Douluo: My soul rings are all elves

As Tang San took all the Blue Silver Grass back into his palm, Huang Hong also released the possession of the martial spirit. He breathed out secretly in his heart, but his face didn't show much thought as he taught:

"Tang San, you're good, I didn't expect you to be able to break my Earth Bear Covering Armor with just your first spirit ring skill.

It seems that the spirit ring you obtained is not only very suitable for your martial spirit blue silver grass, but also has a long life.

But don’t get carried away, my second soul skill is an attack skill, I didn’t use it because I was afraid of hurting you.

You can't relax in your soul cultivation just because you got a little chance of victory with me today. "

Tang San quickly agreed humbly:

"Thank you, Director Huang, for showing mercy. I will definitely remember your teachings and work harder to practice."

"Okay, then you two go back... uh."

Director Huang nodded with satisfaction and was waving his hand to let the two of them leave when suddenly his expression changed and his body began to twitch violently involuntarily.

"Ah, what's going on with me? Tang San, what have you done to me? Please make me stop."

"This……"

Tang San was startled when he saw Huang Hong's strange expression, and immediately made an inference in his mind.

Director Huang's current appearance is somewhat similar to Boss Qian's signs of snake venom attack.

But it seems that the situation of smoking is much worse than that of Boss Qian...

Tang San was still secretly speculating in his heart, but Qian Bing, who had been standing by and watching them try to recruit, was the first to speak.

"This is white snake flower poison. My Bibi bird suffered from this kind of symptoms after being poisoned. He lost control of his body and his whole body twitched violently.

It seems that your martial spirit, Blue Silver Grass, has completely inherited all the characteristics of the snake root and thorns. It is not only extremely tough, highly aggressive, but also highly poisonous. It is truly a perfect control-type martial spirit. "

"White snake venom?"

Tang San received Qian Bing's reminder and immediately realized that Director Huang's symptoms were indeed more like those caused by white snake flower poison.

Although Datura snake venom can also cause people to lose control of their muscles and tremble all over, the speed of attack and the amplitude of tremors are not so fast or large.

Tang San originally saw that the White Snake Flower did not grow in the Blue Silver Grass, thinking that it had not inherited the highly toxic properties of the Snake Root Thorns, and felt a little regretful in his heart.

But now that he saw the abnormality in Huang Hong's body, this regret was gone.

I sigh that this soul ring is simply amazing!

"However, it shouldn't be that simple for your Bluesilver Grass to trigger the toxin. It was probably Director Huang who was careless at first and pricked his hand with a sharp thorn, and the toxin was injected into his body from the wound on his hand."

Tang San nodded.

"Well, very likely."

Qian Bing and Tang San had only discussed it for a few words before Huang Hong's twitching became more and more severe, almost jumping up and down on the playground.

what! ! !

If this look is seen by other students, then I, as the dean, will lose my face!

Although Huang Hong lost control of his body, his mind was still clear. Seeing himself like this, he felt extremely ashamed.

He hurriedly shouted to Tang San:

"Hey, you two, don't just talk, please help me get rid of the poison first."

After hearing Huang Hong's reminder, the two of them felt that they seemed a bit ignorant and immediately stopped talking.

Tang San raised his hand to summon the Blue Silver Grass martial spirit again, and after a moment of induction, a blade of grass that was more blue-green than the Blue Silver Grass itself stretched out from his palm.

The spike on the top was obviously much longer than the others, and when Huang Hong exclaimed, it pierced his fat buttocks.

"what!"

"Mom!"

Huang Hong was not possessed by a martial spirit at this time, so his pain tolerance was naturally greatly reduced. As he screamed like a slaughtering pig, the twitching in his body gradually stopped.

As soon as the poison in Huang Hong's body was relieved, he felt that he was embarrassed in front of these two students. He didn't want to stay for a moment and ran away as fast as he could.

……

For the next period of time, Qian Bing's college life was very peaceful.

He had classes in the morning, practiced in the afternoon, and went to bed early at night to enter the elf world to train the elves. Half a year passed in a blink of an eye.

It was a Saturday morning, but Qian Bing got up much earlier than usual.

Thanks to the spirit of the elf ball in his right hand that continuously sent him a stream of heat during this period, it was equivalent to Qian Bing practicing passively all the time.

In addition, Qian Bing secretly memorized the Xuantian Gong route that had been running in his body several times when Tang San was treating his poisonous injuries.

He operated his soul power according to this route. Although he did not feel any particularly significant changes in his body, he still accelerated the speed of his soul power cultivation by two or three points.

With the accumulation of advantages in these two aspects, Qian Bing's cultivation speed greatly increased, and he even surpassed Tang San by a long way, reaching the peak of level 19 soul power much earlier than him.

Before he fell asleep last night, Qian Bing's soul power had shown faint signs of upgrading. It was not easy for him to suppress the urge to continue to grow his soul power until now.

He raised his upper body and looked around. Seeing that the students from Qishe around him were all sleeping soundly, Qian Bing tiptoed out of bed.

He groped his way out of the door in the darkness, and ran towards the woods next to the playground.

Qian Bing knew that in more than half an hour, Tang San would get up to practice, so he had to move faster.

As soon as he rushed into the woods, Qian Bing found a hidden corner and sat down cross-legged.

A thought in his mind urged the Elf Ball Spirit to increase the output of its soul power. At the same time, he also made the soul power in his body run crazily according to the Xuantian Technique route in his memory.

The soul power flows faster and faster in Qian Bing's veins, and it will increase by one point every week.

At the same time, the spirit of the Poké Ball in the palm of his hand continued to introduce streams of heat, and finally his soul power, which was originally like a trickle, grew into a vigorous stream.

The stream continued to rush forward, and with a "rumbling" sound, it seemed to break through an invisible barrier, successfully pushing Qian Bing's soul power, which was already on the verge of promotion, to level 20.

At the moment when his soul power was promoted, Qian Bing felt his vision go dark. When he came to his senses again, he found that his thoughts seemed to be pulled into the mysterious sea of ​​consciousness.

He felt that his whole body was surrounded by familiar blazing flames, and his right hand was hot. The naughty spirit of the Poké Ball left his hand and flew into the sea of ​​fire.

The flames instantly swelled, and the surrounding temperature soared, making Qian Bing sweat like rain and unbearable.

The spirit of the elf ball didn't seem to be afraid of the high temperature at all. Instead, it flew more happily in the flames, and finally flew into the depths of the sea of ​​fire.

After a while, Qian Bing felt that the flames around him began to slowly fade after the elf ball flew in. It was unknown whether the energy was absorbed by the elf ball or other abnormal changes occurred.

Soon, the flames all shrank together and turned into a red ball the size of a washbasin in the void.

Through the firelight, Qian Bing saw two black shadows moving freely among them. He didn't know what they were.