That weather-beaten face was full of shock that overturned the worldview. His mouth opened and closed, closed and opened again, and finally he could only hold back a dry sentence.
"You... you're such a fucking monster."
This comment comes from the bottom of my heart.
I have seen geniuses and monsters, but I have never heard of a guy like Mu Rong Chen who tramples the iron law of Soul Master World under his feet and rubs it repeatedly.
First Soul Ring six hundred years, Second Soul Ring nine hundred years, the third Soul Ring... three thousand five hundred years!
If this spreads out, the Soul Master theory in the entire continent may be overturned and rewritten!
Mu Rong Chen calmed down the aura around him, and his dark blue eyes regained the calmness of Gujing Wubo.
He showed a slightly honest smile to the greeting card, which was in great contrast to his cold temperament.
"Brother He, this is all luck, just luck."
He patted the ice chips on his body and explained lightly:
"My Martial Soul is somewhat special. It has a strong affinity for the energy of the Yalong bloodline. If it were anyone else, it would definitely not be possible. This matter must not be spread to anyone."
Luck? Special?
The corners of Greeting Card's mouth twitched, and there were ten thousand words in my heart that I wanted to say, but I didn't know where to start.
Can this horse riding be explained by luck?
This is clearly Li Ke's step on horseback to open the door for Li Ke, it's so outrageous!
However, one can also hear the warning in Mu Rong Chen's words.
Once this kind of secret, which is enough to cause shock in the continent, is leaked, the young man in front of him may immediately become the target of competition or destruction by all major forces.
He nodded solemnly.
"Don't worry, only you and I know what happened today. If it rots in your stomach, take it into the coffin!"
"Thank you, Brother He."
Mu Rong Chen's smile is a bit sincere.
The two of them didn't waste any more time, simply treated their injuries, and then galloped towards the frontline military camp.
At the same time, at the frontline camp of the Heaven Dou Empire, another small commotion was taking place.
Su Yuntao sat cross-legged in the corner of the tent, surrounded by a circle of dark yellow Soul Ring, and Soul Power waved steadily and powerfully.
After several days of hard work, under the protection of Kachino and several team members, he successfully hunted an eight-hundred-year-old wind attribute Soul Beast and obtained his own Second Soul Ring.
When he opened his eyes, Soul Power was already firmly at Level 22!
"Fuck! Taozi, you can do it! Second Soul Ring did it for eight hundred years!"
Xiao Lin slapped Su Yuntao on the shoulder, his face full of envy, jealousy and hatred.
The surrounding team members also cast surprised glances.
"Awesome Su Yuntao, eight hundred years, this quality is not low!"
"There are really two perverts in our team, one is the boss and the other is Taozi."
Su Yuntao was a little embarrassed by the praise, scratched his head, and giggled.
After five years of hard work in the military, the youthfulness of the past has long faded away. His skin has become a healthy bronze color, and his eyes have become much more determined.
But the humility in his heart has not changed at all.
Xiao Lin looked at the inexperienced expressions of everyone, curled his lips, and said with a proud smile:
"Hey, what do we two brothers mean? If you knew the age of the Soul Ring that the boss went to hunt this time, your jaw would drop to the ground in shock!"
"Oh? How old is Mr. Chen's goal this time?"
Captain Kachino also became interested and asked curiously.
"Well..."
Xiao Lin deliberately lengthened his voice and was about to show off, but he remembered Mu Rong Chen's instructions before leaving, telling him to keep a low profile.
He immediately smiled awkwardly and waved his hands quickly:
"Ahem, it's nothing, nothing! The boss must be better than us! Everyone understands, understands!"
When everyone saw his appearance, although they were even more curious, they also knew that Xiao Lin would not say any more and could only give up.
A few days later, two fast horses appeared in the field of vision of the military camp, carrying the dust all the way.
Mu Rong Chen and Greeting Card dismounted, the fatigue of the long journey was nothing to their steely will.
Mu Rong Chen did not go back to his own camp first, but went straight to the Chinese army's tent.
"Report!"
"Come in!"
General Gron's powerful voice came from inside the tent.
Mu Rong Chen opened the curtain, walked in, and gave a standard military salute to Gron who was standing behind the case.
Goron raised his head and swept his sharp eyes over Mu Rong Chen. When he felt the Soul Power wave that far exceeded level 20, a trace of surprise and satisfaction flashed in his eyes that could not be concealed.
"Soul Elder? Very good!"
There was a hint of approval in Goron's voice:
"So, you succeeded?"
"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."
Mu Rong Chen replied calmly.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
Gelong said three good words in a row, slapped the table, stood up, walked around the handsome case and walked to Mu Rong Chen:
"Seventeen-year-old Soul Elder! Mu Rong Chen, you did not disappoint me! I am true to my word. From today on, you will be the army commander of my left vanguard battalion, commanding a hundred people!"
As he said that, he took a bronze token engraved with a coiled dragon pattern from the side and handed it to Mu Rong Chen.
"This is your official seal. Take it and report to Zuoying."
Goron looked at Mu Rong Chen, his eyes full of expectations:
"When you make another great contribution, I will personally report it to Marshal Goebbels and request a knighthood for you!"
"Thank you, General, for your love."
Mu Rong Chen took the token and it was slightly heavy. There was still a trace of Soul Power mark on it.
To be honest, I don't have many worries about the position of Army Sima or the future title.
There is only one purpose for coming to the military camp from beginning to end - to squeeze out all your potential on the edge of life and death and become stronger as quickly as possible.
Now, five years later, this goal has been basically achieved.
Soul Power, practical experience, and character have been greatly tempered.
And now, it's time to consider the next step.
In a few years, Tang San, the destined son, will be born.
If we don't hurry up and look for Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, there are Immortal Herb treasures everywhere, and I'm afraid that Old Poison Dugu Bo will get there first.
Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared and dare to fight for them.
Mu Rong Chen made up his mind. After he has adapted to his new strength and thoroughly mastered the third Soul Skill, it is time to find an opportunity to leave this endless battlefield.
"Okay, you go down first and get familiar with your routine."
Goron waved his hand.
"Yes!"
Turning around and leaving the tent, the sun shone on his young and stern face, and his deep blue eyes shone with a deep light that no one could understand.
When Mu Rong Chen returned to his team's camp, Xiao Lin and Su Yuntao immediately surrounded him.
"Boss, how's it going? Have you met General Gron?"
"Boss, what kind of Soul Ring did you absorb? Show us quickly!"
Everyone looked curious and envious.
In their eyes, Mu Rong Chen is not only a strong instructor, but also a knowledgeable instructor with theoretical knowledge.