Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

The last bit of energy was absorbed by Wang Teng, the light completely dissipated, and the ice bear's corpse vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.

The arena was spotless; not a drop of blood was left.

Only a single, ice-blue bone lies quietly where the ice bear disappeared.

A piece of right arm bone, entirely ice-blue and translucent, like polished ice.

A thin mist floated on the surface of the bones, emanating a bone-chilling cold, but the cold was not uncomfortable; instead, it felt clean and clear.

Wang Teng walked over, bent down to pick it up, weighed it in his hand, and smiled: "A 30,000-year-old soul bone? Heh, not bad luck."

He gripped the soul bone tightly, his left arm slightly burning, and activated his soul skill to open the exit of the arena of life and death.

With a flash of black light, Wang Teng's figure disappeared from the arena.

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Outside the cave, the wind and snow had subsided considerably.

Wang Teng's figure appeared out of thin air in mid-air above the cave entrance. He steadied himself and looked down.

At this moment, on the snow below the mountain wall, lay the corpses of two frozen demon wolves.

The blood stained a large area of ​​the surrounding snow red, but the smell of blood had been blown away by the cold wind.

Zhu Zhuqing was squatting next to one of the demon wolf corpses, holding a short sword in her hand. She was dissecting the demon wolf's head and limb joints, carefully examining for any traces of soul bones.

Her movements were practiced, but she looked somewhat tired, with fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

Ning Rongrong stood behind Zhu Zhuqing, the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda already put away, her hands supporting her knees, panting heavily.

Her clothes had several tears, but fortunately, they didn't injure her skin; they were just covered in dust and ice.

Wang Teng's spinning top-shaped sacred beasts were scattered around the two women, each panting heavily and in various shapes.

It's clear they defeated the two frozen wolves, but it wasn't an easy victory.

"Rongrong, Zhuqing, look what this is!"

Wang Teng landed, holding up the ice-blue soul bone in his hand, and waved it at the two girls.

Upon hearing the sound, Ning Rongrong abruptly raised her head and immediately spotted the icy blue bone.

Her eyes lit up immediately, and she ran over in a few quick steps, took a closer look, and then reached out to touch it.

"Wow, it's a soul bone!"

Ning Rongrong looked both envious and aggrieved, pouting as she said, "Wang Teng, your luck is just too good!"

"Zhu Qing and I worked so hard to kill those two Frozen Demon Wolves, but we didn't even get a single soul bone from them."

"You're lucky, you got a piece right away, and it's even 30,000 years old!"

Zhu Zhuqing also stood up, sheathed her short sword back at her waist, and walked over to take a look at the soul bone in Wang Teng's hand.

Unlike Ning Rongrong, she didn't shout or yell; she simply gave a soft "hmm."

Then, Wang Teng suddenly noticed that the soul power fluctuations on Zhu Zhuqing's body were different from before, becoming more profound and stable.

"what?"

Wang Teng carefully sensed it and was surprised to find that Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing's soul power had both broken through the level 50 mark, and their auras were much stronger than before.

"You guys have broken through level 50?"

"Ah."

Zhu Zhuqing took out a handkerchief from her bosom and wiped the bloodstains on the sword while giving a nonchalant reply, as if it were just a trivial matter.

Ning Rongrong became smug, puffed out her chest, and said with a smile, "After we finished fighting those two demonic wolves, we both felt our bottlenecks loosen, so we sat down and adjusted our breathing, and then we broke through."

"Level 50, how about that, impressive, right?"

"Amazing, amazing."

Wang Teng smiled and said sincerely.

After speaking, Wang Teng turned around, handed the soul bone to Zhu Zhuqing, and said, "Zhuqing, this is for you."

Zhu Zhuqing paused for a moment, looked up at Wang Teng, her lips moved as if she was hesitating whether to accept the offer.

"Take it."

Wang Teng placed the soul bone into her hand and said, "The attributes of this soul bone are not quite suitable for me, but you can barely absorb it. You should absorb it."

Zhu Zhuqing held the cold soul bone, looked down at it for a long time, and smiled slightly. She didn't say anything, but simply put it into her bosom.

Ning Rongrong leaned over, took Zhu Zhuqing's arm, and said with a grin, "Zhuqing, after you've absorbed it, you'll have to let me take a good look at you."

"A 30,000-year-old soul bone? I've never seen one alive, no, I've never seen what it looks like after being absorbed."

Zhu Zhuqing gave a soft "hmm," her face expressionless, but the tips of her ears turned slightly red.

Wang Teng turned around and glanced at the sacred beasts.

The spinning top beasts were all exhausted, but their eyes revealed a sense of satisfaction in completing their mission.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Wang Teng said it seriously.

Each of the sacred beasts gave a different response.

The armored man nodded steadily, and the shadow bat flew down from the ice wall and circled above Wang Teng's head.

Then, Wang Teng activated his Martial Soul, and various colored lights shone from the sacred beasts. They transformed into streams of light, which entered Wang Teng's body one by one and returned to his Sea of ​​Spirit to rest.

Only Wang Teng, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing remained on the snow.

The corpses of two soul beasts lay to the side, their blood frozen into dark red lumps of ice.

At this moment, the wind stopped and the snow lessened.

A sliver of grayish-white light appeared on the horizon, like dawn or dusk; in this far north, no one could tell the difference.

Ning Rongrong suddenly yawned, moved closer to Wang Teng, and said, "So sleepy."

"Let's go back into the cave and rest for a while; it's too cold outside."

Wang Teng nodded, took one last look at the two frozen demon wolves' corpses, and turned to walk towards the cave.

Zhu Zhuqing immediately followed in the footsteps of the two people in front of her.

The three people's footprints stretched out on the snow, only to be gradually filled in by the fine snow blown by the breeze, as if nothing had happened.

Chapter 446 Spiritual Freezing, Right Arm Bone Gift

The campfire inside the cave was reignited, its orange-red flames casting flickering light on the frost on the cave walls.

Ning Rongrong leaned against the cave wall, wrapped in a fur coat, and had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Today's battle was really tough; her soul power was almost exhausted, and her complexion was rather pale.

However, Ning Rongrong's breathing was steady, and there was a faint smile on her lips, as if she was having a wonderful dream.

Wang Teng sat near the cave entrance, leaning against the cold rock wall, one leg bent, his arm resting on his knee, his gaze occasionally sweeping around the cave.

He chose a good spot, where he could see both the activity outside the cave and the two people inside.

At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing sat on a flat stone platform at the deepest part of the cave, with her legs crossed and her hands on her knees. The ice-blue right arm bone was hanging on the outside of her right arm, emitting a faint blue light.

Wang Teng had seen soul bone absorption many times before, and he had also experienced it himself.

Logically speaking, most Soul Masters would seek out Soul Bones that match their own attributes, as this would make absorption smoother and the resulting fusion would be more powerful.

But reality is rarely so ideal.

Soul bones are extremely rare; most soul masters never encounter one in their entire lives.

Therefore, for a Soul Master, there is no reason not to let go of a Soul Bone whose attributes do not conflict with theirs.

Zhu Zhuqing's martial soul is the Netherworld Cat, which is of the dark attribute and focuses on speed and assassination.

Dark attribute soul bones are of course the best solution, but ice and dark attributes do not conflict.

Therefore, when Wang Teng handed her the ice-attribute soul bone, Zhu Zhuqing did not hesitate at all. After receiving the soul bone, she sat down and began to absorb it.

Blue light spread out from the soul bone in concentric circles, like ripples on water, dimming with each circle, while the soul bone itself gradually merged into Zhu Zhuqing's right arm.

Zhu Zhuqing's brows were slightly furrowed, her lips were pursed into a line, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

The process of fusing soul and bone is not easy.

After all, the 30,000-year-old soul bone contained extremely violent energy and the Ice Bear's fighting spirit in life, and it was rampaging through Zhu Zhuqing's right arm.

But Zhu Zhuqing did not make a sound.

She simply gritted her teeth and urged the soul power within her body to circulate round and round, slowly taming, guiding, and assimilating that icy blue energy.

A thin layer of white frost would sometimes form on her right arm, and then be melted by the heat surging from her body. This repeated itself like a silent tug-of-war.

Wang Teng watched from afar, sensing the fluctuations of soul power within Zhu Zhuqing's body.

Although the absorption process of the soul bone had some ups and downs, it was generally stable, and there was no sign of soul power freezing like when trying to absorb the ten-thousand-year-old Xuanbing marrow before.

Wang Teng breathed a slight sigh of relief. After observing for a while and confirming that Zhu Zhuqing was indeed alright, he withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes, and introspected.

After absorbing a portion of the Ice Bear's power in the battle of the Arena of Life and Death, Wang Teng's soul power had already climbed to level sixty-nine.

Even Wang Teng himself felt that this improvement was a bit too fast.

It only took half an hour to go from level 67 to level 69.

"No wonder those fallen soul masters couldn't resist. No soul master could endure such a rapid increase in soul power."

Wang Teng was secretly surprised.

However, considering that increasing soul power too quickly may not be a good thing, if the foundation is not stable, breakthroughs in the later stages will be more difficult.

Wang Teng reminded himself that after this experience was over, he needed to find some time to hone his foundation.

Then, he calmed his mind and his consciousness entered the sea of ​​his spirit.

Then, Wang Teng was stunned.

The Sea of ​​Spirit should have been a vast ocean, surging with golden light.