Extreme Emperor Soul

  Su Qingchen stretched out his hand to pull Zhang Long and help him dodge the arrow, but saw that a shield spirit had appeared on Zhang Long's chest, with yellow light swirling around it. Su Qingchen was secretly shocked in his heart, not expecting that normally careless Zhang Long would have such a fast reaction speed. Su Qingchen retreated two steps, making room for Zhang Long.

  When the white arrow feathers hit the shield spirit, Zhang Long's right hand holding the shield spirit trembled slightly, and his face was no longer smiling, becoming serious, obviously having taken a secret loss.

  The first arrow had just hit the shield spirit, and the second one was already released from the bow spirit of Ice Heart. The distance of 100 meters flashed by in an instant, and Zhang Long withstood another blow, this time not only his right hand trembling, but also his body slightly shaking backwards.

  On the other side, Su Qingchen felt a sense of foreboding. If things continued like this, Zhang Long wouldn't be able to hold on for more than ten arrows. In her heart, she silently cursed Zhang Long, what an idiot, who stands still and lets archers shoot at them? Even the strongest defense would be pierced by the enemy's arrows. Alas, it seems I'm doomed today.

  At the moment Su Qingchen was deep in thought, Bing Xin's sixth arrow had already been shot out. Zhang Long grasped his shield with both hands, his face scrunched up into a big worried expression, and his feet sank deeply into the mud. Meanwhile, Bing Xin shot faster and faster, each arrow following the trajectory of the previous one, accurately hitting the center of the Shield Spirit without fail.

  Su Qingchen looked at the white spiritual energy line formed in the air due to the arrow's speed, and secretly wiped a cold sweat for Zhang Long. As expected, after the tenth arrow hit its mark, Zhang Long's soul power was exhausted, and his shield spirit disappeared. Just as Su Qingchen saw the eleventh arrow about to hit Zhang Long, he used Lei Quan's first move, "Cun Jin", punching the arrow feather with one fist. Suddenly, Su Qingchen felt his right hand go numb, and his body took a step back.

  Su Qingchen was secretly shocked, fortunately, he had made preparations in advance. Xuan Ming's attack was just a test, and it was barely enough to withstand this arrow. In his heart, he estimated that Bing Xin was at least an eighth-level spiritual master.

  After Su Qingchen took down Bing Xin's arrow, Bing Xin's attack changed direction and shot straight at Su Qingchen's brow, with a speed several times faster, truly the most venomous woman's heart.

  Su Qingchen dodged to the side, avoiding an arrow and breaking out in a cold sweat. In his heart, he couldn't help but think that this girl was trying to take his life. As Su Qingchen dodged, his soul stirred and his sword spirit appeared in his palm. With a horizontal slash, he scattered one of the arrows that had been impossible to dodge. Borrowing the momentum, he retreated several steps and again dodged two more arrow shafts.

  Su Qingchen was extremely depressed in his heart, this girl's archery was so fast, accurate and ruthless, he would be shot if he wasn't careful, and the sword feathers could not be withstood by just relying on the heavy sky's Xuanming skill. At this time, Su Qingchen was grateful to have the memories of his previous life, for the perfect use of combat skills.

  As time passed, Su Qingchen dodged more easily, while Bing Xin's soul power showed signs of exhaustion, her attack speed slowing down. With the last arrow shot out, the transparent bow disappeared from Bing Xin's hand. Bing Xin let out a sigh, her face slightly changing color, and sat cross-legged on the ground to begin recovering her soul power through meditation.

  Zhang Long stood up and walked to Su Qingchen's front, patted Su Qingchen's shoulder "You kid is really hiding your strength, I thought you were lucky in the school test, but I didn't expect you to have some real skills. Come on, let's play a game, today we must have a good fight."

  After hearing Zhang Long's words, Su Qingchen almost fainted. Is this kid stupid from being hit by Bing Xin? However, Su Qingchen really wanted to have a battle with Zhang Long in her heart. In Su Qingchen's eyes, Zhang Long was just a perfect mobile fortress, the best object for practicing hands.

  But now is not the time for a showdown, if we wait until Ice Heart recovers, who knows how many arrows she'll shoot again. With her pure agility-type long-range soul spirit, escape is definitely not an option.

  Zhang Long didn't wait for Su Qingchen's response and immediately summoned the Shield Spirit, shouting at Su Qingchen "Hurry up, we can't wait any longer. If you can't hurt me today, you'll have to pay for the wine later." After that, Zhang Long charged towards Su Qingchen with the Shield Spirit.

  Su Qingchen dodged Zhang Long's attack with a helpless leap to the side, his soul power circulating through his meridians and concentrating in the palm of his right hand. He jumped up again, throwing a punch at Zhang Long's face. Zhang Long steadied himself, raising his right hand, and the Shield Spirit blocked Su Qingchen's attack.

  Su Qingchen's fist hit the shield spirit, and a numb feeling instantly appeared on his right arm. He couldn't help but think to himself, "Damn it's hard." Immediately afterwards, Su Qingchen retreated several steps, preparing to find the best attack route.

  Zhang Long saw that Su Qingchen didn't attack again, so he put down the shield spirit in front of his face, pointed at Su Qingchen and said: "You little rascal, dare to hit my face? What if you ruin my handsome appearance? When the beauties come after you, don't blame me." After finishing speaking, Zhang Long charged towards Su Qingchen like a wild bull again.

  Su Qingchen let out a sigh, and his soul force circulated again in his right hand. The first form of the Thunder Fist, "Inch Force", clashed with the Shield Spirit. There were no fancy moves, no strange attack routes, just a simple and direct collision. After the impact, Su Qingchen flew backward, and while he was in mid-air, he rubbed his right hand, feeling regretful in his heart. He really shouldn't have tried to resist him head-on.

  However, after two confrontations, Su Qingchen knew in his heart that Xuan Ming's first heavy attack could directly confront the mid-level spiritual master. If he added Xuan Ming armor, he could directly confront the high-level spiritual master. Having obtained this information, Su Qingchen stabilized his body and changed the route of his soul power operation. The sword spirit appeared on the palm of his right hand.

  Su Qingchen continued to input his soul power into the sword spirit, and the red and green light enveloping the sword spirit became even more dazzling.

  Zhang Long saw Su Qingchen use Sword Spirit, and the Shield Spirit's light flashed again as it charged over. As a Spiritual Master, Zhang Long only knew this one move of wild and violent collision. In his own words, it was simple, effective, and direct.

  This time, Su Qingchen did not confront Zhang Long head-on. He dodged and weaved to avoid Zhang's ferocious charge, executing the first move of his Broken Sword Style, "Breaking Empty Slash". With a swift motion, he deflected an arrow that had been shot from the left side, using the momentum to retreat several steps back, creating distance between himself and Zhang Long.

  "Little fatty, you just lost and promised to help me beat him up. I see that you're not even his match, so I'll help you out. Consider it a favor, got it?" As soon as the sweet voice of Bing Xin rang in his ears, Su Qingchen felt a chill run down his spine. Earlier, when he had summoned his soul spirit, he had seen Bing Xin standing by, ready to attack, and had prepared himself for her strike. He dodged Zhang Long's attack and blocked the arrow feathers.

  Su Qingchen thought Zhang Long would refuse and stop attacking, but unexpectedly Zhang Long struck again, followed by Bing Xin's arrow feathers. For the first time, Su Qingchen felt that these two people's faces were not ordinary thick-skinned.

  Su Qingchen continuously dodged and parried, his soul power consumption was enormous. When he blocked the third arrow, his remaining soul power was almost depleted. He couldn't help but shout: "Zhang Long, that girl is trying to take my life! Don't follow me and cause trouble, I'm just a third-stage spirit master, do you guys always bully people like this?"

  After hearing Su Qingchen's shout, Zhang Long stopped his brutal charge, looked at Su Qingchen, and revealed his signature silly smile. He raised his hand to block an arrow for Su Qingchen and said, "Little beauty, let's stop fighting and go drink flower wine instead."

  Ice Heart snorted, "The lady wants to go home and won't play with you anymore. You stinky wolf, if I meet you again next time, I'll definitely shoot you full of thorns." She turned around and ran towards the city.

  Zhang Long was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't figure out what was going on between Bing Xin and Su Qingchen. He looked at Su Qingchen with a puzzled expression and asked, "What did you do to offend this little beauty, making her hate you so much?"

  Su Qing felt a sense of relief after Bing Xin left. He didn't think much about Zhang Long's words and casually said, "I just took a peek at her while she was bathing, who knew this girl had such a bad temper? She seems to have an older sister with an even worse temper. What a perfect pair of extreme sisters."

  Su Qingchen felt something was off after he finished speaking, and when he looked up to see Zhang Long's eyes blazing with anger, Su Qingchen took off running without looking back to see if Zhang Long was chasing him. When he ran into the city, he glanced back over his shoulder, and not seeing Zhang Long, Su Qingchen slowed down his pace, starting to walk while thinking about where to go next.

  As he walked, Su Qingchen unexpectedly arrived at the entrance of the Jifeng Mercenary Corps. Su Qingchen looked around and saw that the gate was decorated quite luxuriously, especially the two howling wolf king sculptures at the entrance, which were exceptionally ferocious and had a fierce aura.

  "Oh no, isn't this Xiao Guangtou? Didn't you go sign up? How come you're here. Could it be that you didn't pass?"

  Su Qingchen looked up and saw Hei Zi Shu in front of her, her mood became gloomy again. She had just gotten rid of a small rascal, but now she encountered an old rascal. Why was she so unlucky?

  "What's wrong with you, come and have a drink with your uncle, and by the way, tell me how you were eliminated by the college." Heizi said, holding Su Qingchen's shoulder, without caring whether Su Qingchen agreed or not, and walked forward with Su Qingchen.

  Su Qingchen forced a wry smile, thinking about how to escape Hei Zi's clutches later. Just as they had walked a few steps, Hei Zi suddenly reached out and slapped the back of his own head. "Seeing you this little baldy, I almost forgot what I came here for. Sigh."

  "Hei Zi glanced at Su Qingchen, 'You go to the wine building where we drank last night, they are all there. I'll go back and get some things.' After finishing speaking, Hei Zi ignored Su Qingchen who was standing in a daze on the spot, and directly turned around to head towards the headquarters of the Difei Mercenary Corps."

  Su Qingchen thought for a moment, anyway, he had nowhere to go, so he might as well go and get some free food. He was in Yuluo City with no friends, so it wouldn't be bad to build a good relationship with them. At least in the future, he would have another place to get free meals. With this thought, Su Qingchen rushed towards the wine house like a rabbit.

  When Su Qingchen saw the Mercenary Corps in the wine house, he walked over and greeted them "Uncles, how are you? I'm here to grab a meal, do you welcome me?" After finishing speaking, without waiting for the people of the Whirlwind Mercenary Corps to respond, he squeezed in beside Leng Feng, sat down, picked up a roasted chicken on the table and started pecking at it. The big battle just now had exhausted him, his stomach was growling with hunger.

  The members of the Gale Mercenary Corps burst out laughing, and the captain, Gale Blade, patted Su Qingchen's shoulder. "Hey kid, slow down on eating, no one's competing with you."

  "Like a starving ghost."

  "Didn't this kid go take the Stanford exam? Did he pass or not?"

  "Little Baldy, how did you know we were here?"

  The mercenaries took turns asking questions, but Su Qingchen just kept his head down and ate the roasted chicken, not having time to answer them. Even if Su Qingchen wanted to respond, the chicken in his mouth probably wouldn't allow it.

  Su Qing had just finished eating half a chicken when Hei Zi rushed into the wine house, shouting "Something's wrong, something's happened in the team, hurry back."