Tyrant Sky Martial Soul
Chapter 395: Black Panther Martial Spirit_1

Chapter 395: Chapter 395: Black Panther Martial Spirit_1

"Don’t you come any closer!"

Elder Brother Hai shouted, scrambling to his feet in a panic.

"Elder Brother Hai, calm down and think about it carefully. This kid only launched a sneak attack while you were chatting with Younger Brother Zhang. He’s not really that strong. He must have used something like a Thunderbolt Flame Bomb."

She Mei, as a woman, was actually more composed than Elder Brother Hai.

She stopped in her tracks, looking coldly at Ling Xiao, then turned to Elder Brother Hai and said,

By now, Elder Brother Hai had come to his senses as well.

The death of Younger Brother Zhang had been so tragic and so peculiar that in his panic, he had mistaken the other party for a demon being from the True Demon Empire.

Now that he thought about it carefully, it did seem just as Junior Sister She had said.

A hint of surprise flashed in She Mei’s beautiful eyes, mixed with a touch of wariness.

However, she managed to maintain her composure for the moment.

Because although Ling Xiao’s aura had surged to the Transcendent Realm Second Layer in an instant, if it was just that, she was indeed not afraid.

In her opinion, Ling Xiao was a wolf in sheep’s clothing, probably having learned some special martial skill that could instantaneously unleash an attack power nearly equivalent to the Transcendent Realm Second Layer, launching a sudden attack that caught Younger Brother Zhang off guard and inflicted severe damage, instantly turning him into dust.

It must be so!

She also admitted that she had underestimated Ling Xiao a little, but the explosive power demonstrated by Ling Xiao was only about the early stage of the Transcendent Realm Second Layer.

Moreover, she firmly believed that such martial skills which could suddenly burst forth with tremendous power would definitely consume a lot, absolutely not something that could be used too many times.

With this in mind, she looked toward Elder Brother Hai and said, "Elder Brother Hai, Younger Brother Zhang’s death resulted from underestimating the enemy. It seems this kid has mastered a terrifying palm technique that can instantly elevate his attack power to around the early stage of the Transcendent Realm Second Layer, but that’s not a reason for us to fear.

If Elder Brother Hai is afraid, then let me take revenge for Younger Brother Zhang!"

This She Mei really had deep schemes; by saying this, she not only reminded Elder Brother Hai of Ling Xiao’s true strength but also forced Elder Brother Hai into a corner where he had to act.

It was evident that Elder Brother Hai, like Younger Brother Zhang, was completely bedazzled by She Mei.

How could he let She Mei take risks?

Elder Brother Hai gradually calmed down as well.

He understood that She Mei was inciting him to confront Ling Xiao.

But that wasn’t anything excessive.

After all, he was an Inner Sect Disciple of the Beast King Palace, with a cultivation level at the late stage of the Transcendent Realm Third Layer, while the other party was just an Outer Sect Disciple of the Moon Hua Sect.

With cultivation barely at the level of a Half-step Grandmaster, and having practiced a set of palm techniques that could burst forth with tremendous attack power in an instant.

With just a bit of caution on his part, wouldn’t killing the other party be a matter of moments?

Moreover, this Ling Xiao had just caused him to lose face in front of all his peers. If he couldn’t slay Ling Xiao, this incident could become a lifelong stain on his reputation.

That simply wouldn’t do!

In his eyes, fear had dissipated completely, replaced by a crazed willingness to fight and a thirst for vengeance.

"Junior Sister She Mei, there’s no need for you to take action against an Outer Sect Disciple of the Moon Hua Sect."

Elder Brother Hai gave She Mei a glance and then said coldly, "Leave the revenge for Younger Brother Zhang to me! I’ll make him realize what a terrible price there is to pay for killing a disciple of the Beast King Palace!"

Ling Xiao stood there, his gaze still indifferent and cold, as if the two before him were already as good as dead.

"Have you not decided on the order of your deaths yet, or shall I simply send you both to Hell together?"

"You little beast, don’t be so arrogant. Do you really think that by killing Younger Brother Zhang, you’re invincible?" Elder Brother Hai bellowed, as the shadow of a black panther suddenly appeared behind him.

This black panther was dark all over, its massive phantom standing about seven or eight meters tall behind Elder Brother Hai, its glowing eyes staring fixedly at Ling Xiao.

With the apparition of a black panther phantom, Elder Brother Hai’s body seemed to undergo some changes too, his muscles tensed even more, and the confidence in his eyes surpassed that from before.

"Black Panther Martial Spirit?"

In an instant, the Mountain and River Martial Soul gave him the answer.

This type of Martial Soul could grant its owner terrifying speed and enhancements in attack power, and the black panther’s ability to find opportunities when hunting its prey was also exceedingly formidable.

Therefore, Ling Xiao believed that at the moment Elder Brother Hai summoned the Black Panther Martial Spirit, he acquired three abilities—

increased speed, enhanced attacks, and a strong ability to find flaws.

Indeed, as he had predicted, it seems that all the Martial Artists of the Beast King Palace indeed possess animal-type Martial Souls.

It was just a pity that the previous Younger Brother Zhang died too quickly and didn’t even have time to summon his Martial Soul, making it difficult to know what kind it was.

However, Ling Xiao’s interest in Martial Souls was truly growing stronger by the day.

The entire Mysterious World consisted of the Thirteen Continents.

And just on the Heavenly Dragon Continent alone, there were many large and small nations such as the Human Sacred Dynasty, the Ninja Country, the Blue-eyed Nation, and the Barbarian Tribes.

There were even hundreds and thousands of vassal states under the Human Sacred Dynasty.

The Northern Han Kingdom was merely one of these vassal states, and he had already seen a great variety of Martial Souls.

Especially since his Mountain and River Martial Soul fully awakened and fused, it brought about a golden age for human Martial Soul awakening and inheritance.

This period was not long, only a little more than two months, yet during this time, the number of Martial Artists who awakened Martial Souls had surpassed several billion.

Thinking ahead, the variety and types of Martial Souls he would encounter in the future were probably going to be even more numerous and diverse.

God Prison King Fist—Bullhead Split!

Ling Xiao decided to first test the capabilities of this Black Panther Martial Soul.

After all, his opponent was at least a Martial Artist in the late stage of the Transcendent Realm Third Layer, and if he were to go all out without understanding his abilities and failed to make the kill, he might instead find himself in a passive position.

So for now, he was merely probing.

But even though it was only probing, his punch was still full of power, bursting out like thunder exploding, and in a moment of vision, one could seemingly see a charging bullheaded deity pouncing towards his opponent.

Whoosh!

In that moment, Elder Brother Hai vanished!

His body turned into a residual image that disappeared almost simultaneously with his Martial Soul.

Ling Xiao’s powerful strike hit only the ground, kicking up dust everywhere.

His strike did not utilize his true strength, it was merely executed with the Cultivation Level of a Half-step Grandmaster.

Probing, after all, did not require the expenditure of too much True Essence.

Elder Brother Hai’s disappearance elicited a surge of surprised shouts.

The Sect Disciples watching, one after another, exclaimed in astonishment.

Suddenly, Elder Brother Hai’s figure reappeared, but this time he was already behind Ling Xiao, holding two daggers in his hands, emitting a chilling cold light, and that greenish glow on them clearly indicated they were coated with deadly poison.

Clang!

The daggers that struck Ling Xiao’s body produced a sound like metal clashing against metal.

Elder Brother Hai was briefly taken aback, only to see Ling Xiao suddenly turn around and strike with his palm—

God Prison King Fist—Horse Face Crush!

Still just probing.

Because based on that single strike from before, he still couldn’t capture Elder Brother Hai’s Body Movement Technique trajectory.

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