An evil organization seizes Battle Armor

Contract Soul Ring is not a simple matter; it requires a considerable amount of mental strength as a foundation.

While the "Contract Soul Ring" method includes Meditation Method to enhance mental power, their effectiveness depends on the individual's level of cultivation.

If one's mental strength is insufficient, there are risks involved in absorbing Contract Soul Ring.

Chu Feng did not recommend that the Shrek Seven Devils Contract Soul Beast for every level they reached, as this would place too high a demand on their mental strength.

If something unexpected happens, the losses will outweigh the gains.

"Oh, I see. Then I'd better not have seven." Oscar honestly chose to lower his expectations.

We must not let greed lead us astray.

Four Contract Soul Beast are enough, and the attribute bonuses they provide are quite strong.

Just as Oscar was about to say something, Chu Feng suddenly raised his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet.

"Who's there? Show yourself!"

As soon as Chu Feng finished speaking, Tang San and the others had already summoned their Martial Soul and donned their Battle Armor.

Through this period of training, they have learned how to handle emergencies.

"How did they manage to find this out? Well, that does make sense." A voice, neither male nor female, came from the dense forest, followed by a figure in black slowly emerging.

The man in black wore a mask, making it impossible to see his face.

"Buzz..."

Soul Ring rose around the man in black, some yellow, some purple, some purple, and some black; he was actually a Seven-Ring Soul Sage.

"Soul Saint!" He flashed his Soul Ring right away; he's clearly up to no good.

"Hand over your Soul Tool Armor and tell me where you got it, and I'll spare your lives." The black-clad Soul Saint spoke contemptuously, showing no regard for Chu Feng and the others.

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng raised an eyebrow; they had actually come to seize the Battle Armor.

Were they members of that evil Soul Master organization, or did they simply hear that they were wearing Soul Tool Armor and wanted to steal it?

"Who are you?" Tang San demanded, realizing that their attempt to steal their belongings was tantamount to courting death.

"Heh, you don't need to know who I am. Just hand over your Soul Tool Armor." The man in black slowly approached, a huge Scythe appearing in his hand.

"Since you know we have Soul Tool Armor, you still dare to come over. Do you really think you can take us down?" Chu Feng crossed his arms and looked coldly at the black-clad Soul Saint.

Ma Hongjun transformed into his handsome form, tossing a fireball in his hand, "So, are Soul Saint really that powerful?"

Now, clad in Battle Armor and with their perfect teamwork, they have nothing to fear from a Soul Saint.

The black-clad Soul Saint stopped, glanced at Chu Feng and the others, then gently touched the bracelet on his arm, and a breastplate and arm guard appeared on his body.

"I also have Soul Tool Armor, though not a complete set, but it's enough to deal with you."

Upon seeing the black-clad Soul Saint using Soul Tool Armor, Chu Feng knew that this person was from that evil organization.

I didn't expect them to have their eyes on them so quickly, and they even dared to come to their door and try to steal their Battle Armor. They really have a lot of nerve.

"Where did you come from?"

"We at the Shrek Academy have Titled Douluo behind us, and this is the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. How dare you touch her?" Chu Feng pointed to Ning Rongrong behind him.

He wanted to see how the Black-Clad Soul Saint would react after hearing these things, so as to roughly understand the strength of the organization to which the Black-Clad Soul Saint belonged.

"Titled Douluo, huh? So what? You won't be able to find us then anyway."

"As for this person from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, I'll tie him up; that way, I can use him to blackmail the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

The man in black spoke with disdain, showing no regard for the title of Titled Douluo or the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Hearing these words, Chu Feng gained some understanding of the strength of the organization behind the Black-Clad Soul Saint.

There must be Soul Master behind them who is no weaker than Titled Douluo, or perhaps there is Soul Tool that can threaten Titled Douluo.

"I'm not going to waste any more words with you. Since you won't hand it over willingly, then die." The black-clad Soul Saint had lost his patience and swung his Scythe at Chu Feng and his group of eight.

The Scythe suddenly grew larger, flashing with a blood-red light, and exuding an extremely strong sense of oppression.

Chu Feng made no move, but simply said softly, "It seems your organization isn't very good either; you don't know our true situation."

He snapped his fingers, and two figures immediately sprang out of the dense forest, easily blocking the Scythe.

"Who are you!" The black-clad Soul Saint looked at the two burly men in front of him, his eyes filled with surprise.

The two burly men didn't reply. With one hand gripping Scythe, they simultaneously swung the other at the black-clad Soul Saint's Soul Guidance Breastplate.

"Bang!"

The fist slammed into the breastplate, instantly causing cracks to appear.

"Ah!" The powerful impact caused the black-clad Soul Saint to slam into the tree trunk, breaking it in two.

Chu Feng stood up, clapped his hands, and said, "You really think we're pushovers? We can get away with anything even with our hands behind our backs."

"Leader!" the two burly men greeted Chu Feng with clasped hands.

His Soul Ring began to appear, revealing him to be Eight-Ring Soul Douluo, and he was even wearing spirit guide gloves made of Soul Guidance Technology.

"Boss, what's going on?" Oscar and the others' mouths were agape, wide enough to fit an egg.

Where did these two Soul Douluo come from?

"These are our people protecting us secretly; they won't come out unless absolutely necessary."

Both of them were Soul Douluo trained by the organization, and this time they were responsible for their safety.

"Go and bring that guy over. I want to see what he's really like," Chu Feng ordered.

The two burly men nodded, then flashed to either side of the black-clad Soul Saint, grabbed him, and flashed back to Chu Feng.

Chu Feng gestured for his mask to be removed.

The burly man lifted the mask of the black-clad Soul Saint, revealing a pale face.

"Speak, where did you come from?"

"Pah, don't even think about it." The black-clad Soul Saint remained arrogant, showing no fear whatsoever.

Chu Feng remained expressionless and waved his hand lightly. Without saying a word, the burly man beside him slapped the black-clad Soul Saint across the face.

The sound of the slap echoed through the surrounding forest, instantly swelling the face of the black-clad Soul Saint.

"One last time, where are you from?"

"Hahaha, I'll be waiting for you down there. You've been spotted by us." With that, the black-clad Soul Saint bit down hard, his eyes wide, and he lost his breath.

The burly man quickly examined him and shook his head at Chu Feng, "Chief, he committed suicide by poison."

Seeing this, Chu Feng's expression turned somewhat solemn. The fact that they could so directly commit suicide by poison meant that they were either extremely loyal to the organization behind them or terrified of it.

Regardless of the situation, they all assumed that the organization behind them was definitely not simple.

"He even committed suicide. Can he be saved?" Oscar asked, summoning his Detoxification Sausage.

"He's already dead," the burly man explained.

Upon hearing this, Oscar had no choice but to take back the sausage.

"Boss, according to what he just said, more people will come to steal it. Should we go back first?" Tang San suggested, preferring to play it safe and not wanting to put himself in danger.

There's an evil organization lurking in the shadows, it's really dangerous.