A Friendly Spar
Electrolux explained with a somewhat solemn expression. Huo Yuhao began to understand the deeper meaning behind it, and also why his attempts had yielded no results.
It was like modifying a cultivation technique. He could not alter it until it no longer had any connection to the original technique at all. The person cultivating was still the same, but could that still be called modifying the technique?
Huo Yuhao examined the soul rings once more. Indeed, his goal was to improve strength more effectively, not to abolish soul rings entirely.
Every ten levels, one could use certain resources to rapidly increase one's strength and even learn an ability. That system was not bad.
Previously, soul beasts had faced the risk of disappearing, but now that Soul Spirits existed, that concern was gone as well. Researching cultivation without soul rings had lost its meaning.
After a busy day, Huo Yuhao could not help marveling at Xu Sanshi's nerve. He actually wanted to spar with Bei Bei.
He had invited Huo Yuhao to act as referee and protect them as well, in case they failed to hold back during the battle.
Xu Sanshi's Soul Power had already reached rank seventy. His seven soul rings—six black and one red—floated around him. Combined with his Three-Word Battle Armor and Black-Rank Mecha, he was enough to rival a Titled Douluo.
"Bei Bei, don't blame me for not warning you. My martial soul has recently advanced to Ultimate Water. Combined with my seventh soul skill, Martial Soul Avatar, even ordinary Super Douluo might not be my match."
Bei Bei stared blankly at the arrogant Xu Sanshi. He had nearly believed Xu Sanshi had come for a fair spar.
In reality, that bastard knew he was injured and wanted to take advantage of his