I became the King of Ryukyu

[Introduction to Western Painting] is a very practical course, but it also has a certain pretentious quality. It has always been a popular elective course in universities, and few students are so casual about it.

Just as Gretel was about to wake the young man and give him a good scolding, he saw that the young man's eyes were closed, his facial muscles twitched slightly, and he exuded a strong aura of menace.

In the secret realm, all the classrooms, art studios, and foreigners have vanished.

The dust kicked up by the hot wind from the official road clung to my face, feeling rough and sandy.

The heavy clatter of hooves came from behind, each step feeling like stepping on a bumpy carriage.

The sturdy, big-eared donkey ran with its hooves flying, and the donkey cart swayed so much on the bumpy road that it almost fell apart, but Zheng Yi remained steady and his buttocks were firmly stuck to the driver's seat.

Now his driving skills are superb, and if he wants to pass through quickly, the pursuers at Zhuozhou City won't even be able to touch the hem of his clothes.

However, Zheng Yi wanted to spend some time with his old friend today.

"You damned Song Emperor! Stop right there!"

A rough roar pierced through the wind and crashed in.

The Liao vanguard commander's beast-headed mace, gleaming coldly, arrived as promised.

In his eyes, the dilapidated donkey cart and the dog on it, the Song Emperor, were like fresh prey.

But in Zheng Yi's eyes, he was very familiar with every smile and frown of his old friend.

However, I'm not here to practice staff techniques today, but to experience for the first time the extraordinary power of returning great strength to myself.

With a faint smile playing on his lips, Zheng Yi's left palm, hidden at his side, was quietly burning hot.

He couldn't wait to try out the innate supernatural power [high voltage] contributed by the electric eel.

Zheng Yi tentatively called it the Palm Thunder, since it was the first time to test it, and he had to choose a more conservative firing method.

The warhorse caught up with the chariot in an instant, and the Liao general roared, his spiked club whistling through the air as it slammed down on Zheng Yi's head from above!

Right now.

Zheng Yi suddenly spun around and took the blow with his staff. The force that he couldn't withstand before, he was now able to barely manage thanks to his [weak scholar], [staff affinity], and [donkey cart affinity].

"Clang!"

The wooden stick and the iron bar collided with a loud crash, and the violent vibration traveled up the stick to Zheng Yi's shoulder, causing his entire right arm to go numb for a moment.

Using the force of the impact, he leaned back, pressing himself against the car floor, just avoiding the residual force of the spiked club sweeping towards him.

The Liao vanguard, having missed their target, immediately sneered, "Is this all the skill Zhao Fatty's brother has?"

He exerted force with his wrist, about to swing the bat again, when a tiny, bluish-white arc of electricity flashed and disappeared in Zheng Yi's palm.

Secret Technique: Palm Lightning.

"Sizzle—"

A thin current of electricity instantly surged through Liao's body through the gaps in his armor, causing all of Liao's muscles to stiffen abruptly, and even the spiked club he was holding high froze in mid-air.

His face contorted instantly, his jaw trembled uncontrollably, and he couldn't even utter a curse.

Heavy armor can protect against swords and spears, but it cannot protect against this invisible and intangible electric current.

Of course, Zheng Yi had planned all of this. He had fought this guy countless times, and they had even made the exact same moves before.

The only difference is that before, he used the [Seal of Hongli], but this time he used the Palm Thunder.

After multiple tests, the shortcomings of the "Seal of Emperor Hongli" became apparent.

One is that it's short and needs to be tied to the tip of the stick, which is very inconvenient.

In addition, its ability to decay objects is also related to time. If it is only a brief touch, the effect will be much weaker. If it is like a master calligrapher or painter using a large seal, pressing down with the weight of his entire body and applying great force, the effect will be very obvious.

In comparison, in actual combat, being electrocuted all over the body is more effective than the effect of rusting armor.

After being electrocuted, the Liao vanguard was left with open wounds all over his body.

A cold glint flashed in Zheng Yi's eyes. He sprang up with a burst of strength from his waist and abdomen, and with the force of the twisting motion, he swept the flagpole in his hand out with all his might!

The heavy end of the stick struck the gap in the armor on the side of the Liao general's neck with a firm, solid blow.

After a muffled thud, the mountain-like body swayed twice, lost its grip on the saddle, and fell straight off the horse, crashing heavily into the dust by the roadside, raising a cloud of yellow smoke.

The donkey cart continued to move forward. Zheng Yi held onto the shaft to steady his breathing. He felt the tingling sensation in his palms hadn't subsided yet, and a hollow hunger was already rising in his stomach—this sudden burst of hunger had burned off quite a bit of his reserves.

High-voltage electricity: It consumes glycogen and fat to release an electric current; the intensity depends on attributes such as strength and endurance.

Zheng Yi touched his noticeably flattened stomach, remembering that he had also received the passive ability "Big Stomach" from Cheye the Fatty.

The two seem to be a perfect match.

From now on, as long as he stores more food in the game's inventory, he will be able to generate electricity continuously.

Unfortunately, air conducts electricity much less effectively than water. With the same voltage, Zheng Yi cannot shock his prey from a distance like an electric eel; he can only discharge it close to the surface, making it somewhat of a liability.

Perhaps increasing the voltage will eventually break down the air, but that's a long time from now.

Being able to release such an electric current means that one's physical constitution is already extremely abnormal, and electric shocks are merely icing on the cake.

"drive."

Zheng Yi gently patted the donkey's rump and used a slight electric current as well.

The big-eared donkey brayed and continued pulling the cart at breakneck speed.

Let's try a new route this time.

Zheng Yi thought.

A moment later, he clutched his neck with one hand and suddenly opened his eyes. In that instant, his gaze was fierce and tyrannical, and the overwhelming killing intent in his eyes seemed to have solidified into reality.

You were beheaded after tripping over a tripwire.

You are dead.

[Rating: NPC]

[Reward: Your stick affinity has been upgraded, and your neck has become slightly more resilient]

Damn it, there's even a Khitan monkey version of Ma Zhong! We were careless!

What the f***! That's The Godfather!

The two looked at each other, and Gretel quickly looked away, then put on a smile that he tried to be as gentle as possible: "The previous content was more important, and some students may not have been paying attention, so let's go through it quickly again."

Gretel's flirtatious glances were like throwing a blind man's eye.

Zheng Yi didn't take "Introduction to Western Painting" seriously at all. Now that a formidable enemy is at hand, he naturally has to strategically abandon elective courses like this.

For the remaining half hour, he repeatedly entered the [Secret Realm·Gaoliang River], which, according to what he had just read online, was called "running a dungeon".

Unfortunately, this realistic game doesn't have the pain reduction setting like the simulation games in the novel. Every time you kill or are killed in the secret realm, it's an absolutely realistic experience.

After half an hour, he was drenched in sweat and panting heavily.

The menacing aura emanating from him caused Gretel to stumble several times while demonstrating his painting skills.

When the bell rang, Zheng Yi, pale-faced and unsteady on his feet, picked up his schoolbag and went straight downstairs.

During his final escape from the secret realm, Zheng Yi used a flagpole to kill several Liao vanguard soldiers and miscellaneous troops, finally shaking off the first wave of Liao pursuers from under the walls of Zhuozhou City and escaping along a small path to the Juma River ferry.

In the secret realm, it is early spring. The melting of snow in the upstream mountains creates a spring flood, causing the river level to rise and the current to become rapid.

Zheng Yi drove his donkey cart up and down the river, and just as he found a small boat big enough to fit the cart, he was surrounded by a second wave of Liao soldiers.

He fought fiercely with his club, defeating more than ten soldiers, but was ambushed by a colonel with a hidden arrow. The arrow struck his handsome face, and he fell backward from his horse, where he was hacked to death.