Fighting: I, the Holy Son of Yunlan, only want to become the Emperor of Fighting

Chapter 72: Combined Attack Skills - Subject , This Wu Zhenbai

"Junior Brother Changqing..."

"Why did you cut our skirts short and make us wrap our crape around our legs?"

The pretty senior with a mole at the corner of her eye asked with a blushing face, trying to pull down the hem of her skirt.

Many senior schoolmates looked at Ji Changqing like this.

A hint of shame and anger flashed across Han Yue's silver eyes.

Ji Changqing wanted to cut her skirt just now, but she naturally refused without hesitation.

Ji Changqing glanced at the pairs of swaying white legs and nodded with satisfaction.
Although the short skirt and black stockings from the previous life cannot be reproduced immediately.

But fortunately, because they have been practicing since childhood, all the senior students have fair skin and tall figures, so even if the uniforms look a bit simple, they have a unique flavor.

"Seniors, let me teach you a set of... combined attack techniques."

"This fighting skill has no power and cannot defeat the enemy, but it can attract customers."

"Do you want to learn?"

"Yes!" ×32
Not caring about the skirts anymore, the senior students responded loudly in unison.

But some doubts flashed through their minds.

Combined attack fighting skills?

Is there such a fighting skill?
What fighting skills can still attract customers?
"Junior, the fighting skills you are talking about, are they the kind that can charm the mind?"

Han Yue's pretty face tensed as she asked solemnly.

Fascinating mind?

It’s amazing to think that even the old man in a wheelchair was standing at the door of the milk tea shop, shaking his head and refusing to leave.

Ji Changqing nodded and said:

"Yes, the charming kind."

"The name of this combined attack fighting skill is... "Subject Three"."

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Evening, half past seven.

The setting sun embedded in the western sky was burning silently, the flowing clouds were burned red, and the afterglow shone on the back mountain of Canaan College, painting a layer of light gold powder.

This is the busiest time of the market.

Many students will use this time to replenish the supplies needed for tomorrow's practice.

The medicine stall was bustling with people, and two long queues almost stretched outside the market.

"Small Gathering Spirit Pill, second-grade pill, ten-day fire energy."

"Ah? Why has the fire energy increased for so long?"

The member of the Medicine Gang raised his eyelids, glanced at the student who was speaking, and said with a curled lip:
"It's up to you to buy it or not. If you don't want to buy it, just get out of here and don't delay others from buying it."

"You...I want two."

After the transaction was completed, the member of the medicine gang returned to the store and said with a smile:

"Sure enough, monopoly is the most profitable."

Someone replied:

"Then be careful. That Changqing Shengzi is a fourth-grade alchemist. Even the gang leader is quite afraid of him. I heard that he has joined the Yueling gang?"

The member of the Medicine Gang waved his hands and said nonchalantly:
"That Ji Changqing is only a fifth-grade alchemist. Can he still defeat the dozens of alchemists in the Medicine Gang?"

"Third-grade and higher elixirs are hard to sell. Second-grade elixirs are the mainstream. He alone can't make any waves."

And just as he finished speaking.

Suddenly, a strange music came from outside.

"Hmm? What's that noise?"

After a few people went out, they found that the students in the market had stopped and were listening to where the music was coming from.

"Although this melody sounds a bit strange, it is inexplicably pleasing to the ears."

As the Medicine Gang member was talking, he saw a section of the people in the market begin to flow in a certain direction.

One part influenced another part, and soon there was a large migration in the market.

"You guys keep an eye on the store, I'll go with you and take a look."

After explaining everything in the store, the medicine gang disciple followed curiously.

Yueling stall.

"Junior Brother Changqing, this... is this possible?"

Looking at the Yue Ling members who were arranged in a neat triangle formation and performing a strange combined fighting technique called "Subject Three", Han Yue asked Ji Changqing nervously.

"It'll work."

Ji Changqing watched with great interest.

As expected of a tall senior who has practiced martial arts since childhood, her coordination is terrifying.

After just explaining the movements once, everyone performed as if they were trained professionals.

You don’t need to sing the lyrics, just let the senior sister who understands music come up with the melody.

“Senior Han Yue, I just want to ask you, whether it looks good or not is all!”

"looks great."

Han Yue glanced at the dazzling white legs and the slender waists that looked like willow branches swaying in the wind, and nodded with a blush on her pretty face.

"Brother Changqing, why...why don't you let me join in?"

"Senior Han Yue, you are in the top ten of the strong list."

Ji Changqing stared at it and said:

"Your jump is another price."

After saying that, Ji Changqing saw a dozen students popping out from the corner of a secluded path.

He quickly said to Han Yue:
"Senior Han Yue, when there are the most people, put up the advertising slogan."

"It's up to you guys from now on, but don't mention me. I'm leaving now."

Ji Changqing hurriedly ran away from Yue Ling's stall.

Of course, he did not leave the market, but mixed with the students who flocked over, hiding in the dark and watching the fun.

Han Yue didn't react.

Ji Changqing disappeared.

Then, more and more students gathered around Yue Ling's booth... more and more...

Soon there were three layers of people inside and outside, and it was a huge crowd.

It was the first time for Yue Ling’s senior schoolmates to see so many customers. While they were excited, they couldn’t help feeling nervous at the same time.

"The fighting skills that Junior Changqing taught us can really attract customers!"

"Dance well, dance well!"

They exchanged glances.

Yue Ling’s senior classmates danced even harder.

Under the cheerful, magical and sexy melody and dance moves, it seems that the orange-gold afterglow has a different flavor.

The students of Canaan College in the Doupo world have never experienced such a baptism of passionate dance.

Everyone's eyes were wide open.

"Is this...is this an exotic dance?"

"Hey, this dance is really white, no, these legs are really happy, ugh, I mean it looks good!"

"What is Yue Ling doing? Where did she learn this trick to attract so many people? But they don't have anything to buy!"

……

About half an incense stick later.

This remote path was almost completely packed with students; even the surrounding trees were filled with people.

Han Yue snapped her fingers.

A wisp of fighting spirit shot out from his fingertips and stabbed the thin rope on the long pole in front of the stall.

The string broke.

Several banners suddenly stretched out.

[Are you still worried about the fire poison entering your body? Qingyou Pill will allow you to say goodbye to the fire poison and practice freely! ]

[Qingyou Pill is a kind of pill that is more suitable for the physique of inner courtyard students! ]

[Not all elixirs are called Qingyou Dan! ]

[How to relieve worries? Only tranquility! ]

……

Ji Changqing mingled in the crowd.

I saw the senior sister who had been found in advance taking the Qingyou Pill in front of everyone, and fire poison gas was emitting from her head.

He knew...it was done.

"There will be no shortage of fire energy in the future."

"I can go to the Burning Heaven Refining Qi Tower to reward myself."

Ji Changqing is not going to join in the fun.

He slowly squeezed out of the crowd.

Then, just as he turned around to leave, he saw Xiao Xun'er standing under a tree beside the road, staring at him quietly...

(End of this chapter)