Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

Afterwards, Wang Teng put most of the watermelons directly into his storage ring, leaving only a few dozen piled on a wheelbarrow he had bought from the village.

He paid the balance, thanked the old village chief, and then pushed the heavy melon cart. The wheels creaked as they rolled over the dirt road in the village, slowly making their way towards the main road leading to the crossroads outside the village.

The morning mist is dissipating, and the daylight is becoming increasingly bright.

……

It's the height of summer now, and the weather is unbearably hot and humid.

Even though Wang Teng was a Soul Master with physical abilities far exceeding those of ordinary people, he was still drenched in sweat from the sweltering heat.

What's more, Wang Teng was also pushing a wheelbarrow piled high with watermelons, making each step even more arduous.

By this time, his clothes were already soaked through and clung tightly to his body.

Previously, in order to take a shortcut, Wang Teng did not take the flat but roundabout road, but instead chose a small path that winds through the mountains and forests.

He had estimated beforehand that taking this route would save most of the time, and it would take about three hours to reach the predetermined three-way intersection.

However, Wang Teng only considered the distance and underestimated the difficulty of traversing the path.

The trees in the forest are towering and their branches and leaves are dense. Although they block the scorching sun, they also make the air in the forest not circulate well, and there is a humid and stuffy feeling with the smell of decaying leaves.

Moreover, what Wang Teng was walking on wasn't a road at all, but just faint traces of someone's footsteps, uneven and full of gravel and tangled tree roots.

After pushing the heavy melon cart for nearly two hours, Wang Teng felt soreness and numbness in his back and waist, stiffness in his arms, and his breathing became heavy.

He had to stop, steady the car, and plop down on the exposed tree roots beside him, panting heavily.

"I miscalculated... I should have hired someone to help push it a bit."

Wang Teng pulled up his shirt and wiped the sweat dripping down his chin.

At this moment, his clothes were soaked with water.

The shade in the forest didn't bring much comfort; on the contrary, the extremely high humidity made it feel like being in a steamer.

Suddenly, a strong feeling of thirst struck.

Wang Teng looked up at the plump, green watermelons on the truck and couldn't help but swallow.

He didn't care about anything else, grabbed a watermelon, and snapped it in half with both hands.

With a "crack!", the watermelon split in two, revealing its bright red and plump flesh.

The sweet aroma of watermelon also spread instantly.

Then, Wang Teng picked up half a watermelon and started eating it.

The cool, sweet juice flowed into his mouth, greatly relieving his thirst and fatigue.

Just as Wang Teng was enjoying his meal, a rapid rustling sound of branches and leaves being quickly plucked came from deep within the dense forest ahead.

"Whoosh...rustle..."

Wang Teng paused, then gently placed the watermelon on the ground, slowly stood up, and sharply turned his gaze toward the source of the sound.

At that moment, the sweetness in Wang Teng's mouth was instantly replaced by vigilance.

"A soul beast? Or... a bandit?"

A guess flashed through his mind, but he quickly dismissed it.

“No, although this place is close to the border of the Kingdom of Barak, it is a trade route area with the kingdom's cavalry patrolling all year round. It is unlikely that there are any large-scale bandits running around, and the scattered soul beasts should have been wiped out long ago.”

"Swish—"

The sounds from the woods ahead grew closer and clearer.

Wang Teng held his breath and listened intently.

With the hearing and experience honed over years of mercenary service, he quickly discerned that it was the sound of human footsteps, and more than one at that.

Moreover, these footsteps were chaotic and hurried, moving rapidly in this direction.

"There was one in front, and at least three or four behind... They were all running, one chasing and the other fleeing."

He quickly made a judgment in his mind.

"Could it be that another pedestrian who took the shortcut encountered trouble?"

Despite these thoughts, Wang Teng not only did not relax, but became even more vigilant.

He quietly circulated his soul power, and with a thought, he made a move.

A silvery-white light flashed on the ground beside Wang Teng, and his spinning top martial spirit quietly emerged.

Compared to when it absorbed the first spirit ring, the spinning top has undergone a significant change in its current form.

The Spirit Spinning Top still has a silver-white metallic texture, but on the flat surface of the top, in addition to the original blue flowing wind pattern representing the Gale Steed, there is now a fiery red mark next to it, which is the totem of the second sacred beast, the Flaming Bird.

The top spun silently on the ground, the blue and red patterns on its tip swirling slightly, emitting subtle energy fluctuations.

"First Soul Skill, Gale Steed Spinning Top."

Wang Teng gave a low shout, and his spirit rings lit up instantly.

Suddenly, a flash of blue light appeared on the silver-white top, and it split into a blue energy top that spun around beside him.

Immediately afterwards, a clear and melodious neigh rang in my mind, and the phantom of the sacred beast Gale Steed leaped out, nimbly landing on the top of the blue spinning top, the two auras blending seamlessly.

Wang Teng did not rush to have them launch an attack.

He first deliberately reduced the spinning speed of the two tops to minimize the buzzing sound they emitted, making it almost silent.

Then, with a thought, Wang Teng controlled the blue spinning top carrying the Gale Steed, which bounced up lightly and silently climbed up a tall tree trunk, hiding in the dense shadows of the branches and leaves.

The blue spinning top blended almost seamlessly with the green leaves, making it extremely difficult to notice.

His silver-white martial spirit body then lightly leaped onto the wheelbarrow piled high with watermelons, cleverly hiding in the gaps between the watermelons, waiting for the right moment.

After setting up the two spinning tops, Wang Teng took out a fine steel short spear from his storage soul tool and casually placed it on the edge of the melon cart, but his right hand could hold it at any time.

Wang Teng did not use his second soul skill to summon the Crimson Flame Divine Bird Spinning Top.

After all, fire-attribute abilities are too conspicuous and noisy in the dense forest, making it difficult to hide and observe at this moment.

Chapter 115 I don't even pay when I eat out in the Star Luo Empire

After Wang Teng had everything arranged, he stood beside the melon cart, holding his breath and waiting.

The only sound in the woods was the occasional rustling of the wind through the leaves, which only added to the surrounding silence.

"Whoosh-"

Not long after, a dark figure suddenly darted out from the bushes in front, causing the branches and leaves to tremble.

Wang Teng immediately focused his gaze.

The newcomer was a girl dressed in black, who looked no more than eleven or twelve years old. Her long, jet-black hair was disheveled and draped over her shoulders. Her face was pale, but she possessed an extremely impressive figure that was completely out of character for her age.

The girl's face was expressionless, her expression cold.

However, Wang Teng keenly noticed the undisguised anxiety and panic deep in her dark eyes.

Besides that, what's even more striking is the gruesome wound on the girl's shoulder.

By this time, her clothes were soaked in blood, and the strong smell of blood quickly filled the air with the arrival of the girl.

"Could this be... Zhu Zhuqing?"

The moment Wang Teng saw the girl, the name involuntarily came to mind.

The time, the place, the attire, the encounter—all these characteristics perfectly match the memory of that scene about her.

Before Wang Teng could think it through, the girl who resembled Zhu Zhuqing stumbled straight towards him.

"Help me... take all this money!"

The girl rushed to Wang Teng, called out urgently, and then threw a heavy cloth bag at his feet without hesitation.

The bag landed with a muffled "clatter," and judging from the solid sound, it probably contained a lot of gold soul coins.

"you……"

Just as Wang Teng was about to ask something, the girl seemed to have used up her last bit of strength, her body went limp, and she fainted, collapsing in front of him.

Looking at the unconscious girl on the ground, Wang Teng frowned and muttered to himself, "Are you... really Zhu Zhuqing?"

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"Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—"

The sound of air being cut rang out one after another, and three figures suddenly leaped out from the dense forest, landing steadily in front of him.

The visitors consisted of two men and one woman.

The leader was a middle-aged man around thirty years old, tall and burly, with black hair that cascaded down his shoulders like tiger stripes. He wore a light black armor that only protected his vital parts.

Judging from the faint fluctuations of soul power emanating from his body, this person's soul power should exceed level 30.

"Soul Master..."

Wang Teng immediately tensed up and automatically assumed a defensive stance.

At the same time, he quickly looked away and sized up the other two.

Of the remaining two, the woman had long, flowing hair, a tall figure, and wore a green robe underneath a pink veil. A few strands of hair covered her left eye.

She was alluring, with a worldly air about her.

The man was dressed in a white robe, was in his twenties, wore glasses, and had a handsome face, but his sunken cheeks and dark circles under his eyes gave him a tired look, as if he had indulged in too much sex.

The aura of the man and woman was clearly not as strong as that of the leading man, but their soul power was probably above level 20, both at the level of Great Soul Masters.

"Kid, hand over the woman you're holding."

The man in white robes stared at the girl in Wang Teng's arms, a lewd glint in his eyes, but then, as if suddenly remembering something, he suppressed it and coldly demanded her, saying...

Wang Teng remained silent, quickly assessing the current situation.

One Soul Master and two Great Soul Masters.

With my current strength, I probably have little chance of winning in a head-on confrontation.

If the girl were still awake, the two of them might be able to force their way out together, but now...