Tang San listened dumbfounded to his teacher’s words, his face was full of surprise, “How can this be? Brother Feng’s first soul ring is the thousand-year soul ring, how could he die?”
After returning to the academy, Tang San sought out the master first and said something about the previous incident with Feng’s soul ring.
But he didn’t expect to hear such a shocking reply!
The Grandmaster sighed and said.
“That kid, Little Feng, is still too anxious, he’s so lucky, he’s such a smart person, he’s too competitive, he should have absorbed that Star-Moon Fox’s soul ring to have a few chances of surviving, but instead he absorbed that Golden Lightning Leopard’s soul ring… He’s innately full of soul power, and from your description, Little Feng, the kid is still exceptionally strong physic, but there’s no way he can withstand the Golden Lightning Leopard’s soul ring…”
“That’s at least five thousand years…although I’ve never seen such a situation, but even if he is naturally gifted, it would be difficult for him to survive…now that he is strongly holding on to absorb the soul ring, now I’m afraid that every time he uses his martial soul, it will be extremely painful and his soul power will slowly dissipate…he won’t be able to live for long at all…”
The master finished, but his face was full of sighs.
That child, if he had a teacher to teach him, I’m afraid he wouldn’t be like this!
“Then, Teacher, is there still a way to save Brother Feng?” Tang San stood up, his face a little anxious.
Brother Feng was his best friend that he grew up with!
“Hardly!”
The master shook his head, “First, use heavenly treasures to slow down the impact caused by that Golden Lightning Leopard Soul Ring, but such heavenly treasures are rare to the extreme. It can be found but not sought, perhaps the Hall of Popes possesses it, but even if it is saved, Little Feng’s soul ring will be lowered and become a hundred years, not a thousand years. Strength and potential, will also be greatly reduced… With the Martial Soul Hall, there is no way they can do such a thankless task.”
“Secondly, it would be to have a soul master of at least Soul Saint level to suppress that Golden Lightning Leopard’s soul ring for it, but again, it would be unpalatable, and even if it is restored, Little Feng’s soul ring, would still drop. Strength and potential, as well as the upper limit, would all drop. The Martial Soul Temple would likewise not do such a thing…”
Hearing his teacher finish, Tang San was also stunned.
Unexpectedly, this would be the case!
“Brother Feng, how… how long can he live?” Tang San asked in a trembling voice.
The master teacher was silent for a moment and shook his head, “At most… six or seven years, and besides, that’s if he doesn’t use his martial soul. If he uses his martial soul for a long time, it will be considerably shorter! There’s also the possibility of a violent death!”
Tang San froze in place.
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Notting City, in the Martial Spirit Hall.
It was very quiet.
Ma Xiu Nuo looked at Wang Feng with a face full of pain, tears sparkling in his eyes.
Su Yuntao was also looking at Wang Feng, and there was actually a bit of sadness in his heart.
No one had thought that this would be the case!
At this moment, however, Wang Feng suddenly said in a somewhat trembling voice.
“Bishop Uncle, is there no way that the Martial Soul Hall, can save me? Your Martial Soul Hall, being so powerful, should be able to save me from this situation, right? If you can save me, I won’t be in trouble, right?”
Bishop Jaco was dumbfounded and said, “The price of saving you is too great for you to bear. And even if you are saved, your strength, your qualifications, are far less than you were, and you will probably be lucky to still be a Soul Master by then!”
“So, kid, I’m sorry, you can’t join the Martial Soul Hall. I suggest that you don’t need to study either, go back to your village, stop using your Martial Soul, and spend the rest of your life well.”
Bishop Jaco waved his hand.
“But, how do you all know if you don’t even try?” Wang Feng walked up to Bishop Jieke and said with a thirsty face.
On his face, there seemed to be some fear, as if he had heard what Jaco and the mysterious boy had just said.
Seeing this scene, Ma Xui Noe and Su Yuntao’s hearts sank.
“There’s no need to try! Even if His Holiness the Pope were here, he wouldn’t waste resources and manpower because of you!”
Bishop Jaco looked at Wang Feng with an impatient face, “What a waste of my time! My son, you are extremely lucky, but also extremely bad, if you want to blame, blame God for not favouring you! Get out of the way!”
With that, Bishop Jaco was about to push Wang Feng away directly.
But he was stopped by the mysterious teenager next to him, “Jieke, come on.”
The mysterious teenager’s face was slightly sunken, as if he had heard the four words of His Holiness the Pope in Bishop Jieke’s mouth, and there was some discontent in his eyes.
“Yes.” Bishop Jaco froze, and then replied in a respectful voice.
The mysterious young man walked up to Wang Feng and looked at this, an older child who was just a head shorter than himself, he took out a token from his pocket and handed it to Wang Feng, saying.
“Kid, the Martial Soul Hall can’t help you. But, this token can give you some help in life, if, you can survive. I’ll give you a chance.”
Seeing this token, that Bishop Jaco was slightly stunned, “Your Highness…”
“There is no need to say more.” The mysterious youth waved his hand, “A token from the Martial Soul Hall is just that.”
Bishop Jaco let out a bitter smile.
That token was not a simple one. It was a special token of the third rank of the Martial Soul Hall, and on top of the token, apart from a long sword and a hammer, there were three pairs of wings, on either side!
Mysterious beyond belief!
Yet it allowed access to the vast majority of the city’s Soul Hunting Forest, as well as the Martial Soul Main Hall, and also allowed one to use this token to go to the Martial Soul Hall and collect a considerable amount of Golden Soul Coins!
It was also enough to make this child with a hopeless future rich for the rest of his life.
Wang Feng looked at this special token and was silent.
“Alright, let’s go.”
The mysterious teenager finally gave Wang Feng with a deep look.
He had a vague feeling that maybe, this child, he would see again. I just don’t know what will happen then.
However, at this time, seeing Bishop Jaco and his group leave, Wang Feng’s face was very lost though.
However, in his eyes, there was a flash of laughter.
That’s right, from the moment Wang Feng lit up his Soul Ring in front of Ma Xiu Nuo and Su Yuntao.