As soon as the soul power light appeared in Qian Bing's palm, an elf ball that was obviously smaller than the previous elves' martial soul flew out slowly.

Under Qian Bing's intention, he flew directly to the struggling lonely bamboo in the bamboo forest.

The elf ball stopped a few meters away from Guzhu, and shot a red light from the small hole in the center, magically covering the entire Guzhu.

Compared to Qian Bing's simple words when he collected the Nether Wolf before, Gu Zhu seemed to have some resistance. Under the illumination of red light, it was not immediately absorbed into the elf ball.

Instead, after a period of pulling with the red light, it shrank sharply, turning into a half-finger-long mini-sole bamboo, and with the red light, it took back the spirit ball martial soul.

Seeing the Elf Ball Martial Spirit retracting his palm, Qian Bing finally showed a smile on his face, let out a breath, and said intimately:

"What I expected was true. As the soul power level reaches every bottleneck, my elf ball martial soul can split a elf ball with exactly the same function as before.

The new elf ball can still conquer the elf and become my soul ring, and can also absorb a soul beast as my cultivation nourishment!"

Verifying this matter is really important for Qian Bing.

The soul beast absorbed by the elf ball is like the source of energy supply for the cultivation of money soldiers. If it is placed in the cultivation world, it will be no less than the function of a small spiritual vein.

As the soul power cultivation increases, the effect of the energy provided by a soul beast on promoting his cultivation will become smaller and smaller.

Qian Bing hopes to distance himself from those geniuses and keep his cultivation ahead of his ability, so he needs to absorb more energy to promote his own cultivation.

Only after he was sure that he could use the elf ball to subdue the second, third and more soul beasts to support his cultivation, Qian Bing would be confident that he would always be one step ahead of his peers in the future path of soul masters.

Wang Sheng, who was standing next to Qian Bing, had slowly woken up from the previous shock at this time.

Seeing Qian Bing's joy, he thought he was happy for his previous record and said with a smile:

"Boss Qian, you haven't used this soul-torming skill before. Could it be the new skill you just mastered recently?"

Wang Sheng said here, and suddenly a message flashed like lightning, his eyes widened and he shouted:

"Oh my God, boss, you have a new soul skill! Have you secretly obtained the second soul ring and become the second ring soul master?"

When Wang Sheng asked this, he actually had the answer in his mind.

Qian Bing's soul-summoning skill, the word "Breaking Flame", is not like a flash of lightning. It can be understood as a unique skill that has been mastered by practicing certain special techniques and speeding up movement speed.

In terms of power or form, big characters, explosion flames are obviously manifestations of powerful soul skills.

So, Boss Qian is really the great soul master of the Second Ring?!

Wang Sheng was completely shocked by this judgment in his mind.

Is he still a normal human?

How long has it been after he just entered the school? In more than half a year, he soared from level 14 to level 20. This is too sensational!

You should know that most of the teachers in Notting College are just at the level of a great soul master.

However, Qian did not give Wang Sheng a definite reply, and shook his head and said:

"It's not suitable for rest here. Forget it, let's continue looking for the soul beast."

...

In the afternoon, Qian Bing took Wang Sheng to circle around the Soul Hunting Forest. They encountered some relatively weak soul beasts. The only soul beast that was more than a hundred years old was the forest baboon that was not suitable for Wang Sheng’s martial soul.

Finally, after Bibi Niao took action, he was subdued by Qian Bing's other elf ball martial soul. At this point, Qian Bing's trip was achieved for his own purposes.

In order to find a soul beast suitable for Wang Sheng to absorb the soul ring, the two gradually penetrated deeper into the junction between the outer and inner circle of the Soul Hunting Forest, and time went by at night.

The unknown broad leaves whistled under the flapping of the night wind, and the sound of insects and birds gathered together, as if nature was singing.

Wang Sheng enjoyed all the beauty under the moonlight and gradually relaxed his vigilance.

Suddenly, a shadow of more than one meter long fell from the sky. Wang Sheng, who was outside the situation, was caught off guard and was pulled by Qian Bing's clothes in his heart and pulled them back a few meters.

The shadows in the sky approached quickly, and the shadows cast on the ground were more than two meters long. With a loud "boom", a yellow-brown soul beast fell a few meters away in front of them.

It is exactly where Wang Sheng just was.

As the smoke that aroused after the soul beast landed slowly faded away, Qian Bing saw clearly that the one who attacked Wang Sheng was a tiger-shaped soul beast about 1.30 meters tall but was more than two meters long.

Its eyes are reddish-brown, and its whole body is full of long brown-yellow hair. Its forelimbs look not much different from ordinary tiger-carved beasts, but its sharp nails are particularly slender.

A pair of hind limbs have exaggerated muscles, full of lines, and should have very powerful bounce ability.

The canine teeth in the lips were exposed, and the eyes were fiercely shining, staring at Qian Bing and the others.

Its sight faced Qian Bing, and the spirit of the left hand's image of the martial soul immediately gave the specific information about the soul beast in front of him, telling Qian Bing that this was a 220-year-old jungle tiger.

After reading the information in his mind, Qian Bing raised an arc on his lips and said to Wang Sheng with a faint smile:

"You are ready to finish the fight. This guy is a jungle tiger for the first two hundred years.

You see, its hind legs are particularly developed and are good at leaping into high altitude to kill opponents. Their signature soul skill is called tiger pounce, which is very suitable for your martial soul."

"Really, it's great!"

Wang Sheng immediately cheered. He had just been ready to take the Soul Hunting Forest to wander around for a few days, but he didn't expect that the God of Luck would send the soul beast that suits him so quickly.

As for whether to kill or not, he had no worries about the rich soldier.

Junlinhu was obviously not very happy that Wang Sheng had not sat down. He let out a low roar. After looking at Qian Bing for a few glances, he glared at the hind limbs and rushed forward.

Although Qian Bing didn't care about Junlin Hu, he was very cautious in dealing with it. Seeing that it had just moved, the spirit ball martial soul in his right hand flew out.

Almost at the same time, two red lights flashed by, and a big bird and a huge elf that was as long as a giant python emerged out of thin air.

Needless to say, Bibi Bird habitually wanted to rush into the air, but when he saw the jungle tiger attacking his dear owner, it certainly could not sit idly by. The flight speed suddenly increased and a flash of lightning hit the jungle tiger directly.

"Beep!"

"Roar~"
Chapter completed!