Blue Silver Grass Strategy

Chapter 161 Nine Years of Obligation

At the foot of a rocky hill a hundred meters high, Ling Yi, Ji Ze and others formed a formation of three in front and four in the back, and nervously confronted the Soul King on the opposite side.

Ji Ze, Kui Long and Joshua, the three Soul Masters, led the way, while Ling Yi and the other three great Soul Masters stood in the back row.

Standing in the center, Ling Yi could even feel several teammates around him, some of them were shaking uncontrollably, while others were trying hard to suppress the urge to tremble.

"..."

After a moment of deathly silence, Yoshizawa tried to calm his tone and said tentatively:

"Respected... Respected Soul King, I don't... I don't know if there is any misunderstanding between us?"

"Misunderstand?"

There was no weird "hehehe" laughter, nor was there any hoarse sound, just the low voice of an ordinary man.

A young man with ordinary appearance, ordinary figure and ordinary clothes. If it weren't for the dazzling three purple soul rings under his feet, one white, one yellow, no one would even notice him if he was placed in a crowd.

But even such an ordinary young man, who looked to be no more than thirty years old, had a bloody aura so thick that it was almost liquefied.

Well, this is Ling Yi’s perspective, the perspective of the mind.

In the eyes of Yoshizawa and others, the man in front of them did not seem to oppress them with the soul power and aura of the Soul King level, but when those eyes stared at them, everyone felt as stiff as a little white rabbit being stared at by a tiger.

Ling Yi's face showed the same panic and fear as Yoshizawa and the others, but his eyes were looking around him, thinking about how to break the impasse.

On the premise of ensuring his own safety, Ling Yi still hopes to save the lives of Yoshizawa and others to the best of his ability.

The previous ones had no choice. Facing a Soul King who was attacking secretly, Ling Yi could only make sure that he would not be the one who was dragged away.

But during the confrontation at this moment, Ling Yi compared the combat power of both sides...

'Gan! '

He uttered a word in his mind, and suddenly a feeling of powerlessness surged into Ling Yi's heart. He couldn't lead a teammate like this~

"How about... just go into hiding?"

His mind raced as he heard Yoshizawa say again, "Soul King, my father, the Minister of Finance of Soto City, Mordo Liaoer, is also a Soul King. My grandfather is from Barak City..."

Ling Yi: "..."

"Ha ha……"

When Ling Yi was speechless, the young Soul King opposite him laughed inexplicably. Although he was laughing, the murderous intent in his eyes was stronger than ever before!

At this moment, Ling Yi acted decisively and took out two gray-black iron balls the size of a child's fist from the storage soul guide on his wrist and smashed them hard.

The target is not the Soul King on the opposite side, but the hill beside everyone.

Ling Yi had captured many trophies on the previous imperial battlefields. The bracelet-shaped storage soul guide on his wrist was one of them, containing one cubic meter of space.

It has to be said that war generally means huge profits for the victor!

"boom--!!!"

A huge explosion suddenly occurred, shocking Yoshizawa and his friends, and also making the Soul King on the opposite side look frightened and retreat more than ten meters.

"Spread out and run——!"

Ling Yi held the vine-like "Blue Silver Grass" martial spirit in his hand, and lashed it out in the air like a whip, causing a loud bang, startling several people while shouting loudly.

The next second, a large number of broken rocks, some large and some small, collapsed from the hill next to them with a loud bang, and rushed straight towards Ling Yi and the others and the Soul King.

Judging from the direction, it was the place where the young Soul King had stood before.

More than 20 meters away, the young Soul King looked at the place where he had just stood and was covered by fallen rocks. A strange look flashed in his eyes: "Is it a coincidence?"

On the other side, Yoshizawa and others, who had just woken up from a dream, followed Ling Yi's reminder and immediately identified a direction, dispersed towards the "Senna City" in the west, and fled for their lives.

Ling Yi was also in the fleeing crowd, running wildly with the crowd. Whenever his physical strength 'should' have decreased, he would give himself a shot of 'vitality' to replenish the consumed physical strength in time.

With the help of his soul skills, Ling Yi "barely" caught up with Ji Ze's speed. The two of them were one in front and one behind, with a distance of only fifty or sixty meters between them. Ji Ze was in front and Ling Yi was behind.

“No…Ah——!!”

At this moment, a shrill scream suddenly sounded a few hundred meters to the left of Ling Yi, but then stopped abruptly.

Although they had only been together for a short time, Ling Yi was able to tell the other person's identity from the brief call.

The deputy captain of the patrol team, the soul master of the agility attack system - Kuilong!

The gap in hard power meant that even Kuilong, who was known for his speed, could not escape the disaster, which made Yoshizawa, who was running wildly in the front with gritted teeth, extremely frightened.

He wanted to turn around and fight back, but his mind told him that he would just be giving away his life.

Forty-seven meters behind Yoshizawa, Ling Yi accurately controlled his own speed. When the team dispersed earlier, he had guided Yoshizawa, the captain, to run to where there were more "Blue Silver Grass".

Fortunately, they were now within a hundred miles of "Seine City". Ling Yi had been to the vicinity before with another patrol team.

Therefore, when Ling Yi saw the "Blue Silver Grass" all over the ground, he felt a lot more at ease.

At least, if he had to use some desperate moves later, the "Blue Silver Grass" all over the ground could at least reduce the losses or maintain his own vitality.

"Although I have tested it with Jiang Yuan, it is still very different to fight a Soul King head-on."

Somehow, Ling Yi suddenly felt a surge of excitement and excitement in his heart.

In the past few years, Ling Yi had fought quite a few times, starting from the beginning when he learned basic weapon combat skills from the disabled retired veteran Master Huang in Beikouhe Town, and later when he joined the Northland Cold Wind Camp and sparred with Jiang Yuan, the captain of the Soul Sect at the time, and later with the appearance of friends like Zhang Mufeng, Long Yin, and Qingqiu Xin, Ling Yi had dabbled in both fists and weapons.

The learning ability is precise, profound and broad, and needs no explanation.

If the person coming is a Soul King with two yellow, two purple and one black soul rings, Ling Yi generally will not choose to give it a try, but will directly use all his strength to perform "Flying on the Grass" and run away.

But Ling Yi had secretly compared the power of this Fallen Soul King, one white, one yellow and three purple, when he used his third soul skill. With his current physique of nearly three thousand pounds of strength, he was able to wield a half-step spirit-forging weapon, which was enough to break it head-on.

Even if the opponent's fifth soul ring may be eight or nine thousand years old, and his soul skills are several times more powerful, Ling Yi also has semi-created soul skills that can increase his combat power!

Not to mention that Ling Yi's storage soul guide contains two sets of secret weapons, one visible and one hidden. Their lethality does not reach the Soul King level, but it is already a regular big move among Soul Masters.

Just like the two gray-black iron balls thrown out before, they were the grenades that Ling Yi had tinkered with over the past few years.

In the past, before the Internet cleansing campaign was launched, in addition to colors, there were many other "good things" that were shared by people.

Whether it is teaching you how to make toys and games step by step, or using ordinary items in life to make games, they are all displayed in a dignified manner.

When Ling Yi could use the vines of "Blue Silver Grass" to replace his own hands, and his dexterity was just as good, the knowledge he had learned in chemistry class during his nine years of compulsory education came to light again.

Not to mention the common things like saltpeter, sulfur, charcoal, etc., the sodium/potassium salts of higher fatty acids and glycerin are produced by saponification of vegetable oils... Anyway, making some yellow oily transparent liquid is just a matter of trial and error.

Nobel has only one life, but Ling Yi's "Blue Silver Grass" martial soul vine can regenerate at any time.

Unfortunately, this is a world full of extraordinary powers. Although the power of the "big treasure" has never decreased, in front of the power of the martial soul system, the "big treasure" is just a dead object and can only be used as a blasting tool.

Any soul skill with a blocking effect can bounce this thing away, just like when Ling Yi used vines to control it from a long distance.

If Ling Yi wanted, he could even make an M134 by hand, but in this world with rule-based soul skills such as "teleportation" and "invincible golden body", unless it was a "big mushroom", it would not be of much significance.

Instead of focusing on these external things in the early stage, it is better to work hard on cultivating yourself. When you reach the Soul Saint level, it will make sense to drive a 'Gundam' directly!

"Just let me...have a good try...to see what level I am at in Douluo Continent now."

Thoughts flashed through his mind, but Ling Yi had a resolute look on his face, and shouted loudly to Ji Ze in front of him:

"Yoshizawa! Don't look back! Run!"

Ling Yi shouted, and once again took out three homemade grenades from the storage soul guide on his wrist, and threw them at different locations behind the left.

-_-||I almost forgot, there is another chapter to be updated today~

Tomorrow morning's update will be delayed until before noon.

Well, that's it~

Chapter 162 Fully Armed

Hearing Ling Yi's determined shout, Yoshizawa, who was already using all his strength in the front, actually increased his speed by half a point again.

However, she was deeply touched by the fact that Ling Yi still thought of her before he died.

Well, in Ji Ze's opinion, Ling Yi is 100% sure to be dead just like Kuilong who screamed before!

"Boom!"*3

Three thunderous explosions sounded in succession, as if confirming Yoshizawa's judgment, and there was no more shouting from Ling Yi from behind.

An unknown amount of time had passed, but when Yoshizawa's soul power was exhausted and his physical strength was at its limit, he saw a group of cavalrymen galloping towards him from afar. His legs subconsciously went weak and he fell forward, rolling more than ten meters to the ground, paralyzed and unable to move.

"That's...Gize Leo——?!"

The leader of the cavalry in the distance had sharp eyes and saw Yoshizawa's face clearly the moment he fell. Although his face was pale and covered with traces of sweat and dust, Yoshizawa's identity could still be recognized.

The cavalry captain kicked his horse's belly and ran to Yoshizawa. He dismounted, knelt on one knee, bent over, looked at the limp Yoshizawa with a serious expression, and asked in a deep voice:

"Captain Yoshizawa, what's wrong with you? Where are your team members? Did they encounter the Xingluofang army?!"

“No… no…” Yoshizawa’s lips were dry. He shook his head with effort and said in a hoarse voice, “It’s a fallen soul master… a fallen soul master at the Soul King level…”

"Hiss——"

As Yoshizawa finished his words, there were sounds of people inhaling and exhaling.

The cavalry captain stared at Yoshizawa with wide eyes, and confirmed in disbelief: "Soul...Soul King-level fallen soul master——?!"

“Yes!” After lying down for a while and regaining some strength, Yoshizawa nodded and said quickly: “Quick, report to the head of the Wuhun Sub-Palace in Senna City and ask them to contact the higher-ups to send a judge over here—!”

"Senna City" is just a small border town, and originally there should have been only one Spirit Hall. However, due to its importance, the Spirit Hall established a Spirit Sub-Hall here that was originally only found in medium-sized cities.

But even in the Wuhun Sub-Hall, its strongest person is only a Soul Sect member.

There is a Soul King in the military system of "Senna City", but Yoshizawa knows with his toes that he will not deal with a Soul King-level fallen soul master.

In other words, according to the general perception on Douluo Continent, killing and encircling fallen soul masters is the job of the Spirit Hall.

As time passed, the scattered cavalry scouts discovered three survivors of the patrol team, namely Joshua, the control soul master, and two other great soul master-level members.

There is no agility attack soul master Kuilong, and there is no healing soul master Ling Yi!

……

Time goes forward to the moment when Ling Yi threw out three homemade grenades.

Because he had seen in advance that this gray-black iron ball had a destructive power equivalent to the third soul skill of a strong attack-type soul master, Minghe did not advance recklessly, but cautiously retreated a certain distance to avoid the explosion point.

Minghe is the name of this fallen soul master. His martial soul is "Bloodsucking Vine". He is thirty years old and a level fifty-fifth control-type soul king.

This is not the key point. The key point is that two years ago, he was just a great soul master in his twenties, with one white and one yellow soul ring.

Being born into a commoner family, Minghe barely graduated from the Junior Soul Master Academy. During the collective soul hunting in the academy, he obtained a most ordinary tenth-grade white soul ring.

Because the soul skill of his first soul ring was too weak, Minghe couldn't even pass the entrance examination of the Intermediate Soul Master Academy. He could only become a self-employed person wandering around the market outside the Soul Beast Forest, barely making ends meet.

After all, his soul skills were too weak, and even joining some soul hunting teams made him look down upon.

Although as a first-ring soul master, one can receive a gold soul coin from the [Soul Hall] every month, the so-called high purchasing power of a gold soul coin is only relative to ordinary civilians.

The financial system of Douluo Continent is full of loopholes. One gold soul coin is equal to ten silver soul coins, which is equal to one hundred bronze soul coins. However, one gold soul coin can cover the normal expenses of an ordinary family of three for several months.

In the original novel, Tang San cleaned the playground at the Soul Master Academy in Notting City. His daily wages were ten bronze soul coins, equivalent to one silver soul coin. He could earn one gold soul coin in ten days? !

The wages for working in the blacksmith shop, including lunch and dinner, is one Gintama coin per month...

Fortunately, after the world automatically corrected itself, there was no such BUG on the Douluo Continent where Ling Yi was.

But even if it increases from ten copper soul coins a day to ten copper soul coins a month, which is equivalent to one silver soul coin, for a cultivating soul master, it is far from enough to cover food and drink.

With a living standard of eating coarse food, it would be good if one could maintain the state of not regressing, let alone improving the spiritual power.

Although martial souls can allow soul masters to absorb spiritual energy from the outside world just like spiritual roots, before reaching a certain level, it is still impossible for the soul master to sustain his own consumption by eating wind and drinking dew.

Looking at the heavens and myriad worlds, more than 99% of the cultivation systems are individuals seeking nutrients from the outside world, thereby strengthening themselves step by step.

Martial arts body building, immortal way of practicing qi, incense, fighting spirit, magic, witchcraft... whether the practitioner is human or demon, they cannot avoid the step of eating.

Ming He, who suffered a lot at the bottom of society, wasted more than ten years before he managed to break through to the second-ring great soul master. Suddenly he realized that he was still sinking at the bottom of society, as if all his previous efforts were just a joke.

At that moment, Minghe understood.

In particular, after using his martial soul "Bloodsucking Vine" to suck all the blood of a "Nether Wolf", the long-lost feeling of fullness made him addicted.