Volume 2: The Source of Life Chapter 7: Dominance

  As soon as he finished speaking, a red glow burst forth from his waist, and with several inaudible whispers, the light enveloped his entire body.

  I've been searching for his soul vessel, and from the soul vessels I've seen so far, only that dark, shiny, gold-like substance can serve as a soul vessel. The shape and size have nothing to do with the level of the soul vessel.

  "Cyan Dragon Battle Armor, Attach!"

  The red glow suddenly dissipated, and Brad walked out of it, his entire body wrapped in a delicate yet heavy pale blue armor.

  Suddenly, I was taken aback... Is there still such a powerful soul artifact?

  At this moment, Blade was like a killing machine wrapped in steel, and for a while, I felt that my understanding of the soul device was still too little.

  "Powerful soul equipment that can cover the body and enhance strength. It's very rare!" Kakabu suddenly popped out his head and gave me a sly smile.

  Brad didn't say a word, drew out a narrow curved knife from behind his back, and with a sudden jerk of his legs, he came slashing towards me.

  It was almost a conditioned reflex; I didn't have any intention of running away, but as soon as I lifted my foot, I took off.

  My original idea was to first figure out the characteristics of Brad's soul device, and then look for an opportunity to attack his body. After all, a Soul Master is no different from ordinary people. But now, with this iron block rushing towards me, my previous plans have become completely useless.

  "Where are you going!" Brad shouted loudly, his feet seemed to be equipped with springs, bouncing high, passing over from the air, blocking my way.

  I was taken aback, "This is too sudden!"

  I took eighteen Crane-style steps, twisted my waist, pointed my toes, and narrowly avoided the curved knife's slash.

  At the same time, I also gave his leg a ruthless kick.

  Bang! A loud crash, Brad's face was solidly hit, and he flew out. My feet also felt like being swept by an iron block, so painful that I took a cold breath.

  But little did he know that after Brad landed, as if nothing had happened, another flip started again, and he rushed over with a long knife.

  I couldn't help but secretly sigh in dismay - can the difference between different Soul Tools really be this great?

  No time to think much, Brad's speed of rushing forward was quite fast, but this time Brad was no longer careless, with the knife edge outward, he rushed in without stopping.

  I turned on my toes and dodged away like a spirit crane.

  Bula didn't let up, swinging his large chopper and charging forward once again.

  The night after the rain is exceptionally quiet, with a gentle cool breeze blowing on the body, accompanied by the remaining raindrops, which should make one feel refreshed and comfortable.

  I gasped for breath, and a low, gloomy mood gradually emerged from the bottom of my heart.

  I understand that this stalemate can't continue. Brad has the upper hand in terms of power and linear speed, while I have a slight advantage in agility. However, making numerous quick turns in a small range consumes a lot of physical energy, and with Brad's soul-bound equipment, his endurance is definitely better than mine.

  The feeling of suffocation grew thicker, coupled with the rapid consumption of physical strength, I suddenly felt a little short of breath.

  Brad completely ignored the defense, and the silver dagger in my hand chopped him like a scythe, if it was replaced with a clumsy wolf-toothed hammer, the effect would be even better.

  The endless entanglement continued, and I felt like I was holding my breath in my chest, extremely uncomfortable.

  As time slowly passed, my physical strength, emotions and attention all weakened, and my feet couldn't move as quickly. At this moment, Brad, who was extremely experienced in fighting, suddenly exerted his strength and made a sharp diagonal slash at my waist.

  The knife moved extremely fast. At this moment, I was a bit stunned and couldn't react in time, but years of training made me instinctively dodge backwards as soon as I saw the glint of the blade.

  Brad immediately took action, and with a sinister move, he kicked his leg at me. I couldn't dodge in time, so as I fell to the ground, I quickly turned my body, barely avoiding a blow to my lower abdomen, but my butt was kicked solidly.

  A surge of powerful energy came from below, a strong aura reverberated throughout my chest, I only felt a hot air rushing up to my chest, and with a "whoosh" sound, I spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

  Brad didn't hesitate and turned around with another knife. I spat out a mouthful of blood, and rolled away in a sorry state.

  Like a snowball, it rolled for more than ten meters before I finally stood up, enduring the pain in my chest and covered in dirt.

  Bula didn't take advantage of the trend to pursue, with a narrow and long curved knife, he pointed at me majestically from afar, "Fang Cheng, surrender now and I'll spare your life!"

  Brad's expression was cold and overbearing, as if he was the master who looked down on everything, while I was just an insignificant ant under his eyelids.

  I gazed at him quietly, and suddenly a wave of absurdity surged up in my heart.

  Is he in charge?

  Hahaha...

  I suddenly let out a loud and long laugh, and the previous gloominess disappeared completely in the laughter.

  Brad's eyes flashed with a fierce light, he gripped his long knife tightly, didn't say a word, and charged towards me with his head down.

  I wiped away the bloodstain at the corner of my mouth with a cold smile, and then... continued to dodge desperately.

  Nothing in this world is perfect. Brad must have his flaws, definitely!

  While dodging, I calmly and carefully observed.

  Suddenly, just as Brad sprang up, I noticed something unusual. On the front of his knee was a piece of armor to deflect enemy attacks, but on the back of his knee, that is, at the joint, it was soft for ease of movement.

  After realizing this point, I found that in addition to knee joints, Brad's elbows are also the same.

  Ah! A hint of smile instantly spread in my heart!

  The entanglement continues...

  Inside the spacious stone cave, two figures of different heights were moving back and forth. Suddenly, the shorter one stumbled and almost fell over.

  The iron-clad giant saw the situation, and with a low laugh, immediately raised his sword to press forward. "Whoosh!" A bright blue blade flashed out. But in this brief moment, the short man suddenly turned around, flashing behind the iron-clad giant, and the silver blade flashed straight out with a "whoosh whoosh whoosh" sound.

  Pssst... Blood and water sprayed out of the small wound with a piercing hissing sound.

  Brad growled and swung his knife, but the stinging pain in his elbow joint made him hesitate for a moment. Taking advantage of this, I ducked down and the silver light wrapped around his elbow once again.

  "Tsk tsk tsk, Nana's body is truly unparalleled. That small mouth, that cry... Oh... It's just a pity, there won't be another chance to enjoy it..."

  I kept provoking Brad with words, and in normal circumstances, this move would have been like a clown, only to provoke his disdain. But now, under this special circumstance, the effect was surprisingly good.

  "You eastern pig Luo, I'm going to kill you!" Brad bellowed loudly, but his movements became slower and slower.

  A smile in my heart, the verbal attack did not stop, every sentence with a tone of sarcasm pierced into Brad's ears. It was like a venomous snake with bloodthirsty fangs, biting at his every vulnerable spot.

  As the wound deepened, Brad finally couldn't hold on and let out a heaven-shaking roar, "Boom," his tall and sturdy body crashing to the ground.

  Without giving him a chance to catch his breath, I stepped forward with the small knife, ripped open his helmet, and with a crisp sound, cut off his chin, followed by a light slash on his neck.

  A hiss... A surge of hot blood suddenly spewed out.

  Looking at Brad's powerless and reluctant gaze at me, I finally let out a long sigh.

  After calming down for a while, I raised my hand and struck another blow. This time, I controlled my strength quite well, so Brad would only bleed but not die. Once the blood coagulated, I would strike again.

  So it went on until his blood was drained dry.

  I didn't mean to be so cruel, it's just that his cuirass is very hard to remove, I couldn't treat him like I did with Sif.

  But before long, a red glow flashed on Brad's body, and the red glow quickly shrank. The piece of red glow in the armor turned into a red gem-like object, condensing into his waistband.

  Brad's entity also burst into the air.

  He took the waistband and played with it for a while before putting it in his pocket. I'm very interested in this so-called strong soul equipment.

  "Hooray, hooray! Fang Cheng Gege is so awesome!" Kaka Bu applauded and cheered.

  I turned my head and glanced at her, only to see a pure and genuine smile on her face.

  But is this really the time for laughter?

  I didn't take her seriously and treated Brad just like I did with Sofia.

  I slowly walked up to Lin Muxian's side and looked at her pale face, saying, "Are you okay?"

  Lin Mou Xian smiled weakly and said, "It's nothing!... Thank you!"

  "You're my master, haha! Sleep well!" As I said this, I reached out and pressed the back of her neck with a moderate force, and Lin Muxian's head immediately tilted to one side, falling into a deep sleep.

  Then I slowly stood up and turned my head towards Kakabu.

  "Speak up, what is it for!"

  The voice was soft and gentle, just like an ordinary conversation between siblings. However, I knew that my face was terrifyingly pale at that moment.

  A formless killing intent burst out from his body, like a cold current on an extremely cold winter night, enveloping Kakabu's entire body!

  Kakabu's smile on her face paused for a moment, and her bright and clear big eyes gradually dimmed. Suddenly, she smiled again: "What's wrong? Brother Fang Cheng..."

  "There are only two of us here, what's the point in hiding anything? Maybe later we won't have a chance to." I interrupted her naive smile with a gentle laugh.

  Kakabu fell silent and gazed at me calmly for a long time, then suddenly smiled and said: "Nothing much... I just wanted to ask you to help me kill someone."

  "Murder?"

  "That's right," Kakabu suddenly turned her head, looking out at the pitch-black void outside the cave, her expression indescribably desolate and lonely. After a long silence, she said slowly: "Kayas, the master of the Ling Beast Gate, my grandfather... I want you to kill him!"