Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 327 Crush
Deep within the Starry Sky Forest, the law of survival of the fittest prevails.

The hunting team, who thought they were the stronger side, considered robbing Han Tao a reasonable act under the law of the jungle.

They never think they have done anything wrong.

"Han Tao?"

The captain frowned upon hearing this: "The champion of the Soul Master Competition?"

Carrying a massive axe on his shoulder, he exudes the unique arrogance of a battle spirit master.

Calm and composed: "Since you are a disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, I can give Sect Master Ning some face."

"Make way now, and I'll let you go."

The captain thought to himself.

No matter how outrageous Han Tao is, he's still just one person, while I have a complete team.

The hunting squad, working together, can even rival the legendary Contra.

"Make way?"

A strange, teasing smile appeared on Han Tao's face.

However, just to be on the safe side, I activated my soul skill to sense their soul power level.

"Blue Silver Eye!"

Within the Starry Sky Forest, countless Blue Silver Grass Seeds are hidden, like endless starlight and fireflies.

"The captain is the strongest. Based on the soul power fluctuations and frequency, his soul power level is estimated to be level 64!"

"The alluring woman is level 57, the healing soul master is level 52, and the rest are level 43 and 49 respectively."

"How come there's another Great Soul Master?"

Han Tao raised his head.

He stared intently at him; he was a young man with a rather rugged appearance and thick calluses on his fingers.

Am I overthinking it?

Han Tao had some guesses in his mind.

This is most likely someone who hired another person to help them hunt for spirit rings.

It's unlikely that they came from a powerful force or a major sect, since sect disciples are usually taken care of by their elders.

Han Tao paused: "Zhu Qi, absorb the soul ring first."

"You don't need to worry about this; I'll handle them!"

"Ok!"

Zhu Qi responded obediently.

With all his might, he raised his long sword and swung it to cut down the lone bamboo.

A white spirit ring emerged from the corpse. He sat cross-legged and used his mental and spiritual power to attract the spirit ring.

Han Tao then turned his gaze to the hunting team once again.

"Misleading people!"

The young man deliberately raised his voice.

"It's just a 10-year-old Guzhu!"

"If a Soul Master absorbs such a low-age Soul Beast, they might become completely useless in the future!"

"But," Han Tao retorted, "what does this have to do with you?"

"Zhu Qi is my disciple. I will naturally choose which spirit rings he absorbs. How dare you make such a fuss here?"

The leader of the hunting squad took two large strides.

He raised his heavy axe and swung it at the rock directly in front of Han Tao.

"How do you talk?"

"Boy, I order you to get out of the way. This is the Star Dou Great Forest, not your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!"

Han Tao sighed deeply.

I came out this time to help my apprentice hunt for spirit rings, and I didn't want any more trouble.

But my hesitation gave them an even stronger reason to act.

"A hunting team, is that it?"

"Did you just threaten me to hand over the gold soul coins you had?"

Han Tao's gaze was fixed on the woman behind the captain.

The enhanced speed of soul power transmission, combined with one's own body, allows for the coordination of soul power and will in the instant of raising one's hand.

"Blue Silver Grass!"

"Fourth Soul Skill, Azure Phosphorous Poison Barrier!"

The black, ten-thousand-year-old soul ring, drawing upon soul power and the essence of Azure Phosphorus, creates a patch of eerie green poisonous mist in a unique construction method.

The highly toxic Phosphorus expands in a hemispherical shape, with the Blue Silver Grass as its center.

"not good!"

The woman's voice was urgent.

"court death!"

The captain raised his heavy axe, activating the only black spirit ring on his martial soul.

He roared angrily, "Bloodthirsty Heavy Axe!" The enormous axe was stained with the mottled marks of bloodline remnants.

At the same time, a crimson light flashed in his eyes, as if he had lost his mind due to the influence of the soul skill.

"Ah this?"

Han Tao was surprised.

According to the perception of the "Blue Silver Eye," this is a status-enhancing soul skill.

Its fundamental function is to upgrade the original ordinary heavy axe martial soul to the strength of an intermediate martial soul.

"The Flute of Tranquility!"

An elegant melody emanated from the alluring female martial spirit.

The power of the sonic waves was transmitted to the middle-aged man, awakening his reason, and he continued to swing the heavy axe at Han Tao.

"Not bad martial spirit!" Han Tao nodded slightly.

With a flick of his fingers, his martial spirit condensed into three vine-like structures, guided by the movement.

The intertwined structure forms individual emerald green bamboo segments.

"Blue Silver Bamboo!"

The bamboo joints condense under the action, and the bamboo shape concludes under the action.

The captain of the hunting team, although also a Soul Emperor, was worlds apart from Han Tao in strength.

The difference in the quality of a martial soul is not only a difference in basic stats, but also a difference in combat strength.

"Heavy Axe, Ordinary Martial Soul!"

Ordinary martial souls have a growth base of only 0.5.

Han Tao's tone was calm: "Bear the power of slaughter, and inscribe scarlet on your martial soul."

Sacrificing reason and the integrity of the martial soul in exchange for a higher strength of the martial soul, even with such difficulty, only resulted in an increase of 0.1.

The value was increased from 0.5 to 0.6, while the base value remained unchanged.

This is a microcosm of the countless ordinary soul masters on the Douluo Continent.

"Oh!"

The sound of metal colliding with plants produces a crisp chirping sound.

"Impossible!" It was unbelievable.

A devastating force emanated from the heavy axe.

His martial spirit flew out of his hand and fell to the ground some distance away, his expression turning a pale, ashen white.

"How is that possible? Your martial soul is nothing more than Blue Silver Grass!"

Blue Silver Grass, a useless martial spirit.

The difference between 1.2 and 0.6 is only twice, while the difference between 0.6 and 0.1 is the ultimate despair of a six-fold difference.

Han Tao chuckled and shook his head: "It's just a numerical advantage."

"Even if an ordinary martial soul manages to break through to level 64 by chance, its level growth will only be 119 points."

Extending his right hand again, the Blue Silver Bamboo did not shatter as before despite the immense force of the collision.

The ultimate martial spirit enhances the strength of the soul skills.

Han Tao held the "Blue Silver Bamboo" and gently touched his body.

The absolute control over microscopic forces directly destroyed his power channels, causing him to collapse to the ground as if he had lost his foundation.

Where are my teammates?

Where are my teammates?

Instinctively, I cried for help.

Looking around, there was no one there.

However, faintly, one can hear the delicate sound of a flute awakening reason.

"When a lion fights a rabbit, he must use all his strength!"

Han Tao not only activated his fourth soul ring, but also activated the illusion, using the distraction control technique to fight each enemy.

"Your martial soul is the epitome of countless soul masters, and your falling to the ground is also the epitome of your teammates."

The strength of the Blue Silver Poison Barrier was unshakeable, and the corrosive effects of the airflow caused her to let out a painful howl.

Han Tao waved his arm: "And sound can also be blocked by illusions!"

"Don't!"

"Don't hurt Lingling!"

The captain struggled to his feet, preparing to say something.

However, he discovered that the muscle power of the Blue Silver Grass beneath his feet had been interrupted by Han Tao at the very beginning of its formation.

The illusion divides the entire hunting team into one space after another.

"and many more!"

Inside the hunting team, the healing soul master who recognized Han Tao shouted, his face pale.

He rummaged through his sleeves and pockets and took out a badge.

"Han Tao, you can't hurt me. I have your sect's token here."

(End of this chapter)