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Chapter 31: Second Soul Skill, Micro Missile

Because the spikes on its back have not yet regenerated successfully, the porcupine can only choose to do the same as Si Yun and have a one-on-one real man battle head-on.

Both sides rushed towards each other at the same time. Si Yun's alloy blade hit the thorn porcupine heavily. It seemed that because it was too tough, his blade was directly deflected by the solid skin when it hit the thorn porcupine. At the same time, the blade produced slight sparks on the porcupine's body.

"The pig skin is so tough. It feels completely different from when I cut it outside before."

"Lululu!"

The porcupine charged forward and hit Si Yun with its head. Si Yun felt as if his body was about to fall apart. Although the porcupine's main means of attack was its spikes, its body strength was also extremely strong.

After being pushed out for a distance, Si Yun concentrated most of his body's strength and stabbed the alloy blade into the opponent's body fiercely. Because he was a spiritual body, no matter where he attacked, the effect was almost the same. There was no such thing as an absolute weakness. It was precisely because he was a spiritual body that Si Yun was able to hold on until now, otherwise he would have been shot to death by those spikes long ago.

Three full hours have passed in the outside world. Now, not only Guimei, Hu Liena and the other two, Yue Guan, and even Bibi Dong have come here, waiting for the result of Si Yun's final absorption.

Bibi Dong is no less nervous than Guimei and the others right now, because judging from Si Yun's current performance, she has more potential than Hu Liena and the others. She knows better than anyone how much effect top combat power can have on the battlefield.

Fortunately, Si Yun opened his eyes not long after and did not explode to death. However, as soon as he opened his eyes, Si Yun found that everyone was in front of him, which scared him.

"Are you okay, Si Yun?" Hu Liena asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I made it."

As he spoke, Si Yun stood up and suddenly felt sticky. He looked down and found that there was a lot of blood on his body.

"Can you show me what I look like now?" Si Yun asked curiously.

"Of course you can, but you might be scared." Hu Liena said with some concern.

After hearing Hu Liena's words, Si Yun had a vague bad premonition, but he still went to the mirror and looked at his current appearance. The exposed skin was covered with blood, and there was a deep blood mark on all his seven orifices.

"I looked really miserable. It seemed that I was in great danger. But even so, I didn't interrupt my absorption. Fortunately, if I had interrupted my absorption, I would have been doomed."

Then Si Yun turned around and said to everyone, "Well, I want to take a shower first. Can you wait for me outside? I'll show you my second soul skill later."

"Then we'll go out first. If you feel something is wrong, you must tell me." Hu Liena said with some concern.

"I see."

After saying that, everyone went out, and Si Yun washed the blood off his body as quickly as possible, changed into clean clothes, and then returned to the mirror to look at himself.

Seeing his appearance, Si Yun breathed a sigh of relief. There were no wounds on his body, probably just blood oozing from his pores. His face looked a little pale. His skin was very white, and with his white hair, he looked a little sick, as if he would collapse at any time. Fortunately, his appearance was very good, so even in this situation, he could still be considered a sick beauty.

After putting on his clothes, Si Yun walked out.

Everyone was shocked after seeing Si Yun's expression. Even Bibi Dong was now thinking about whether she should not let Si Yun absorb a spirit ring of such a high age next time. After all, judging from his current condition, even if Si Yun did not absorb a spirit ring of his own maximum age, he would still be invincible in the future.

"Are you really okay now?" Bibi Dong asked.

"It's really okay now, Teacher. Let me show you my second soul skill. Please move aside for a moment."

"good."

After everyone dispersed, Si Yun's martial spirit possessed Bibi Dong. Looking at Si Yun's two mechanical arms, Bibi Dong's eyes lit up. Does this martial spirit have the same characteristics as the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex? It seems to be more perfect every time it levels up ten. However, generally, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex soul master starts to transform into a dragon at level 40. Si Yun has already started at level 10. Could it be that Si Yun's martial spirit has wings or something like that?

Afterwards, Si Yun pointed his hands at the iron man that would be used for practicing martial arts in the yard, and his hands automatically retracted, replaced by ten pointed bombs.

"Second soul skill, micro missile!"

After saying that, the ten micro-missiles in his hands were instantly launched and hit the practicing iron man directly.

"boom!"

A small mushroom cloud appeared in the front yard, and the ground shook from the huge explosion.

"This is my second soul skill, the micro-missile. It has this much power, but it takes a long time to recharge. It can only be used once every quarter of an hour. And using it once consumes 30% of my soul power, which is a huge drain."

After Si Yun finished speaking, he found that no one answered him. Everyone present, including Bibi Dong, was looking at the place where the explosion had just occurred with their mouths slightly open.

"No, you call this a great spirit master's attack? Is this an attack that a spirit master over level 20 can use?" This is what everyone is thinking.

Now, let alone a Soul Master, even a Soul Sect member would probably be wiped out if Si Yun attacked him like this without any preparation.

"You said your skill is called Micro Missile?" Bibi Dong asked.

"Yes, sir."

"Well, very good, keep working hard." After she finished speaking, she turned around, and she couldn't see his expression. She didn't know what she was thinking: "Let's go. Si Yun looks very tired today. Let's not disturb him to rest."

After Bibi Dong finished speaking, everyone reacted and she spoke a few words to Si Yun, telling him to have a good rest before leaving.

The next day.

Si Yun got up early in the morning as usual, went to the mirror, and found that his complexion was much better than before. However, he did not leave, but looked at himself carefully. Although he was only eight years old now, his appearance had changed drastically compared to two years ago.

Because he was well-fed in the Spirit Hall, he is now taller than other eight-year-old children of the same age. His skin is fair and delicate. It is hard to imagine that he had led a displaced life in the past. His golden pupils, long white hair and delicate facial features make him look more and more like a nobleman who walked out of a painting. No picky person would deny that his face is indeed good-looking.