The Death Row Valley is full of rocks. Apart from the yellow sand, there are no living creatures. Si Yun is a little confused as to how these death row prisoners can survive in such an environment.
“Crack!”
When passing a corner, he seemed to step on something. Looking down, he saw a black human hand bone with teeth marks on it. Looking at the teeth marks, Si Yun seemed to know how these death row prisoners should have survived. He suddenly felt a little nauseous and wanted to vomit.
However, a man wearing only a pair of pants, with yellow tattoos on his upper body and skinny as a skeleton, appeared in front of him at this time. The moment he saw Si Yun, he was immediately possessed by his martial spirit. Two soul rings, one white and one yellow, appeared on his body. At the same time, the whole person turned into a creature similar to a leopard, and then rushed towards Si Yun frantically like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.
Seeing this scene, Si Yun quickly possessed his martial spirit and a mechanical arm appeared. Seeing the yellow soul ring on Si Yun's body, the man showed a grim smile on his face, as if he had already won.
'Second Soul Skill! Heaven-shattering Claw!'
Looking at the madness in the other's eyes, Si Yun took a few steps back. This desperado had completely lost his humanity and had become something more terrifying than a beast.
"bite!"
The opponent's second soul skill was blocked by Si Yun with his mechanical arm, making a crisp sound, but the next second, the opponent moved his head closer and bit Si Yun on the face. Because he had not brushed his teeth for a long time, there were not many intact teeth in his mouth, and they were covered with thick yellow tartar. A stench like a rotting corpse came from his mouth, and Si Yun quickly split the opponent in half with a sword.
Then the broadsword in his hand disappeared, and his fingers turned into five gun barrels.
"Da da da da!"
Red fire snakes poured out, bullets madly swept at the opponent, and blood and flesh flew everywhere at the scene.
"Ahhh, die for me!"
After dozens of seconds, Si Yun finally stopped his design. Black smoke was coming out of his five gun barrels, and the guy who was fighting with him no longer had a single piece of intact flesh on his body.
After dealing with the opponent, Si Yun was freed from the state of martial soul possession, knelt on the ground with a thud, and felt a strong discomfort in his stomach, and then began to retch. Before, when he heard that he had to fight these death row prisoners, he did not feel any difficulty. After all, he did not feel much touched when he dealt with the soul beast before.
It was not until now that he realized how difficult this task was. Perhaps because of the movement just now, several thin figures slowly appeared around Si Yun. However, the difference from just now was that these figures were all covered with white tattoos.
Si Yun slowly raised his head. It seemed that because he had just vomited, a few tears appeared in his eyes, and now his eyes looked red.
Seeing Si Yun's appearance, these people with white tattoos on their bodies, like the previous man, were possessed by their martial spirits at the first moment, and then rushed towards him madly, wishing they could cut him into pieces right now.
"You're going to die!"
An hour later, gunshots continued to ring out in Death Row Valley.
Gui Mei carried Si Yun, whose soul power was over-consumed, and flew back towards the Wuhun Hall.
When they returned to the Spirit Hall, Si Yun still hadn't regained consciousness. Bibi Dong sat in her seat, looking at the unconscious Si Yun and said, "He only managed to hold on for a short while. His performance was much worse than I expected."
"Your Holiness, please listen to me...Si Yun's current score has reached 200 points, which means he has exceeded the task." Guimei told the story of what had just happened in Death Row Valley.
After hearing Guimei's words, Bibi Dong slowly walked down, glanced at Si Yun who was sleeping soundly, and sighed.
"It seems we need to train this kid. When we killed the soul beast before, I thought he would perform better than Nana and the others. However, this kid actually exceeded expectations under such circumstances. He is much stronger than Nana and the others. However, his martial soul actually has that kind of long-range attack method. It's really terrifying. Why didn't he show it before?"
Thinking about this, Bibi Dong glanced at Si Yun suspiciously, but soon realized that she had never given him a chance to show himself. Judging from Si Yun's personality, if she hadn't asked, he probably wouldn't tell her on his own initiative.
"Go down and let him rest here. I will give him instructions when he wakes up."
"Yes, Your Holiness!"
After saying that, the ghost left immediately. Bibi Dong reached out and rubbed Si Yun's forehead, injecting some soul power into him to help him recover. Soon, Si Yun's originally frowned brows relaxed. Then, Si Yun opened his eyes in a daze, and vaguely felt that he saw Bibi Dong's figure.
After mumbling "Teacher~", he reached out and hugged Si Yun's arm and fell asleep.
Looking at her arm being hugged by Si Yun, Bibi Dong's body stiffened. After standing there for a long time, she looked at Si Yun sleeping with a contented look on his face, and picked him up. Her movements were very gentle, as if she was afraid of waking him up. Then she carried him back to his room, put him on the bed, and left.
When she left, she looked back at Si Yun who was sleeping soundly.
"Forget it. Nana and the others didn't perform as well as him back then. When he grows up, he should be familiar with this process." Thinking this, she left.
When Si Yun woke up, it was already evening of the next day. Due to the overdraw of his soul power, Si Yun still felt a little weak, and his throat was extremely dry.
After dragging his extremely heavy body to the table and drinking some water, he felt that his condition had improved a little.
However, when thinking of the death row prisoners in Death Row Valley, Si Yun still felt a chill down his spine.
"I underestimated this assessment. No wonder in the original novel, Hu Liena and the others were able to display such astonishing strength during the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Competition. It seems to be closely related to the devilish training they went through."
Recalling yesterday's assessment, Bibi Dong's figure suddenly flashed by.
"Did I hug the teacher's arm yesterday? She seemed to have carried me back to the room." Sniffing her arm, Si Yun found no fragrance and breathed a sigh of relief. It must have been a dream. After all, Bibi Dong was such a cold person, she wouldn't do such a tender thing.
"I must have been dreaming. It was the ghost grandpa who carried me out yesterday."
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