Xiao Wu's Soft Bone Lock, I'm Suffocating!

The sun slowly moved westward. Sunlight shone on the Lake of Life, and dappled light shimmered on the water's surface.

A loud noise came from the woods across the lake. Leaves rustled incessantly, and thick tree trunks were pried open.

The Titan Giant Ape's massive body emerged from the forest.

With each step it took, the ground trembled. Large pits were trampled into the mud on the bank.

Xiao Wu sat on the Titan Giant Ape's shoulder. Her legs dangled in mid-air, swinging back and forth.

Upon reaching the lake, the Titan Giant Ape stopped. It bent down, placing its enormous hands flat on the ground.

Xiao Wu slid down its arm and jumped onto the grass.

She turned around and raised her hand to wave at the Titan Giant Ape.

"Er Ming, I'm about to leave. I'll come back to see you again when I have the chance." Xiao Wu's voice was loud.

The Titan Giant Ape straightened up. It raised its two thick arms and pounded its chest twice.

A muffled, thunderous sound echoed across the lake. It responded with a low growl.

The surface of the Lake of Life began to churn. The enormous head of the Sky Azure Bull Python emerged from the water.

It lowered its head, brought its nostrils close to the water's surface, and exhaled a long string of white bubbles. The bubbles burst on the lake's surface.

Xiao Wu turned around, stepped onto the grass by the lake, and jogged along.

Qin Chuan stood beside the grill. Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo sat on folding chairs, still holding unfinished spiritual fruits in their hands.

Xiao Wu stopped in front of Qin Chuan. She took a couple of breaths.

"Have you grasped it?" Qin Chuan asked directly.

Xiao Wu nodded emphatically, her face beaming with smiles.

"Hmm. I understand. I'm level 51 now." Xiao Wu said, taking a step back.

She began to reveal her Soul Ring. Soul Power circulated within her body.

Yellow, purple, black.

Five Soul Ring rose one after another from beneath her feet, floating around her body. The black, Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring in particular was very dark in color.

Qin Chuan looked at the black Soul Ring and nodded.

"What is your fifth Soul Skill?" Qin Chuan asked.

"My fifth Soul Skill is [Soft Bone Lock]," Xiao Wu answered decisively.

[It really is this skill.]

A picture automatically appeared in Qin Chuan's mind.

He had read the original novel and knew what the Soft Bone Lock was. This move belonged to close combat, where the legs were used to clamp the enemy's neck, similar to a scissor kick.

"Director, would you like me to demonstrate my new skill?" Xiao Wu took a step forward, revealing two small tiger teeth, and looked at Qin Chuan with a grin.

"A demonstration? Sure." Qin Chuan agreed.

Xiao Wu nodded. The black Soul Ring beneath her feet glowed.

With her Soul Skill activated, Xiao Wu's body jerked upwards, leaping directly into the air.

She didn't go anywhere else, but jumped straight towards Qin Chuan.

Xiao Wu twisted her body in mid-air. Her two long legs split open and clamped down on Qin Chuan's upper body.

As she landed, her legs locked around Qin Chuan 'Qin Chuan neck, crossing and fastening behind his head.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Wu reached down with both hands and grabbed one of Qin Chuan's arms, pulling them back forcefully.

"Look, that's it." Xiao Wu sat on Qin Chuan's shoulders, demonstrating and explaining loudly.

"Use your legs to bind the opponent's neck, and your hands to grab one of their arms; this will completely immobilize the enemy."

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo sat to the side, forgetting to eat the spiritual fruits in their hands.

They watched as Xiao Wu rode on Qin Chuan's shoulders, with Qin Chuan's head sandwiched between two chopsticks.

This pose is really rare.

Chrysanthemum Douluo felt he had nowhere to look. He coughed and turned his head to stare at the leaves of the trees beside him.

Ghost Douluo looked down at the grass on the ground, pretending to study its texture.

Qin Chuan's neck was tightly gripped by Xiao Wu's legs. He was having some difficulty breathing and felt like he couldn't catch his breath.

"No, Xiao Wu, are you using me as a demonstration?" Qin Chuan patted Xiao Wu's calf.

"Yes. Don't worry, I know my limits. I didn't use any force." Xiao Wu said smugly from above.

"Okay, okay. Get down now, I'm suffocating," Qin Chuan said irritably.

Xiao Wu loosened her legs, braced herself against Qin Chuan's shoulders, and jumped off his back. She landed steadily on the grass and clapped her hands.

Qin Chuan touched his neck.

He wondered if this move would be just as effective if he used it in his room.

On the surface, Qin Chuan still praised him, "That move is really good. It's very useful in close combat."

Xiao Wu was delighted. "Of course."

Qin Chuan took a step forward, looked at Xiao Wu, and then at Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo who were still pretending to be blind.

"In that case, I'll demonstrate my Seventh Soul Skill as well," Qin Chuan said.

"Your Seventh Soul Skill?" Xiao Wu blinked, looking at Qin Chuan.

Upon hearing this, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo both turned their heads back.

They looked at Qin Chuan; wasn't his Seventh Soul Skill the Martial Soul Avatar?

A typical Martial Soul Avatar simply transforms into the appearance of the Martial Soul, increasing attributes. There's nothing particularly special about it.

"You'll find out soon enough," Qin Chuan said, without offering a direct explanation.

He just acquired his Seventh Soul Skill today, and he hadn't even tried out the accompanying abilities himself. He'd give it a shot right here.

Qin Chuan took a deep breath.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar!" Qin Chuan shouted.

His Soul Power erupted instantly. A layer of golden light shot up from beneath his feet.

Golden Soul Power enveloped his entire body, the light swirling across his skin.

Qin Chuan's appearance has changed somewhat.

His facial features became more defined, and he looked even more handsome.

A mask of the God of Drama Mask appeared out of nowhere on his face.

The mask covered the upper half of his face, revealing only his eyes and mouth, and the edges of the mask had some strange patterns.

The golden light slowly faded. Qin Chuan stood there, his clothes fluttering in the wind.

Xiao Wu tilted her head, looking left and right.

"Hmm. Apart from becoming a little more handsome and wearing a strange mask, nothing particularly special has happened," Xiao Wu said frankly.

Qin Chuan did not respond.

However, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo standing to the side changed their expressions.

They are Titled Douluo, capable of sensing changes in aura.

The moment Qin Chuan put on the mask, Chrysanthemum Douluo sensed something was wrong.

A very strange aura emanated from Qin Chuan. This aura had no murderous intent, but it made people feel uneasy.

Ghost Douluo clenched his fist. He felt his Soul Power circulation speed slow down by half a beat.

Qin Chuan glanced at them.

"Don't panic. I'm about to use a special ability. Everyone, please keep watch on our surroundings," Qin Chuan said.

"Okay." All three nodded in unison.

Qin Chuan sat down cross-legged on the spot. He closed his eyes, placed his hands on his knees, and began to gather his Soul Power.

This ultimate ability requires a three-minute channeling time. During this time, the user cannot move or be interrupted. He must be completely focused.

Qin Chuan sat motionless on the ground.

Three people stood around him, forming a circle, protecting him in the middle.

They began to observe Qin Chuan.

A minute passed. Qin Chuan was still sitting.

Chrysanthemum Douluo leaned closer to Ghost Douluo and muttered in a low voice.

"Old Ghost. Strange. What kind of Soul Skill takes so long to cast? Ordinary Soul Skill can be cast instantly."

Ghost Douluo nodded.

"Yeah, judging from his posture, it's like he's refining Soul Ring. He doesn't even move an inch," said Ghost Douluo.

Xiao Wu also came over. She was very puzzled.

"What kind of Soul Skill is it that can last so long? Could he be too tired and just fall asleep sitting up?" Xiao Wu looked at Qin Chuan's face.

The three of them stood there waiting, none of them daring to make any loud noise.

Two minutes passed.

A breeze blew by the lake, rustling the leaves. Qin Chuan's breathing was steady, and his eyes remained closed beneath the mask.

It was almost three minutes in.

A sudden "buzzing" sound emanated from Qin Chuan's body.