"Okay, I already know the general situation." Moloto took back his soul network and told Ivan that this state could be ended.

"Oh." After hearing Moloto's words, Ivan's blue light faded and his black eyes were revealed again.

After "huhu" exiting the potential explosion, Ivan kept gasping for breath, his face full of fatigue.

"Is this the sequelae you said?" Molotto looked at Ivan with a frown. How long has it been, and he did nothing.

"Well, that's it. If I take the initiative to end my state, I'm afraid I'll have to lie down now." Ivan found a clean stone and sat down.

The morning sea breeze was still a little cool. Ivan narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the sun that had risen from the sea level.

"Uncle, didn't you say you invited me to breakfast? I'm a little hungry." Ivan looked at Moloto with his stomach covering.

"I'm a little hungry, too. I was going to have some breakfast at your place, but who knew that the deep sea in your house was there, so scared that I didn't dare to move." Moloto sighed, "How did I use the soul impact last time?"

"Just that's it. I can only deal with some ordinary people. As long as the soul is a little stronger, it can resist or even ignore it." Ivan controlled a trace of soul power to compress it into a small ball in his palm. This is the limit that Ivan can detonate at present.

"It's a little larger than last time, and it should be the reason why your soul strength has been improved." Moloto after carefully savoring it, he came up with the difference between the two. "You try to increase the power of the soul to see if it can detonate it to form a soul impact."

"I'll try." Ivan dissipated the small soul ball floating in his palm, pulled out more soul power from his mind, and began to gradually compress it. After the compression reached its extreme, Ivan tried to detonate.

"How about it, can you detonate it?" Moloto looked at Ivan and asked anxiously.

"No, I can't break it at all. I feel that the outer wall of the ball is as hard as steel." Ivan frowned tightly, shook his head after trying hard and said that he couldn't do it.

"Take it slow, you break this first, and then gradually increase the soul power of the ball until the standard soul is stopped. When you break the standard soul ball, I'm teaching you a skill." Seeing that Ivan failed, Moloto stood up, "I'll get some food and will come back soon."

"Are you going to Ruoye City?"

"No, it's too far away, and there's no ready-made food here?" Moloto said and began to take off his clothes.

"Uncle, what do you want to do? Even if there is no one here, you don't have to take off your clothes." Ivan looked at Moloto, who had already started taking off his upper body.

"Nonsense, you must take off your clothes when you go fishing." Moloto jumped a few times while taking off his clothes to the point of only one underwear left, stretched his body and walked towards the sea. "During the time when I was fishing, you can practice how to detonate the soul ball."

"Uncle, uncle." Ivan looked at Moloto who had entered the shallow sea coral area and screamed a few times, but Moloto did not hear it and went straight into the water and disappeared.

"Uncle, he shouldn't be fine?" Ivan looked at the calm sea. After waiting for a while, Molotto's head came out of the sea. It seemed that he was changing his breath, and then got in. "Forget it, I'd better continue to try it. I don't know what the next skill the uncle promised to teach me?"

Time passed by minute by minute. Ivan had never been able to detonate the soul ball compressed in his hand, and Moloto continued to ventilate and dive in to catch fish.

"Damn it, I always feel a little bit worse." Ivan, who failed again, dissipated the soul ball in his hand and lay directly on the beach. The long-term use of the soul network made Ivan feel tired, and coupled with hunger, Ivan's vision had already become a little dim.

"Hahaha." And at this moment, a hearty laughter came from the other side of the sea, "Ivan, look at what I caught!"

"Huh?" Ivan, lying on the beach, turned his head and looked at Moloto who was gradually swimming towards the beach. He paddled with one hand and held up a pink crayfish all over.

"This time I was lucky. I happened to see its tentacles exposed from the coral reef." Moloto, who walked up to the beach from the sea, said to Ivan while admiring the nearly one-meter-long crayfish in his hand. The tail of the crayfish was about to be forty centimeters. "Then I quietly walked it around behind it and pressed it down. Don't say that this little guy has a lot of strength in the sea."

"So big?" Ivan looked at the crayfish in Moloto's hand, "Why doesn't it move? Is it dead?"

"No, I saw it was about to break free from my hands and gave it a soul impact. Now it should be dizzy." Moloto threw the crayfish in his hand onto the beach, "I'll pick up some dry firewood. If you see it's showing signs of escape, don't hesitate to give it a soul impact directly. Even the soul impact of your level is not something it can withstand."

"Is this OK?" Ivan was immediately refreshed by Moloto's words.

"Why can't it be? Things are dead and people live. Whoever stipulates that soul impact can only be used on people, as long as there are souls, it can be used." Molotto put on his pants, and the sea breeze was still a little cold on his body. "When I come back, I will invite you to a seafood meal."

"Oh." Ivan nodded to Moloto. After seeing him leave, he picked up a small stone beside him and hit the crayfish's head.

I don’t know if it was because of the dizziness on my soul, or because of the moment when Ivan hit it before, the crayfish that was originally lying on the ground, immediately raised huge pliers and pointed at Ivan.

"Oh," Ivan was immediately startled as he looked at the pliers that were longer than his arm and swung them towards him. However, he felt ashamed immediately after realizing that he was actually scared by a crayfish. He didn't care about any skills and rushed the soul power in his mind into the crayfish's brain.

The crayfish, which was originally showing off its power, suddenly became listless under Ivan's attack.

"I asked you to clamp me, I asked you to clamp me." Because the crayfish's soul defense was too weak, Ivan's soul network easily penetrated into its mind, and the soul power began to compress under Ivan's control, "I'll eat you later."

Just as Ivan's soul ball was about to take shape, the crayfish seemed to feel its fate began to struggle violently. Its soul instinctively began to drive out foreign souls. Before Ivan detonated the ball, he was naturally unwilling to be squeezed out. Two different soul forces began to confront each other.

The soul power belonging to the crayfish hit Ivan's soul ball hard. The soul ball that had not yet formed suddenly broke, and a soul impact directly swept the crayfish's mind.

"Uh, what's this?" Ivan looked at the crayfish that was staying motionless on the ground again, remembering that before he had detonated, the soul ball cracked open by itself.

"It would be great if I didn't need to detonate the soul ball before and cracked it." Ivan thought of the soul ball that had tried many times before but failed to detonate it, and his tone was a pity.
Chapter completed!