Douluo: Starting by Forging a Gun Chapter 32

"While it is true that the six types of spirit bones you mentioned are widely known in the spirit master world, there exists a far more unique type beyond those six, known as an External Spirit Bone."

"An External Spirit Bone does not refer to a specific part of the body; rather, any spirit bone that does not belong to the head, torso, or four limbs can be classified as an External Spirit Bone."

"For instance, horns on the head, claws on the hands, wings on the back, or a tail—all of these can be called External Spirit Bones."

"Naturally, this layer of scales on my body is one as well."

Oscar asked with some confusion, "Since there are so many types of External Spirit Bones, why is it that the spirit master world only recognizes the six major spirit bones, and I've never even heard of these?"

Zhao Wuji realized, "That's true. If Xiao Ao hadn't heard of them, one could say he is young and lacks experience, but I am over fifty years old, and I have never heard of these so-called External Spirit Bones either. This is truly suspicious."

Shen Feng shook his head and smiled, "What if I told you that External Spirit Bones cannot be inherited?"

Zhao Wuji was slightly stunned, "Cannot be inherited? What do you mean?"

Shen Feng began to explain, "The conditions for obtaining an External Spirit Bone are extremely harsh; they can only be obtained with a certain probability when a spirit master absorbs a spirit ring."

"Furthermore, the lower the age of the spirit beast, the lower the chance of producing a spirit bone. For ten-year or hundred-year spirit beasts, the probability is essentially zero."

"Because of this, the vast majority of the spirit master population—the one-ring spirit masters and two-ring Soul Grand Masters—are effectively barred from the possibility of obtaining one."

"As for those with higher talent, even a nine-ring Title Douluo has at most seven opportunities to obtain an External Spirit Bone."

"Most importantly, unlike the other six types of spirit bones, which can be harvested from a corpse, an External Spirit Bone becomes a permanent part of the spirit master's body once fused. It can never be removed."

"Even if you kill the owner to take the bone, you would only get a piece of ordinary bone that cannot be absorbed by anyone else."

"With only a handful of chances to obtain one, an incredibly low drop rate, and the fact that they cannot be inherited, it is no wonder that External Spirit Bones are rare and their reputation remains obscure."

After listening to Shen Feng's explanation, Zhao Wuji clicked his tongue in amazement.

"Tsk tsk, you really are a lucky kid to have obtained an External Spirit Bone when the conditions are so harsh."

"With your peerless talent, a spirit ring configuration that breaks all limits with one yellow and two purple, and a rare External Spirit Bone, I have to say, with such heaven-sent luck, you deserve to be invincible among your peers and capable of fighting those at higher levels."

Shen Feng scratched his head and smiled modestly, "Heh, it's all fate. Others can't envy that."

Oscar rolled his eyes at him, curiously stepped forward, and reached out to pinch the black scales on Shen Feng's arm.

"We certainly can't envy that, but while this armor is strong, having it constantly manifested on your skin is a bit... inhuman, isn't it?"

Shen Feng paused for a moment and chuckled, "Oh, this? I can retract it."

As he spoke, Shen Feng moved his mind, and the scales on his body quickly retracted into his skin, hiding beneath the surface.

Oscar pinched him again in surprise, "Hey, it's quite soft. I can't feel it at all."

"It's a real pity you're a man. Otherwise, if you used this stuff to pad certain areas... tsk tsk, the texture must be amazing."

Shen Feng froze for a second, then raised his foot and kicked Oscar in the rear, "Get lost! Keep your perversions away from me, don't disgust me here."

"This is battle armor, not some kind of filler implant."

Oscar was shocked, exclaiming in disbelief, "What kind of implant? Does that kind of External Spirit Bone actually exist?"

"Hiss~, that's terrifying, truly terrifying."

Shen Feng's face darkened as he immediately thought of memories from his past life, "Damn it, I suddenly don't want this External Spirit Bone anymore."

Unaware of the context, Zhao Wuji laughed heartily, "Alright, alright, stop messing around, you two."

"Xiao Feng, since these scales are your spirit bone, what is the spirit skill you obtained this time? Would you mind demonstrating it?"

Shen Feng nodded, "Sure, there's no reason I can't show you."

"Xiao Ao, stay back. The power of this skill is quite strong; be careful not to get hurt."

Oscar nodded and quickly ran away, standing twenty meters away from Shen Feng.

Zhao Wuji stood his ground with steady footsteps, not moving an inch.

Shen Feng looked at Zhao Wuji with interest, "Teacher Zhao, do you want to test my spirit skill?"

Zhao Wuji nodded, "That's right. Only by experiencing it myself can I truly understand your strength."

Shen Feng smiled slightly, "Then Teacher Zhao, be careful!"

As he spoke, purple-black lightning flickered on his right hand, and the Leiming Blade instantly appeared. One yellow and two purple spirit rings rose from beneath his feet, rhythmically circling his body.

"Third Spirit Skill: Thunder Shock!"

The next moment, the spirit power within Shen Feng surged wildly, and a ring of ultra-high-voltage purple-black lightning erupted from his body, sweeping out in all directions.

Zhao Wuji's pupils contracted sharply. He instantly entered his Martial Soul Avatar state, and his first spirit ring lit up.

"First Spirit Skill: Immovable Bright King Body."

Golden spirit power energy burst from Zhao Wuji, colliding with Shen Feng's ultra-high-voltage lightning. Amidst the flashing sparks, the more powerful Zhao Wuji was actually pushed onto the defensive.

Losing his footing, Zhao Wuji stumbled back two or three steps before he could barely steady himself.

At this moment, Zhao Wuji was surrounded by purple-black lightning, his body stiff and his limbs numb, his face filled with shock.

Oscar exclaimed, "This is the spirit skill the Ox Dragon used when it fought Uncle Zhao and the others!"

Shen Feng nodded slightly, "The principle is similar. It's an instantaneous burst of ultra-high-voltage lightning that repels everything in the vicinity while dealing significant lightning-attribute damage to the enemy, along with negative effects like stiffness and paralysis."

Zhao Wuji's spirit power surged, dispelling the lightning clinging to him, and he slowly moved his body to alleviate the numbness.

"The attack power is not small; it has already broken through my first spirit ability. The defensive performance is also quite good—it has a larger range than my first spirit ability, and its power is a notch stronger. The control effect is also quite decent; even I would be stunned for a second, and my body would be paralyzed afterward."

"Capable of attacking, defending, and controlling—the effects are quite balanced. It is a very good spirit ability."

"Xiao Feng, you've become even more of a freak!"

After hearing Zhao Wuji's critique, Oscar looked at Shen Feng in shock.

"A three-ring Soul Elder fighting a seven-ring Soul Saint, not only breaking through Teacher Zhao's first spirit ability defense but also applying a hard control for one second, with soft control lasting even longer."

"Such exaggerated attack power and control ability, with functions that outperform several others combined—it's simply invincible."

Zhao Wuji glanced at Oscar: "Xiao Ao, do you know that in the eyes of an ordinary Soul Saint like me, you are also a freak."

"Not to mention your second spirit ability, which has a massive healing capacity, your third spirit ability alone has three effects: detoxification, healing, and spirit power recovery."

"Such a terrifying all-rounder—even the spirit abilities of your teacher, Shao Xin, are not as outstanding as yours."

Oscar chuckled: "Our Shrek Academy is meant to cultivate monsters, after all. I am a small monster, and Xiao Feng is a big monster. It's only natural to be a bit of a freak."

Watching the two bickering, Shen Feng shook his head helplessly.

What freak? What monster? I am the Great Demon King who suppresses all freaks and monsters!

Forget it, I won't discourage them. I'll just keep the rest as my trump card.

As everyone knows, spirit abilities and spirit bones originate from the same source and can produce a synergy effect.

Shen Feng's naturally can as well. When the two are linked, activating the Black Scale Thunder Armor while releasing the third spirit ability can currently double the power of the ability.

A doubling of power might not seem like much, but do not forget that an External Spirit Bone is a spirit bone that can grow alongside the spirit master.

In the future, after Shen Feng becomes a Title Douluo, the synergy between the two will likely turn his third spirit ability into a super-lethal move comparable to a hundred-thousand-year spirit ability.

For example: From now on, let the world feel pain______.()

"By the way, Xiao Feng, what level are you now? Is it still the same as before, increasing by two levels at once?"

Shen Feng sensed his condition and nodded weakly: "Yeah, it's the same as before, increased by two levels. I'm at level 32 now."

A 9,999-year spirit ring already exceeds the fifth spirit ring of most Soul Kings, so it is not surprising that it could increase Shen Feng's spirit power by two levels at his current stage.

In reality, the 9,999-year Ox Dragon spirit ring provided Shen Feng with nearly two and a half levels of spirit power, but Shen Feng did not like to show off, so he didn't mention the remaining half level.

Oscar wore an "as expected" expression, sighing with a slightly lonely look: "Sigh, years of effort, and in the end, I was still surpassed by you."

"Although I knew this day would come, I really didn't expect it to arrive so soon."

Shen Feng shook his head slightly: "Xiao Ao, with our friendship over all these years, why draw such clear lines?"

"What difference does it make if my strength increases or yours does? Could it be that I wouldn't protect you?"

Oscar chuckled: "Protect, of course you'll protect me. We're the best brothers, after all."

"It's just a pity about one thing."

Shen Feng asked suspiciously: "What's a pity?"

Oscar sighed: "You're not a girl."

Shen Feng was slightly stunned, then laughed and cursed: "Go to hell, Xiao Ao. I think you're truly starving."

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Watching the two brothers with such a close bond, the corners of Zhao Wuji's mouth curled up slightly: "Youth, it's truly wonderful!"

A few days later, Zhao Wuji, accompanied by Shen Feng and Oscar, finally walked out of the Star Dou Forest.

"Two months, two whole months, we're finally out."

Seeing the clean forest not far from the Soul Hunting Town again, Oscar almost collapsed to the ground, ready to cry.

This spirit hunt lasted for two full months; it was the longest time they had spent in the Star Dou Forest since becoming spirit masters.

Two full months of poor food, poor sleep, and the constant need to be vigilant against danger—the extremely harsh environment had pushed Oscar's body and mind to their limits.

In fact, it wasn't just Oscar; even Shen Feng and Zhao Wuji looked weary and weathered.

As soon as they stepped out of the Star Dou Forest, they couldn't wait to let out a long sigh of relief.

Zhao Wuji managed to squeeze out a smile: "Let's go, cross this patch of woods, and we'll be home soon."

A flash of brilliance crossed Shen Feng's eyes: "Yes, we'll be home soon."

Oscar also immediately perked up: "Home, big meals, big beds—I need them so much."

An hour later, the three of them dragged their heavy feet to the entrance of the Soul Hunting Town.

"Young President, Young President, you've finally returned."

"If you hadn't come back, the President was about to issue a mission and send people into the Star Dou Forest to find you!"

As soon as the three of them reached the gate of the Soul Hunting Town, two guards ran over, shouting.

Shen Feng frowned slightly, pondering: "My father is looking for me? Did something happen?"

Guard A nodded: "A massive figure has arrived at our guild, specifically asking for you, Young President."

Guard B chimed in: "They've been waiting for half a month, and that big figure has already grown bored with everything fun in our guild."

Guard A continued: "The Guild Master said that if we offend that big shot, our entire Soul Hunting Guild could collapse overnight."

Guard B added: "That's why the Guild Master told us to keep a constant watch on the gate; the moment you returned, we were to have you go see him immediately."

Zhao Wuji frowned, his tone dripping with disdain: "What big shot? I wonder if he's ever heard of the name Immovable Bright King Zhao Wuji?"

"He wants to make the Soul Hunting Guild collapse overnight? I'd like to see just what kind of sacred being he is!"

With that, Zhao Wuji held his head high and chest out, taking long strides toward the town.

The two guards looked terrified and hurriedly blocked Zhao Wuji's path.

"My lord, you mustn't, you really mustn't."

"That big shot is someone even our Guild Master has to treat with extreme caution. You may have some strength, but you can't just act recklessly, can you?"

Zhao Wuji glared at them and snorted coldly: "Some strength? Is a seven-ring Soul Saint only considered to have 'some strength'?"

Soul power surged, and the aura of a Soul Saint instantly erupted from Zhao Wuji's body.

"Th-this..."

The two guards stammered for a long time, unable to get a single word out. Both of them were merely three-ring Soul Elders, and the strongest people they usually saw were the two Soul Emperors, Shen Rui and Ling Na.

When it came to experts above the level of Soul Saint, their limited discernment made it impossible for them to tell who was strong and who was weak.

"Teacher Zhao, please calm your anger."

Shen Feng stepped forward, intercepting the slightly temperamental Zhao Wuji.

"Teacher Zhao, it's better to clarify the situation first. After all, we aren't alone anymore, and in many cases, having great strength doesn't necessarily make someone a big shot."

Zhao Wuji frowned slightly, pondering for a moment: "Then ask quickly."

Shen Feng nodded, looked at the two guards, and asked: "Do you know what that big shot looks like?"