5: A Song of Farts and FireThe age of the spirit ring is close to the limit, the cultivation talent is moderately improved, and the spirit ring matching degree is 87%.
These three pieces of information all told Wang Qi that it was almost impossible to find a first soul ring that was more suitable for him than the mutated Flame Vine Soul Beast in the Soul Hunting Forest.
How could Wang Qi give up? He had already made up his mind. Even if there might be danger in hunting the mutant flame vine, Wang Qi wanted to give it a try.
Otherwise, there would be no need for Wang Qi to cooperate with Yu Xiaogang. During these three days of getting along, Yu Xiaogang would not have thought that Wang Qi was giving in to him by speaking for him.
Intellectuals look down on each other. Yu Xiaogang, who has some understanding of Wang Qi's character, knows that Wang Qi must have some purpose.
"Could it be the will-o'-the-wisp moth? Wang Qi's martial soul is a mutated humanoid flame martial soul. According to Wang Qi's theory, he should want to obtain the attachment ability of the will-o'-the-wisp moth's flame."
"That must be the case. If Wang Qi can really obtain the flame attachment ability of the will-o'-the-wisp moth, then his humanoid flame martial spirit will become very powerful in combat."
"That's a good idea, but Wang Qi is still too young. He doesn't know the special nature of the Ghost Fire Moth soul beast. In a place like the Soul Hunting Forest that is artificially maintained, it is almost impossible for a soul beast like the Ghost Fire Moth to cultivate for more than two hundred years."
"Wang Qi, your theory is good, but unfortunately you have too little experience. If you become my registered disciple, I don't mind adding the theory of my martial spirit's eleven core competitiveness to the theory that I developed because of your inspiration."
While chasing the will-o'-the-wisp moth, Yu Xiaogang began to imagine Wang Qi's disappointed expression after discovering that the will-o'-the-wisp moth that had lived for more than two hundred years could not be found in the Soul Hunting Forest. Just thinking about it made Yu Xiaogang excited.
"Master, if I remember correctly, your martial soul is called Luo Sanpao, right?" While on the way, Wang Qi suddenly asked Yu Xiaogang a question.
"Yes, what's the matter? Do you have any unique insights on Luo Sanpao?"
Hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, Wang Qi waved his hands and said, "I don't dare to take credit for your opinion, but I heard that Luo Sanpao's soul skill attack mode seems to be bullshit, right?"
Afraid that Yu Xiaogang, who was so sensitive, would misunderstand and say something like I no longer cared about the insults, he quickly explained, "Master, please don't misunderstand me. I have an immature idea about the soul skills of Luo Sanpao's martial soul."
"Last year, I read a file about a former senior in the Notting College library. That senior's soul skill was related to farts. He graduated from Notting Junior Soul Master College at the age of eleven, and later cultivated to the Soul Master realm. His combat power was invincible under the Soul Sect, and he could even fight against Soul Kings."
"There is only one record about that senior's sudden increase in strength. He was hunting spirit rings at night, and when he released his spirit skills, he was contaminated by the bonfire and exploded!"
"I guess that senior was fighting a soul beast at night, and his soul skill came into contact with the bonfire, which eventually caused the soul skill to burn and increase its power. Since Master's martial soul and soul skill are similar to that senior's, I was wondering, if we use fire, can we increase the power of Master's soul skill?"
Farts can be ignited? Who is Yu Xiaogang? He is the biological son of the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan of the Upper Three Sects. The current Pope Bibi Dong is his ex-girlfriend. He is a master of martial arts theory in the contemporary soul world. How can he study farts?
But then he thought, he couldn't show weakness in front of Wang Qi, an eight-year-old boy, and his brain started working fast, thinking about how to respond to Wang Qi's questions.
"If you have anything to say, just tell me. Since I have already recognized your talent in studying martial spirit theory, there is no need for you to beat around the bush with me here."
Wang Qi's eyes lit up when he heard Yu Xiaogang's words, and then he tried to ask Yu Xiaogang about his soul skills and release mode.
The more Wang Qi listened to Yu Xiaogang's description of the soul skills, the brighter his eyes became. The jet impact fart and the slow water spray fart, these two soul skills are very suitable for fighting in specific terrains.
Especially after they chased to the gathering place of the will-o'-the-wisp moths, Wang Qi's eyes became brighter.
The gathering place of the ghost fire moths is a bowl-shaped basin with a diameter of about 100 meters, and its deepest point is about 30 meters. If Yu Xiaogang can make good use of his soul skills in such an environment, its power will be no less than that of a soul king with large-scale attack soul skills.
Wang Qi chuckled: "Master, I have an immature idea. If it succeeds in the end, I think your fighting power will increase sharply in the future. Even ordinary soul sects will not be able to be your enemy."
"However, this idea is still in theory. How to use it specifically still requires the cooperation of the master."
So, the two of them hid aside and studied quietly while the two guards were checking the will-o'-the-wisp moth swarm to determine the population size.
Whenever Yu Xiaogang shook his head to refuse, Wang Qi would look at Yu Xiaogang with a regretful face and say, "I thought that the master and I were of the same kind, studying the theory of martial spirits to make more ordinary people no longer ordinary, but I didn't expect that."
Yu Xiaogang: "Tell me, how do you want me to cooperate with you?"
Wang Qi: "Master, this won't be too difficult for you, will it?"
Yu Xiaogang: "It's not difficult, it's all for the spirit theory."
The will-o'-the-wisp moths they encountered at noon were chased all the way until dusk. As for Wang Qi and Yu Xiaogang studying the use of soul skills, they did not waste too much time.
So Wang Qi used gold soul coins to pave the way and asked the two soul master guards to cooperate with him and Yu Xiaogang. At the same time, he promised that if the plan was successful, the three of them would not take a penny for the credit of destroying the gathering place of the ghost fire moths. This made the two guards choose to take the risk.
Of course, this is also related to the fact that the will-o'-the-wisp moth swarm is not large in size and it is difficult for it to cause major trouble to the Soul Hunting Forest.
Under the afterglow of the setting sun, Wang Qi grabbed a handful of soil from the ground and sprinkled it on the ground slowly, observing the wind direction.
"No wind, Master. I'll leave it to you next."
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Wang Qi bowed to Yu Xiaogang, indicating that they could begin.
Yu Xiaogang nodded to indicate that he understood. After Luo Sanpao was released, he pointed his sword at Luo Sanpao.
"Sanpao, go ahead, your fart will be like smoke, and your stinky fart will sleep forever, Luo Sanpao." The second yellow ring under his feet flew up, and with Yu Xiaogang's sword finger, it flew towards Luo Sanpao.
Immediately afterwards, Luo Sanpao ran around the edge of the valley, farting as he ran. Waves of thick yellow smoke slowly drifted towards the depths of the valley due to the effect of gravity.
Thirty seconds later, Luo Sanpao started running as if he was exhausted. Before he could catch his breath, he was possessed by Wang Qi's martial spirit and kicked high into the valley.
"Sanpao, your fart is as loud as thunder, and your fart will crush the sky, Luo Sanpao!" Yu Xiaogang's face was a little pale at this moment, but he still pointed his sword finger towards Luo Sanpao according to the plan.
The yellow soul ring flew towards Luo Sanpao, and a thick yellow smoke that almost covered half of the basin fell from the sky and pressed towards the center of the valley.
"Xiao Chenyu, take action!"
"Just watch, the Fire Wolf is possessed, the first soul skill, the fire bomb!"
Xiao Chenyu completed the martial soul possession in an instant, the yellow soul ring under his feet shone brightly, and a fireball the size of an adult's head spewed out of Xiao Chenyu's mouth and flew straight towards Luo Sanpao's butt.
Almost at the moment when the fireball touched Luo Sanpao's butt, Yu Xiaogang retracted his martial spirit, boom.
A brilliant flaming firework enveloped the entire valley in the blink of an eye, and the powerful impact brought a gust of wind with a strange smell.
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