Chapter 64: Weapon Projection
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Immediately, he slashed each other with his sword in his left and right hands.
The original Ice Rain Sword was as smooth as ever, and the soul power condensed in the collision with a slight gap.
"Sure enough, the level is different......"
Seeing this, Su Luoheng muttered thoughtfully.
This is the soul skill brought by the Red Golden Bear's thousand-year-old soul ring.
It can't be said that it is exactly the same as the ability of the red golden bear, it can only be said that it has nothing to do with it.
This is also the reason why Su Luoheng lost his mind at the beginning.
Second Soul Skill: Weapon Projection.
As the name suggests, it can be modeled after the original weapon, and a real weapon can be constructed by consuming soul power, and there will be no abnormalities in its use. The soul power consumed is also related to the type and grade of the weapon, but the projected weapon is not as good as the genuine weapon after testing.
Although he has nothing to do with the Red Golden Bear, he is a perfect match for the first soul skill.
To be more precise, this second soul skill is more like an extension of the first soul skill: when Su Luoheng first used the analytic soul technique to leave a mark in the Infinite Sword Martial Soul, he could project this kind of weapon again with only a small amount of soul power, and as long as there was enough soul power, there was no limit to how much it was.
Therefore, the best way to use the second soul skill is to pair it with the first soul skill.
And it has no time limit, as long as you activate the soul skill to project it out, it is a real weapon.
Overall, the second soul skill is also very good.
It can be regarded as another improvement in the analysis of the first soul skill: from a structure to a physical object.
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The forest at night is especially silent at night.
The moonlight in the sky sprinkled on the makeshift camp that had been simply built.
While Su Luoheng was studying his second soul technique, the corners of the eyes of the black-clothed young man in the tent trembled slightly, and he finally came to his senses after some effort.
This is...... There?
Why am I here?
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He opened his eyes, and there was a blank blank in his eyes.
The memories before he fell unconscious flooded back, and finally the scene where he fainted after killing the two of them.
He remembered that he had been ambushed!
So here it is......
Thinking of this, the vigilant young man sat up suddenly.
"Hiss......"
But the next moment, a sharp pain spread throughout his body, and the young man in black couldn't help but gasp, and the action of getting up was too fast to involve the wound in his abdomen.
At the moment, his brow was furrowed, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.
The bandage around his waist was once again stained red with a little blood oozing out.
"It's really badly hurt......"
The black-clothed young man muttered to himself.
At this moment, he suddenly thought of something, and a hint of panic flashed in his expression.
With a tight heart, he suddenly lifted the thin cloth covering his body: he was still wearing the tattered black robe covered with blood.
Seeing this, his expression was relieved.
Then it's a closer inspection.
It wasn't until he was sure that there were no traces of movement on his body that he finally calmed down and breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's okay, it's okay......"
The tense nerves finally relaxed.
However, at this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps at the door.
Hearing this, the expression of the young man in black became vigilant again.
"Stomp-trample-"
At the same time, the gentle footsteps came from far and near, and soon the curtains on both sides of the tent were lifted left and right, and Su Luoheng, who heard the movement from inside, walked in.
Said hello to the young man in black who was already sober.
"I'm really awake, I'm recovering pretty fast~"
"You ......"
The young man in black was slightly stunned, and the appearance of the person who came made him a little familiar.
He had the impression that he had definitely seen it, but he remembered all the impressions he had at once.
He asked tentatively, "We, we should have met, right?" β
"Rock sugar gourd."
"You're the one that day...... Penis! β
With such a reminder, the young man in black instantly remembered.
"You saved me?"
"Hmm." Su Luoheng nodded with a light smile, and at the same time took out a rock sugar gourd, "It's a coincidence that I saw you fall on the side of the road, so I rescued you." β
"How are you doing now, and how else do you need help?"
"Thank you, little brother."
The young man smiled palely, then shook his head, "I feel much better now, I still have healing pills in my hand, don't worry." β
"I'm just outside, just scream at something."
Su Luoheng nodded, and was about to turn around and leave.
However, at the same time, when he was about to take out the pill, he suddenly found that there was no reaction.
Huh?
Where's my soul guide?
The young man in black lowered his head suspiciously, and the next second he was stunned.
His hands have become clean, and all the soul guides such as bracelets and rings he wore before have all disappeared, and it would be hellish if he could take out something.
So......
Where's my soul guide?
Thinking of this, his gaze looked at someone who had already walked to the door.
"Little brother, wait a minute!"
"Huh?"
The young man in black shook his wrist and asked, "Little brother, when you rescued me, did you see the soul guide I was carrying?" β
"Oh, this one...... I almost forgot! β
He patted his head and said without changing his face, "I'm afraid that they will fall on the road, so I specially collected them for you, can you see if you have lost anything?" β
Saying that, Su Luoheng took out the package holding the soul guide.
His clear eyes were full of sincerity, as if he really wanted to think about it as he said.
"Thank you so much...... Little brother~" The young man in black saw through it without saying anything, and thanked him with a narrow smile.
"It should be, it should be ......"
And Su Luoheng's smile was slightly embarrassed.
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"Oops!"
After a moment of silence, Su Luoheng suddenly exclaimed, and knocked his head in annoyance, "The chicken outside is still roasting!" You rest here first, I'll have to go and see, don't bake it later!" β
Before the young man could respond, he had already left the tent quickly.
Seeing this, the corners of the black-clothed young man's mouth pursed into an arc: This little guy is quite interesting!
Immediately, he took out a pill and began to recover.
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Half an hour has passed.
The campfire in front of the camp was blazing.
The two roast chickens on the grill are turned over and over, and the grease drips and sizzles, giving off a rich and enticing meaty aroma.
Su Luoheng sat in front of the bonfire, concentrating on turning the roast chicken.
The aroma is overflowing and diffuse.
The young man who recovered from his injuries in the tent naturally smelled the aroma of roast chicken, and his stomach, which had no feeling of hunger, also growled.
After such a mistake, he had no intention of continuing to meditate to recover from his injuries.
Immediately he stopped healing, got up and walked out of the tent.
Hearing the voice, Su Luoheng turned his head, the young man in black had already changed into clean clothes, and his originally pale face had regained a little blood, but he still looked a little weak.