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Chapter 43

The Good Show Is About to Begin! Ma Hongjun Is Better Than Those Below! Bonus Update for 25 Monthly Tickets

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"Ahhh!!!"

"Crack!"

The Blazing Owl Eagle's bones were shattered. The moment he let go, it collapsed limply onto the ground.

At that moment.

Dai Mubai felt that all the suffering he had endured before had been worth it.

His conviction to diligently cultivate Tibetan Esoteric Vajra Zen grew even firmer.

As long as he could grow stronger, what did a little torture matter?

He did not notice at all that his long robe had been completely burned away, exposing his eye-catching Ascetic Monk Three-Piece Set.

It drew repeated glances from everyone.

Huh?

Was this

fashionable?

Not everyone could accept a Spartan exhibitionist.

Dai Mubai had yet to realize what was happening. Thinking everyone was looking at him with admiration because he had solo-killed a 2,500-year soul beast,

he confidently tossed his golden hair, convinced he looked incredibly cool.

"Dai the Boss, your clothes," Oscar reminded him.

The vain Dai Mubai froze, then hurriedly took out a fresh robe and put it on.

He crouched off to the side, too embarrassed to show his face.

I'm done for!

Just thinking about what had happened made him feel unbearably ashamed!

The battle was over.

The four teachers, including Zhao Wuji, entered the field and examined the two soul beasts.

Flender commented—

"A Blazing Owl Eagle. It suits your martial soul very well, Hongjun."

"This 2,500-year one is finished. It only has one breath left."

"As for that 7,400-year one, its age..."

"Normally, the limit for a third spirit ring is around 1,700 years."

"Hongjun, decide for yourself which one you want to absorb."

Clearly, he had heard what First Hong said earlier as well.

Anything under ten thousand years could be absorbed.

If that were true, then even the 7,400-year one was unsuitable. At the very least, they ought to find one over 9,000 years old.

But...

That was far too outrageous!

A normal soul master's fourth spirit ring was only around 5,000 years.

Ma Hongjun looked to First Hong again, seeking his opinion.

First Hong rolled his eyes.

"I'm not your father. Why do you keep looking at me?"

Ma Hongjun was not offended. He grinned and came closer.

"Isn't it because you know more, Hong Ge? Give me some advice?"

Flender's lips twitched, but in the end, he did not stop him.

He was hesitant too and needed some reference.

First Hong's mouth twitched.

Sure enough.

Most of Shrek's lot could not be trusted to keep their word.

Didn't they say they would not disturb him?

"God of Phoenix": Streamer, do me a favor and remind him to go a little higher. There are still 2,600 years between 7,400 and the limit. User "God of Phoenix" sent a gift: "God-Given Spirit Ring" ×5

Do not underestimate those 2,600 years. That was nearly the boost of two ordinary soul masters' third spirit rings, and it would provide no small enhancement to his foundation.

Fine, for your sake.

First Hong looked at Ma Hongjun and casually said—

"If it were me, with a limit of 9,999 years, I'd absorb nothing under 9,500 years."

Ma Hongjun became even more conflicted.

"So anything below ten thousand years can really be absorbed?"

"Normally, you need to be a five-ring Soul King before you can absorb a Ten Thousand Year Spirit Ring."

"Even someone else's fourth spirit ring is only around five thousand years."

"My third spirit ring is going to be 9,999 years?"

"It just doesn't feel real."

He kept babbling, making everyone's heads ache.

First Hong simply walked away to spare his ears.

Ma Hongjun could only turn his gaze toward Flender.

Flender: "..."

He had no experience with this either!

"Whether you absorb it or give it up is your own choice," Flender said earnestly. "Once you decide, do not hesitate anymore."

He kicked the ball right back.

Ma Hongjun was still hesitating, so he looked toward the others.

No one could offer him any advice.

Until—

Ma Hongjun's eyes fell on the 2,500-year Blazing Owl Eagle.

Everyone was stunned!

They had thought he was hesitating over whether to take the 7,400-year one.

But he was hesitating over the 2,500-year one too?

"Smack!"

Flender could not hold back any longer. He gave Ma Hongjun a hard slap that sent him sprawling face-first onto the ground.

"Are you trying to piss me to death?!" Flender gritted out.

Knowing he was in the wrong, Ma Hongjun got to his feet while rubbing his head.

"Buzz—"

A purple spirit ring rose from the 2,500-year Blazing Owl Eagle.

It had finally failed to hold on and breathed its last.

And that spirit ring clearly belonged to Dai Mubai.

Ma Hongjun lost his option.

He sighed regretfully and walked toward the 7,400-year spirit ring.

As for giving this one up and choosing an even higher one?

He probably had never considered it.

Having a 7,500-year spirit ring was already enough to satisfy him.

Seeing this, First Hong shrugged.

God of Phoenix, I tried to persuade him. He just wouldn't listen.

"God of Phoenix": I know, Streamer. This isn't your fault. "Nine Color Goddess": Fatty, you really are better than those below you. "God of Speed": Think about it. Back when this guy ate the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower, he slimmed down too. Didn't he just get fat again because he couldn't stop eating? "God of Phoenix": Well... it's true that I only started striving to improve after meeting Xiang Xiang. Before that, I always thought being decent was enough.

Heh.

Mr. Good Enough.

The last person like that had been beaten into crawling all over the ground by his uncle.

Ma Hongjun was not First Hong. He could not absorb a spirit ring instantly.

It took nearly an hour.

Only then did that purple spirit ring descend and settle around the martial soul Nine Heavens Rainbow Phoenix, becoming its third spirit ring.

Ma Hongjun jumped up excitedly.

"My Third Soul Skill is flight!"

"Hahahaha—"

"I can fly by myself now!"

Flender stared fixedly at Ma Hongjun, making sure he was safe and would not explode from the strain.

He let out a huge sigh of relief.

It seemed First Hong had not been lying.

Then regret set in.

A difference of 2,600 years!

If only they had looked around a little more!

As for Dai Mubai and the others, they silently made up their minds—when it was their turn, they would aim as high as First Hong told them to.

Zhu Zhuqing in particular had decided to simply let First Hong choose for her.

"What level are you now?" Zhao Wuji asked. "A 7,400-year spirit ring should have raised you quite a bit."

Ma Hongjun sensed it, then widened his eyes in disbelief!

"Level 34?!"

"I'm level 34 already?!"

"Holy shit, I'm level 34!!!"

The others were shocked too!

A 7,400-year spirit ring should not have been enough to raise him by four levels in one go.

"The Phoenix Origin had already raised you somewhat," First Hong said casually. "Everyone has rested enough. Let's keep moving."

First Hong proved his authority once more, and no one dared object.

Ma Hongjun also suppressed his excitement and rejoined the formation.

He was eager to test himself.

Come on, give him a soul beast to practice on!

That wish was soon fulfilled.

"Boom!"

An enormous figure crashed down before them. It looked like both an ape and a gorilla, its black fur shimmering with colorful luster. When it stood up, it was over fifteen meters tall.

Ma Hongjun was scared stiff!

What the hell was that thing?

"Whoosh—"

"Whoosh—"

Flender and Zhao Wuji activated Martial Soul Possession, one above and one below, blocking the way before the group while stuffing Shao Xin's candy beans into their mouths.

Li Yusong shouted in a low voice—

"Don't ask questions! Go back the way we came, now!"

Everyone snapped out of it.

But before they could move—

"ROAR!!!"

The Titan Giant Ape let out an enraged roar.

"No!" Xiao Wu suddenly cried. "Run!"

The next moment,

everyone, including Li Yusong, felt their bodies sink as immense pressure slammed them viciously into the ground.

Gravity Control Domain!

First Hong had plenty of ways to resist that crushing pressure.

But he chose a comfortable position and lay facedown on the ground too.

—If he stepped in and killed the Titan Giant Ape now, how would the show later on continue?

Let the Titan Giant Ape jump around a little longer.

The tickets haven't moved much. Without recommendations, no one will read it~

The author is so panicked!

Wuwuwu—

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