You Are Truly a Talent!

"You really are a talent, damn it!" Lao Hei said, speechless. "No wonder you have to rely on stealing other people's Spirit Rings! Bad luck!"

"A Spirit Tool? Holy crap, don't tell me this guy hid all his good stuff in there?" Ling Ren said excitedly.

Wang Feng was stunned for a moment.

Wang Feng said with a smile.

Falling from such a height, even Lao Hei would be left dizzy and vomiting blood.

Seeing this, the three of them looked at each other, unable to speak for a moment.

"That seems to be the case. New Spirit Skills usually require time to master; this kind of attack move is extremely dangerous."

It had twenty-four cubic meters of space; it was a divine artifact for storage! It was still worth keeping; wearing it on his body would look pretty cool.

Ling Ren was incredibly stunned, "How did they fall down together..."

Wang Feng, Ling Ren, and Lao Hei were stunned, looking at the books with varied expressions.

The three of them quickly walked toward the spot where the two had landed, and upon closer inspection, they were dumbfounded.

It was a gift from Grandmaster.

"So excited, could it be a token of love?"

"That guy, where is he?"

"Let go, and I can let you land safely." Li Ying was even more panicked.

"Who knows?" Wang Feng shrugged. "Didn't he say this was his new Spirit Skill? I guess he hasn't mastered it well yet, otherwise, I wouldn't have been used as a cushion."

It was quite normal.

The three of them looked at Wang Feng, sizing him up.

The two had just fallen together, but who would have thought this kid would be completely unscathed!

The corner of Li Ying's mouth twitched again.

Because these books... were clearly X-rated adult books.

"Huh, what's this?" Wang Feng glanced at Li Ying, walked over, and reached out to fumble around.

However, his physical fitness was extremely strong; even falling from a height of nearly twenty meters didn't bother him.

He certainly knew what this was; Xiao San had a famous Spirit Tool called Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges.

Lao Hei seemed to have plenty of experience, his rough hands directly searching Li Ying's body.

They hadn't even heard the two of them talking.

The three of them suddenly realized; so that was it.

Lao Hei couldn't help but look at Li Ying with a mocking expression and gave him a kick. "Are you stupid? You dare to use a Spirit Skill you haven't mastered? And you let yourself be used as a cushion? It's obvious that with this kind of move, you should let go after grabbing the enemy into the air, but you actually fell down with him? Too stupid!"

Looting the body after defeating a monster was a fine tradition.

They saw the child in the black robe dusting himself off. Seeing the three of them arrive, he grinned:

The three of them looked and gasped.

Compared to Xiao San's, this one was much worse.

Wang Feng seemed to remember something and hurriedly jumped out of the small crater he had crashed into, pointing at Li Ying inside:

He only thought to himself, do you look like you're in excruciating pain?

The whistling wind rushed past his ears; he didn't know where this brat got the strength to bind his hands and feet so tightly.

"You guys are here?"

"..." Li Ying.

Looking at this, he turned bright red and cursed at Li Ying: "You lecherous creep!"

"Brat, let go!" Li Ying roared.

But this Li Ying was miserable.

Before long, he pulled out a white circle that looked somewhat like a ring.

"Nothing useful, just these few books..." Wang Feng said regretfully. "What a pauper. I'm afraid this guy just got lucky and scavenged this Spirit Tool. If he had to buy it, he probably couldn't afford something so precious."

"Big brother, I beg you... let go." Li Ying trembled.

He was likely severely injured by now, with several broken ribs.

"Not letting go."

"You really are a talent, damn it!" Wang Feng said, dumbfounded. "Did this guy get married? With his pathetic look, someone actually married him?"

Before long, he pulled out a small pouch.

"When we fell just now, I used him as a cushion."

In the eyes of the three, in just a few seconds, the two of them slammed into the ground almost simultaneously!

He wasn't failing to master it; he was bound by this kid! He couldn't pull away at all!

But Wang Feng found it novel and quite useful for himself; he could store some sundries in it, which would be very convenient for traveling.

"Alright, I'll go first!" Wang Feng urged the three. "Otherwise, this trip really would have been for nothing..."

"Books? What kind of books?" Si Rong asked curiously.

"Hurry up, see if he has any Gold Spirit Coins on him."

"Don't be like that, the earth is our mother, let's just throw ourselves into our mother's embrace together."

"Why didn't he let you go just now?" Ling Ren asked, feeling strange. "Is this Cloud Sky Throw really a suicide Spirit Skill?"

The two did not see the scene.

Li Ying spat out another mouthful of blood, pointed at Wang Feng, and couldn't manage to say a single word.

When Li Ying jumped up holding Wang Feng, and when they fell, they were both spinning at high speed, so the three of them couldn't see clearly.

"6666, damn it, a Spirit Tool, such a precious thing, and you actually use it to store this kind of stuff?" Wang Feng laughed out loud as he looked at Li Ying, whose secret had been exposed.

Wang Feng thought to himself, if someone hunts Spirit Beasts alone, it's either because they are very strong, or they have no connections or money and can't find anyone to help. That's why they resort to such low-down tactics.

Si Rong swallowed and asked, "Are, are you okay?"

"Lao Hei, let me search him."

Hearing the words "Spirit Tool."

Lao Hei asked.

At this moment, his eyes were rolled back, blood was overflowing from his mouth, and he lay there like a dead fish.

Wang Feng and Ling Ren were watching with great interest.

"Too poor!" Lao Hei spat several times.

Boom!

"Look, isn't it right here?"

"Huh, is this Cloud Sky Throw a suicide Spirit Skill?" At this moment, Si Rong on the side suddenly said in a deep voice:

The two fell rapidly!

So Wang Feng directly channeled his spirit power into the ring, however...

A wave of air erupted!

Si Rong hurriedly shouted, "Xiao Mie might be hurt!"

"Quick, go check!"

The three of them had no spirit power left.

In reality, the two of them had fallen together.

"Calling for your daddy won't help." Wang Feng was puzzled.

This... how was he acting like nothing happened?

"There should be a few dozen Gold Spirit Coins, so it's still a bit of a harvest." Lao Hei opened the pouch and looked, his face turning black. "Why are they all Silver Spirit Coins? There are only a few Gold Spirit Coins!"

"I'm fine, just in a lot of pain all over..." Wang Feng smiled.

Li Ying was panicked.

"..."

"Xiao Mie, this isn't a ring... this should be a Spirit Tool! I didn't expect this guy to have such a precious Spirit Tool!"

Compared to the unscathed Wang Feng, this Li Ying was in a miserable state.

Seeing this ring, Li Ying struggled violently, but his body only twitched; no matter how he struggled, it was useless.

If he fell like that, he wasn't made of copper or iron, nor was he a defense-type battle Spirit Master who could take a beating... wouldn't he be crippled?

Wang Feng probed it, then moved his hand, and several thread-bound books suddenly appeared in his palm.

Lao Hei's face turned bright red as he watched.