Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

Although Wang Teng spoke with a smile on his face and his tone was normal, Ning Rongrong, having spent so much time with him, still sensed something was off.

After Oscar left, Ning Rongrong leaned over and whispered, "Why did you argue with him just now?"

Wang Teng glanced at Ning Rongrong and whispered, "How could I not know what he's up to?"

Ning Rongrong was stunned for a moment, then blushed and covered her face, laughing and scolding, "Ugh, you're so annoying!"

"You two."

Zhao Wuji walked at the very back, his voice drifting over at a moderate volume.

"This is the Starry Sky Forest, not a place for you to flirt."

"Everyone, perk up and get serious."

Wang Teng stopped smiling, nodded, and then channeled his soul power to release his martial soul.

A silver-white metal top appeared out of thin air, landed on the ground, and began to spin, circling around him and Ning Rongrong.

"First Soul Skill, Gale Steed Spinning Top."

"Sacred Beast: Gale Steed, emerge!"

With a flash of blue light, another spinning top appeared, with the faint phantom of the sacred beast Gale Steed emerging from it.

Immediately afterwards, the blue top shot out with a whoosh, reaching a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye.

Ning Rongrong looked on with curiosity and quickly asked, "What are you doing?"

"Scouting the way."

Wang Teng stared ahead and explained, "My first soul skill summons a wind-attribute spinning top. It's fast, has a strong attack, and most importantly, it can help me sense my surroundings."

"Perception?"

Ning Rongrong was taken aback and asked, "You mean you can use it to explore the surrounding environment?"

Wang Teng's ability to control three spinning tops during normal battles was already impressive enough, but Ning Rongrong never expected that this martial soul could be used in such a way.

Wang Teng smiled and said confidently, "Of course."

"But your innate soul power is only level five."

Ning Rongrong frowned, puzzled, and asked in confusion, "Your martial soul should only be intermediate level, so how come it has so many functions?"

"Perhaps it's because it's a mutated martial soul."

Wang Teng casually said, "As you know, with mutated martial souls, no one can say for sure what the specifics are."

Although Ning Rongrong still had doubts, she had no choice but to accept this explanation.

After walking a short distance, Wang Teng suddenly stopped and his brows furrowed.

"what happened?"

Ning Rongrong immediately tensed up and turned to ask.

"There's something going on ahead."

Wang Teng raised his voice and shouted to the group of people walking ahead, "Everyone be careful, there's a soul beast in the bushes!"

Oscar's eyes lit up, and he asked, "What kind of spirit beast? Would it suit me?"

Wang Teng closed his eyes and carefully sensed the energy reflected back from the spinning top in front of him.

"It should be a snake, about a thousand years old."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the bushes ahead suddenly rustled, and a green shadow darted out, heading straight for the group of people at the front.

Dai Mubai reacted the fastest, shouting as he rushed forward and engaged the creature in combat.

Wang Teng took a closer look and breathed a sigh of relief.

It is not a crested snake.

He had been worried about encountering the snake from the original story, but it seems he was overthinking it.

Chapter 163: The Changed Plot?

"It's the Azure Scale Phantom Serpent!"

Tang San's voice rang out, and then he rushed forward to fight the soul beast.

"First Soul Skill, Blue Silver Entanglement!"

Several strands of blue silver grass burst forth from the ground and coiled around the green snake.

Xiao Wu also moved at the same time, nimbly moving to the side.

"It's good that it's not the Phoenix-tailed Crested Serpent. I knew it! It's already a month late, how could we possibly run into the same soul beast again?"

Wang Teng breathed a sigh of relief. Then, with a thought, the Gale Steed Spinning Top in front of him instantly turned around and rushed straight towards the Green Serpent, enveloped in azure light.

"Ultimate move, Phantom Chasing Wind!"

The spinning top left a trail of afterimages in the air, and in conjunction with Dai Mubai and the others' attack, it slammed hard into the green snake.

The snake, in pain, twisted its body trying to escape, but was tightly bound by Tang San's Blue Silver Grass.

Subsequently, the group's attacks continued to land on the Azure Scale Phantom Serpent.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the two-meter-long green-scaled phantom snake lay motionless on the ground.

The crowd gathered around, examining the spirit beast.

The snake's body was entirely blue, and its scales shimmered faintly in the light, making it appear quite old.

"How's it going, Oscar? Can you absorb it?"

Zhao Wuji asked.

Tang San squatted down and examined it carefully. He then pried open the snake's mouth to check its fangs before speaking, saying, "It's a Green Scale Phantom Serpent that's about 1,300 years old. Its age should be fine for Oscar."

"However, this soul beast doesn't have any special skills. It's not poisonous, its speed is average, its attack power is mediocre, and its recovery ability is even more ordinary."

Tang San paused for a moment, then continued, "If Oscar absorbs it, I estimate he will gain a clone-type skill."

"A clone?"

Oscar's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Yes, this thing is most famous for its ability to create illusions to confuse opponents."

Tang San nodded and explained, "If you could really get this skill, your ability to survive would be greatly improved."

Oscar looked at Zhao Wuji with a questioning look in his eyes.

Zhao Wuji didn't answer immediately. He looked at the snake, then at Oscar, and asked, "What do you think?"

Oscar took a deep breath, thought about it carefully, and then said, "Teacher Zhao, I'd like to give it a try."

"Even if it's not very useful, having multiple clone skills is still good."

"As a support character, I'm too fragile on the battlefield."

"Row."

Zhao Wuji nodded, glanced around, and said to the others, "Then you can absorb it. We'll guard it for you."

Oscar pulled out a dagger and cleanly and efficiently killed the still-breathing Blue Scale Phantom Serpent.

Soon, a purple spirit ring rose from the snake's body and slowly rotated.

He sat cross-legged and began to draw upon the thousand-year-old soul ring.

The others dispersed, each occupying a position and vigilantly watching their surroundings.

The forest quieted down, with only the rustling of leaves in the wind and the occasional low growl of a spirit beast in the distance.

Wang Teng stood next to Ning Rongrong, his gaze sweeping over the dense bushes around him, the spinning top beside him never retracting.

In this place, any lapse in vigilance could be fatal, so Wang Teng remained very cautious.

Oscar sat cross-legged on the ground, the purple thousand-year soul ring beside him slowly rotating, and rings of soul power light seeped into his body.

The others spread out and formed a circle, warily watching their surroundings.

An hour passed just like that.

Wang Teng leaned against a big tree, with Ning Rongrong in his arms, looking at Oscar with a bored expression.

The forest was dimly lit, with the occasional bird call coming from afar.

At this moment, Wang Teng's Gale Steed Spinning Top stopped a hundred meters away, buzzing and spinning, keeping an eye on the surrounding movements for him.

"The Peerless Dragon and Snake couple should have left long ago."

Wang Teng thought to himself, "In the original story, they were hunting Meng Yiran's third spirit ring. It's been a month now, so they've probably finished and gone back."

Just then, a slight disturbance came from the spinning top.

Wang Teng suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head to look to the left front.

Almost simultaneously, Zhao Wuji, who had been resting with his eyes closed, also stood up, staring intently in the same direction with a solemn expression.

The others sensed something was wrong and immediately went into battle mode.

Tang San's hand was already on the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moon at his waist, Xiao Wu was slightly bent over, and Dai Mubai's pupils dilated.

"Wang Teng, what's going on?"

Xiao Wu asked in a low voice.

Before Wang Teng could speak, an old voice came from afar, sounding as if it were laughing.

"Hehe, I didn't expect to run into a few more people just before leaving the woods. Don't worry, this old woman means no harm."

As soon as he finished speaking, three people emerged from the woods.

Walking in front were an old man and an old woman, followed by a girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old.

All three people were leaning on a cane, which was carved with lifelike dragon and snake patterns.

"Dragon and Snake?"

Zhao Wuji recognized their identities by the martial spirits they possessed.