Douluo: Peerless Light.

Chapter 9 This guy seems to be a bit weak (Please read more! Please collect!)

The jackal fixed its eyes on Qian Chaoguang, who was holding a knife in front of him, and circled around in small steps.

The old housekeeper said: "This is a wind jackal, a small spirit beast known for its speed. This one has about twenty years of cultivation. Remember, dog spirit beasts have copper heads, iron bones and tofu waists. Quasi-weakness, deal with it calmly, it is no match for the two of you."

Qian Zhaoguang agreed, and his eyes were also fixed on the wind jackal in front of him.

He could clearly feel that his adrenaline was being secreted crazily, his blood was flowing faster, and his heart was beating like a drum.

He is completely excited!

After years of studying hard, today I finally have the opportunity to actually fight!
The wind jackal was a bit irritable, unable to bear his temper, let out a piercing cry, kicked his limbs on the ground fiercely, and rushed towards Qian Chaoguang.

As a twenty-year-old soul beast, this wind jackal doesn't have much intelligence.

But its instinct told it that the two-legged beast in front of it had no fluctuations in soul power, and its strength was not as good as its own!
Qian Chaoguang's reaction was quick, and he had already reacted the moment the wind jackal moved.

His body was pressed down, and the handle of the knife was tightly held on his body with both hands, and the tip of the knife pointed upwards and sideways.

The muscles all over his body were tense, and his whole body was ready to go like a spinning top full of clockwork.

A green cyclone rose from the wind jackal in the air.

This move not only changed its landing point, but also accelerated its own speed by half a point again.

"Left, be careful!"

Huo Yutong's spiritual eyes had already seen through the opponent's trajectory, and loudly reminded Qian Chaoguang.

Facing the soul beast so close at hand, Qian Chaoguang was extremely calm.

The long knife slashed from bottom to top, towards the upper left.

The blade cut across an icy blue crescent moon in the air.

Qian Chaoguang didn't stop moving, and continued to turn his body and arms.

The long knife drew a figure of eight in the air, and made a second slash from bottom to top, toward the upper right.

The lightning-like two knives were completed in a blink of an eye.

This is a knife movement that he has practiced hard for many years, and it has been carved into his bones and formed muscle memory.

As soon as this thought flashed through my mind, my body quickly responded by itself.

Huo Yutong, who was watching the battle from behind, opened his mouth wide in surprise.

She only felt two blue lights flashing across the air.

Following the sound of two puffs, the ferocious wind jackal disintegrated into four pieces in the air.

A rain of blood fell to the ground along with broken internal organs.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Qian Chaoguang dodged ahead of time, avoiding the situation of being drenched all over.

The old butler looked at the scene in front of him in astonishment, and couldn't believe his eyes.

After twenty years of jackals, even the best soldiers in the army may be in danger, and his grandson actually gave him two knives in seconds?

Although he always knew that Qian Chaoguang was born with supernatural powers, but this was too shocking.

He is still a six-year-old child with only first-level soul power!
Qian Chaoguang flicked the long knife, and blood drops fell from the coldly shining knife.

"This wind jackal doesn't seem very strong, but why can I cut off its body directly? The blade is not so long?"

The old butler led Huo Yutong, who had a wrinkled face, to come forward and examine Feng Jackal's body.

A circle of white soul rings floated above the flesh and blood, emitting a faint light.

"The hiss was clean and neat, and both cuts passed through the weak bones. Xiaoguang, you really haven't practiced for nothing in the past three years. Your eyesight and wrist strength are good."

At this time, Huo Yutong's eyes looking at Qian Zhaoguang were already full of little stars.

"Brother Chaoguang is amazing!"

Qian Zhaoguang smiled shyly, didn't bother with the question just now, wiped the blade with a cloth, put it back in the scabbard, and looked at the ten-year spirit ring with regret.

"Unfortunately, a spirit ring was wasted, and the fur was chopped off by me."

The old butler fiddled with his foot twice, and said: "It's normal to kill soul beasts out of self-preservation in soul hunting, as long as you don't deliberately kill them. The body materials of soul beasts are very important to soul masters. It’s worthless to say that it’s not worth a lot of money. Normally, only some soul beasts over ten thousand years old are worth collecting.”

"Then what should we do now? Just leave it here?"

Huo Yutong hesitated to speak.

Seeing such a fresh life disappear in front of her eyes, she felt somewhat unbearable, and even felt a little nauseous.

Qian Zhaoguang didn't feel anything, and didn't even stir up a wave in his heart.

In his previous life, he helped kill pigs many times when he was helping in the back kitchen of the martial arts school. This kind of scene has been seen many times, and the division of meat is even more clear.

Besides, if you come to attack me, I will kill you. This matter is justified, and there is nothing cruel or not.

The old butler was well aware of Huo Yutong's state of mind at this moment, so he patted her head with his big hand.

"Let's just put it here. We still have to continue to find suitable spirit beasts. The survival of the fittest is natural. As a soul master, killing soul beasts is a matter of course, so don't worry too much about it."

After a little perception of the surrounding environment, the old butler signaled Qian Chaoguang to walk in another direction.

"Let's go, jackals live in groups, and the smell of blood here will soon attract its kin."

Far away from this place of right and wrong, the three of them embarked on the road of looking for spirit beasts again.

The actual combat training of the two of them and the old butler's small outdoor class were proceeding in an orderly manner.

At the end of the day, they saw several spirit beasts of various types in succession.

There are ten years and one hundred years, and most of them are ten years.

After Qian Chaoguang killed the ten-year soul beast in seconds again, he never made a move again.

A soul beast under a hundred years old is too weak. With his brute strength and years of hard-trained exquisite swordsmanship, he can basically meet in seconds.

Soul beasts over a hundred years old can still make him a little interested, so he can deal with them seriously.

Huo Yutong also tried to use the white tiger dagger to fight the ten-year soul beast several times.

With the blessing of her spirit eyes and the guidance of the old housekeeper, she grew up very quickly.

From the panic of the first battle to the calm and calm confrontation, it only took four battles.

In the fifth battle, she was even able to kill a ten-year soul beast alone without being injured.

For a six-year-old girl who looks cute and soft, and looks harmless to humans and animals, this is not a miracle.

In the evening, the three set up a tent in the forest to rest.

With the strong strength of the old housekeeper as the backing, they don't have to eat cold dry food raw, they can light up a bonfire and eat delicious hot food.

"Come on, let's eat fish tonight."

By the side of the small river, the old butler just casually slapped the water surface a few times, and easily caught a few big fish.

This kind of fish species unique to Douluo Continent has fewer spines and more meat, which is a rare food when camping in the wild.

Qian Chaoguang killed a few big fish, disemboweled them, scraped the scales and tendons, took out the sharpened wooden sticks from the storage ring, and handed them to Huo Yutong with his backhand.

Afterwards, he took out a grill with an iron grid, skillfully added charcoal, ignited the fire, and took out a pile of bottles and jars containing seasonings.

Huo Yutong was also unambiguous, and spread various powders evenly on the inside and outside of the fish body, pulled a few perilla leaves and put them in the belly of the fish, and quickly placed them on the iron net.

The whole set of movements was done smoothly and smoothly, and the old housekeeper on the side was dumbfounded.

The tacit cooperation between the two seems to be a lot of work in normal times!
　If I want to set a flag, I can do something if I can go to Sanjiang.

　　In recent years, there have been no Douluo colleagues who have gone to Sanjiang. I really want to challenge it.

　　Forget about women’s clothing, it’s already done once in the last book when the cheating boss rewarded the leader, and my women’s clothing is really eye-catching, and all the brothers in the group have seen it.

　　How about unpretentious red envelopes and explosions?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)