Wuhun Lingzhu from Douluo

Chapter 40
"It seems that I won!" A faint voice sounded on the weekend.

Feng Xiaotian slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, he was lying on the ground with his back to the sky, looking at the weekend standing beside him, he felt so tall.

The condescending gaze made Feng Xiaotian feel extremely uncomfortable.

"You won." After Feng Xiaotian finished speaking with difficulty, he slowly closed his eyes,
"To be honest, I'm still very disappointed." Weekend said with a faint smile.

"Hmph, I'm the opposite of you. I'm very satisfied with my battle. I'm very satisfied with fighting a soul master who is more than ten levels behind me!" Feng Xiaotian suddenly opened his eyes and said indifferently.

But his tightly clenched fists completely betrayed his self-satisfied expression.

"It's not your cultivation that I'm disappointed, but your fighting system." Weekend said with a chuckle.

"Anyway, you won, so you can say whatever you want?" Feng Xiaotian said with a cold snort, obviously, he was not convinced.

"Is it wrong? A soul master who attacks with the wind attribute has no effective means of long-range attack, and there is no way to limit the opponent's speed. When encountering me, who is faster than you, he can completely block you." , the person you can’t get close to, tell me, how do you win?”

Looking down at Feng Xiaotian on the weekend, he asked back with a sneer.

Feng Xiaotian's face was stiff, and he didn't know how to refute.

"The only long-distance method is not well developed. To fiddle with self-created soul skills, your last self-created soul skills have a lot of flaws. It is a waste of time."

"Fart!" Feng Xiaotian's face turned red, and he roared angrily: "Self-created soul skills can be improved with cultivation, so how could it be a waste of time? Besides accumulating energy, how can there be anything else?" shortcoming?"

"You also know that accumulating power is a shortcoming!" Weekend laughed softly, released the barrier of soul power, and sensed the surrounding situation.

"Then let me tell you, what are the other shortcomings?"

"The time trajectory of your so-called self-created soul skill is too obvious, and it takes too long to function. It is easy to feel your intention, and the range of display is too large. Some control system soul masters are easy to lose Let you have nowhere to display."

As the weekend constantly pointed out the shortcomings, Feng Xiaotian's complexion gradually darkened, becoming extremely ugly.

"And the most important point is that other people's self-created soul skills are either based on soul power or martial souls. It's better for you to use the third soul skill as the foundation." Weekend laughed out loud.

"If you read correctly, your self-created soul ability uses wings as blades, and now its hardness is sufficient. I don't know, when you become a soul saint or a soul fighter, will the third soul ability be hard enough for you? Use all your strength to create your own soul skills."

"Or you feel that you can't cultivate to that level, and you can only wander under the Soul Sage."

Feng Xiaotian was completely stunned on the spot by Zhou Zhou's smiling voice, and then, a trace of uglyness appeared on his face.

Although all soul skills will have some enhancements with the improvement of cultivation, but the age of the soul ring restricts them from exceeding a certain limit.

That is to say, the third soul skill has a limit, and Feng Xiaotian's idea of ​​self-created soul skills has no limit. Now he has only perfected it nine times, and will continue to carry it out in the future, 10 times, 20 times, 30 times It goes on and on.

But how many times can the third soul skill persist? 40, 50 or 60?

And with the improvement of the cultivation base, the initial attack will become more powerful, and this limit may be lowered downwards.

Because the hardness of the third soul ability will not increase all the time!
"Do you understand now?" Weekend's faint voice sounded.

Feng Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief, then opened his eyes, looked at Zhou Zhou and said, "Thank you!"

"It seems that you understand it. To be honest, I really don't understand why you practice self-created soul skills. Your soul skills have not been deeply developed at all!"

Speaking on the weekend, he raised his left hand, wisps of cool wind swirled in his hand, and then formed a rotating wind blade of a fan blade.

"Buzz buzz!"

The speed of the rotating wind blade became faster and faster, gradually turning into a light and shadow, floating in Zhou weekend's hand like a disc.

The air was continuously cut and added into it, and the disc became bigger and bigger, gradually forming a two-meter wind blade disc.

Feng Xiaotian stared wide-eyed at the wind blade disc held above his head on the weekend, it was clearly his first soul skill.

It's just that the opponent changed it with his powerful cultivation and ultimate control.

"You have only developed the speed of the three advantages of the wind, and only the speed of movement. You have not developed the sharpness and range attack of the wind."

Weekend shook his head with regret, and the disk in his hand gradually disappeared.

"What on earth are you going to do?" Feng Xiaotian looked puzzled at this moment, frowning tightly as he looked at the weekend.

If Feng Xiaotian thought that the other party was purely trying to fight with him just now, but these two lectures clearly showed that the other party's purpose was more than that.

"What? Do you want to become stronger?"

Weekend said with a smile.

Feng Xiaotian frowned, wondering what the other party meant.

But at this moment, an unprecedented feeling appeared in my heart.

Wuhun was restless, his heart was pounding, and there was an unprecedented feeling in his brain.

Looking over, I saw a jade box in Zhou Zhou's hand.

Gently opened, a round orb appeared in it.

The cyan color exudes a faint light, and the waves formed by the breeze spread in it.

"No!" Feng Xiaotian's eyes widened suddenly.

That is not a treasure orb, the sense of transparency is too strong, as if the illusion does not exist.

"This... what is this?" Feng Xiaotian stammered a bit, his eyes were focused on the phantom of the cyan Fengling Orb.

"Treasure, this is a treasure that is hard to find in the world. It can strengthen a person's martial soul origin, especially some mutant martial souls, the effect is even better!"

Said with a chuckle on the weekend.

"How? Do you want it?"

As soon as these words were uttered, Feng Xiaotian, whose eyes were a little obsessed, became vigilant, and looked away with difficulty to stare at the weekend.

"If you don't take this treasure, give it to me!"

"Hahaha! If you can take it, it will be your turn." Weekend pretended to sneer and said.

"What do you mean?" Feng Xiaotian continued to ask nervously.

"Each person can only take one piece of this treasure, so this thing is no different from trash to me. It's better to do some business." Weekend said lightly.

Feng Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief slowly, feeling a little bit like scolding his mother in his heart.

That ever-pressing sense of longing has always appeared in his heart, and Wuhun even felt a restless feeling.

This has never happened before. From this point of view, this treasure has a great effect on Wuhun, so it should be true.

With red eyes, he glanced at the orb that didn't seem to exist, and then looked at the weekend.

(End of this chapter)