MM Racing Chapter 33 Soul Hunting Squad
Chapter 33 Soul Hunting Squad
Chapter 33 Soul Hunting Squad
"They're here."
"Are you upperclassmen from the inner academy?"
"Hmm." Lin Feng nodded to Wang Dong, then turned his gaze to the three figures walking towards them from not far away.
The woman in the middle, in particular, stood out in the crowd with her long, icy blue hair swaying slightly as she walked, exuding a cool and aloof aura.
It was Ling Luochen, whom Lin Feng had met in the inner courtyard cafeteria just two days prior.
The three people quickly noticed them as well. When Ling Luochen's gaze fell on Lin Feng, a look of joy appeared on her face, and she raised her hand and waved gently.
"You two know each other?" Chen Zifeng raised an eyebrow and asked.
"We just met recently. Those two are the junior students who went out with us for training," Ling Luochen said with a smile, withdrawing his hand.
Soon, the five met at the entrance of the academy.
"Hello, seniors, I'm Wang Dong from Class 9 of the freshmen, a level 30 power attack type battle spirit master." Wang Dong stepped forward and spoke first, his attitude polite. "I came along this time to ask you for your help in obtaining my third spirit ring."
"Level 30?" Upon hearing this, Chen Zifeng, who was standing at the front, showed a hint of surprise in his eyes, then laughed heartily, "This year's freshmen are truly full of hidden talents. I am Chen Zifeng from the Inner Academy, a level 57 Power Attack-type Battle Soul King."
"Inner Courtyard, Ling Luochen." The woman with long, ice-blue hair nodded slightly, her gaze lingering briefly on Lin Feng. "Level 55 Control-type Battle Soul King. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Inner Courtyard, Xixi, Level 56 Agility-Attack Type Battle Soul King." The unassuming girl standing a little behind said in a low voice. She concealed her aura very well, and it was easy to ignore her presence unless one was deliberately trying to sense it.
"Hello, seniors," Lin Feng stepped forward with a relaxed smile. "I'm also from Class 9. My name is Lin Feng. Currently, I'm a level 47 Power Attack type Battle Soul Master."
A brief silence fell over the room the moment the words were spoken.
"What?" Xixi suddenly looked up at Lin Feng, her voice filled with undisguised astonishment, clearly taken aback by this level.
"Level 47—Soul Master?!" Chen Zifeng's smile froze. He scrutinized Lin Feng, his surprise deepening. "Judging by your age, you're only twelve or thirteen, right? This cultivation level—it's probably already surpassed those twin stars from the outer academy, Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi. There's someone like you among the freshmen?"
"That's normal. He's Dean Yan's personal disciple and Ma Xiaotao's favorite junior brother."
Compared to the shock of the two, Ling Luochen's reaction was much calmer.
She had already learned some information about Lin Feng from Yan Shaozhe, so when she heard the specific level, she was impressed but not surprised.
"You flatter me, seniors. I still have much to learn from you," Lin Feng said modestly.
Wang Dong quietly pursed his lips, thinking to himself: This guy always manages to scare people every time he announces his level.
The brief introductions had already created a somewhat subtle atmosphere in this hastily formed Soul Hunter team.
After several days of trekking, the Soul Hunter team finally arrived at the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.
Towering ancient trees gradually replaced the flat road, and the air was filled with the primal scent of grass, trees and soil. Faint roars of beasts and chirping of insects came from the depths of the forest, reminding everyone that they had entered the territory of the soul beasts.
"Actually, our main purpose in coming out here is not simply for training," Chen Zifeng said, leaning against an ancient tree, his expression more serious than before. "The academy received intelligence that a team of evil soul masters has been active in this area recently. They are ruthless and have attacked several nearby villages, causing considerable casualties."
Ling Luochen continued, his voice cold: "According to our investigation, the leader is a Soul Venerable, and he has many Great Soul Masters under his command. They are elusive, specifically targeting poorly defended villages to plunder resources and cultivate evil arts. The academy sent us here for two reasons: first, to find out their background and purpose, and second—to eliminate this scourge as much as possible."
Xixi nodded silently to the side, still speaking little, but her eyes became serious.
Upon hearing this, Wang Dong's relaxed expression vanished, and he frowned slightly.
Dealing with evil spirit masters is far more dangerous and complicated than simply hunting spirit beasts.
Although the Soul Hunter Squad now boasts three Soul Kings, one Soul Master, and one Great Soul Master, its overall strength far surpasses that of the Evil Soul Master Squad mentioned in the intelligence.
Lin Feng nodded thoughtfully, showing no fear, and instead asked, "Did the intelligence specify their approximate area of activity, or any distinguishing features?"
Chen Zifeng glanced at him, somewhat admiring Lin Feng's composure, and replied, "They operate in this area near the edge of the mixed zone, their exact whereabouts are uncertain. But they practice evil arts, their aura is cold and sinister, and the traces they leave behind are different from those of ordinary soul masters or soul beasts. Careful investigation should reveal some clues."
After half a day of tracking and investigation, relying on Lin Feng's spiritual detection ability, which far surpasses that of other spiritual masters of the same level, the Soul Hunting Team finally locked onto their target.
The entrance to a hidden mine, tucked away behind rocks in a mountain hollow, exudes a faint, cold, and foul aura.
"The intelligence was wrong," Lin Feng said in a low voice to the people beside him after withdrawing his probe. "Based on the soul power fluctuations inside the cave, there are at least two Soul Venerables and seven Great Soul Masters. There are no guards at the entrance; they must have gone to move some things."
"It's alright," Chen Zifeng said, a sharp glint in his eyes, showing no fear. "We have three Soul Kings on our side, so the advantage is in our hands."
"I'm in charge of sealing off the cave entrance to prevent them from escaping, and providing control support as needed," Ling Luochen said succinctly, a faint mist of ice already swirling around him.
Chen Zifeng quickly gave instructions: "Lin Feng, Wang Dong, once the battle begins, your priority is to hold back those seven Great Soul Masters and prevent them from interfering with the main battlefield. Xi Xi, Luo Chen, and I will take care of the three leading Soul Venerables as quickly as possible. Be swift and catch them off guard."
The five men stealthily made their way into the depths of the mine.
In the dim light, in a slightly open cave ahead, there were indeed two figures dressed in black robes, exuding a cold aura, talking. They were two of the three Evil Soul Venerables.
"kill!"
Chen Zifeng gave a low shout and took the initiative to attack.
A thick, viscous, bloody red light suddenly shot up from his body.
The moment the red light appeared, Lin Feng felt an intense, tangible aura of the Hushan Blood Sea rushing towards him.
If one didn't already know Chen Zifeng's identity, this aura would be even more sinister than that of an evil spirit master.
Chen Zifeng suddenly looked up, his eyes instantly turning a terrifying blood red, filled with an incomparably sharp killing intent.
He brought his right index and middle fingers together and pointed them forward into the air.
"Clang!"
A clear, melodious sword cry rang out.
A condensed crimson light shot out from his fingertips.
Only now did Lin Feng realize that within the blood-red light was a strange, thin sword.
The sword was three feet and six inches long, and only about an inch wide. Its blade was long and slender, and it had no guard or handguard. The three deep blood grooves on it were shocking to behold.
Even more strangely, the five spirit rings on Chen Zifeng's body did not surround himself, but instead pulsed around the blood-red slender sword.
The blood-red slender sword paused slightly in mid-air, its crimson arc tearing through the air at a speed exceeding the limits of reaction.
Almost silently —
The evil spirit master leader, whose spirit rings had just lit up, was cleaved in two by the crimson sword light and died instantly.
Thick, foul blood mixed with malevolent spiritual energy sprayed everywhere.