Douluo Dalu: My Martial Spirit is the Worm of Time

Chapter 16 Amon, come and fight!

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"What kind of Soul Beast did you hunt to obtain your Soul Ring?" Mi Zonglan asked, puzzled.

Yan Jin didn't hide it, "It was a slime."

"A slime? That kind of low-level Soul Beast?"

"Yes, the one I hunted was a bit old, slightly exceeding the absorbable age. I took a risk and tried it, and luckily, I succeeded."

Yan Jin concealed Amon's help, as some secrets are not suitable to be exposed.

Mi Zonglan pondered for a moment, then said solemnly, "Are you willing to join the Spirit Hall? You don't have to leave Frostleaf City, and I will arrange for Spirit Hall Soul Masters to teach you."

Yan Jin shook her head, "Sorry, my current teacher is very good."

"That's a pity." Mi Zonglan sighed, "Alright, your advancement assessment is over. From now on, you are a glorious Soul Master of the Heaven Dou Empire. Go to Silver and get a badge. In the future, you can use the badge issued to you to receive subsidies from the Spirit Hall every month."

Hearing that she could receive money, Yan Jin smiled brightly, "Thank you."

After receiving the money, she bought some snacks for her younger siblings on the street, and then she hopped back to her residence.

Afterward, she walked to the door of Amon's room and shouted with a full voice, "Amon, come and fight me."

Amon opened the door, walked out, pinched his monocle, and asked with a chuckle, "Are you sure?"

"Hey, my Soul Power is already higher than yours. This time, I will definitely win against you."

"Then let's do it." Seeing her determined look, Amon had no choice but to fulfill her wish.

Yan Jin summoned her Spirit in the first instant and activated her Soul Skill. Magma flowed, covering the area from her fingertips to her elbows, forming a pair of lava arm guards.

Knowing that Amon could resist the high temperature of magma, she didn't intend to hold back.

"Hey, show your Spirit!"

Previously, Amon used his Spirit to help her absorb the Soul Ring. The integration and removal were completed silently, so until now, Yan Jin had never truly seen what his Spirit looked like.

"No need."

"Are you looking down on me?" Yan Jin's face showed a hint of anger, "Never underestimate your opponent, that's what you taught me."

Saying that, she rushed forward.

Amon only straightened his thumb and index finger, making a gesture of holding a gun.

"Bang!"

An air bullet exploded in Yan Jin's abdomen. She felt as if she had been punched hard, causing a burst of pain.

Amon controlled the power of the air bullet, otherwise the damage would have been more than just this.

Of course, low damage meant faster attack speed and higher attack frequency.

Knowing that Yan Jin's physique had greatly increased after becoming a Soul Master, he didn't have too many concerns, and air bullets were fired one after another at the less vital parts of her body.

Even though she had seen Amon's move before, even though she had prepared in advance, Yan Jin realized how terrifying this self-created Soul Skill was when she was truly the target.

Small Soul Power fluctuations, fast speed, silent… even with mental preparation, she still couldn't dodge it!

Yan Jin covered her whole body with magma, forming a suit of armor, which gave her a brief moment to catch her breath.

However, she soon discovered that the power of the "air bullet" had also become much stronger.

Magma is a fluid, only having the ability to buffer and weaken, not as tough as real armor.

An air bullet could explode a large hole in the lava armor, and the subsequent attacks hit her body one after another. The scene seemed to be not much different from the beginning.

After being beaten up, Yan Jin finally shouted for mercy, "Stop, stop, stop, don't hit me, I admit defeat."

Amon didn't stop immediately, "You can provoke a fight at will, but when it ends may not be up to you. I don't object to you being willful and reckless, as long as you can bear the consequences."

Yan Jin squatted down and defended her head. A minute later, Amon finally stopped attacking.

"Hmph… I'll let you win this time, I'll definitely win back next time."

Although Yan Jin was beaten until her bones were about to fall apart, she was still stubborn.

"Your Soul Skill is too useful, right? By the way, I haven't seen your Spirit until now, what is it?" She asked with a curious face.

Amon smiled and said gently, "Don't pry into other people's secrets."

"Tsk… If you don't want to say it, then don't say it… hiss…" Yan Jin tugged at the wound on her body and gasped.

… …

Ice Thorns Manor, inside the magnificent hall, Ma Wen sat on a beautifully crafted chair, holding a glass of red wine.

"How is the situation? Do you think they are worth my continued support?"

Glen recalled Yan Jin and Amon's performance and nodded, "I think the current level of support may not be enough. If possible, we should continue to strengthen our relationship with them."

"Hmm?" Ma Wen felt a little surprised. She knew that Glen was an arrogant person, and few people could receive such praise from him.

"That Yan Jin is a true genius, she is already level fourteen! And her combat power is also very strong. She could instantly kill two Tundra Wolves before obtaining her Soul Ring. Now, even ordinary Soul Grandmasters may not be her opponents."

Glen's voice was very indifferent, but the content he said was shocking.

"What?" Ma Wen lost her composure a little, "I remember she's only seven years old, right?"

Suppressing the surprise in her heart, she asked again, "Then what about Amon?"

"Amon… I can't see through him." Glen thought for a while and answered hesitantly.

"He always maintains a calm demeanor. I haven't even seen him display his Spirit along the way. Of course, this is also related to me paying more attention to Yan Jin."

"I see." Ma Wen put the wine glass on the small table next to her, tapped the table with her fingers, and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, she opened her eyes and said softly, "Let the people who went to monitor them come back, send the house deed over, and also, tell them that if they need to hunt Soul Rings, I can invest more manpower to help find Soul Beasts next time."

Another person next to Ma Wen couldn't help but ask, "Master Ma Wen, is it really necessary to show such goodwill to them? They're just two children, and the path of a Soul Master is never smooth sailing. Maybe they'll die halfway."

"Heh, you idiot." Glen glanced at him sideways and mocked, "Vasef, has your brain become like your Spirit… being a level fourteen at seven years old, how many levels do you think she'll be when she graduates from the Junior Soul Master Academy in five years?

"Plus that terrifying magma Spirit, would you still be her opponent then? A Soul Master with the strength comparable to a Soul Venerable would be revered as a guest of honor in any force in Frostleaf City. With a little more time, she will become a big figure that we can only look up to!"

Vasef's Spirit is a wild boar-like Soul Beast, and he has always been at odds with Glen.

"Who are you calling a pig brain?" Vasef said angrily.

"You even despise your own Spirit?" Glen said sarcastically.

Vasef wanted to say something, but he heard Ma Wen say coldly, "Enough, don't question my decision!"