After absorbing the soul bone and upgrading to four levels in a row, Zhao Wouji had already reached the thirty-eighth level at this time, and the scope of Zhao Wouji's divine sense exploration had reached two miles from the original one mile.

"This soul skill is a ghost?"

The soul skill brought by this soul bone is not at all the same as the soul skill of the powerful explosion output expected by Zao Wou-ki, it seems to affect other people's minds, and it can only be said that the more you think about it before the thing is done, the more you can't get anything in the end.

"Xiao Ji, be ruthless when you go out, don't let some small things slow down your pace, if you provoke something unbearable, go to the Wuhun Palace, join the Wuhun Palace, the Wuhun Hall can protect you for a while; You hold this token, and as long as the Wuhun Hall and those people with big forces are not stupid, they will not act on you unscrupulously. ”

"Six different patterns, this is."

Zhao Wuji suddenly understood something in his heart, and his eyes became hot when he looked at Xiang Yang.

"I understand Master, Dad, Master, Uncle Master, Xiao Ji will say goodbye."

"Go ahead."

The three of them looked at Zao Wouji's distant figure, and couldn't help but sigh for a while, once upon a time, they were so high-spirited, and the years were ruthless, no matter how brilliant the characters were, they would eventually grow old.

"Senior brother, Xiao Ji is going."

"Fame all the way."

"Great goodness."

At first, I thought the master was a Contra, but it turned out to be a title, which is really good, what am I? The master is a title, the two Soul Douluo uncles, and the three soul saint brothers, oh this thought, Meizizi, in this way, where can the world be so big that it can't be displayed.

When Zao Wou-Ki recognized the reality he was in, he also had thoughts about several soul beasts in the forest.

The ninety-thousand-year-old Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, Ah Yin who turned into a humanoid form, Xiao Wu's mother, and the three ninety-thousand-year-old Qianjun Ant Emperors. (As mentioned in the previous chapters, the system changes something, the protagonist changes something, and it is impossible for the bug to appear.) ）

"Hey, pay the city fee, little brother."

"Oh, okay."

"Big brother, has there been any interesting thing happening in this city lately?"

"Recently, a chamber of commerce has just opened a big sale, and that thing is cheap and good, you can go and see it."

As he spoke, the soldiers defending the city took the Silver Soul Coin handed over by Zao Wou-ki, smiled happily, and said a few more words.

"There are a few newcomers in the Yanliu Building in the east of the city, who are in good shape and have a good time; There is a kid with eight consecutive wins in the Chengxi Fighting Arena who is crazy, and if he is going to be beaten tomorrow, he can go to bet and play. ”

"Thank you, big brother."

After getting the answer he wanted, Zao Wou-Ki no longer wasted time casually finding an inn to unload the unimportant package, and ran directly to the Fighting Soul Arena in the west of the city.

took out the mask he had brought with him, and after reporting to the staff, he decided to fight again the day after tomorrow, and then walked to the audience to see how strong the soul master here was.

At this time, the two great soul masters on the stage were very happy, one with a sword in his hand and the other with a pistol in his hand.

Make the spear sweep vertically, drip without leakage, with the straight stab of the sword obliquely split, step by step.

In Zao Wou-ki's eyes, these two people's cultivation talents are not outstanding, but they have surpassed his seniors a lot in terms of skills, and at a glance at their appearance, sure enough, they are no longer teenagers.

There are some people in this world who are not talented, and in the end, they cannot grow vertically, so they can only turn to horizontal expansion.

Talent, and more!

If according to the system, some martial spirits in the original book can only be cultivated to a certain level and cannot advance an inch, the original one is disordered, and now it may have changed a lot, like the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, it is now 90,000 years, so is there no cultivation level limit for those like Yu Xiaogang.

So, as long as the time is long enough, the soul master who is not so strong in cultivation talent can reach the title as long as he has enough time?

It doesn't seem to be, the true body of the martial soul, the two big thresholds of the title have blocked many geniuses, so it's just that the martial soul is equal, and the cultivation of the martial soul will not be limited by the quality of the martial soul and the amount of innate soul power, that is, a master like the master will not be limited by the martial soul to stop at level 29 for life.

"That's not bad, so Yu Xiaogang can study a lot of things."

For Yu Xiaogang's character, Zao Wou-Ki can only say that he hates it, but for the things he has studied, it is really moist, although all of them are not written in the original book, it can only be said that the original author did not finish thinking about it at all, and as a result, the novel reached the point where it could not continue, the first part was too big to hang up at the end, and it collapsed in the later stage, what martial soul theory can't stop God's will, a god-given soul ring is enough to kill 99% of the soul masters in the mainland in seconds.

But that's not good, the power gained for no reason is like a job given to you by someone else, and you can be fired at any time as long as they want to.

Looking at the two people on the field, Zao Wou-Ki couldn't help but start to compare, if he is in the field, how to fight back, the weakness of the gun lies in the closeness, there is a picture in the previous life, analyzing every part of the gun wielder's radius, the head of the gun is the most powerful, followed by the head of the gun to the hand and the tail of the gun, the gun holder is most afraid of being entangled in close quarters, just like the long shooter is afraid of being close to the assassin, so that the gun is the same, the gun is broken a little, the power is all at the tip of the gun; The sword has a double edge, but one inch is short and one inch is dangerous, and it is difficult to form an effective blow when people pull away from each other.

To exchange injuries for injuries and kill with one blow, it depends on the final soul skill, and the power of the soul skill at this stage is still the key to affecting the situation of the battle.

In the end, the soul master who made the gun won, Zao Wou-Ki watched several games in a row, combined observation and thinking, and slowly deduced, in order to find a method that suits him.

After returning to the inn, Zao Wou-Ki hid in the house, and without using his soul power, he slowly evolved the moves of marksmanship and swordsmanship, practicing one move hundreds of times, from scratch, from grass creation to mastery.

Zao Wou-Ki practiced more and more easily, and the smile on his face became more and more obvious, and the gains on the road to becoming stronger were directly proportional to the efforts, so why should you think about women?

Isn't it good to enjoy the process of getting stronger slowly?

"It's a good feeling of being grounded."

The first soul technique is not to move the Ming King

The second soul technique, the Demon Vajra Palm

The third soul technique, Xuanhuang Armor

Skull Soul Technique Ghost

"These three soul skills are offensive and defensive in one, not bad, plus my self-created soul skills and flying stone long-range attacks are very few of the same level that can beat me."

After five years of honing, Zao Wou-Ki has refined his self-created soul technique, which can switch any form to carry out precise strikes against the enemy.

Zao Wou-Ki still prefers the sword shape, after all, who didn't have a heroic dream of fighting the sword to go all over the world when he was young?

In the evening, Zao Wou-Ki walked into the night market and prepared to take a stroll and gain a long insight.

Wearing a human skin mask, Zao Wou-Ki suddenly became a thirty-year-old uncle, walking and stopping, and scooped up a few affordable knick-knacks in the photo, one similar to a necklace, hexagonal, and a string of beads, similar to the bracelet of his previous life, Zao Wou-Ki was very happy when he saw it.

"It's a pity that there are no mountain ghosts to spend money, and it would be nice if one day I got a mountain ghost to spend money."