Inexplicably, Ling Bingtian felt a little nervous and faintly excited. This is the inevitable psychological phenomenon that occurs when trying something new for the first time.
Looking at Ling Bingtian's appearance, Leng Ming knew that he had probably entered the state, so he said no more, silently retreated to the door where he and Ling Bingtian had just entered, and made a gesture in the direction of Zhang Lin. gesture.
Zhang Lin nodded when he saw Leng Ming's gesture and pressed a button next to him with his right hand.
"Crunch, crunch -"
Following Zhang Lin's movements, the iron fence door under his butt slowly retracted to both sides, revealing a large area of darkness behind the door.
Ling Bingtian licked his lips that had become a little dry and looked into the darkness. The ice armor had already been summoned the moment the iron gate began to move. Two purple soul rings emerged behind him, shining brightly. Show brilliant brilliance.
"Uh-huh."
Suddenly, a pair of green eyes appeared in the darkness, and slowly enlarged until its owner walked out of the darkness.
It was a wolf, with a light dark green color all over its body, but there was some distorted light around its body, making it seem a bit illusory.
The body is about two meters long, and the body is on the thin side, not particularly large.
But a pair of green eyes looked very penetrating, and a tail swung behind him, indicating the restless mood of its owner.
A hundred-year-old soul beast, the Netherworld Wolf.
Looking at the Nether Wolf in the distance, Ling Bingtian's heart beat rapidly.
Different from Ma Xiaotao's sparring, the fight with the soul beast was a life and death fight. Even if there was a soul saint watching over him, there was still a possibility of death.
Seeing the Nether Wolf staring at him and slowly walking in a circle around him, Ling Bingtian didn't want to wait any longer.
How could he, a great soul master with a double thousand-year soul ring, still be afraid of a tiny one-hundred-year soul beast?
That's the real joke!
Without thinking much, the two soul rings behind Ling Bingtian shone at the same time.
Bingwu condenses!
Ice Phoenix Soul!
Two thousand-year-old soul skills were released at the same time, and Ling Bingtian also had a cold soul chain dragon gun in his hand, flying straight towards the Netherworld Wolf.
"Ouch--" The Nether Wolf did not flinch. It roared, and its strong limbs began to run, rushing towards Ling Bingtian who was flying towards him.
Drops of fishy saliva fell from the open mouth of the Netherworld Wolf, and its bloody mouth was ready to open.
'what's the situation? On drugs? Ling Bingtian was secretly shocked. The Netherworld Wolf seemed to be unaware of the danger and ran directly towards him.
However, if the Nether Wolf wants to die, Ling Bingtian will naturally not fail to satisfy it.
Just when he and the Netherworld Wolf were about to collide, Ling Bingtian aimed the tip of the Cold Soul Chain Dragon Spear at the Netherworld Wolf's forelimb and stabbed it straight through.
However, what Ling Bingtian didn't expect was that the Netherworld Wolf had no intention of evading and pounced straight on him.
"Bah-"
The sound of flesh being torn apart sounded as the Nether Wolf was penetrated by Ling Bingtian's Cold Soul Chain Dragon Spear from its forelimbs.
Even though the eyes on the wolf's head had lost their sparkle, they were still staring at Ling Bingtian, unwilling to leave at all.
Being stared at by it, Ling Bingtian felt a chill inexplicably.
At the same time, he also couldn't figure out why this ghost wolf was so crazy.
Ling Bingtian couldn't figure it out until a faint yellow soul ring appeared on the Netherworld Wolf's body.
At this time, Leng Ming came over from behind Ling Bingtian and solved his doubts.
"Many of the beasts imprisoned here will resist vigorously at the beginning, and then after a long and useless resistance, they will become crazy or depressed. This ghost wolf seems to have stayed here for a shorter period of time. Years later, it should be the former.”
While Leng Ming was explaining Ling Bingtian's doubts, he pulled out a knife from his waist, pulled out the Nether Wolf from Ling Bingtian's gun, and began to cut up the Nether Wolf's body.
"There's nothing wrong with that. Soul masters are meant to have a life-and-death fight with soul beasts. It's better to face a crazy soul beast now than to encounter a crazy soul beast alone in the wild in the future."
Leng Ming's movements were very fast, and the wolf skin, wolf meat, and wolf bones were quickly and skillfully separated under his knife. It was obvious that this was not the first time he had done this kind of thing.
"Also, young master, your battle just now was too rough. Not to mention your ability to condense weapons, which can condense an ice bow to kill the ghost wolf. Even in close combat, there is no need for you to fight head-on. "
"With very few exceptions, creatures like wolves are made of copper heads and iron bones. You have the ability to fly, and you can feint a shot during battle, and then fly to the side of the ghost wolf to pierce it."
"If I were to give you technical points for your performance, I'm afraid you wouldn't even get 1 point."
Leng Ming had a cold face and said a lot of words that made Ling Bingtian blush.
yes! In the past two years of study, it was not like I had never learned the weaknesses of wolf soul beasts.
But during the battle just now, he didn't think about it at all, which really shouldn't be the case.
As for whether you think the Ling family's behavior of raising soul beasts is too cruel? Come on, there are not a few humans who die at the mouth of soul beasts every year. Ling Bingtian is not a holy mother.
"However, through this battle, I have a rough idea of your strength. With your current strength, you are fully capable of fighting the Thousand-Year Soul Beast."
Leng Ming stopped what he was doing, took out several bags and packed the different materials in his hands, and then said to Ling Bingtian.
"As long as you can defeat the strongest thousand-year-old soul beast in the arena, you will pass the beast-fighting assessment."
"Yes! Instructor Leng, I understand." Ling Bingtian responded to Leng Ming loudly, and then asked: "When can I challenge the strongest thousand-year-old soul beast?"
Leng Ming stood up, glanced at Ling Bingtian, and said, "Let's wait until you learn to use every bit of strength in your body to attack every weakness on the soul beast. In the mornings for the next month, you will be there I’m here to learn beast-fighting techniques until you learn the best beast-fighting techniques.”
"Uh - yes! I understand." Ling Bingtian subconsciously wanted to retort at first, but remembering how he pulled his hips just now, he couldn't say anything more, so he could only simply obey Leng Ming's instructions.
Hearing Ling Bingtian's loud response, Leng Ming couldn't help but have a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
'As expected of a descendant of Ling Shuai, he is truly a born soldier. '
No matter how Leng Ming looked at it, from the perspective of an instructor, he could not find any fault with Ling Bingtian.
When you get up in the morning, you not only get out of bed as soon as you hear the whistle, but you can also wake up your roommates, tidy up the house, finish washing, and gather on time.
This was what Leng Ming saw in the dormitory area before gathering. It can be said that Ling Bingtian has reached the limit of what a recruit can do.
Leng Ming could not imagine that he had not received military training.
Of course, no matter how hard Ren Leng meditated, it was impossible to imagine that the soul in Ling Bingtian's body came from another world, and that he had attended a J school with high-intensity management.
These things were Ling Bingtian's daily life in school in his previous life...
After nodding to Ling Bingtian and taking him to bow to Zhang Lin who was sitting in the distance, Leng Ming took Ling Bingtian away. Next, he took him to accept the disguise assessment among the four major assessments. courses.
Thinking of Ling Bingtian's terrifying cultivation level and the rumored prodigy identity, Leng Ming couldn't help but think.
'Maybe he can break the training camp record...'
