Chapter 78: Upgrades and Skill Testing
Half an hour later...
Song Qi and his companions finally approached the area where the snow wolves roamed.
Their luck was good—even before stepping into the territory, they could already see the snow wolf pack from a distance!
A quick glance revealed a fairly large wolf pack, numbering somewhere between two hundred and three hundred.
“Though half an hour's experience card went to waste, getting another round is still a fair trade,” Song Qi said, leaping from the sand horse.
Ying Zheng and Lü Bu paused only briefly. Once they glimpsed the wolves, there was no need for words—the two charged right in.
“By the way, leave me one wolf. I want to test the power of my skill.”
“Rest assured, sir (my lord)!” The two figures vanished from sight.
In the next instant...
A chorus of roars and howls erupted, echoing across the snowfield. The snow wolves fell in droves, not even having time to react before their bodies littered the ground.
Song Qi’s level rose to twenty-six, synchronizing Ying Zheng and Lü Bu’s levels with his.
Now, even without using skills, their stats in normal state already surpassed those of the snow wolves.
They were already vastly superior in combat technique, and now their attributes had overtaken as well. Calling it tigers pouncing on sheep would be understating it; more accurately, the two moved like ferocious beasts unleashed upon a flock of chickens!
Every move they made spelled the end of several wolves.
Inside the wolf pack, a shockwave of panic swept through like an earthquake.
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After more than ten minutes...
Hundreds of snow wolf corpses stained the snowfield crimson.
At last, the upgrade effect appeared above Song Qi’s head once more.
He had reached level twenty-seven.
The experience required for the next upgrade soared to an astonishing seven million.
Staring at the ever-rising experience requirement, even Song Qi couldn’t help but feel uneasy.
“In the days ahead, I’ll probably only gain a level a day at most.”
“That pace is still decent, but going from luxury back to frugality is always harder…”
If ordinary intermediate professionals overheard Song Qi’s ‘humble brag,’ they’d probably want to beat him up.
“We’re thrilled to level up once a month, and you’re complaining about one level a day?!!”
Fortunately, the dozen intermediate professionals nearby were still unconscious and couldn’t hear his grumbling.
Of course, even if they were awake, Song Qi wouldn’t be afraid—ordinary intermediates couldn’t beat him anyway.
As he let his mind wander, Lü Bu and Ying Zheng returned. Lü Bu was holding a snow wolf by the scruff, its tail tucked tightly.
“My lord, here’s your live wolf.”
Bang!
The snow wolf was tossed at Song Qi’s feet.
It appeared uninjured; though its fur was stained with blood, it was clearly not its own.
Yet it neither fled nor attacked—just cowered, tail between its legs, frozen in place.
“Looks like it’s been scared witless.”
“Doesn’t matter though. As long as it’s unharmed and its constitution is high enough to withstand the damage.”
Song Qi slowly extended his hand toward the wolf’s head.
“Mystic Gate... Heavenly Charge!”
Bang!
A powerful surge of energy burst from his palm!
The pure white blast, sharp as a sword, struck the wolf’s head before it could react.
The snow wolf spun and was sent flying, its limbs flailing in the air, soaring hundreds of meters away!
It wasn’t until the wolf, as tall as a man, had become a tiny black dot in the distance that it finally landed.
“Roughly three hundred meters. My current spirit attribute is just over a thousand, and the wolf’s constitution is about the same.”
“Knocking it back three hundred meters is indeed impressive.”
“Even a monster with two thousand points in constitution would be sent flying dozens of meters by this skill.”
“The only thing lacking is the damage.”
Song Qi could see the wolf, despite having flown so far, immediately whimpering and running away upon landing.
No signs of injury.
Even a direct hit to the head couldn’t inflict much harm—he’d better abandon any notion of using this skill for damage output.
“Now that I’ve tested its power, next is the consumption test.”
Song Qi turned toward the snowy field, raised both hands, and began to gather energy.
Then...
Bang, bang, bang, bang...
His hands became like semi-automatic rifles, white blasts of energy shooting out in rapid succession.
Ten shots, twenty, thirty...
Fifty, a hundred, a hundred fifty...
At one hundred and fifty shots, Song Qi finally stopped.
He frowned, rubbing his forehead.
“After one hundred fifty times, fatigue is unmistakable.”
“So, with one thousand points in spirit, I can use Heavenly Charge three hundred times in a row.”
“Of course, to remain clear-headed, two hundred is the limit.”
“The skill’s consumption isn’t high—perfect for control or defense.”
“Once I boost my spirit above three thousand with soul link, I can pretty much treat this skill as no-cost.”
Satisfied with the skill’s effect and consumption, Song Qi nodded.
It could be used for offense or defense.
No wonder the city lord had specifically chosen this skill for him.
It was flawless.
He then checked his phone—still no message from the city lord.
“The city lord hasn’t replied. I wonder how things are going over there…”
“It’s getting late. Time to return to the settlement.”
“The snowfields at night aren’t safe.”
Song Qi climbed onto Ying Zheng’s sand horse once more and leisurely rode toward the gathering point…