Nine Years of Compulsory Education

At the foot of a small, rocky hill a hundred meters high, Ling Yi, Ji Ze, and the others stood in a three-in-four-out formation, tensely confronting the Soul King opposite them.

The three Soul Elder, Ji Ze, Kui Long, Joshua, led the way, while Ling Yi and the other three Grand Soul Master stood in the back row.

Standing in the center, Ling Yi could even feel his teammates on either side trembling uncontrollably or trying to suppress the urge to tremble.

"..."

After a deathly silence, Ji Ze tried to calm himself and tentatively said:

"Your... Your Excellency Soul King, I... I don't know if there's some misunderstanding between us?"

"Misunderstand?"

There was no strange "hehehe" laughter, nor was it a hoarse voice; it was just the deep voice of an ordinary man.

The young man was of average appearance, average build, and average clothes. If it weren't for the dazzling white, yellow, and purple Soul Ring under his feet, he would probably go unnoticed in a crowd.

But this ordinary young man, who looked to be no more than thirty years old, possessed a bloodthirsty aura so intense it was almost liquefied.

Yes, this is Ling Yi's perspective, his mental perspective.

To Ji Ze and the others, the person in front of them did not seem to be intimidating them with his Soul King Rank Soul Power and Aura, but when his eyes were fixed on them, everyone felt the stiffness of Xiao Bai being stared at by a fierce tiger.

Ling Yi maintained the same panic and fear as Ji Ze and the others on his face, but his eyes were scanning his surroundings, thinking of a way to break the deadlock.

Under the premise of ensuring his Life safety, Ling Yi still hoped to save the lives of Ji Ze and the others to the best of his ability.

The previous few had no choice but to make a move against a Soul King who was secretly attacking. Ling Yi could only ensure that he wouldn't be the one dragged away.

But during this standoff, Ling Yi compared the combat strength of both sides...

"Damn it!"

He silently uttered a single word, and a sudden wave of helplessness washed over Ling Yi. His teammates were hopeless; he couldn't carry the team.

"Or... should I just stay anonymous?"

In the blink of an eye, Ji Ze said again, "Lord Soul King, my father, Mordo Liao, the finance minister of ' Suotuo City,' is also a Soul King, and my maternal grandfather is from ' Barak City '..."

Ling Yi: "..."

"Hehe..."

While Ling Yi remained silent, the young Soul King opposite him inexplicably laughed. Although he was laughing, the killing intent in his eyes was more intense than ever before!

At that moment, Ling Yi made a decisive move, taking out two small, fist-sized, gray-black iron balls from the Storage Soul Tool on his wrist and smashing them down forcefully.

The target wasn't the Soul King opposite them, but the small hill beside them.

Ling Yi hadn't been without any spoils of war on the previous imperial battlefields; the bracelet-shaped Storage Soul Tool on his wrist was one of them, containing a cubic meter of space.

It must be said that war generally means huge profits for the victor!

"Boom--!!!"

The huge explosion suddenly occurred, stunning Ji Ze and his friends, and also making the Soul King on the other side look surprised and retreat more than ten meters.

"Scatter and run!"

Ling Yi held the vine-like "Blue Silver Grass" Martial Soul in his hand, and lashed it out in the air like a whip with a loud crack, startling the others and shouting loudly.

The next second, a large number of broken rocks, some large and some small, collapsed from the nearby hillside with a rumbling sound, heading straight towards the space between Ling Yi and the others and the Soul King.

Judging from the location, it's the spot where the young Soul King stood before.

Twenty meters away, the young Soul King looked at the spot where he had just stood, now covered by fallen rocks, a strange glint in his eyes: 'Is it a coincidence?'

On the other side, Ji Ze and the others, as if waking from a dream, immediately identified a direction and scattered towards the Sena City in the west, fleeing for their lives, after being reminded by Ling Yi.

Ling Yi was also among the fleeing crowd, running wildly with the tide. Whenever his stamina "should" be decreasing, he would use "Abundant Vitality" on himself to replenish his stamina.

With the enhancement of his Soul Skill, Ling Yi 'barely' kept up with Ji Ze's speed. The two were only fifty or sixty meters apart, with Ji Ze in front and Ling Yi behind.

"No... Ah—!!"

Just then, a shrill scream suddenly rang out several hundred meters to Ling Yi's left, but then abruptly stopped.

Although they had only spent a short time together, Ling Yi to discern the other party's identity from that brief cry.

Deputy Captain of the Patrol Team, Agility Attack System Soul Elder — Kui Long!

The gap in raw strength meant that even Kui Long, who was known for his speed, could not escape defeat, which made Ji Ze, who was gritting his teeth and sprinting forward, feel extremely anxious.

He wanted to turn back and give it his all, but reason told him that it would just be suicide.

Forty-seven meters behind Ji Ze, Ling Yi precisely controlled his speed. Earlier, when they were running separately, he had guided Ji Ze, the captain, to run towards areas with more "Blue Silver Grass".

Fortunately, they were now within a hundred miles of "Sena City". Ling Yi had previously been to the vicinity with another patrol team.

Therefore, when Ling Yi saw the ground covered with "Blue Silver Grass", he felt much more at ease.

At least, if we have to resort to desperate measures later, having all this "Blue Silver Grass" on the ground can at least reduce the damage or maintain our own vitality.

"Although I've tested it with Jiang Yuan, actually fighting a Soul King is a completely different experience—"

For some reason, Ling Yi suddenly felt a surge of excitement and agitation.

Over the years, Ling Yi had actually taken to the field quite a few times. From learning basic weaponry and combat skills from Master Huang, a disabled veteran, in North Mouth River Town, to joining the Northern Cold Wind Grand Camp and sparring with Jiang Yuan, who was then a captain of the Soul Ancestor, and later with the appearance of his friends Zhang Mufeng, Long Yin, and Qingqiu Xin, Ling Yi had dabbled in both fist and foot techniques as well as weapons.

His learning ability is exceptional, profound, broad, and comprehensive, requiring no further explanation.

If the newcomer were a Soul King with Soul Ring Configuration, Ling Yi would generally not choose to go all out and would instead use his full power to escape using "Flying Over Grass".

However, Ling Yi had secretly compared the power of the Fallen Soul King, who was composed of one white, one yellow, and three purple items, when he unleashed his Third Soul Skill. With his current strength of nearly three thousand jin, he could easily break through a half-step Spirit Refinement level weapon by wielding it head-on.

Even if the opponent's Fifth Soul Ring is eight or nine thousand years old, and the power of the Soul Skill is several times stronger, Ling Yi also has Semi-Self-Created Soul Skill that can enhance his combat power!

Not to mention that Ling Yi's Storage Soul Tool also contains two sets of secret weapons, one overt and one covert. Their destructive power is not at the Soul King Rank, but it is already a regular ultimate move among Soul Elder.

Just like those two gray-black iron balls that were thrown out earlier, they were hand grenades that Ling Yi had been tinkering with over the years.

Before the cleanup campaign was launched on the internet in my previous life, there were many other "good things" besides pornography that people shared.

Whether it's teaching you how to make *** and *** step by step, or using ordinary items from daily life to make ***, it's all presented openly and legitimately.

When Ling Yi can use the vines of "Blue Silver Grass" to replace his own hands and is just as dexterous, the chemistry knowledge he learned during his nine years of compulsory education sees the light of day again.

Leaving aside common materials like saltpeter, sulfur, and charcoal, the process involves using vegetable oils to saponify and produce sodium/potassium salts of higher fatty acids and glycerol... In short, making a small amount of yellow, oily, transparent liquid is just a matter of trying a few times.

Nobel only has one Life, while Ling Yi's "Blue Silver Grass" Martial Soul vines can regenerate at any time.

Unfortunately, this is a world containing extraordinary power. Although the power of the "Big Treasure" has not diminished, it is just an inanimate object in the face of the power of the Martial Soul system, and can only be used as a demolition tool.

Any Soul Skill with a blocking effect could easily deflect this thing, just like when Ling Yi vines to control it from a distance.

If Ling Yi wanted, he could even handcraft an M134, but in this world with rule-based Soul Skill like "Teleportation" and "Invincible Golden Body," unless it's a "giant mushroom," it wouldn't be of much significance.

Instead of focusing on these external things in the early stages, it would be more meaningful to cultivate oneself and then directly pilot a 'Gundam' when one reaches the Soul Saint level!

"Let me... have a good... good... test... what level I am on in the Douluo Continent now—"

A series of thoughts flashed through Ling Yi's mind, but his face remained resolute as he shouted loudly to Ji Ze in front of him:

"Ji Ze—! Don't look back—! Run—!"

Ling Yi shouted, and once again took out three homemade grenades from the Storage Soul Tool on his wrist, and smashed them in different places to his left rear.

-_-|| I almost forgot, there's another chapter to update today~

The update tomorrow morning will be delayed until before noon.

Okay, that's all~