This Is So Damn Good!

As Wang Feng's slightly hoarse voice rang out, the young man and woman were both startled.

"Old Hei, what's going on?"

The young man lowered the dagger in his hand and hurriedly helped the bearded man. He also shot the woman a sidelong glance, and she quickly walked over to Wang Feng, watching him warily.

"Don't worry. His Soul Power is recovering." Wang Feng knew they were probably concerned because the bearded man's condition didn't look quite right.

Having experienced combat, these Spirit Masters were very vigilant.

Before long, however, the bearded man suddenly let out a huge breath and shouted:

"That feels great!"

At this, the young man and woman were momentarily stunned.

They had just watched the bearded man convulse all over, and had thought the child was playing a prank rather than restoring their companion Old Hei's Soul Power.

They hadn't expected Old Hei to suddenly shout, leaving them both completely bewildered.

"Old Hei, what's going on?"

The young man hurriedly asked, feeling a little curious. "How much of your Soul Power has recovered?"

The bearded man called Old Hei looked at Wang Feng, surprise in his eyes. "Impressive, kid! In that short time just now, the Soul Power inside me completely recovered! That's great! I've never seen a level-fifteen recovery-type Spirit Master with such an amazing Soul Power recovery effect!"

Hearing this, the young man and woman both relaxed. They looked at Wang Feng, their eyes filled with surprise as well.

"Then I should meet your requirements, right?"

Wang Feng said with a smile.

The Soul Power he had just spent activating the Golden Lotus amounted to only a little.

"In a short while, you restored one-fifth of my Soul Power, and I'm a level-twenty-nine Battle Soul Master! That's pretty good!"

Old Hei chuckled. "And it feels pretty great when you restore it, too, like you're giving me a massage... Damn, that feels good."

"..." Wang Feng.

He knew it was because the Golden Lotus had the Golden Light Thunder Leopard's Spirit Ring, which gave it this sort of effect. If he used the Divinization Skill, it could also directly cover a Spirit Master in lightning threads that could leave them numb.

The young man and woman looked at Old Hei, speechless.

"All right, if that's settled, let's go. A Rong needs a Spirit Ring of around eight hundred years to advance."

Old Hei looked at Wang Feng and introduced himself. "I'm Old Hei. You can just call me that. My Martial Spirit is the Black Rock Bear. I'm slow, but my defense is outstanding. I'm a level-twenty-nine Battle Soul Master. This guy is Ling Ren. His Martial Spirit is a dagger, and he's very strong on offense. He's level twenty-eight. And the last one is..."

As he spoke, Old Hei looked at the woman.

"My name is Si Rong. My Martial Spirit is Iron Tooth Grass, and it has strong control abilities. I'm a level-thirty control-type Spirit Master, though it also takes a lot out of me."

A faint, forced smile appeared on the woman's face.

After introducing their Martial Spirits, the three of them headed toward the Soul Hunting Forest.

These three don't have particularly outstanding Martial Spirits. But they know one another, and their relationship is probably very good. They should be a team, not a group of unrelated people who just joined up.

Wang Feng pondered.

The Black Rock Bear was a special beast-type Martial Spirit, exceptionally tough and able to take a beating. After Martial Soul Possession, its speed became very slow, but a layer of rock covered its body, making it especially durable. It also had great stamina.

Iron Tooth Grass was an extremely tough plant, much more durable than Blue Silver Grass. It was roughly like comparing a wooden stick to a noodle. It made for a pretty good control-type Spirit Master.

"By the way, what's your name?" Si Rong asked Wang Feng.

"Oh, sorry, I forgot to introduce myself..." Wang Feng smiled slightly. "My name is Thanos."

"Thanos? That sounds kind of cool," Ling Ren mused. "Doesn't sound like a name. Sounds more like a code name."

"That's right, it's a code name. Lots of people call me Thanos," Wang Feng said. "After hearing it so much, I've almost forgotten my real name."

The three of them stared at him, speechless.

But they understood that the child probably didn't want to reveal his real name, so they didn't ask any further.

The four of them entered the Soul Hunting Forest.

"Xiao Mie, you're a recovery-type Spirit Master, so you're rather fragile. After a fight, don't go running around! Stay by Si Rong and me! I'll protect you!"

Old Hei said solemnly.

"No problem. You can fight all you want! I'll keep your Soul Power topped up!" Wang Feng said with a smile.

As they walked along the quiet path, shrill cries rang out from time to time, giving Wang Feng the feeling of being back in the primitive forest.

Before long, they encountered a five-hundred-year-old Chrysanthemum Flame Hedgehog.

"Be careful. This Chrysanthemum Flame Hedgehog is extremely aggressive. But judging by its size, it seems to be only a little over five hundred years old..."

Si Rong seemed to be the backbone of the group. She gave her orders. "The only weakness of this Chrysanthemum Flame Hedgehog is its abdomen. Everywhere else is impenetrable. What a shame. If it were eight hundred years old, that would be perfect!"

As he listened to Si Rong's explanation, Wang Feng looked at the Chrysanthemum Flame Hedgehog in the distance.

Most of the information in the library was recorded rather roughly.

"This Chrysanthemum Flame Hedgehog is a hard counter to plant-type Spirit Masters like me. If I try to control it, the flames on its body will catch the control vines on fire, making my control ineffective. So, Ling Ren, be sure to wait for the right moment! One strike, one kill! Now, get into hiding!"

Si Rong was very experienced.

"No problem!"

With a whoosh, Ling Ren leaped straight up into a giant tree and vanished from sight.

"Old Hei, protect us. Watch out for the flamespines this Chrysanthemum Flame Hedgehog might shoot," Si Rong continued.

Old Hei's expression turned serious. After two yellow Spirit Rings lit up, his whole body began to swell, and densely packed rock granules covered his skin, making him look even more rugged.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The Chrysanthemum Flame Hedgehog in the distance shot several tongue-like fiery spikes at them, all of which Old Hei blocked with his body.

But when they hit him, they clanged against him.

"His defense really is pretty good."

Wang Feng thought to himself.

The spikes fired by the Chrysanthemum Flame Hedgehog were scorching hot. He hadn't expected Old Hei to be so tough.

Seeing that the spikes had no effect, the Chrysanthemum Flame Hedgehog suddenly charged at the three of them, pounding the ground with thunderous steps.

"Ling Ren!"

Si Rou suddenly shouted. Two yellow Spirit Rings lit up on her as well. She abruptly thrust the Iron Tooth Grass Martial Spirit in her hand into the ground.

In an instant, several iron threads burst from the ground and wrapped around the Chrysanthemum Flame Hedgehog's front legs.

But the iron threads formed from Iron Tooth Grass were quickly dissolved.

With its front legs held back, the Chrysanthemum Flame Hedgehog was like a speeding car that had been rear-ended. It flipped over headfirst and landed on its back, exposing its pale belly.

Just then, a black shadow suddenly dropped from the tree above and landed on the Chrysanthemum Flame Hedgehog's abdomen with a swish.

A spray of blood burst into the air.

The black figure nimbly leaped away from the belly, avoiding the splattering blood.

In the blink of an eye, the five-hundred-year-old Chrysanthemum Flame Hedgehog was dealt with by the three of them.

They were experienced and worked together seamlessly.

"Huff... The blood of this Chrysanthemum Flame Hedgehog is really hot. Good thing I dodged in time!"

Ling Feng came down from the distance. He was the one who had just dropped from the tree and delivered the fatal strike to the Chrysanthemum Flame Hedgehog at the critical moment.

That strike seemed to have taken a lot out of him. He had probably used a Soul Skill.

"Let's keep going. This Chrysanthemum Flame Hedgehog should still be alive. We don't need its Spirit Ring, so let's leave it alive for someone else."

Si Rong said calmly.