Chapter 8: The Baptism of Blood
"What did you say?"
Feng Mania was furious, pointed at Feng Liu, directly tore his face, and scolded.
"What qualifications do you have now to accuse me? Now I am the crown prince, and I am the future emperor. And you, the genius of yesteryear, will only become my stepping stone!"
"Mature yourself, young man. ”
Seeing his appearance, Feng Liu shook his head in disappointment.
"Your talent will not be a problem in reaching the Soul Emperor in the future, but because of your stupid actions today, I am afraid that you will only be able to reach the Soul King realm at most. ”
The voice was full of regret, as if an elder was reprimanding a junior.
"What did you say?"
"For a martial artist, the first baptism of blood is related to future cultivation. And you, in order to show off in front of me, casually swallowed a soul beast. ”
The baptism of blood is a test that martial artists will face when they advance to the ranks.
When the soul power is full, you have to kill a soul beast with your own hands, and use the blood of the soul beast to stimulate the potential of the martial soul and improve the level.
At the same time, give yourself a soul skill!
The power of soul skills is divided into nine colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, platinum, and gold, and the power is from low to high.
There is such a saying on the Soul Martial Continent, the level of the martial soul determines the speed of cultivation, and it is the soul skill that determines the combat power of the martial artist!
Powerful soul skills can subvert yin and yang, master heaven and earth, and reverse time and space!
And the soul skills obtained by the baptism of blood have nothing to do with the martial soul, the key is to look at the level and combat power of the soul beast.
There is no difference between Feng Mania's choice and his previous life, because his temperament is like this, he likes to show off.
He just wants to achieve soul general cultivation in the shortest possible time, get the soul skill, and tell the people of the world that he is a hundred times stronger than Feng Liu!
But Feng Maniac didn't expect that Feng Liu would have such an attitude?
"You don't talk nonsense here!"
"What, this is annoying?"
Feng Liu said slowly with a sarcastic tone: "What you are sacrificing is nothing more than the fourth-level soul beast of the soul general raised in the palace, the Thunder Demon Tiger. ”
"You...... How do you know?"
Feng Mad's eyes widened, and he took a few steps back.
In his heart, he was even more shocked, since the awakening of the martial soul today, he felt more and more that the sealing stream had become terrifying.
Foresight is like a god, an unpredictable prophet!
Such an ability, even if he is the inheritor of the Tianji Gate, he is afraid that he will not be able to do it.
This kind of powerless frustration is something that Feng Maniac can never forget.
It's like trembling in the dazzling light when you were a child.
No matter how hard he tries, he can't compare to a single hair of Shangfengliu.
"Don't worry. ”
Feng Liu waved his hand, pressing forward step by step.
The cold eyes glanced at it casually, and the minions who knelt down on the ground suddenly trembled and lowered their heads, not daring to look at them.
"Blood baptism is very important, with your talent, in fact, there is no problem in refining a soul beast of the seventh or even ninth level. ”
"But you're wasting your talent. Because of your naivety, because of the comparison in your heart. ”
The voice was not loud, but it was like a magic sound, so that the dignity disguised by Feng Maniac was crushed again!
"Another ......"
Feng Liu stopped and smiled disdainfully, "What you get is an orange-level soul skill, Tiger Spirit Battle Soul! After casting, you can increase your own destructive power, and turn your hands into tiger claws, doubling your power." ”
"You...... How do you know?"
Feng Mad was really frightened now, and under the gaze of those cold eyes, he fell directly to the ground without paying attention.
Looking at him condescendingly, Feng Liu smiled coldly.
"You couldn't defeat me before, and you will continue to do so in the future! You don't even have the capital to compete with me, so what if you want to be the prince for a hundred days?"
Why!
Feng Maniac wanted to stand up very much and use the soul skill he had just obtained to severely damage Feng Liu.
But now......
He found that he simply couldn't do it!
Because, he couldn't even stand up.
Under that domineering momentum, he felt very difficult to even breathe, let alone operate the soul power in his body.
"The Heavenly Dragon Kingdom is in your hands, and it will only decline step by step. ”
", don't be embarrassed here. ”
The seal turned around, the light burst out, and the mahogany door of the dormitory closed automatically.
Bang!
With a punch, the marble tiles on the ground were directly shattered.
"Damn, shit!"
At this time, he seemed to use the tiles on the ground as a seal, and he was originally promoted to a soul general cultivator, and he wanted to come to the front of the maniac.
However, he never expected that he would be despised.
Just like what Feng Liu said before, the capital he is proud of is just a joke.
This feeling of being controlled by others makes Feng Crazy extremely unhappy.
He wanted to know how Feng Liu knew what soul beasts he had sacrificed and what soul skills he had obtained.
Even, he even knew what the soul technique was doing.
Looking at the world, only the group of hidden masters of Tianjimen can do it.
However, will the Tianji Gate be able to see the sealed stream?
"Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince, don't be angry. He's just talking gibberish, don't be like this shit. When the 100-day appointment arrives and the competition begins, you will definitely defeat him!"
"Victory?"
Under Xiao Yuzi's support, Feng Mad stood up again, with a murderous aura in his eyebrows, "I not only want to defeat him! I also want him to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, washing away the humiliation I have suffered over the years!"
"Yes, yes, Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince, your strength is much stronger than him, and he can't be your opponent at all. ”
"Let's go!"
Feng flicked his sleeves violently and turned to leave.
After today's events, it can be regarded as something that he understands.
Even though Feng Liu awakened a first-level martial soul of Huang Pin, there was something more in his body.
He was indeed a full level ahead of his cultivation now, but he couldn't take it lightly.
The Hundred Days Covenant is related to who can become the monarch of the Heavenly Dragon Kingdom.
He has endured humiliation for so many years, and now that he finally has such an opportunity, he must not fail!
Before leaving, Feng Mad looked back at the dormitory, his eyes were full of murderous energy.
"From now on, I will take everything he has!"
"His woman, his status, his everything!"
However, he faced the Merry Emperor who had gone through 100,000 years, and he had no chance of winning.