Wuhun Lingzhu starting from Douluo

Chapter 40 About to take the bait

"Looks like I won!" Zhou Zhou's faint voice sounded.

Feng Xiaotian slowly opened his eyes. At this time, he was lying on the ground on his back, looking at the weekend standing next to him, and he only felt that he was so tall.

That kind of condescending gaze made Feng Xiaotian feel extremely uncomfortable.

"You win." After Feng Xiaotian finished speaking with difficulty, he slowly closed his eyes.

"To be honest, I'm still very disappointed." Weekend said with a faint smile.

"Hmph, I'm the opposite of you. I'm very satisfied with my battle. I'm very satisfied with fighting a soul master who is more than ten levels above me!" Feng Xiaotian suddenly opened his eyes and said with an indifferent expression.

However, his tightly clenched fists completely betrayed his self-satisfied expression.

"What I'm disappointed about is not your cultivation, but your combat system." Weekend said with a chuckle.

"You won anyway, you can say whatever you want?" Feng Xiaotian said with a cold snort. It was obvious that he was not convinced.

"Is that true? A soul master who uses wind as his attribute to attack doesn't have any effective long-range attack methods, nor does he have any way to limit the opponent's speed. If he encounters someone like me who is faster than you, he can completely block you.

, tell me, the person who keeps you away from me, how do you win?"

Weekend looked down at Feng Xiaotian and asked with a sneer.

Feng Xiaotian's face was stiff and he didn't know how to refute.

"If you don't develop your only long-range method properly, you'll be tinkering with self-created soul skills. Your last self-created soul skill has a lot of flaws. It's a complete waste of time."

"Fart!" Feng Xiaotian's face turned red from holding back, and he shouted angrily: "Self-created soul skills can be improved with cultivation, how could it be a waste of time? Besides, apart from accumulating power, there is nothing else.

shortcoming?"

"You also know that accumulating power is a shortcoming!" Weekend laughed softly, released the soul barrier, and sensed the surrounding situation.

"Then let me tell you, what are the other shortcomings?"

"The so-called self-created soul skill of yours has a too obvious time trajectory and takes too long to function. It is easy to sense your intention. The range of its application is also too large. Some control-type soul masters can easily

Leave you nowhere to show off."

As Weekend continued to point out his shortcomings, Feng Xiaotian's face gradually darkened and became extremely ugly.

"And the most important point is that other people's self-created soul skills are either based on soul power or martial arts. It would be better for you to use the third soul skill as the basis." Weekend said and laughed.

"If I read it right, your self-created soul skill is to use the wings as a blade. Its hardness is enough now. I wonder if the third soul skill will still be hard enough for you when you become a Soul Saint or a Contra.

Use all your strength to display your self-created soul skills."

"Or you feel that you can't cultivate to that level and can only linger under the Soul Saint."

Weekend's smiling voice made Feng Xiaotian completely stunned on the spot, and then a hint of ugliness appeared on his face.

Although all soul skills will be somewhat enhanced with the improvement of cultivation level, the age limit of soul rings prevents them from exceeding a certain limit.

In other words, the third soul skill has its limits, and Feng Xiaotian's idea of ​​self-created soul skills has no limit. He has only perfected it nine times now, and will continue to do it in the future, 10 times, 20 times, 30 times.

Keep going.

How many times can the third soul skill last? 40, 50 or 60?

And as the cultivation level increases, the initial attack will become more powerful, and this limit may be lowered.

Because the hardness of the third soul skill will not continue to increase!

"Do you understand now?" Zhou Zhou's faint voice sounded.

Feng Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief slowly, then opened his eyes, looked at the weekend and said, "Thank you!"

"It seems that you understand. To be honest, I don't understand why you practice your own soul skills. Your soul skills have not been developed in depth at all!"

Weekend said, he raised his left hand, and wisps of breeze swirled in his hand, and then formed a rotating wind blade of a fan blade.

"Buzz buzz!"

The rotating wind blade became faster and faster, and gradually turned into a light and shadow, floating like a disk on Zhou Xing's hand.

The air was continuously cut and added to it, and the disk became larger and larger, gradually forming a two-meter wind blade disk.

Feng Xiaotian looked at the wind blade disc he held above his head with wide eyes. It was clearly his first soul skill.

It's just that the other party used his powerful cultivation and ultimate control to change it.

"Of the three advantages of wind, you have only developed speed and movement speed. You have not developed the sharpness and range attack of wind."

Weekend shook his head with regret, and the disk in his hand gradually disappeared.

"What on earth are you going to do?" Feng Xiaotian already had a confused look on his face, frowning tightly as he looked at the weekend.

If just now Feng Xiaotian thought that the other party just wanted to fight with him, but these two sermons clearly showed that the other party's purpose was more than that.

"What to do? Do you want to become stronger?"

Weekend said lightly with a smile.

Feng Xiaotian frowned, wondering what the other party meant.

But at this moment, an unprecedented feeling appeared in my heart.

The spirit of martial arts was restless, his heart was pounding, and there was an unprecedented feeling in his brain.

Looking over, I saw a jade box in Zhou Xing's hand.

Opening it gently, a round orb appeared inside.

The cyan color exudes a faint light, and waves caused by the breeze spread in it.

"That's wrong!" Feng Xiaotian's eyes suddenly widened.

It's not an orb, the transparency is too strong, as if the illusion doesn't exist.

"What... what is this?" Feng Xiaotian stuttered a bit, looking at the shadow of the blue wind spirit bead with full concentration.

"Treasure, this is a treasure that is hard to find in the world. It can enhance the origin of a person's martial spirit, especially some mutated martial spirits, the effect is even better!"

Weekend said with a chuckle.

"How about it? Do you want it?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Feng Xiaotian, whose eyes were a little obsessed, became alert and looked away with difficulty to stare at the weekend.

"If you don't take this treasure, you'll give it to me!"

"Hahaha! If I can take it, it will be your turn." Weekend pretended to sneer and said.

"What do you mean?" Feng Xiaotian continued to ask nervously.

"Each person can only take one piece of this treasure, so to me, this thing is no different from trash. It's better to do some business." Weekend said lightly.

Feng Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief slowly, wanting to scold her in his heart.

That ever-pressing desire has always been present in my heart, and my martial soul is even more restless.

This has never happened before. From this point of view, it seems that this treasure has a great effect on Wuhun. It should be true.

He glanced at the orb that didn't seem to exist with somewhat red eyes, and then looked at the weekend.

(End of chapter)