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Chapter 75 Laying the Foundation

"Don't try to fight a war of attrition with me!"

Qingqing was not old, but had rich combat experience. After detecting Qin Chuan's combat strategy, he let out a sweet voice. A slight bracelet on his left hand and a green long sword appeared immediately. She held it in her hand. The girl stepped on the ground with her right foot, and a white light flashed under her feet. Her body was like a arrow of a full moon, rolling up a large afterimage and shuttled over to fight Qin Chuan.

"Good come!"

Qin Chuan yelled, his braver and more battles, without fear. His body swayed, and a large ray of thunder flashed around his body with him as the center, like a dragon and a snake, and the sizzling sound made him feel daunting.

"Bang!"

Amid the air-conditioning sounds of countless people, the long sword and the long sword fought fiercely. The two forces exploded instantly, stirring up large ripples. The gravel on the ring splashed and swept around. This time, more people were affected, and screams and curses came one after another.

"Plop!"

The two teenagers flew upside down at the same time, falling to the ground, both of whom were seriously injured.

Holding the pain in his body, Qin Chuan barely stood up and gasped.

At this time, the voice of the Ape King appeared in his mind, "Boy Qin, your soul power has been exhausted. Do you need me to lend you some?"

It has always seen the fierce battle between Qin Chuan and the girl, and it knows that Qin Chuan is at the end of his strength.

"Thank you, Senior Ape King, I can hold on." Qin Chuan shook his head and struggled to stand up.

This time he went to the ring to fight the soul to let Wen Sha find out his flaws from his battle and then carry out targeted practice. If he simply wants to win, why bother him? Wouldn't it be easier to summon the Ape King directly and crush it?

But, in that case, what's the point of winning?

"Ahem..."

At this time, the girl Qingqing also stood up. She coughed gently, and a trace of blood flowed down from the mask, making her long gown red.

"Girl, what's the point here? Even if we tie the game." Qin Chuan had a good impression of this girl and did not want to really hurt her.

"Grandpa said that fighting with others will only produce two results, either win or lose, without a draw." The girl's eyes flashed, she slashed her sword in her chest, and said firmly: "I want to defeat you."

"This is probably a bit difficult."

Although Qin Chuan did not take the victory or defeat too seriously, it was absolutely impossible to let him admit defeat like this. He smiled and placed the Fenghuo Knife in front of his chest, barely gathering the last bit of soul power in his body.

At this moment, there was a silence in the huge Soul Fighting Hall, and everyone held their breath.

They all want to know who will win in the end, the two teenage geniuses.

"Enough, Qing'er, don't beat him."

The old man came to the edge of the ring at some point, and he looked up at the girl.

"But, grandpa..." Qingqing wanted to speak, but his internal organs were overturned at this moment. The mask of "Crazy" was shattered halfway, revealing the girl's tall nose and cherry mouth, and blood was still stained with the corners of her mouth.

The old man shook his head, rushed to the ring with his toes, and he took out a pill from his arms and fed it to the girl and said, "There is a mountain with a high mountain. The mainland has never lacked geniuses. I am too anxious. I should let you practice for a few more years."

After saying that, he looked at Qin Chuan and bowed: "My friend, thank you for your mercy."

Qin Chuan was slightly stunned, not understanding the meaning of the old man's words.

"This old guy is amazing. He is a high-star soul king. His strength is no worse than that of me. However, he has hidden injuries in his body and may not be able to live for a few years." The old ape king said calmly.

Qin Chuan suddenly realized that since he was the Gaoxing Soul King, he would definitely be able to detect the existence of the Ape King. The sentence just now was actually said to the Ape King.

"Grandpa, wow!" The girl rushed into the old man's arms and cried bitterly.

She couldn't accept the fact that she was defeated.

"Good Qing'er, let's go, grandpa will find you a place to heal you."

The old man didn't stop, and left as he said that the girl was flashing and disappeared.

"The winner is the sword soul!" The woman's voice was conveyed from the iron horn.

"This young hero, I don't know which sect you are from? Are you willing to be a guest elder in our palace? We are willing to pay a lot of money to hire you! If you think clearly, here is my famous post!" A smart person immediately sent an olive branch to Qin Chuan.

"Young hero, come to our Zhou Mansion. You don't need to do anything. You just call a guest swordsman. I can make the decision and give you a bonus Horcrux every month as a reward!"

“…”

Qin Chuan was covered in black lines and followed Wen Xiao to escape from the Soul Fighting Hall without looking back.

The prices offered by those forces are so high. It would be fake if they can't be moved. But if they really become the guest elders and guest swordsman of these forces, will he still have time to practice in the future?

...

In the evening, the slowly falling sunset reflects the entire western mountains.

Tianshen Sect, Langya Peak, Qin Chuan and Wen Sha sat at each other.

Langya Peak is very quiet, only the two of them. Shan Kongming, Taibai Lingling and other disciples are all out, either training or carrying out missions. They are preparing for the battle for the newcomer king a few months later, and they all want to compete for the bowl of "Liu Jiao Holy Blood".

"Monother attack methods are your biggest flaw." Wen Sha went straight to the point, concise and concise.

"Please teach me the soul." Qin Chuan pointed his head heavily and looked full of anticipation.

Wen Sha was right. Now he has no attack method except Lei Step, Lei Yue and Guan Yun. Of course, it is more than enough to deal with ordinary soul masters, but once he encounters a peerless genius like Qingqing, his flaws will be exposed immediately. It is too difficult to use only one soul skill or soul trait to fight the world in the Martial Soul Continent.

"First learn from the advanced soul 'earth swamp technique'. The main purpose of this soul trajectory is to limit your opponents, buy time for your thunder moon, and increase hit rate..." Wen Sha picked up a sharp stone at will and began to outline soul patterns on the ground.

"Teacher, why didn't you teach me how to get to the level of the soul?" Qin Chuan was a little disappointed.

"You have to eat rice one bite at a time, and the road must be taken step by step. Now is the time to lay the foundation. If the foundation is not solid enough, the house will not be built high. Even if it is built high, it will not withstand the wind and rain, and there will be a risk of collapse at any time." Wen He did not raise his head, "You are a good seedling and will have great achievements in the future. I hope you will not be eager for quick success or instant benefits."

"Disciple has written it down." Qin Chuan nodded.

...

The vast forest.

The screams of the beasts broke the silence of the night and flew countless birds.

"call…"

With a heavy breath, Zhang Hao dissipated the soul power condensed on his palms. He was covered in blood and stood in a messy forest with a proud face.

In front of him was a human bear who was dying and had a knife mark of more than one meter long on his chest.

This man bear is four meters tall and weighs three or four thousand kilograms. It lies on the ground like a small hill.

If Wen Sha is here, you can tell from the aura of this human bear at a glance that it is a soul beast, and the level is very high, at least five stars!
Chapter completed!
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