Chapter 15: Battle Against the Silver Moon Sky Wolf: Single-Handed Eighteen Picks

"Silver Moon Sky Wolf!" Lan Xue looked slightly surprised, "I truly didn't expect that in this small Soul Hunting Forest, there would still be such a rare and powerful Spirit Beast."

"Let's go over and take a look. If the age is suitable, it shall serve as your first ring, Feihuang."

The group stood up, and under the guidance of the soldiers, they soon found the Silver Moon Sky Wolf.

At this moment, the wolf was drinking water by the river, completely unaware of the group's approach. Lan Xue, a Spirit Douluo, used her soul power to mask everyone's presence; it was not something a mere hundred-year Spirit Beast could detect.

"Hmm, with this size, I'm afraid it's close to seven hundred years!" Lan Xue frowned. The age of this Silver Moon Sky Wolf was nearly reaching the limit for a typical Spirit Master's second spirit ring.

Although Nan Feihuang's physique had been extraordinary since childhood and he had consumed Whale Glue, she would not have worried in the slightest if it were two hundred years over, but at nearly three hundred years, she feared there was a certain degree of danger.

"Mother, it's fine, I want this one," Nan Feihuang said with a confident smile.

He understood his own body better than Lan Xue did; the potential of his Ghost God Body, similar to that of Lv Bu, Lv Fengxian, meant he would not be unable to withstand even a seven-hundred-year spirit ring.

"But..." Lan Xue was still a little hesitant.

"Mother, I know what you are worried about. It's fine. For a hundred-year Spirit Beast, every hundred years is a qualitative change. If it truly reached over seven hundred years, I would not choose it. But according to my estimation, its actual age is at most around six hundred and ninety years. Just like that Chrysanthemum Douluo of the Spirit Hall, who claims to be a Level 95 Super Douluo to the outside world, while those in the upper echelons all know he is only between Level 94 and 95, still some distance away from the true qualitative change of the Super Douluo realm," Nan Feihuang said.

Lan Xue thought about it carefully. Her son's physique was even a step stronger than that of Dian Wei, and Dian Wei had absorbed a six-hundred-year spirit ring with absolutely no effort.

Just as Nan Feihuang said, this Silver Moon Sky Wolf had not actually reached over seven hundred years; it was only a few decades older than the one Dian Wei had.

Indeed, the probability of success would not be low.

"You little one, how can you judge a Title Douluo? It's fine to say such things in front of Mother, but you must not speak recklessly in front of outsiders. Also, you must use the respectful title of 'Your Excellency' for a Title Douluo." Lan Xue rarely lectured her son; as the Crown Prince, he could not be unrestrained in his speech.

In reality, Nan Feihuang naturally had his own sense of propriety. This was only because he was in front of Lan Xue; he would not say such things in front of others, not even his father, Nan Tianchen.

"Alright, since you are so confident, Mother will agree to it. Get ready." Lan Xue's gaze was serious; after all, this concerned her son's first spirit ring, and she could not let that wolf slip away.

"Circular formation!" Xun Yu ordered while holding the Military Talisman.

More than twenty infantrymen suddenly appeared, forming a circular formation, holding shields to surround the Silver Moon Sky Wolf in the center.

The Silver Moon Sky Wolf was startled by this scene, not expecting to be surrounded all of a sudden.

Sensing the killing intent, the Silver Moon Sky Wolf prepared for battle and lunged fiercely at one of the soldiers.

At this time, Xun Yu's level was too low, and the soldiers he summoned were ordinary people without soul power, merely a bit stronger than the average person.

Soon, three of them died under the claws of the Silver Moon Sky Wolf.

However, the summoned soldiers were weak, and the soul power consumed was very little, so Xun Yu immediately re-summoned them to replace the fallen soldiers.

Lan Xue did not rush to intervene; she actually wanted to see the strength of these three children working in coordination.

Seeing that these soldiers were fighting endlessly, the Silver Moon Sky Wolf's eyes immediately emitted silver light. This was it preparing to use its soul skill, Sky Wolf Howl!

"Ahhh (First Soul Skill, Imperial Flying Knife)!" Lv Lingqi struck instantly, using the Feilian Halberd as a flying knife, throwing it out like a shuriken.

The Feilian Halberd was imbued with golden light, striking the Silver Moon Sky Wolf at high speed.

This strike not only caused it significant injury but also dispersed its gathered soul power, causing the Sky Wolf Howl to fail.

The soldiers also took the opportunity to pounce forward, hacking wildly at the Silver Moon Sky Wolf.

Unfortunately, the infantry swords, lacking soul power, could not even break its skin.

Nan Feihuang was quite satisfied in his heart; if it didn't even have this level of physique, it wouldn't be worthy of being called a superior Spirit Beast among wolves.

However, while this wolf could block ordinary infantry swords, it might not be able to block his Peerless Fangtian Halberd.

Nan Feihuang smashed down with his halberd.

The current Peerless Fangtian Halberd did not have a single spirit ring yet and was not very heavy. Moreover, the Fangtian Halberd was not a purely heavy weapon like the Clear Sky Hammer; it relied mainly on the sharpness of its blades. In terms of weight, it was likely not even as heavy as the Clear Sky Hammer, currently weighing only about a hundred catties.

But for the six-year-old Nan Feihuang, this weight was quite handy.

In any case, as his strength grew, the weight of the Fangtian Halberd would also increase.

The Silver Moon Sky Wolf might be able to withstand the weight of the Fangtian Halberd, but it could not withstand its sharpness. Where the halberd edge swept, its skin was cut open as easily as paper.

"It truly is a divine weapon. My Mysterious Ice Halberd did not have such attack power before it had a spirit ring!" Lan Xue exclaimed.

The injury ignited the ferocity of the Silver Moon Sky Wolf. It stared at Nan Feihuang with blood-red eyes, baring its sharp fangs to bite him.

Nan Feihuang held the halberd with one hand, swung it from bottom to top, hitting the Silver Moon Sky Wolf's chin and sending it flying. Then, he thrust straight ahead; after being dodged, he swept with the side blades of the halberd, thrust forward half a meter, then pulled back, and used one side of the halberd to stab it in its visual blind spot.

This combination of swinging, sweeping, thrusting, and stabbing was done in one smooth motion.

Lan Xue's eyes lit up. She could see that Nan Feihuang was using a set of halberd techniques, even though she had strictly warned him that he should focus on cultivating soul power at this time.

But what Nan Feihuang was using was not some exquisite and complex technique that required a vast amount of time to practice.

Instead, it was the most common technique for long weapons, where the power lay entirely in the exertion, and it also had the effect of tempering the body.

Nan Feihuang only needed to practice for half an hour to an hour each day at the Chen and Zi hours, which would not delay his soul power cultivation.

It was just unclear where he had learned such an excellent foundation-building martial art; it was much more practical than the fist techniques she had taught him, and it was not at all inferior when used in actual combat.

"Ahhhhh..." Lv Lingqi called out happily, because she recognized this halberd technique; her former father, Lv Bu, had also practiced it.

Or rather, most masters of long weapons during the Three Kingdoms period had some exposure to it, such as Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun, and others.

This halberd technique was precisely passed down from the hands of Xiang Yu: the Single-Handed Eighteen Picks!

The bravery of Xiang Yu was unparalleled throughout the ages; his Overlord Spear and Overlord Halberd were both peerless arts of the world. The Single-Handed Eighteen Picks could be used for the spear as well as the halberd, and many masters of long weapons in later generations used the Single-Handed Eighteen Picks as the foundation for their rise to the pinnacle of the world.

As it happened, this skill was recorded in the Dunjia Heavenly Book, and Nan Feihuang had practiced it during this past month.

The eighteen moves of the Single-Handed Eighteen Picks were all foundations of long-weapon martial arts; as long as one practiced them well, practicing stronger martial arts in the future would surely yield twice the result with half the effort.

(End of chapter)