Douluo: Let me loot an airdrop first.

Chapter 13: Ning Yuanshan's First Soul Ring, Tang 3's Choice of the Year Soul Ring

At the same time, Su Manxue unleashed her first soul skill, and Liu Qingfeng, amplified by "Great Strength," descended like a god, hammering the Iron Beast, which was made of bronze and iron, until it howled in pain. Old Qi on the periphery was equally busy; whenever the Iron Beast tried to escape, he would wield his iron mace and smash it repeatedly.

Although Elder Qi's cultivation level wasn't high, he had already reached level nineteen for decades. Because he didn't have the aid of a higher-level martial soul, he was actually quite adept at using his martial soul. He controlled his first soul skill with complete ease, never wasting a single bit of soul power. While century-old soul beasts like the Golden Iron Beast before him had awakened their intelligence, they still couldn't match the resourcefulness and adaptability of human soul masters. With the combined efforts of the three academy teachers, it was repeatedly defeated and soon became exhausted, utterly powerless to resist.

"Xiao Ning, come quick!" Liu Qingfeng spoke in human language as he pressed down on the Golden Iron Beast, exposing its throat, chest, abdomen, and other vital parts.

Ning Yuanshan had hunted wild animals with the village protection team in Holy Soul Village, and had seen bloodshed and killed soul beasts along the way in the Soul Hunting Forest. At this moment, seeing the Golden Iron Beast hissing and covered in blood, he was unmoved. He took out the short sword he had prepared and stabbed the Golden Iron Beast in the neck and heart several times.

With a mournful cry, the Golden Iron Beast was drained of blood and lay still in moments. At the same time, a thick yellow halo slowly appeared above its massive body, confirming its death.

Without Qi Lao's reminder, Ning Yuanshan had already slowly condensed his soul power into his palm. Accompanied by a flashing red halo, he successfully summoned the wooden box martial soul. His martial soul flashed red light, just like the smoke rising from an airdrop crate. As Ning Yuanshan consciously guided his soul power, the red smoke seemed to build a misty bridge between the martial soul and the soul ring, and the soul ring slowly followed the bridge onto the wooden box.

"Sit cross-legged and focus your mind on your martial spirit," Elder Qi instructed from the side. He was quite worried about Ning Yuanshan and kept saying, "Little Ning, no matter how violent the power impacts your consciousness and body, remember to stay clear-headed. Only by withstanding this impact can you better utilize the power of your spirit ring in the future."

Old Qi's voice gradually faded away, and the soul ring, carrying immense power, surged into Ning Yuanshan's body in an instant. He felt as if countless tiny insects were crawling and biting through his flesh, bones, and blood, causing an extremely unbearable burning pain.

This kind of pain was something Ning Yuanshan had never experienced in his two lifetimes. He thought he couldn't bear it, but perhaps it was the souls of his two lifetimes that made his nerves more resilient...

Ning Yuanshan seemed to have entered a state of "inner vision" often mentioned in fantasy novels. He saw a torrent of soul power continuously impacting his martial soul, but it was immediately swallowed up by the airdrop crate. No matter how high the waves of the torrent surged, not a single drop could escape.

After an unknown amount of time, Ning Yuanshan noticed that the inventory had lit up. With a thought, a frying pan appeared in the airdrop crate.

He eagerly took out the frying pan and held it in his hand. A feeling of complete control arose within him, as if the frying pan were part of his body, an extension of his arm.

"Although weapon spirits don't possess the body like beast spirits and can combine with one's own body, when a frying pan is in hand, who can say that it and I are not one?" From then on, Ning Yuanshan officially stepped into the ranks of spirit masters.

Ning Yuanshan happily examined the frying pan. Although this martial spirit wasn't particularly cool or stylish, considering its ability to block bullets and grenades in the game, its power shouldn't be bad. Ning Yuanshan chuckled, instantly transforming into Red Wolf, and casually swung his arm, wielding the frying pan to deliver a powerful blow to the corpse of the Golden Iron Beast.

Liu Qingfeng and his group did not hunt the Iron Beast with much care; its scales and armor were riddled with holes, making it seem worthless. So they simply let Ning Yuanshan try his hand at it.

With a muffled clang, scales flew and blood splattered. Although the Golden Iron Beast's defense was greatly reduced after its death, Ning Yuanshan's normal attack, which only slightly circulated his soul power, still dealt considerable damage.

What excited Ning Yuanshan was not only the unlocking of the frying pan, but also the fact that the second item in his equipment inventory was now displaying an image, albeit still grayed out.

"This pattern should be..."

Meanwhile, Tang San and Yu Xiaogang were also searching for suitable soul beasts in the Soul Hunting Forest.

"Teacher, that lone bamboo is not far ahead..." The master was not as well prepared for this hunt of soul beasts as Qi Lao and his group. With limited strength, the master could only lead Tang San to wander around the outer perimeter. Moreover, even just in the outer perimeter, survival was not easy. Not long ago, the master and disciple encountered a rather troublesome soul beast - the Shadow Spirit Serpent.

The Shadow Serpent's venom is also quite potent, making it a suitable soul beast for Tang San to hunt. Unfortunately, this type of venomous snake is relatively docile. Although it is not very aggressive, it is extremely vigilant. Upon seeing Grandmaster summon Luo Sanpao, it ran away without resistance.

"It's a pity I'm not an agility-type Soul Master, otherwise that hundred-year-old Shadow Serpent could have been your Soul Ring..." Yu Xiaogang felt a little annoyed. His initial idea was to find a poison-attribute Soul Beast for Tang San, but most poisonous Soul Beasts are agile and rarely fight head-on. Moreover, regardless of whether Yu Xiaogang could handle it, who would protect Tang San if he fought with the Soul Beast?

"Sigh, I'm too weak. When I encounter spirit beasts, I either can't beat them or I can't hold them down..." Yu Xiaogang suddenly felt resentment towards Elder Qi and the others. He cursed inwardly, "Xiao San is also a student of Notting Spirit Academy. He also wants to hunt for spirit rings. Why aren't you helping Xiao San..."

For several days, Tang San and Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang failed to find any suitable spirit beasts to hunt, and their food and water were nearly depleted. The Spirit Hunting Forest was fraught with danger, and Tang San and Yu Xiaogang were only two people, with Tang San being quite young. Unlike Ning Yuanshan, where there were four teachers and students, and three teachers took turns guarding them during their camping trips, ensuring that venomous snakes and ferocious beasts could not approach.

Tang San and Yu Xiaogang had been taking turns keeping watch these past few days, and hadn't been sleeping well at all, so they were both quite exhausted. After much thought, they still felt that the Lone Bamboo they had encountered when they first entered the Soul Hunter Forest was the most suitable animal to hunt for a Soul Ring.

"That's the only way. Judging from the height of this solitary bamboo, it's no more than ten meters tall, so it should be a ten-year-old solitary bamboo. Its attack power is not strong, and it's rooted here, so it's inconvenient to move. It's a bit troublesome, but the danger is not high." Yu Xiaogang first taught Tang San about the weaknesses and attack methods of the solitary bamboo spirit beast, and then summoned Luo Sanpao to attack together with Tang San.