Chapter 47 - Give me face

Generally speaking, it was possible for a martial artist to capture a battle soul and refine it.

But that was only if you defeated the battle soul and made it incomparably weak before it could be refined.

Moreover, once a battle soul was tamed by a Soul Master, it would create a spiritual connection with the Soul Master.

In this case, it would be very difficult for the battle soul to be refined by someone, unless the owner was also crippled.

However, right now, that guy Wang Yuan, who was standing there in good health, had his battle soul 'swallowed' by Lin Mo.

This kind of strange thing was something that even the knowledgeable Lin Yu had never seen before.

Those old guys from Lingyun Academy behind Wang Yuan were also incomparably surprised at this moment.

Obviously, they hadn't figured out what was going on either.

"What did you ...... you do to Little Wolf?"

Wang Yuan, who had always been cloudy and light-hearted, unexpectedly became somewhat flustered at this moment.

This was because he could no longer feel his Inflammatory Fire Greedy Wolf's connection at all at this time.

Lin Mo shrugged his shoulders and said, "Didn't do anything? Just eating ah."

These words, were so similar to the sentence 'For the sake of you giving the coyote rations ......' that Wang Yuan had said before.

Only, now it was him giving rations to Lin Mo.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Wang Yuan finally became furious, before Lin Mo beheaded Wang Li, it only made him angry, far from the monstrous anger he felt today.

Because, this Inflammatory Fire Greedy Wolf Battle Spirit was the most precious gift his master had ever given him.

And for so many years, there was some affection between him and the battle soul.

Now, the battle soul had been 'eaten' by Lin Mo, how could he not be angry?

Boom!

After he said that, the aura within his body swept out like a storm.

After this aura erupted, all of the people in the arena, except for those old guys unexpectedly, felt a great oppression.

Even some martial artists with weak cultivation levels had already gone limp.

The mere aura was as terrifying as it was.

"This Wang Yuan, actually broke through to the Yuanfu Realm?" Lin Yu exclaimed in shock.

In the cultivation path, above the 9th level of the Martial Dao was the Yuan Chakra Realm, and further up was the Yuan Pulse Realm and Yuanfu Realm.

Now that Wang Yuan was only twenty-two or twenty-two years old, he had actually reached the Yuanfu Realm, knowing that the top geniuses of the Qingxuan Sect were only at this level.

However, they were all already twenty-six or twenty-seven years old.

"So strong?"

Feeling this unrivalled aura, Lin Mo's brows furrowed.

The Purple Lightning Green Jiao, which was at the first level of the Earth Grade, was only equivalent to a Yuan Pulse Realm 1st Heavenly Martial Artist.

But this Wang Yuan was actually still a Yuanfu Realm that was a large realm higher, no wonder the Purple Lightning Qing Jiao had said that it was unbeatable from the start.

"You swallowed my little wolf, then I will break your chest open!"

Wang Yuan shouted in a deep voice, then his arm explored and a surprising amount of Yuan Power rolled out.

It finally transformed into a pair of giant hands of Yuan Power, with a stance that he was going to open up Lin Mo's chest.

The Yuan Wheel realm powerhouses could eject some Yuan power, the Yuan Pulse realm martial artists could release their Yuan power to defend themselves against the enemy, and when they reached the Yuanfu realm martial artists, not only could they release their Yuan power, but they could also make it transform into any form, so as to achieve the maximum utilisation of their Yuan power.

The giant hand of Yuan Power that was probing towards Lin Mo was at this level.

This giant hand rushed out with a harsh wind, causing Lin Mo to feel a sense of danger.

At this time, the Emperor Spirit mobile phone in his palm suddenly trembled, and the cloud of purple Qi within the Emperor Spirit space suddenly became violent.

Boom!

This giant hand hit an invisible barrier when it arrived a metre in front of Lin Mo.

A loud bang then erupted, followed by a storm that swept away, flushing the surrounding crowd over.

With the barrier of the spiritual barrier, that mass of violet qi, only then did it stop rioting and return to calm.

"Prince Wang Yuan, how about giving me face and releasing Lin Mo?"

It was at this time that Ye Qing's voice came out, that invisible barrier, naturally, was his spiritual power that had been catalysed.

Hearing this voice, Lin Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief inside.

Ye Qing had finally come, perhaps the situation today could only be solved by Ye Qing.

At the time when Wang Yuan was extremely shocked, a woman with peerless looks, pushing a wooden wheelchair, slowly came over from the back of the crowd.

The people coming were naturally Ye Qing and Ye Lingyu, although Lin Mo had given him the correct martial arts secrets.

But those years of injuries also needed a period of time to recuperate before they could really recover.

"Giving you face? What are you?"

That Wang Muyang, who had been blown away by the Purple Lightning Green Jiao, was helped over by his men and said angrily.

In his opinion, the Qing Xuan Sect and the Cang Sword Sect didn't even dare to squeak, and you, an old man, said that you were given a face? What kind of thing are you?

Only Wang Muyang didn't notice that Wang Yuan's face was ugly, even though he didn't know the old man's origin either.

But with self-consciousness, he knew that this old man was very powerful.