, the source of power is some kind of soul beast.

Then, the source of inheritance of weapon spirits obviously has little to do with the bloodline of soul beasts.

In addition, Ling Yi was quite interested in weapon spirits, especially weapon spirits of weapons and tools, whether they were material or energy, and how the virtual and the real were transformed into each other.

Unfortunately, due to his own strength and the information on martial spirits he had access to, his foundation was still shallow and could not support Ling Yi's further in-depth research.

Ling Yi's mind moved, and a green light bloomed from his right hand. He swung it forward, and the "Blue Silver Grass" martial spirit with vines like whips instantly stretched out and wrapped around Zhang Lei's right arm.

Active energy full of vitality flowed into Zhang Lei's body along the vines, merged into the endless flow of soul power, and made an induction mark on the soul power circulation route between Zhang Lei and Zhan Ge.

The route of soul power circulation has changed significantly from what Ling Yi taught Zhang Lei back then.

It is closer to the soul power line when Zhang Lei used his first soul skill "As Strong as Diamond".

Obviously, Zhang Lei really took Ling Yi's advice to heart. In the past two years, he has worked hard to deduce the general idea of ​​his first soul skill.

Chapter 109 Three Soul Skills

Just as one of them was preparing his war spear and the other was observing silently, somehow, wind appeared in the soldier's tomb.

A slight whirlwind, as thin as a thread, started from the pit where the two were and gradually spread outward, and a rusty and bloody smell gradually became stronger.

In fact, Ling Yi and Zhang Lei smelled this smell when they just entered the underground soldiers' tomb, but what was more smelled was the rusty metal smell of the broken weapons and blades on the ground.

But it was different this time. There was really a bloody smell in the wind.

Ling Yi, whose mind had been maintaining a state of 'keeping calm', discovered that as the bloody winds gathered towards the pit, towards Zhang Lei, and towards Zhan Ge, the soul power in Zhang Lei's meridians began to boil, and the blood in his blood vessels also began to boil.

An proud and intense mood, like a little sun, appeared in Ling Yi's mind.

That was Zhang Lei's mental power, burning like fire.

Unfortunately, this state did not last long. When Zhang Lei's soul power was exhausted, the texture on the purple-black long shaft of the war spear no longer glowed, the wind around stopped blowing, and the ubiquitous smell of blood also dissipated, as if it had never appeared.

Another "First Soul Skill: Vitality" was thrown out, which made Zhang Lei, who was feeling empty inside, feel much better. Ling Yi was distracted, sorting out everything he had just sensed while speaking to Zhang Lei:

"Brother Lei, it seems that the harmony between you and Zhan Ge has reached more than 80%. The evil spirit of soldiers in this "Soldiers' Tomb" can already affect you through Zhan Ge——"

"It's still a little bit off~" Zhang Lei shook his head, and held the center of the long pole of the war spear with his right hand, tightening it with force, and sighed: "Two years ago, when this war spear was just made, because the pole material came from the heart of the "Iron Birch" tree, which is consistent with the origin of my spirit ring, the degree of harmony at that time reached a little over 50%..."

"According to what you said, Ayi, only when the degree of harmony reaches 99%, or even 100%, will there be hope of integrating it with my "Hoe" martial spirit.

Otherwise, it would be like this now—"

As he spoke, Zhang Lei transferred the "hoe" martial spirit in his left hand back to his right hand. He then held the "hoe" martial spirit upside down, with the hoe blade facing upwards, close to the spear.

Like an illusion, or like the fusion of ice and water, the "hoe" martial spirit was actually completely integrated into the spear!

Unfortunately, when Zhang Lei grabbed the spear in his right hand and pulled it up with force, he had just danced it in the air a few times when his "hoe" martial spirit was caught pitifully by Zhang Lei's left hand, as if it had been kicked off the bed because it had pressed on the target's hair.

Seeing this, Ling Yi stepped forward and took the spear from Zhang Lei's hand. Instead of using his soul power, he mobilized his spiritual perception to sense the situation inside the spear.

The long pole was fine, but unfortunately the spear head, although its hardness was no less than the hardest "Cold Heart Iron Essence" on Douluo Continent, lacked a certain spirituality, unlike the agility of the long pole.

I think that when the soul power is infused into it and it starts running, there will inevitably be some lag.

In this regard, Ling Yi at the moment cannot give Zhang Lei any help. He can only hone it bit by bit by himself until the metal head of the war spear is as smooth as the long pole. Only then will there be hope of achieving Ling Yi's original idea - to refine the weapon into his soul!

Ling Yi had considered finding top-quality materials such as "Cold Heart Iron Essence" and "Deep Sea Silver Mother" just like the heart of the "Iron Birch Tree" to forge a spear head for Zhang Lei with better quality and easier to produce spirituality.

However, not to mention how rare top-grade materials are, one may not be lucky enough to find them even if one searches all over Douluo Continent. Even in the metal capital "Gengxin City", if someone collects these top-grade materials, Ling Yi cannot afford the amount needed to make a spear head.

Even if the Iron Pagoda and the building were tall, Ling Yi couldn't accept the gift of such precious materials for nothing.

Ling Yi could accept robbing his enemies' wealth, but he couldn't feel at ease taking things from people close to him for free.

As for taking it first and giving a return in the future?

Unfortunately, such words often turn into empty promises.

Who knows when Tiefutu will die? Will Lou Gao have an accident? Will I have an accident?

It can be said that Ling Yi's mentality is very pretentious, but this is a set of values ​​shaped by his past and present lives, over decades of life. At present, he does not want to change it.

After reinserting the war spear into the center of the pit, Ling Yi led Zhang Lei out of the underground "Soldiers' Tomb" and returned to the "Yin Yang Stone Platform".

At this time, Zhang Mufeng and the other two had just completed a stage of training and were walking around on the stone platform, looking at the clear black and white layout under their feet.

"Brother Yi~Brother Lei~~"*3

Seeing Ling Yi and the other person stepping onto the stone platform, Zhang Mufeng and the other two hurriedly came forward and greeted them.

"Hmm~"

Ling Yi nodded, his eyes swept over the three people, and asked: "How is it? Are you used to practicing here?"

"I'm so used to it!" Long Yin blurted out, and said happily: "I'm telling you, Brother Yi, practicing here, hey! I feel like my brain has come alive all of a sudden. The energy circulation and soul power control that I couldn't master before, suddenly it's like I've opened my eyes, and I can do it all of a sudden--!"

All along, Long Yin’s progress in the practice of “Beast Martial Soul·Xingyi Boxing” has not been as good as Zhang Mufeng and Qingqiu Xin.

Except for the seventh style, Violent Bear Destroying Stone, because his martial soul is the "Snow Soul Bear", which is also a bear-type soul beast, and he has mastered it better than Zhang Mufeng and Qingqiu Xin, he is not as good as them in the other eight styles.

Of course, although their boxing skills are not as good as theirs, when it comes to fighting ability, Zhang Mufeng and Qingqiu Xin together can only tie with Long Yin.

Who said Long Yin's soul power level is higher, the quality of his martial soul is better, and the martial soul type has a greater impact on his own~

In March of the 2605th year of the Douluo calendar, when Ling Yi first met these three friends, Long Yin was thirteen years old and had a soul power of level nineteen; Qingqiu Xin was eleven years old and had a soul power of level seventeen; Zhang Mufeng was twelve years old and had a soul power of level fifteen.

At that time, Ling Yi was fourteen years old, and his soul power was level seventeen, the same as Qingqiu Xin.

Now, almost two years have passed, and the four of them have obtained their second spirit ring and become great spirit masters.

Ling Yi’s soul power is at level 24, Zhang Mufeng’s soul power is at level 22, Qingqiu Xin’s soul power is at level 23, and Long Yin’s soul power is at level 24.

The speed of improving soul power, which came from behind, was one of the many factors that convinced Long Yin and Qingqiu Xin.

It was Zhang Mufeng, on the other hand, who obeyed Ling Yi's arrangements almost 100% from the very beginning. Even though he had the lowest innate soul power aptitude among the three friends, the speed at which his soul power increased was not slow at all, on the contrary, it was even faster!

In particular, the six hundred year old "Iron Birch Tree" spirit ring still makes Qingqiu Xin and Long Yin sigh when they think of it.

Because they both knew that if they were in his shoes, they might not accept Brother Yi's advice so easily, but would trust their father's arrangements more.

The result is that Long Yin’s second soul ring comes from the “Snow White Wolf” from the 460th year; Qingqiu Xin’s second soul ring comes from the “Black-backed Albatross” from the 490th year.

The former allowed Long Yin to obtain the second soul skill, Ice Wolf Assault, and the latter allowed Qingqiu Xin to obtain the second soul skill, Thousand Feathers Flying Shot.

All in all, these two spirit skills were indeed very useful in battle, but for some reason, the two of them always had a feeling of discomfort in their hearts.

Especially when Zhang Mufeng used his second soul skill, the Fine Steel Ruyi Stick, the black "Mixed Iron Stick" martial soul turned into a silver color, and instantly transformed into a "pillar" as thick as a thigh and five meters long. He swung it with both hands. Although it only had the power of one blow, even Long Yin, who was a strong attack type, could only dodge temporarily.

Seeing the excited looks of Long Yin and the other two, Ling Yi showed a kind smile, which made the four people, including Zhang Lei beside him, suddenly startled.

This smile... looks so familiar!

Just listen.

"That's good. Since the effect is so outstanding, then--" Ling Yi looked around at the four people on the stone platform and said with a smile: "Let's have a good fight--!"

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Chapter 110 Battle Intuition

"Roar--!"

With a roar, ice-blue soul power swirled around Long Yin and transformed into the shadow of a giant white bear.

I saw his white-haired hands grabbing in the air, his whole body was between tense and relaxed, and his tailbone sunken.

Ten meters away, Ling Yi stood with his feet shoulder-width apart, his whole body loose, raised his right hand, with his thumb inward and four fingers hooked, and said briefly to Long Yin: "Come on——"

Seeing this, Long Yin gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and exerted force with his legs. All the muscles in his body tensed instantly and burst out with terrifying power. If the stone platform under his feet had not suddenly appeared an invisible wave, the dark stone ground that was harder than fine iron would have been crushed by Long Yin.

The pale yellow soul ring hovering under his feet glowed faintly. The soul power in Long Yin's body was running at a very fast speed. His entire body's strength surged. The ice-blue light gathered and condensed on his hands, turning into a pair of icy claws that exuded a frosty aura.

At this moment, Long Yin bent his waist, gathered his strength, and strode forward, with his claws piercing Ling Yi opposite him one after the other.

First Soul Skill: Ice Bear Claw + "Beast Martial Soul: Xingyi Boxing" Seventh Style: Violent Bear Destroying Stone——!!

It was equivalent to an attack combining a hundred-year-level soul skill and a ten-year-level soul skill. Its momentum and power were so strong that even the second soul skill of an ordinary great soul master might not have such intensity. It directly created a strong wind on the black and white stone platform.

The wind pressure passed by, and Zhang Lei, Zhang Mufeng, and Qingqiu Xin, who were watching the battle on the side, couldn't help but squint their eyes.

Faced with Long Yin's nearly full-force attack, which, apart from its speed, was even more powerful than his second soul skill, the Ice Wolf Strike, Ling Yi simply turned sideways and avoided the one in front of him. The sharp claws turned around again, and the second sharp claws that followed Long Yin wiped the fabric of his clothes and fell into the air.

The strong claw wind made Ling Yi's loose clothes rustle, but this seemingly powerful attack did not hurt Ling Yi at all.

In a split second, Ling Yi's right hand, which had been empty since he had not summoned his martial spirit, stretched out like lightning and grabbed Long Yin's arm like an iron clamp, and kicked Long Yin's ankle, which had become much thicker. Taking advantage of the moment when Long Yin lost his balance, he swung his hand with force following the opponent's inertia, like swinging a forging hammer, and threw Long Yin to the black and white stone platform.

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang-bang-bang…!!!”

More than ten meters away, three sounds of swallowing saliva were heard at the same time as they watched this somewhat brutal scene, but they were drowned out by the noise of the shaking stone platform.

"Bam—!"

The huge black and white stone platform shook, and Long Yin, who was released by Ling Yi, lay straight on the ground. His pair of blue eyes evolved into Samsara Eyes. He felt the world spinning around him, his body on the ground, and his soul seemed to be still flying in the air.

After a long while, when Long Yin regained consciousness, he felt sore and weak in his muscles and bones. Waves of soreness, pain and numbness invaded his nerves like waves. Then he heard the familiar "bang bang bang!" sound in his ears.

then.

"Bam—"

A figure was lying on his left side. Long Yin glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and saw that it was Qingqiu Xin.

"Bam—!"

Another figure appeared, this time on his right, it was Zhang Mufeng.

"Bam—!"

There was a figure on Zhang Mufeng's right hand side. Although he couldn't see it, Long Yin, whose thinking ability had returned to normal, knew that it should be Brother Zhang Lei.

Before Long Yin could think about it again, a wave of soul power appeared again. The next second, it was like rain falling from the sky, and cool green light sprinkled on the four people lying on the ground, including him.

At this moment, Ling Yi's voice also rang in their ears:

"I've said it many times before. Don't just pursue strength and destructive power. Before your speed becomes so fast that the enemy can't react, you must pay attention to combat skills and timing—"

"Remember, fighting can also be an art. Unless you have overwhelming strength or speed, brute force is not an option. You need to use your brain more—!"

After saying that, Ling Yi raised his foot and stamped on the ground, and said angrily to the four people who were still lying on the ground, enjoying the afterglow of the active energy nourishing the body of the "First Soul Skill: Vitality":

"Okay, speed up, keep going!

You have now been broken up and activated by me, and are being nourished by the active energy of 'vitality'. If you want to absorb it to the maximum extent, you can only treat yourself as a metal embryo and beat it from the inside out with me——!"

Hearing this, the four of them slowly sat up, turned their heads left and right, looked at each other, their eyes crossed. Whether it was Zhang Lei or Zhang Mufeng, they all felt like comrades in the same trench. They nodded vigorously in unison, climbed up, and looked at Ling Yi not far away.

next second.

Soul powers of various colors shone, and seven yellow circles appeared. Long Yin and Qingqiu Xin, who were possessed by martial spirits, and Zhang Mufeng and Zhang Lei, who were holding "mixed iron sticks" and "hoes", rushed towards Ling Yi.

Seeing this, Ling Yi spread out his right hand, and the azure soul power emerged. The vine-like "Blue Silver Grass" martial soul emerged from his white palm like a spirit snake.

Grab the main stem which is just big enough to fit in your hand and throw it away.

"Snapped--!"

The tail of the whip-like vine struck in the air, making a loud bang.

Ling Yi took the initiative to step forward and meet the four people rushing towards him.

Seventy or eighty meters away, a figure appeared on the top of the front row of shelves in the two directions of Zhen () and Xun ().

The two figures crouched on top of the shelf, looking at the crisscrossing figures on the black and white stone platform with dim eyes, while their ears were erected, keeping an eye on every corner of the warehouse.

……

An hour later, Ling Yi walked out of the warehouse with sweat on his forehead, just in time to see Ling Shan, Ling Si and Zhang Miao had stopped practicing and were drinking water or chewing jerky.

Next to them, mother Zhang Xiaoyu and aunt Ling He were watching with several maids.

He took a step forward, his mind moved as he walked, and his martial soul was summoned again. Three streams of light green active energy flew over and landed accurately on Ling Shan and the other two.

Waving his hand to retract his martial soul into his body, Ling Yi nodded to his mother and aunt who looked over and said, "Mom, aunt, Brother Lei and my three friends are in the warehouse. Their training consumes a lot of energy. Please send a few dozen kilograms of cooked meat, rice, noodles, soup and the like to them--"

"Okay~" "Hey~ I'll arrange it--"