By the time Oscar finished absorbing it and excitedly jumped to his feet, the sky had gradually darkened.
"Hahahaha! I did it!"
He could not wait to show off his new ability.
"Guys, watch closely!"
He cleared his throat and recited a brand-new Soul Incantation in an exceptionally flamboyant tone.
"I, your father, have a Mushroom Sausage!"
A... remarkably bizarre-looking sausage appeared in his hand.
Its tip even had a little cap like a mushroom umbrella.
Just looking at it killed any appetite.
"Try it! Hurry, try it!"
Oscar held the Mushroom Sausage up to Ma Hongjun's mouth.
The fat man dodged away with a look of disgust.
"My Third Soul Skill," Oscar said proudly, hands on his hips as spittle flew everywhere, "lets someone fly at high speed for one minute! The speed rivals that of an Agility Attack System Soul Elder!"
Flight!
The moment those words came out, everyone was intrigued.
Whether in battle or when escaping, this was absolutely a god-tier skill!
"Not bad, not bad." Dai Mubai patted Oscar on the shoulder. "At least when you can't win in the future, you brat can finally fly off on your own."
Everyone burst into good-natured laughter.
However.
Just as everyone was clicking their tongues in amazement.
A lazy voice tinged with disdain drifted over.
It was Han Yuchen.
Leaning against a tree trunk, he shook his head.
"One minute is too short, the speed isn't fast enough, and the target is too obvious."
He glanced at Oscar's ugly Mushroom Sausage and gave his merciless assessment.
"In the air, you're a living target."
"Used alone, this skill is useless."
It was like a bucket of ice water dumped over his head.
The excitement and pride on Oscar's face froze instantly.
His face reddened, and he was somewhat unconvinced.