Chapter 38

A thousand-year soul ring?

Dazzling purple …

Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Xiao Chenyu were all stunned.

A rank 61 soul master's first soul ring was a thousand-year soul ring?

The three of them felt like they were dreaming. Looking at the purple soul ring rising from Wang Feng's feet, they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time. Because this was simply an unimaginable existence to them!

Especially Tang San!

"Teacher said that the maximum age of a soul master's first soul ring is 978 years. Once the limit is exceeded, the soul master won't be able to withstand the power of the soul ring … This is the limit! But Brother Feng, how can it be a thousand-year soul ring? "

Tang San was very puzzled.

A thousand-year soul ring was at least twice as old as 978 years. And looking at the color of Brother Feng's purple soul ring, it seemed to be very deep. I'm afraid it's not a simple thousand-year soul ring!

This kind of soul beast was extremely rare in the Soul Hunting Forest. Even a Soul Elder might not be able to kill a thousand-year soul beast.

How did Brother Feng do it?

Tang San thought that Brother Feng's physical fitness was very strong. Even if he absorbed a soul ring over 978 years, it might not be impossible.

But a thousand-year soul ring was too exaggerated!

According to his teacher's research on Martial Souls, a soul master could only choose a thousand-year soul ring for his third soul ring!

"A thousand-year soul ring?" Xiao Wu's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise. But she didn't say anything, just looked at Wang Feng.

"Boss Wang … My God, a thousand-year soul ring! How did you get this soul ring? "

Xiao Chenyu looked at Wang Feng with a flushed face.

There were probably only a few people in the entire Notting City who had a thousand-year soul ring.

The dean of the academy seemed to be at rank 95 and should have a thousand-year soul ring. Ma Xiunuo of the Martial Soul Hall was only a Soul Grandmaster. He wasn't even at rank 85 and didn't have a thousand-year soul ring.

Tang San also looked at Wang Feng curiously, wanting to know how he got this thousand-year soul ring.

"Hahaha …"

Wang Feng looked at their surprised eyes and thought to himself, "It seems that I'm good at pretending."

Although a thousand-year soul ring was one of his goals to improve his strength, it would be meaningless if it wasn't for showing off …

"This thousand-year soul ring, I'm just lucky."

Wang Feng coughed twice and said, "I was in the Soul Hunting Forest and happened to encounter two thousand-year soul beasts fighting each other. When they were both injured, I took the opportunity to kill one of them.

Most of what Wang Feng said was true; there really were two thousand year soul beasts fighting each other.

However, he hid the fact that he had secretly used the power of the Golden Lotus to help the Moonlight Fox.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible to kill that six thousand year old Golden Lightning Leopard!

However, after hearing Wang Feng's explanation, the three of them fell silent.

"Big Brother Feng … your luck is too good!" Tang San couldn't help but sigh.

He felt that his luck was already extremely good to be able to hunt down that over 955 years old Mandala Snake.

The two thousand-year soul beasts were both injured! Big Brother Feng reaped the benefits!

However, Tang San knew that Feng Feng had other secrets. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to absorb this thousand-year soul ring.

But Tang San didn't ask. Everyone had secrets. Big Brother Feng had secrets, Xiao Wu had secrets, he had secrets, and even his father had secrets. There was no need to get to the bottom of it.

"Comparisons are odious. Hmph."

Xiao Wu snorted enviously.

"A thousand year soul ring … conservatively speaking, it's equivalent to 655 of my ten year soul rings. In other words, Boss Wang is equivalent to 655 of me. "

Xiao Chenyu looked up at the sky and secretly thought that there shouldn't be many people in Notting City who could hunt down a thousand-year soul beast. Boss Wang's words should be credible, but this luck is too exaggerated!

"Wait …" Xiao Chenyu seemed to have thought of something and continued, "Boss Wang, you just said that you're an auxiliary soul master?"

If he didn't hear it wrong.

Tang San and Xiao Wu hurriedly remembered.

"Yes, I'm an auxiliary soul master."

Wang Feng knew that the three of them probably had their own guesses, but he didn't say too much.

Xiao Chenyu looked at the broken boulder on the other side and pointed at it. He was speechless. "Boss Wang, are you sure you're an auxiliary soul master?"

If you punch me, I'm afraid that I'll be paralyzed.

Now you're telling me that you're an auxiliary soul master?

"Of course."

Wang Feng smiled. The Golden Lotus in his hand spun slightly, and a ray of golden light instantly enveloped the three of them!

The next moment!

Tang San only felt that the empty soul power in his body was like a withered grass soaked in the spring rain. It received sufficient nutrients and quickly recovered!

The exhaustion just now was swept away!

"Soul power recovers so fast!" Xiao Wu said in surprise. "Maybe it will take a while at most for our soul power to be fully recovered!"

After all, they had been fighting for more than half an hour just now!

"Your soul power is far lower than mine. Of course, it recovers quickly. "

Wang Feng explained.

Moreover, I only used a little power of the Golden Lotus to help you recover your soul power.

Wang Fengxin thought that he didn't even use the Deification skill. Because it was unnecessary. Wang Feng also didn't use the healing ability of the Golden Lotus. As for the reason …

"It's really an auxiliary soul …" Tang San looked at the Golden Lotus and the flashing lightning around it. He faintly felt that it might not be as simple as recovering soul power.

"What a powerful recovery ability!" Xiao Chenyu was surprised.

The soul power of the three of them had been completely recovered!

And Boss Wang didn't seem to have consumed too much soul power!

But when he remembered that Boss Wang said that he was at rank 61, he was relieved.

"Xiao San, carry me back. My soul power has recovered, but my feet are still injured. You also have the strength! "

Xiao Wu said coquettishly.

"Okay!"

Tang San nodded. With soul power, he seemed to have recovered some of his spirit. He was full of strength. Carrying Xiao Wu back was not a problem!

Seeing this, Wang Feng smiled secretly. He could actually heal Xiao Wu's injury.

But then, Xiao San wouldn't have the chance to show off. Xiao San, I can only help you like this. Anyway, you will fall in love with each other, so I'll help you in advance.

Tang San carried Xiao Wu back to school first, while Wang Feng chose to go to the Martial Soul Hall to undergo the soul master certification and soul power test.

Because of the compression and purification of soul power, Wang Feng wasn't sure how much soul power he had in his body.

Rank 61 was just a number that Wang Feng estimated.

As soon as he walked into the Martial Soul Hall, Wang Feng heard a few voices.

"Su Yuntao, where's the token? Don't tell me you gave it to that kid? If you gave it to him, how are you going to accompany my brother to hunt soul beasts in the Soul Hunting Forest today? It'll take a few days to reapply! If he did it in the Soul Hunting Forest, the token would fall in the Soul Hunting Forest, and we'll have to look for it for a few days! Tell me, aren't you stupid!? A kid with a trash martial soul said that he's going to hunt soul beasts. Do you really believe it? "

In the Martial Soul Hall, a good-looking girl was scolding Su Yuntao unhappily.