You, aren't you a support system master?

Lao Hei is a simple, burly man; to put it simply, he is an honest person... The boy's rhetoric was clearly just messing with them. Lao Hei actually believed it... Wang Feng let go, and the youth slammed directly into a distant tree, leaving a human-shaped imprint. "Hahahaha, you, a support-type Spirit Master, dare to ask me for Gold Spirit Coins?" Wang Feng was positioned quite far away, as he belonged to the recovery type and stayed away from the battle circle, about twenty or thirty meters from them. Beside the Thorn Purple Spirit Vine, a youth with a playful smile on his face was standing, a hint of smugness in his eyes. "I possess the Cangying Martial Spirit, and I am currently at full spirit power and full condition. Little brat, do you still want Gold Spirit Coins now?" Ling Ren was also unable to rush over immediately. A powerful aura emanated from the youth, and he looked as if he were an eagle spreading its wings to take flight; no wonder his speed had been so incredibly strange just now. Forcibly seizing a Spirit Ring was indeed despicable, and there was no one else around to see it. "Then what else can we do?" After Si Rong finished speaking, Ling Ren and Lao Hei fell silent. He was a recovery-type Spirit Master whose combat power was almost zero, and he was so young; if they didn't protect him and the youth hurt him later, who would bear the responsibility? They could only watch helplessly as the youth soared like an eagle spreading its wings, seemingly about to capture the prey below. A Martial Spirit suddenly appeared behind him, and then two yellow Spirit Rings rose from his body. Ling Ren looked at the boy coldly. Seeing this, the three of them changed expressions. "If you discovered it first, why didn't you hunt it?" Lao Hei said in a deep voice, "Why wait until after we made our move?" The timing of this youth's strike was too critical! It happened just as they had finished defeating the Thorn Purple Spirit Vine, were immersed in the joy of victory, and had no spirit power left! Wang Feng's hand seemed to enter bullet time in an instant, quietly grabbing the youth's arm first, and then Wang Feng shifted his body to the side. The youth sneered, "I really envy how naive you can be. Little brat, if you could see the situation clearly, you wouldn't say such stupid things." "You really refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. Fine, I'll teach you a lesson, you little brat!" One thousand Gold Spirit Coins was indeed a bit exaggerated. "There's no help for it, I just wanted to wait before making a move to recover some spirit power. I didn't expect you to make your move first; you can't blame me for that." In an instant, the three of them, including Si Rong, were completely stunned! Lao Hei, Si Rong, and Ling Ren stood frozen in place. "I have very little spirit power left..." Lao Hei shook his head. He felt that this Sister Si Rong had truly sharp insight, as she thought exactly the same as he did—impressive, truly impressive! The three of them gave a wry smile. Si Rong was startled and shouted in a hurry, wanting to use a spirit skill to trap the youth, but she couldn't even activate her own Martial Spirit. In this day and age, there were no mobile phones to record evidence of crimes, so what could they do to him? "Kid, do you know that forcibly taking someone else's Spirit Ring is a very low-down thing to do?" Whoosh! The youth looked at Ling Ren in surprise, "But we discovered this Thorn Purple Spirit Vine first, didn't we? It's just that we couldn't help it, you guys got to it first, so this doesn't count as stealing..." After speaking, the youth's body shook violently. "This person should be a student from a high-level Spirit Master academy." The sudden turn of events left all four of them stunned! Sure enough, upon hearing this, the youth's expression changed, and he said coldly: Wang Feng, standing behind, couldn't help but shake his head upon hearing this. "Careful!" At this moment, Wang Feng walked up and asked: Right now, they could only watch helplessly as a deep yellow Spirit Ring lit up on the body of the Purple Spirit Vine... but it was not one she could absorb! A side kick! Generally, hunting an eight-hundred-year-old spirit beast like this would cost at most one hundred coins in total expenses. Sure enough, the boy laughed a few times and said: "Is that so?" Who would have thought that the youth would first be stunned, then look at Wang Feng with disdain, "You want Gold Spirit Coins, right? Catch!" A spirit beast's Spirit Ring can only be absorbed by the person who killed it! As he spoke, the youth took a Gold Spirit Coin from his bosom and threw it directly at Wang Feng! Boom! It was very clear that he alone could not have defeated this Thorn Purple Spirit Vine, which was why he had done this on purpose! The youth was about twenty years old, wearing quite luxurious clothes, looking like an academy student, and he had a fierce, fearless aura about him. Lao Hei suddenly exerted his last bit of spirit power, roared, leaped high, and caught the Gold Spirit Coin directly with his palm. "You... you... aren't you... a support-type... Spirit Master? How... how is your strength... so great? Rua... ugh..." Ling Ren was also anxious just watching. Si Rong watched quietly, her eyes extremely cold. Si Rong stared at the youth and said in a low, cold voice, "He should be at level thirty, preparing to hunt a spirit beast himself to meet his graduation requirements. Looking at his appearance and situation, there's no mistake." This figure was extremely fast, striking just as the three were exhausted; the speed was so fast that the three of them couldn't react at all before the Purple Spirit Vine was killed and its Spirit Ring lit up. "Xiao Mie, let it go." Lao Hei simply bandaged the wound on his hand and said in a low voice. Seeing this, the three of them let out a cry of surprise, thinking to themselves that it was bad! Si Rong's footsteps halted; she had only taken two steps and was still quite a distance from the Purple Spirit Vine. This kick landed directly on the youth's stomach, as if it had kicked out his overnight meal; he felt a piercing pain rise from his lower abdomen and spread throughout his entire body... Seeing this, the three of them sighed repeatedly. Wang Feng snorted coldly, "If he doesn't give the Gold Spirit Coins, we'll just stay here. If he dares to absorb the Spirit Ring, we'll mess with him! Anyway, the Spirit Ring will disappear after an hour." After speaking, the youth leaped high, his claws like wings, diving from the air with extreme speed! "It can't count." An incredibly swift strike! Si Rong shook her head and said helplessly, "He killed it first, so I can't absorb the Spirit Ring. Besides, it's not appropriate to fight him right now. Our combat power is currently zero, and this traitor has been watching from the side for who knows how long, resting and building up his strength, while we know nothing about his capabilities. If we fight, we will be the ones to suffer." Wang Feng narrowed his eyes, neither dodging nor retreating, watching as the youth attacked him; the speed was so fast that in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of him! After speaking, he stood beside the Purple Spirit Vine, motionless. It can be used for scouting information and many other purposes. But at this critical moment, the youth's hands had not yet grabbed Wang Feng's shoulders. Only a stuttering voice could be heard coming from the human-shaped imprint on the big tree: Ling Ren's expression was gloomy, "Could it be that we just watch him steal your Spirit Ring? It was so hard to find a suitable one! If we just give up like this, who knows how long it will take to find another!" "Although there is still Xiao Mie, he is only a recovery-type Spirit Master. His spirit power is probably gone just like ours, and he can't activate his Martial Spirit to recover us. It wouldn't be safe for him if a fight broke out." An entire afternoon of fighting, just for this one spirit beast, only to have it stolen—who could stand that? "Then what should we do, Sister Si Rong?" Yes, what else could they do? It was impossible for them to absorb the Spirit Ring. If they fought, they would inevitably be the ones to suffer, and it would involve the innocent Xiao Mie, which wouldn't be fair or safe for him either. The youth had considerable strength; this Gold Spirit Coin shot over with a whistling sound! It made the big tree sway precariously! It slammed into it with a violent noise! "Alright." This Cangying Martial Spirit, although not strong in power, was extremely fast! Wang Feng walked up a few steps and said, "Don't play those tricks. You stole the Spirit Ring, so you have to compensate us somehow. I won't say much, one thousand Gold Spirit Coins. If you can take them out, this Spirit Ring is yours; if you can't, don't even think about leaving here today." It is very dangerous for a Spirit Master to absorb a Spirit Ring; once attacked, the consequences are dire. Wang Feng nodded repeatedly. But in his hand, there was an extra bright red scar. "You guys aren't just going to let it go, are you? This guy is too despicable; how can you guys tolerate this?"