Douluo: my omnipotent spirit

And behind the big tree about 100 meters away from Tang San and the others.

Emperor Zhao quietly revealed his little head and said with a smile:

"You have been deceived, and my handsome journey is about to begin!"

As he said that, Emperor Zhao walked deeper into the forest. There were only soul beasts that satisfied Emperor Zhao. As for the marginal ones, they were not only young, but also had bad blood. To be honest, Emperor Zhao didn't like them.

"How old should I get a soul ring? A thousand-year-old one?"

Emperor Zhao estimated that he could withstand the impact of the soul beast's power for thousands of years.

Generally, a soul master's first soul ring is white, while the standard match is a century-old yellow.

But there are not many people whose first soul ring is the yellow century. Compared with the white decade, the proportion is about one-fifth, or even one-tenth!

Probably even less.

Therefore, the standard equipment is either a genius or a good person, and only a small number of lucky people can get it.

"With my current physical strength, it won't be a problem to survive around 3000 years!"

After roughly estimating his own strength, Emperor Zhao began to look for his target.

……

The other side of the forest.

"Xiao San, according to my theory, the limit that people can withstand the first soul ring is about 400 years."

The master took Tang San to look around, then fixed his goal and said:

"Have you seen the thunder snake not far away?"

Tang San followed the master's gaze and saw a red, completely unprotected little snake entrenched there.

The master continued:

"Thunder Snake is characterized by its fast speed and poisonous nature. It is not bad for your Blue Silver Grass, but it is a pity that it is only less than a hundred years old."

Tang San nodded obediently and listened to the master imparting knowledge.

I thought that the master was really kind to me. He not only gave me 24 Bridges on a Moonlit Night, but also taught me knowledge without reservation.

I am slowly and truly accepting this teacher in my heart.

The master glanced around again, shook his head regretfully and said:

"Your Blue Silver Grass is suitable for three types of spirit beasts: toughness, poison, and speed. If you find it, we can take action."

As he spoke, he looked up at the sky blocked by trees:

"Look for it for a while. If you don't find it, you may have to spend the night here tonight."

"Um"

Tang San nodded, hesitated for a moment and finally asked:

"Teacher, what soul ring do you think Brother Zhao can obtain, or what soul ring is suitable for him?"

"Emperor Zhao?"

As the master walked, he frowned and thought for a while before saying:

"I have never seen Emperor Zhao's martial arts, but after the description you gave me, I have never heard of two ball-shaped dual martial arts, one white and one black, so I can't judge what attributes he is suitable for. of."

Tang San frowned and continued to ask:

"How many years does the teacher think he can get the soul ring?"

The master's frown deepened, and he sighed regretfully and said:

"It shouldn't be too bad to have Zhao Di's soul king friends to help, but others don't have the details I know."

"Although ordinary people also know that a hundred years is the best for the first soul ring, they don't know the limit or what is the best age. So this is one of the reasons why there are so few soul masters."

Tang San was very smart and could draw inferences from one instance and said:

"Because most people don't know the limit of what they can withstand, they think that the higher the hundred-year limit, the better. So as a result, they can't withstand the impact and die?"

After saying this, Tang San started to feel a little worried for Emperor Zhao.

The master nodded, looked at Tang San appreciatively and said:

"Yes, Emperor Zhao does have an advantage over us with the help of the Soul King, but it's hard to say if the control is not good."

After saying that, seeing Tang San's worried face, I couldn't bear it. I didn't want such a talented person to die like this, so I thought about it and continued:

"But there is no need to worry about this. People have roughly estimated the range after countless years of trying. Therefore, there are very few people who cannot bear it because of the first soul ring, unless they are extremely weak."

"But if it's Emperor Zhao, you don't have to worry too much. Since he can defeat you, he must be very powerful. The main thing is that if the Soul King doesn't sincerely harm him, then it's okay. After all, a Soul King can still know these common senses."

With that said, the two of them started groping forward again.

Tang San felt relieved when he heard the master say this, but he was still a little worried.

Brother Zhao, wouldn’t it be nice to have the master as my disciple with me? The master’s insights and knowledge can completely save us from taking a lot of detours!

ah~

……

the other side.

The deep edge of the forest.

The spirit beast, which had always looked like a tiger and a wolf, was lying on the ground dying, roaring slightly in a low voice full of unwillingness, and staring closely at the young human in front of it.

Emperor Zhao was also sitting on the ground paralyzed at this time, with blood stains all over his body, looking at a soul beast called the Wolf Tiger Beast that was about 500 years old not far in front of him.

"Oh~ I didn't expect that TM overestimated my own strength again."

He originally thought of finding a thousand-year soul beast to practice his skills with, but he found it and practiced his skills, but he didn't expect that he overestimated or was careless again.

If I hadn't suddenly thought of using the black ball as a hidden weapon, I might be the one dying on the ground now!

"Oh~ forget it, let's just pretend that I have a better memory. This time I almost died."

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Emperor Zhao took out the white ball and began to heal his injuries.

This time the effect was fully activated, the white ball emitted a light milky white gas that enveloped the whole body, and the system secretly exerted force.

The surface injuries on the body are recovering at a rapid speed.

Emperor Zhao feels very comfortable now. The milky white mist floating out from the white ball wraps around his body. This makes Emperor Zhao feel like he has entered a warm embrace, very comfortable and intoxicating.

While feeling comfortable, Emperor Zhao also vaguely felt that his physical fitness was slowly increasing. Although it was also improving normally, it was not obvious.

The enhanced effect is only apparent after serious injury.

Emperor Zhao shook his head and smiled bitterly. Why did he feel that this martial spirit and system were making him suffer...

More than an hour later, Emperor Zhao recovered a little, stood up with his hands supporting his body, walked to the liger, thought for a while, and said

"Although a 1000-year-old soul ring is not bad, but since I can win, it is not the limit that I can bear. If I am not careless and cautious, the limit should challenge a soul beast that is more than 1000 years old, nearly 2000 years old, so I don’t want this anymore.”

Although the one that is 500 years old is good, it is still a little worse than the one that is nearly 2000 years old, and Zhao Di’s goal is about 3000 years.

Although we know that it is basically impossible to achieve 3000 years now, but maybe we can try our luck in 2000?

The liger had been dying an hour ago and was now dead due to excessive bleeding.

After looking at the purple soul ring floating in mid-air, and then at the already dark sky, Emperor Zhao turned and left. He wanted to find a place to rest and recover first.