Wuhun: God-Level Selection For Instant Upgrades

Soon, with the help of Qi Ling, Oscar finally recovered. It was shameful to say that he was a food-assisted soul master who was supposed to help others recover their soul power, but now he still needed someone else to restore his soul power. Help with recovery.

"Are you ready, Oscar?" Qi Ling smiled, "I can't wait to see your new abilities."

"Okay, okay, Boss Qi!" Oscar replied as he carefully placed the bottle containing one million gold soul coins in his hand. It can be used to hold one million gold soul coins, so it must be worth 10,000 gold soul coins anyway, right?

"Okay, let's do it then!" Qi Ling said, "This is my first time fighting my own martial spirit."

It is undoubtedly an extremely unbelievable thing for an auxiliary soul master to fight against an offensive soul master. Even if Oscar received Ning Rongrong's blessing, no one would think that he would have any chance of winning.

But after Oscar ate the mirror intestine in his hand, a dragon roar came from his body, and then a phantom of a divine dragon shot straight into the sky from his body, and then flew into his body. It was the divine dragon emperor who possessed him. The scene at that time.

After the Dragon Emperor possessed him, a domineering aura came from Oscar's body, and he seemed majestic for a moment, making everyone secretly frightened. Could Oscar really be able to create miracles?

"Come on, Oscar, you're welcome, just go ahead and attack!" Qi Ling said with a smile, "Let me see the power of your soul skill."

"Then just watch, Boss Qi!" Oscar said, "The sixth soul skill: Holy Dragon... Huh? What's going on?"

Oscar was about to use the Dragon Emperor's sixth soul skill, but he found that his martial soul had no reaction at all. Not only did his soul power not fluctuate, not even his soul ring responded.

"Why, how could this happen? This was not the case before!" Oscar suddenly became melancholy. Why did he stretch his crotch like this for the first time? This is so depressing!

"Is it possible that the soul ring is not old enough to activate the soul skills?" Qi Ling suddenly said, "My sixth soul ring is a dragon ring that is 890,000 years old. Maybe the requirements are a bit high."

"This... maybe this is the truth." Oscar said helplessly, "Then let me try other skills! The fifth soul skill: Long Batian... Huh? Why doesn't this work?"

"My fifth soul ring is also a hundred thousand years old, Oscar, let's try something else." Qi Ling also said helplessly.

At this time, Oscar felt like crying but had no tears. He originally thought that after getting Boss Qi's martial spirit, he could become as strong as him, but he didn't expect that the gap between the two would be so big.

"Then, the third soul skill: Golden Holy Dragon Armor!" This time, no mistakes were made. Oscar successfully summoned the Golden Holy Dragon Armor. The golden armor covered his body, which made him look decent.

"Huh? It's pretty powerful, Oscar, let me punch him!" Qi Ling saw the golden holy dragon armor Oscar was wearing and couldn't help but eager to try it. He also wanted to know if his fist could break through his own armor.

"No, no, no, boss Qi, don't get excited, be merciful!" Oscar shouted hurriedly. After Qi Ling's punch, even if the golden holy dragon armor was fine, he couldn't bear it!

"Let me do it, Boss Qi. I have long wanted to try your famous stunt, Tyrannosaurus Fist!" Oscar said eagerly, "I must be able to use this move, right? Boss Qi, just do it. Be prepared for defense!"

"Interesting! Dragon Emperor: Possession! The third soul skill: Golden Holy Dragon Armor!" With the golden armor possessing him, Qi Ling and Oscar seemed to be on the same starting line.

"Take the move, Boss Qi, Tyrant Dragon Fist!" Oscar said, focusing his soul power on his right fist, and then punched Qi Ling.

The power of this punch was astonishing, and it really had a bit of Qi Ling's fighting style, which surprised everyone. Oscar's soul skill was really miraculous.

After being hit by Oscar, Qi Ling felt a huge force coming from his chest, which made him almost unable to stand still. There was a feeling of tightness in his chest. He finally understood that his enemy had been hit. What does it feel like when hit.

But at this moment, a scream rang out, and it was Oscar who made the attack. He covered his right hand in great pain and fell to the ground: "Ah! My hand, my hand!"

Under the all-out attack just now, Qi Ling didn't react at all. Instead, Oscar's hand fractured under the tremendous pressure of the attack.

Regarding this situation, Qi Ling also felt helpless. This can only be blamed on Oscar for choosing the wrong target to copy. If you say that you are an auxiliary soul master, and you copy an attack soul master with pure strength, your body may be able to withstand it. ?

At the same time, everyone also understood a truth through what just happened, because some people have always thought that Qi Lingqiang is strong because of his martial spirit, but in fact, the real strength is himself.

A powerful martial spirit is just like a handy weapon, but the true power of the martial spirit depends on the soul master's own abilities.

It was a pity that such a much-anticipated competition ended so hastily, but there was nothing they could do. Everyone could only take Oscar to the infirmary to treat his arm.

After Qi Ling gave Oscar the medicine, he said helplessly: "Oscar, in fact, if you choose Xiao San's Blue Silver Grass Spirit or Fatty's Phoenix Spirit, the effect will be much better. My Spirit, You really can’t control it.”

Oscar also nodded and said: "Indeed, Boss Qi, the right choice will often produce twice the result with half the effort. I will remember it in the future."

After that, Qi Ling issued Long Hua's first sect mission to everyone: to fully assist the Qibao Glazed Sect, regardless of the cost.

"Our first task now is to find helpers. After all, we only rely on ourselves, and our strength is still a bit weak." Qi Ling said, "In three days, we have to recruit all the forces we can to defend the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect! "

"Also, Rongrong, mistress, please come with me. There are some things that I must personally discuss with Sect Master Ning Fengzhi before I can confirm them."

After everyone accepted their mission, they dispersed and seized every moment to complete the mission. Qi Ling and Tang San, under the leadership of Ning Rongrong, went to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

When he saw Ning Fengzhi for the first time, Qi Ling couldn't believe it. Was the half-white-haired middle-aged man in front of him really the dashing Ning Sect Leader of the past?

"Sect Master Ning, are you feeling well? You must not overwork yourself. If you fall down, we will have already lost before the fight begins!" Qi Ling said to Ning Fengzhi with concern.