Douluo: My Martial Soul Is Too Competitive

Chapter 25 Netherworld Wolf King
Regarding Mo Wentian's martial spirit and soul skills, Yu Xiaogang needs to study to give an answer.

Why is the soul skill of an auxiliary martial soul a kitchen knife? I believe the answer is not that simple.

In reality, the kitchen knife is copied with soul power, and it is the same as the real one, and it does not consume soul power, it is only consumed when it is released.

Based on these points alone, it is known that Mo Wentian's soul skill is not as simple as imagined, and it should not be a simple copy.

Yu Xiaogang put away the kitchen knife and asked Mo Wentian to continue his practice, try it out, see if he could copy something else, try everything.

Then, he went to study in the tent by himself. As for the stinky meat that was cut open, he didn't care about it.

Tang San and Yihu simply said that there was still a tent that needed to be pitched, and then they worked together to get busy.

No need to ask, they just want to stay away from the original stinky meat.

"This... Is it true that I'm really a cook." Mo Wentian thought of Yihu's ring joke, if his second soul skill was a pot, then he would really be able to understand Yihu's words.

Mo Wentian looked at the kitchen knife in his hand, and the stinky slices of meat on the stone. He didn't have anything to do with the knife, it's not easy to cut it like this.

He thought about picking up the piece of meat, and wanted to throw it into the water. He thought about not polluting the water source, and took it to a farther place and threw it away.

After he took away the stinky meat, Tang San and Yihu breathed a sigh of relief, breathing in fresh air fiercely.

"Third brother, Wentian's martial spirit seems to be getting worse, and the spirit skills are weird."

"Yeah, it's indeed a bit strange, even if it's a mutated martial soul, it's not so outrageous."

"Well, what's even more strange is that he failed to absorb so many soul rings. When killing fish, he succeeded by killing and killing."

"It seems so."

"Also, his soul ring doesn't even have a color, not even a ten-year soul ring, and the attribute gains it brings are negligible, or even unchanged..."

"Yihu, stop talking."

Tang San interrupted Yihu's words, he had to interrupt, Mo Wentian came back after throwing the meat slices, so it's not good for the other party to hear people talking behind their backs.

Yihu came to his senses, seeing Mo Wentian looking at them with a smile, he also smiled back, and then got busy.

"Unexplainable?" Mo Wentian muttered, picked up the kitchen knife from the stone, turned around to clean it, and stuffed it into the moonlit night of the 24th Bridge.

After finishing these, he was still ready to help, only to find that Tang San and Yihu had already done it.

The master is in his own tent, and he has no intention of coming out, and he doesn't know what to record in it.

Mo Wentian walked towards Tang San and Yihu, and after chatting with them for a while, he began to meditate.

The process of meditation was very simple, but he couldn't find the initial feeling, which caused the meditation to fail again and again.

Mo Wentian couldn't find the reason for the failure, and wanted to change it, but he didn't know how to change it.

rustle.

Suddenly, there was a sound of wind and grass in the loneliness.

Could it be... no, it was a voice from outside.

Mo Wentian opened his eyes, looked at the sleeping Tang San and Yihu, and then walked out of the tent lightly.

He was startled when he just got out of the tent, Yu Xiaogang came out earlier than him, and made Luo Sanpao vigilant.

"Xiao Wentian, are you awake too?" Yu Xiaogang asked in a low voice.

Mo Wentian nodded, asked about the situation, and said, "Master, is there a spirit beast coming?"

Yu Xiaogang said: "Well, Sanpao sensed that there are soul beasts nearby, and there are quite a few of them."

Mo Wentian was stunned for a moment, and asked: "About how much, what kind of soul beast, should I wake them up?"

Yu Xiaogang shook his head, "No, the number should not be too many, and there are few century-old soul beasts in this area, so don't bother, it's fine, if you are tired, go back and rest, I can handle it."

Mo Wentian looked at Yu Xiaogang seriously, "Master, can you really do it?"

Yu Xiaogang smiled, "How can a man say no, besides, I am also a great soul master at level 29, so don't worry about you as a small soul master."

Mo Wentian asked curiously: "Master, are you really just a level 29 great soul master?"

Yu Xiaogang's deep eyes suddenly contracted, like a fox being stepped on by its tail, the feeling changed suddenly.

Mo Wentian didn't notice this change, and then said with a smile: "I'm just kidding, Master, I'm still a little worried."

Yu Xiaogang's complexion slowed down, the change was very fast, and it couldn't be seen without looking carefully.

"You are really worried, just watch from the sidelines, but don't affect me."

Yu Xiaogang warned, Mo Wentian nodded in agreement and said, "Good master, I will watch obediently and never make a sound."

"Hello."

At this moment, Luo Sanpao's cry suddenly sounded.

Looking back at Mo Wentian, Yu Xiaogang immediately turned to the front.

Indistinctly, more than [-] faint green light spots approached their direction.

"It's the Nether Wolf." Yu Xiaogang's voice was a little low, but he didn't panic, "Xiao Wentian, don't move here."

"A group of tenth-level coyotes dare to harass me, San Pao."

Mo Wentian was startled when he heard the words, why does this plot feel a little familiar, is this going to restore the original work?

Just when Mo Wentian was making complaints like this, Luo Sanpao, under Yu Xiaogang's command, let out a thunderous fart at the Nether Wolf.

"Boom!"

Yu Xiaogang quickly took out two masks, and handed one to Mo Wentian.

"It's really true... No, there is a Nether Wolf that didn't fall down."

Just when Mo Wentian thought it was the same as the original book, he found a Nether Wolf standing under the yellow mask.

"Master, look."

Yu Xiaogang looked in the direction Mo Wentian pointed, that Nether Wolf was a circle larger than the other Nether Wolves, with a forty centimeter single horn growing on its head.

"It turned out to be the 400-year-old Nether Wolf King!"

Yu Xiaogang instructed Mo Wentian: "Wake Xiaosan up, this Nether Wolf King's soul ring is just enough for him to break through."

Mo Wentian didn't hesitate, turned around and entered the tent to wake Tang San up.

The moment he turned around, he heard Yu Xiaogang shout, "Three Pao."

Then, Luo Sanpao shot again, and when he woke up Tang San, the Nether Wolf King had already been hypnotized and fell to the ground.

Mo Wentian didn't hear what soul skill Yu Xiaogang used, but he only knew that Yu Xiaogang's fighting power was not considered weak, and he could single-handedly fight a 400-year-old soul beast without any effort.

"Little San, go to make up the sword and absorb the spirit ring." Yu Xiaogang said to Tang San, who was half asleep and half awake.

Tang San nodded, and approached the Nether Wolf King with Mo Wentian's kitchen knife.

"Here, third brother, you took it wrong." Mo Wentian chased Tang San, what he gave Tang San was a short sword, but Tang San snatched his own kitchen knife.

Mo Wentian caught up dumbfounded, Tang San had already arrived in front of the Nether Wolf King, and fell towards the Nether Wolf King.

A kitchen knife, that's a kitchen knife, it's impossible to hurt...

"Pfft~" Tang San came to his senses when the kitchen knife fell, and looked back at the dazed Mo Wentian, and said, "Wentian, what did you say?"

(End of this chapter)