NABC Chapter 10: 3 points for hostility
Chapter 10: 3 points for hostility
Those Soul Masters who had intended to escape in the chaos suddenly felt a tremor in their hearts, especially those Soul Masters above the Soul Grandmaster level, whose hearts pounded wildly.
They're being watched!
The evil spirit master, standing out from nowhere, coldly watched the spirit masters who wanted to escape.
This is his lifeline for recovery! How could they run away? They're cutting off his lifeline! How could they allow that?
The hardened evil spirit master, with a smile of triumph over his enemies, flew above the heads of the other spirit masters.
One by one, the fleeing Soul Masters were caught by him. Faced with his Soul Douluo speed, their escape was no less than standing still.
In just a few seconds, several more Soul Kings and Soul Masters were slaughtered. Low-level Soul Masters along the way were also easily wiped out.
One of the Soul Masters thought he could protect himself by hiding in his room—what a joke!
In front of an 8th-ring Soul Douluo, what's the difference between your house and air?
If you run, you might waste a fraction of a second of his time, but if you just squat there, it's no less than wanting to die!
The mid-level Soul Masters in the vicinity of this area were almost completely slaughtered by them, with dozens dying.
The reason he chose to personally slaughter the monsters instead of absorbing them remotely using the Spirit Transformation Pearl was because ordinary people do not have soul power to protect them, but soul masters do.
He can only absorb the Soul Master's power by killing them and causing the Soul Master's power to lose its conscious organization.
"Judging by the time, that Title Douluo is catching up soon, but killing a Soul Master won't take much effort."
The evil soul master had sensed this soul sect master before. However, compared to the other soul masters, this soul sect master was relatively far away, so he left it for last, treating it as the final dish.
In the blink of an eye, the evil spirit master arrived with a whooshing sound, riding the wind.
The evil spirit master glanced at the notice not far from the Yangshi Hall: "Can forge Thousand Satin Metal, 10,000 Federal Coins per piece."
"Yangshitang, or is it a blacksmith's workshop?"
Upon seeing this, the evil spirit master's eyes grew even colder.
To think that a dignified eight-ring Soul Douluo like him doesn't even have a single piece of one-word battle armor.
For ordinary Soul Masters, forging Battle Armor is already an incredibly difficult task.
An ordinary Yellow-level mech costs at least 100 million Federal Credits, while even the worst One-Word Battle Armor is worth far more than a Yellow-level mech.
For a typical Soul Master to forge a One-Word Battle Armor, in addition to requiring a large amount of capital and various connections, they also have to bear the risk of failure in forging the battle armor and losing all their money.
As for evil spirit masters, needless to say, they are like rats in the street. Which normal blacksmith would dare to forge for them?
As for the blacksmiths of the evil spirit masters themselves, do you think they are cheap?
If it's as difficult as ascending to heaven for an ordinary Soul Master to forge a One-Word Battle Armor, then for an evil Soul Master to forge a One-Word Battle Armor is as difficult as ascending to the Thirty-Sixth Heaven.
That's why he hates it!
If those blacksmiths hadn't asked for such high prices, he wouldn't even have a single-word battle armor.
How could he be chased and beaten by that Soul Master who was only at the sixth ring?
It's all because the other side has a two-word battle armor.
If he had a set of one-word battle armor, the situation would have been reversed.
If it weren't for obtaining the Spirit Transformation Pearl, which rapidly boosted my strength to the eighth ring, I probably wouldn't have ever had a battle armor in my life!
These thoughts crossed his mind in an instant, and before long, he turned his attention to the area next to the entrance of the blacksmith's workshop.
A robust old man with white hair sat beside the doorway.
This old man was Chen Yingwu.
When he sensed the evil spirit master, the other party had already appeared in the sky above the south of the city.
Furthermore, his mental power had already locked onto all those above the Soul Master level, including him, so they couldn't escape even if they wanted to; he couldn't outrun an eight-ring Soul Douluo either.
However, he is not entirely without the ability to fight back. With his actual combat strength, he can contend with an ordinary Soul Saint, provided he does not have battle armor.
However, that's not enough. He needs the other side to relax their vigilance and not be on high alert from the start.
Therefore, he used the Dao Intercepting One Line technique to compress his life force and blood into his body and gather it deep within his body.
And as a result, their bodies look very old.
We're just waiting for them to come knocking on our door.
"Old man, you're the blacksmith in this shop? Come out here, are you looking for death?!"
The evil spirit master looked at the old man opposite him with a relaxed posture.
In his view, the old man opposite him was just an ordinary Soul Master, and a trash character with declining health and vitality.
With his power as an eight-ring Soul Douluo, he wouldn't even need a second move to kill.
Although it was a bit strange that the other side took the initiative to come out, no matter how strong a Soul Master is, it is impossible for them to defeat a Soul Douluo.
This confidence comes from strength.
The old man opposite him glanced at him indifferently.
They didn't even respond.
Seeing this, the evil spirit master originally wanted to tease the dying man and see how ugly he would be, but he did not expect this attitude, and he was instantly enraged.
The evil spirit master's expression turned cold:
"You old bastard, you deserve to die!"
His fingers bulged with veins, and his crimson soul power rapidly gathered as he prepared to strike down with his palm!
This palm strike, imbued with immense soul power, pushed aside the surrounding air currents.
The wooden sign next to it was instantly blown away and smashed into several pieces.
Before they even got close, the old man's clothes were already fluttering, and his white hair was constantly flying.
It seems that the old man could be killed remotely without even landing completely.
The killing intent in this palm strike was far greater than when he slaughtered those Soul Masters before.
The evil spirit master was starting to regret his actions. He should have known better than to waste his breath on these ants; they were really ruining his mood.
This person deserves to die!
Looking at the palm that came out of nowhere, Chen Yingwu's eyes were half closed, as if he was sitting and waiting for death.
The palms gradually approached each other.
One zhang, one meter, one chi!
This is the moment!
An ancient mirror suddenly floated out.
Wisps of platinum energy swirled around the mirror, which resembled both stone and jade, constantly rising and falling.
The dark, mirror-like surface suddenly became clear and bright!
Facing the evil spirit master, his figure was clearly reflected in the mirror.
A beam of light, dazzling in the eyes of the evil soul master, pierced the sky and slashed horizontally towards him!
This sudden change instantly provoked a reaction from the evil spirit masters.
Just as he was about to dodge, he felt his thoughts suddenly stagnate, making it difficult to use his mind to control his body.
When his body instinctively tried to shift slightly, he found he couldn't move!
For a moment, time and space seemed to stand still!
The mirror's light was chilling, and its endless sharpness swept towards the evil soul master's body.
However, the evil spirit master's eight-ring cultivation was ultimately formidable, and his body actually shifted slightly.
The brain, which should have been thoroughly rubbed raw, was transformed into the left chest.
Instantly, the void was pierced by the cold mirror light, and even the blood that was about to splatter was swallowed up by the remaining mirror light.
The mirror light entered the body, splitting into countless paths, constantly drilling into every part of the evil soul master's body, leaving it riddled with holes, like a blood-soaked figure pieced together from pieces of flesh.
"No!"
The evil spirit master screamed in agony.
He had no time to ponder this turn of events. He hurriedly used the energy within the Spirit Pearl to repair himself and once again soared into the sky, his energy stirring the heavens and earth.
Seeing this, Chen Yingwu did not want to leave his opponent behind, but the attack he had just delivered had exhausted his strength, leaving him powerless to fight back.