Destiny is ashes

Chapter 405 Two Secret Tricks (33)

at the same time.

In Nianquan's room.

Nianquan stared at the 'life-extending bud' in Anjing's hand in surprise. "This... is this the vitality essence of the pure-blooded Dang Kang?"

"You..." He looked at An Jing in disbelief: "You hunted a pure-blooded Dang Kang?"

An Jing thought about it, shook his head and said, "It's just that we have a good relationship and the other party gave me a lot."

"deliver?"

Now even Huo Qing couldn't hold back any more: "An Jing, do you know how precious this thing is to Dang Kang? It's like another life for them!"

Although he was surprised, he actually knew that what An Jing said was actually the truth, because generally speaking, during the process of hunting Dang Kang, Dang Kang would definitely use these vitality to heal his wounds, unless it was a one-shot kill, killing the opponent before he had time to react, so that he could harvest a vitality essence...not necessarily!

Because the vegetation in the Tianyuan Realm is not very lush, it is very difficult for Dang Kang to accumulate the essence of plants and trees. Many Dang Kangs have never condensed it until their death.

what?
An Jing blinked, and he recalled how Pan Xueya condensed six life-extending buds in one breath, as if he was giving away six pine cones. No matter how he thought about it, it was not precious: "It seems that the Tianyuan Realm is so poor... Even the wild monsters are so tight."

But An Jing didn't show it. He still said seriously: "In short, with wood supporting wood, this life-extending bud can help you isolate the poisonous wood energy, so as to prevent your arm from being damaged. It can even slowly warm your bones and muscles while the wood energy subsides."

"This is so precious..."

Nianquan muttered to himself, but An Jing didn't care and raised his index finger: "Even so, it can't make your right hand recover its fighting power quickly, so I'm going to teach you two moves."

"The first move is called Armor-piercing True Strength. I almost mastered it after watching it once. Huo Qing also learned it by analogy in just one night. I believe you can definitely learn it in a day and a half."

In the face of Huo Qing's puzzled expression, "Me? Didn't I learn it after a few months and a life-and-death crisis all night before I understood it?", An Jing calmly suppressed the difficulty of the armor-piercing true power: "This move requires high physical fitness and details of power release. I'm not worried about the latter, but the former, you don't have a physical training foundation, so it's probably not possible."

"But it just so happens that your right hand has been turned into wood. Although it is stiff and cannot be used for swordsmanship, it can be regarded as a tough wooden sword. Nianquan, people often say that a sword is a new limb for a sword cultivator. Then why can't your original limbs become a sword?"

"When the time comes, you will use your arm as a sword and use your armor-piercing strength to unleash your sword energy and sword intent. This will surely give everyone a special surprise!"

"Use your body as a sword..." Nianquan opened his eyes wide, he was stunned, and An Jing raised his second finger without hesitation: "As for the second move, it is called Injury Sword Qi - this move is a bit difficult, even for you, I think it will take a few days, so there is no rush."

"It is my ultimate move. Once... my ancestor once used it to kill a Purple Mansion True Man's foundation-building incarnation!"

“To be sure!”

Although this matter sounds exaggerated, both Huo Qing and Nian Quan heard An Jing's overflowing confidence from it - the mysterious sect behind An Jing has a very impressive foundation. Perhaps... they really had been enemies with a real person and killed the real person's foundation-building incarnation!

With the support of Yanmingya, with Nianquan's qualifications, it would not be difficult for him to learn the armor-piercing power before the competition the day after tomorrow. An Jing and Huo Qing taught him the moves together, allowing him to put the new moves into practice as quickly as possible.

As the three of them healed their injuries and practiced new skills in the room, time passed quickly.

An Jing's third day in Tianyuan Realm.

In the individual competition of the special city tournament, the top eight were eliminated in the first round.

He Yongzhi, the principal of No. 3 Middle School, was sitting in the special seat with a frown on his face. Beside him, the principal of No. 1 Middle School, a fat old man with kind eyes, white eyebrows and a smile, was stroking his goatee. "I heard that the little swordsman from No. 3 Middle School didn't give up."

The fat old man spoke softly, shaking his head, seeming a little dissatisfied: "This is not good, Xiao He, everything should be people-oriented. If a person is injured, he must recover. If you act recklessly, a good seedling will die."

Principal He also didn't understand why Nian Quan, who had clearly agreed to give up, suddenly changed his mind - he was already very satisfied with the quarterfinals, and the bigwigs above also said that their No. 3 Middle School did a good job this time and nurtured a good seedling.

Nianquan has completed all the tasks in excess, and he plans to go back and reward this good student who is a little careless but has strong abilities.

He originally wanted to force Nianquan to withdraw from the competition, but Nianquan insisted so firmly that he could not change his mind.

"...This method is not very honorable."

He was feeling depressed. After all, he was also a sword cultivator. Principal He's tone was not very good. "I have always admired the strength of No. 1 Middle School. Why use these little tricks?"

"Little He." In response to Principal He's accusation, the fat principal shook his head nonchalantly: "What's shameful about this? Being immature means being naive. Being fooled by small tricks means that your students' overall quality is not high enough. Things in the ring should be solved in the ring. You are a little too childish to say that."

"In the final analysis, this is not our era anymore. Wasn't it because of the internal fighting between the two leaders of our No. 1 Middle School that you were able to take first place? The students of No. 1 Middle School are more united now. You had no chance in the first place."

"Haha." Principal He sneered. When he heard the other party's sarcasm about how he got the good grades, he was more than just furious. He couldn't help but draw his sword and have a duel with this fat guy.

But not now. Not the time.

The opponent was no longer the little person who had been defeated by him and served as a supporting role and footnote in his story, but the principal of No. 1 Middle School, a person who possessed resources that he could not even imagine.

And he is no longer the young man who was full of vigor and courage, facing the enemy with a sword, and without fear...

Principal He suppressed his anger, calmed down, and looked towards the stage.

The two battles in the loser group were both internal battles, and both sides fought very excitingly. In the first battle, the student who attacked first was good at escaping, floating in the air and waiting for an opportunity to move, ready to suppress with a flying sword, but when the attack got close, he was struck down by a nearly instant "lightning strike" by the student who planned and acted later.

In the second match, both sides were practitioners of magic. The continuous casting and resolution of the five elements magic were brilliant, and the colorful special effects made the audience scream with excitement. The final victory or defeat was also very thrilling - one student was locked up by the "Water Prison Technique" and was about to suffocate and lose, while the one who thought he had won was thrown away by the "Traction Technique" hidden underground by the opponent when he tried to make the final move, and was knocked off the stage and defeated.

“It’s all scripted.”

But with Principal He's eyesight, how could he not see the acting skills of both sides in the fierce battle? Both sides seemed to have fought to the death, but in the end, the victorious student, one only used a lightning strike, and the other, although clamped by the water prison, also preserved most of his physical strength and did not reveal more cards.

And the match in the winner group was even more so: the tall student who made the first move raised the red Ruyi magic weapon in his hand, and suddenly four or five scorching flame spells rushed out, knocking the opponent who had just held up a spiritual shield off the stage.

The first three games were over, and now it was Nian Quan's turn. Principal He turned his head and looked at the contestant passage on the side with a hint of worry, where Nian Quan was escorted by An Jing and Huo Qing.

He knew yesterday that Nianquan's friends were coming to visit him, but Principal He ignored them with the idea of ​​"making Nianquan feel better". Now it seems that although Nianquan's injuries have not healed yet, at least his complexion and mood are good.

Principal He Yongzhi: [Don't force it if you are not in good condition. As long as you don't make the injury worse, it's fine. Xiaonian, you have done very well. I will settle your compensation when I go back. Don't be impulsive.]

Nianquan: [Inputting...]

Nianquan: [We will win]

(End of this chapter)