blueteamnovel Chapter 5 Awakening of My Destiny's Supernatural Power! I Want to Try It!
Chapter 5 Awakening of My Destiny's Supernatural Power! I Want to Try It!
Qing Mufeng looked down at the armor on his body, feeling the power surging into his body from the armor.
Defense capabilities have been greatly enhanced.
Recovery ability is greatly improved.
Mental strength has been greatly enhanced.
Speed and attack power have also seen a significant increase.
This is not a soul skill.
This is……
"My innate divine power," Qing Mufeng murmured, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes.
Qing Zhengyue was completely stunned.
He has lived for seventy-eight years and has seen countless martial spirits and countless spirit skills.
But he had never seen such a thing before.
It's not a soul skill granted by a soul ring, but rather an ability awakened by the martial soul itself.
Unheard of.
Liu Yunlan circled her grandson twice, the old lady's eyes shining like two stars.
"Old man, did you see that?"
"This armor...this child's martial soul has awakened some kind of innate ability!"
Her voice was trembling, not from fear, but from excitement.
"I saw it." Qing Zhengyue's voice was a little hoarse.
He walked up to his grandson, stretched out his finger, and gently tapped the suit of armor.
Ding! ! !
The crisp sound was like striking metal.
However, the surface of the armor also revealed the texture of wood.
"Its defensive capabilities are very strong," Qing Zhengyue judged. "Moreover, it's not just a simple physical defense; I can sense that it also isolates soul power."
He tapped twice more, then stopped.
"What about consumption?"
Qing Mufeng sensed the rate at which his soul power was draining: "Medium, I can maintain it."
"Put it away," Qing Zhengyue said. "Don't use this ability in front of others lightly; keep it as a trump card."
"Yes, that's what I think too."
Qing Mufeng nodded, and with a thought, the armor on his body receded like a tide and disappeared back into his body.
Qing Zhengyue was silent for a moment, then suddenly reached out and gently patted his grandson on the head.
"Azure Dragon Probing Claw." He repeated the name of the soul skill in a low voice, then looked at his grandson: "You know what your martial soul is, right?"
Qing Mufeng raised his head and met his grandfather's eyes.
He didn't speak, he just nodded.
"When did you find out?"
"When I awakened," Qing Mufeng said, "the inherited memories told me."
"I see."
Qing Zhengyue closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
When he opened his eyes again, there was no longer any shock or turmoil in them, only calmness and determination.
"Alright," he said. "Since you know, Grandpa won't say any more. Remember, until you are strong enough, you are a green snake, not a green dragon."
"I understand," Qing Mufeng said.
Qing Zhengyue looked at him, at the composure beyond his years in the eyes of this six-year-old child, and suddenly smiled.
"Let's rest for fifteen minutes." The old man turned around and gripped his longsword tightly again. "Then we'll go find the second soul beast."
Liu Yunlan squatted down and straightened her grandson's collar. The old lady's eyes were a little red, but she was smiling.
"My precious grandson," she said softly, her voice choked with emotion, "you are so much better than your grandfather was back then."
Qing Mufeng looked at the tears in his grandmother's eyes, said nothing, and simply squeezed his grandmother's hand gently.
Fifteen minutes later.
The three figures continued walking deeper into the dense forest.
Qing Mufeng walked between his grandparents, his steps still light and quick.
Within his body, a deep yellow spirit ring slowly rotated, while the Azure Dragon Armor lay dormant deep within his martial spirit, awaiting the next summoning.
The first link is complete.
Next, we'll move on to the second ring.
.....
"grandfather."
Qing Zhengyue stopped and turned to look at his grandson.
"What's wrong?"
Qing Mufeng stepped forward and stood side by side with his grandfather.
His gaze was fixed on the low-lying valley ahead, where a giant blue dragon was coiled up, basking in the sun.
Azure Dragon.
The superior species of the Vine Dragon, with the Wood attribute, is twice the size of the previous Vine Dragon, with a body as thick as a water vat and a length of over eight meters.
Its scales are dark blue, each the size of an adult's palm, and gleam with a cold, eerie luster in the sunlight.
"Let me try out this Azure Spirit Dragon," Qing Mufeng said.
Qing Zhengyue frowned.
"What did you say?"
I said, let me try it myself.
Qing Mufeng repeated calmly, "Grandpa and Grandma can just watch from the side. If I can't handle it, then you can step in."
Liu Yunlan walked over quickly and reached out to touch her grandson's forehead: "Feng'er, do you have a fever? That was a 1,600-year-old soul beast, and you're only six years old, having just absorbed your first soul ring..."
"Grandma, I don't have a fever."
Qing Mufeng gently brushed his grandmother's hand away, looking earnestly at the two elderly people. "I know it's a thousand-year-old soul beast, I know it's stronger than me, but..."
He paused, organizing his thoughts.
"My martial soul is the Azure Dragon."
"Possesses the pride of the dragon race."
Qing Zhengyue's eyes flickered.
"The Azure Dragon is the supreme ruler of all dragons belonging to the wood element in the world."
Qing Mufeng continued, "My inherited memories tell me that all wood-type dragon soul beasts are suppressed by their bloodline rank when facing the Azure Dragon. They cannot unleash their full strength, and may even be too afraid to attack with all their might."
He looked at the azure dragon in the valley.
"I want to test how strong this suppression is."
Qing Zhengyue fell silent.
He stared into his grandson's eyes for a long time, trying to find a trace of impulsiveness, recklessness, or ignorance of the immensity of the world in them.
But he couldn't find it.
Those eyes were calm, as calm as a deep pool of water.
It's not that I'm not afraid, but that I know what I'm doing.
"How confident are you?" Qing Zhengyue asked.
"Due to the level restrictions, I'm not confident."
Qing Mufeng honestly replied, "That's why I had my grandparents watch from the sidelines. If I could win, I would fight; if I couldn't, I would run. Only if I couldn't run away would you step in."
Qing Zhengyue's lips twitched slightly.
This kid is quite shrewd.
Liu Yunlan wanted to say something, but Qing Zhengyue raised his hand to stop her.
"Let her give it a try," the old man said.
Liu Yunlan glared at her husband, but did not object further.
The old woman stepped aside, her right hand already gripping the short dagger at her waist, while her left hand pulled out two small porcelain bottles from her cloth bag, ready to strike at any moment.
Qing Zhengyue also took a few steps back, his long sword drawn three inches from its sheath, his gaze fixed on his grandson.
"Go ahead," he said. "Remember, if it doesn't work out, back out."
Qing Mufeng nodded, took a deep breath, and turned to walk towards the valley.
...
In the valley.
The Azure Dragon had already sensed their arrival.
The perception of a thousand-year-old soul beast far surpasses that of a hundred-year-old one. From the moment Qing Mufeng opened his mouth to speak, it raised its dragon head, its golden vertical pupils coldly staring at the three intruders.
But it didn't move.
Because it sensed something unsettling.
That aura didn't come from the white-haired old man.
Although the old man was very strong, his strength was something the creature could understand and cope with.
That aura came from that child.
That child was only six years old.
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