Soul Ring Evolution and Soul-endowed Skill

"Ah! My stomach hurts so bad."

Qian Bing tried his best to suppress the abnormality occurring in his right palm. He put on a pained expression, clutched his stomach with his left hand, and suddenly fell back onto the bed.

Seeing him like this, Wang Sheng, who had already gotten up and was about to leave, immediately stopped and asked with concern, "Old Qian, what's wrong?"

His concern was completely genuine. With a free dinner right in front of him, he really didn't want Qian Bing to pull any more tricks!

"Wang Sheng, my stomach suddenly hurts like crazy. Ow... I can't eat dinner tonight. I'll treat you tomorrow night instead."

Wang Sheng quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Old Qian would treat him tomorrow night? That seemed fine too.

He really was a good guy. Even when he was sick, he still remembered that he'd promised to treat me to dinner.

As a result, Wang Sheng's concern became a little more sincere.

"Old Qian, you're hurting this badly, so why worry about treating anyone? I won't go eat dinner. I'll stay and keep you company."

Please don't!

The disturbance in Qian Bing's right palm beneath the blanket was growing stronger and stronger, like a restless hen at dawn. It looked ready to lay the Spirit Ball Spirit like an egg at any moment.

Panicking, he only wanted the students still in Seven Dorm to leave as soon as possible, so without thinking, he immediately refused.

"No need. You can't share my pain by staying with me, and you'll just go hungry for nothing. How about this? Bring me back two Steamed Buns after you finish eating, alright?"

Wang Sheng nodded, feeling that Qian Bing's words made sense.

"Alright. Rest for now. I'll be back soon."

"Okay, okay, okay. Hurry and go."

After watching the Seven Dorm students leave, the pain vanished from Qian Bing's face in an instant. He leaped off the bed, locked the dormitory door, and a dense red glow began to spill uncontrollably from his right palm as the Spirit Ball Spirit emerged on its own.

At the same time, a milky-white Ten-Year Soul Ring enveloped Qian Bing.

"Whew, that was close. Good thing Wang Sheng is simple-minded and easy to fool."

Qian Bing muttered in relief as he turned his gaze toward the Spirit Ball Spirit that had suddenly changed.

The Spirit Ball Spirit in the air glowed faintly red, echoing the light in his hand. A familiar warm current began surging through the meridians throughout Qian Bing's body.

It made him feel hot, warm, and incredibly comfortable.

The bowl-sized Spirit Ball Spirit seemed to absorb part of the energy from the red light spilling out of Qian Bing's palm. It slowly expanded by about a finger's width, while the Pidgey pattern on its lower half gradually began to change.

Before long, it became a lifelike Pidgeotto, three times the size of the original.

At that point, the Spirit Ball Spirit seemed to form a deeper connection with some kind of energy within Qian Bing's body. It suddenly shot out a beam of light that struck him squarely between the brows.

His sea of consciousness immediately trembled violently, and the white Soul Ring surrounding him also began to change bit by bit.

The milky-white Soul Ring grew increasingly rich in color, soon transforming inconceivably from white into a warm orange-yellow. The Ten-Year Soul Ring had somehow advanced into a Hundred-Year Soul Ring!

Qian Bing did not react to the change in his Soul Ring right away. His eyes were unfocused, and in his daze, he felt a stream of profound knowledge enter his mind.

The next moment, his entire body shuddered, and clarity returned to his eyes.

Shock and joy immediately appeared on his face.

In an instant, he had completely mastered the knowledge he had just acquired!

Soul-endowed Skill · Quick Attack:

Move rapidly, dashing a certain distance like lightning. If the user collides with a target, the target will suffer a certain amount of damage based on the final speed and the user's body weight.

Qian Bing's pupils contracted, and the joy in his heart intensified. Instinctively, he used the skill he had just learned.

His figure instantly turned into a streak of white light. In the blink of an eye, he crossed nearly twenty meters, shooting from the outermost end of Seven Dorm by the door to the innermost end.

Bang!

After a loud crash, Qian Bing reappeared, except he had slammed heavily into the dormitory wall.

With a pained howl, he quickly rubbed his forehead with his hand.

"Ow, damn it! That speed was a little too fast!"

Even though he complained aloud, he was overjoyed inside.

Quick Attack was not merely an offensive skill. It could also be used to evade attacks and even as a great means of escaping for his life.

Qian Bing wished for Quick Attack to last longer and move even faster. That way, if he ever needed to run, he would have a better chance of getting away safely!

As for not being able to control it? Heh. With his outstanding sense of balance and athletic talent, that situation absolutely did not exist.

As the pain in his forehead gradually faded, Qian Bing's excitement calmed somewhat, and he secretly pondered, "My previous judgment really was correct. As the Pokemon conquered by the Spirit Ball Spirit evolve, my Soul Ring can evolve along with them. Not only that, I slammed into the wall at that speed just now, yet my forehead was completely fine—not even a bump. It clearly isn't scientifically plausible for my skull to suddenly become this good at taking bricks. It must be because my first Soul Ring evolved into a Hundred-Year Soul Ring. Not only did I gain a Soul-endowed Skill copied from Pidgeotto, but my physique has also been strengthened considerably."

With that thought, Qian Bing threw another punch at the wall. The wall visibly shook from the impact, while he silently assessed the strength of his body.

The fingers that had struck the wall did not hurt much.

Qian Bing lowered his head and looked at the back of his hand. Other than his protruding knuckles being slightly red, there were no scrapes or peeling skin.

He casually flexed and stretched his hand several times. It was still as nimble as ever, and even more delight appeared on his face.

It was truly hard to believe that a six-year-old child could possess such a strong physique. At least in terms of resistance to blows, he was already no weaker than a robust adult.

After roughly figuring out the condition of his body, Qian Bing raised a hand and grabbed at the Spirit Ball Spirit floating in the air, using his thoughts to slowly draw it back into his hand.

After catching the Spirit Ball Spirit, he instinctively raised his hand forward in the habitual motion of summoning a Pokémon. But after a brief hesitation, he lowered his arm again.

"In the real world, the Pidgey I summoned used to be nearly three meters long, almost ten times bigger than in the Pokémon World. And Pidgeotto is more than three times larger than Pidgey. Wouldn't that mean it'd reach ten meters in the real world..."

At that moment, Qian Bing turned to look at the beds and daily necessities around him, finally giving up on the idea of immediately summoning Pidgeotto.

Forget it. There would be plenty of chances to check on Pidgeotto later. There was no need to rush.

Just then, some movement came from outside the door. Hearing it, Qian Bing quickly withdrew the Spirit Ball Spirit and went to open the door.

The moment the dormitory door opened, he came face-to-face with Wang Sheng, who had just returned from dinner.