Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Mentor
Yan Yin's golden eyes were cold, his breath exploded again, the stiff huge ice wings forcibly broke through, the "Black Dragon" opened its mouth, and the black flame spit out, with a temperature that could incinerate everything, Yan Yin's body, who had no time to dodge, was covered by the scales of the black wind and thunder ice in an instant.
Just the moment the two came into contact, the scales quickly melted, and the flames were extremely corrosive, and Yan Yin's skin also corroded as soon as they came into contact, but there was no trace of fluctuation in Yan Yin's eyes.
"Boom!"
Yan Yin froze instantly, and all the black mist returned to his body in an instant, and the black ice wings also cracked like mirrors, falling straight from the air with their heads to the ground.
The "Black Dragon" sighed slightly, and with a slight flap of the dragon wings, it flashed to the bottom of the word seal and caught him.
Yan Yin was unconscious, holding the black folding fan tightly in his right hand, the "black dragon" pulled out the folding fan, broke his right palm, and the palm of his hand was a black dragon pattern, "black dragon" looked at the pattern with complicated eyes, gently stroked, and kept muttering two words in his mouth.
"Dragon Talisman ......"
He turned to look at the huge dark beast behind him and said.
"Old fellow, it's time for you to stop the farce of your children and grandchildren."
"You're not afraid of me running away?"
"Don't you think you're naΓ―ve?"
The dark beast took a deep look at the Black Dragon.
"You've helped me many times, and I know I'm annoyed that I didn't agree to you, but, 'Black Dragon'! More than twenty years have passed! Are you still looking for revenge? You yourself understand that the central tree is forbidden ground, and I can't tell you how to get in! β
"I understand, I have become like this, this hatred may be forgotten, this body is just a stinky skin after all." He caressed his own woman-like face, his eyes fluctuating.
"And I must avenge her revenge, I must ......" His tone remained the same, but his eyes were filled with hatred that could never be forgotten. Give you another five years, I can't wait anymore, if you don't say it, I'll hit it myself! β
The dark beast let out a low roar, turned and walked towards the sea of dark trees, step by step, very steadily......
A few months later, on August 1, Yan Yin, as before, was fighting in a circular training ground about the size of a 200-meter playground in black combat uniform.
Holding a folding fan in the form of a long blade in his right hand, his right hand quickly cuts a large transparent square in front of him that is like a freeze, and the long blade pierces the block without any resistance, and it can be cut in half with a wave of his hand, but there is an extremely strong attraction between the blocks, so strong that it can be instantly restored just after the long blade is slashed.
The speed of the swing is getting faster and faster, and it is connected into an afterimage, but it cannot be cut off at once.
"It's fast, but it's still so weak." An inconspicuous-looking middle-aged man walked out of nowhere and said lightly behind Yan Yin.
Yan Yin's long blade instantly stabbed behind him, and the middle-aged man's right hand grabbed his wrist and pressed it down, forcing him to let go of the weapon, while his left hand clasped his shoulder, making him unable to move.
"Let go." Yan Yin said coldly.
"Boy, you're going to treat your mentor with this attitude?" The man asked rhetorically, his men using more force.
"Well, I don't know why a mentor first met his apprentice in this way." Yan Yin frowned, if the man used a little more force, his bones would be broken.
The man let go of his hand, and the next moment he was at the edge of the training ground, sat on the chair used as a rest, crossed Erlang's legs and said, "Mentor? I've been out of mentorship for a long time, if it weren't for the black ...... If a high-level official hadn't invited me to come, would Lao Tzu have come? β
Yan Yin was in the center of the training ground, the sun was shining obliquely, and the man didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but he chose a shade where the sun was covered, the two were a hundred meters apart, and the man's words clearly reached Yan Yin's ears.
"Remember, my name is Blood Shadow, but you are not qualified to call me directly, you can call me Blood Teacher or Shadow Teacher, it's up to you. I will only teach you for one month a year, starting in August and ending in September, until the day I feel that you can be a teacher. β
Yan Yin didn't know if he had heard it, and the long blade in his hand kept cutting the square.
"Damn, I really don't know etiquette!" The voice sounded from behind Yan Yin again, and the movement in Yin Yin's hand froze.
A blood-red dagger was placed on Yan Yin's neck, and the blood shadow said softly: "If you do this again, I will kill you, I am not the kind of mentor on Dragon Island who is reluctant to let his students die, if you die, I will be liberated, understand." β
Yan Yin was silent, holding the black folding fan tightly.
"Got it?" The Blood Shadow's tone was a little heavier.
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"If you don't speak, then die." The blood shadow swiped slightly.
There was no blood splashing, only a ripple in the air.
At that moment, a slight black mist floated on the folding fan in Yan Yin's hand, his black eyes suddenly turned golden, and his body began to turn black mist out of the control of the blood shadow.
A smile tugged at the corner of Bloodshadow's mouth, and he stood in place.
Yan Yin regained his human form, and as soon as the long blade was retracted, the folding fan was opened, and with a strong fan, countless ice cubes attacked the blood shadow.
The blood shadow dodged left and right, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Yan Yin's body, and as soon as Yan Yin's fan was closed, the long blade appeared, and the residual image of the arm was cut with a sharp blade, and the foot shook, imprisoning a piece of ice around him.
The Blood Shadow kicked Yan Yin's wrist with incomparable precision, and a layer of frost formed on his body, but it didn't have any hindrance effect at all.
The folding fan was kicked away, and the blood shadow choked Yan Yin's neck.
"Weak, with such a powerful ability, but the body can't play at all." He suddenly let go of Yan Yin's neck, Yan Yin coughed a few times, took a few steps back, and made a move with his right hand to the folding fan, and a wind brought the folding fan up, flew back to Yan Yin's hand, and took an attack posture again.
"I've decided, I'm not going to kill you, I'm going to train you, but if you can't handle the training, then ...... Hahahaha" Blood Shadow laughed, then slowly retracted his smile, and said with an extremely hideous expression: "If you want to carry it over, I will teach you what you should teach, and even teach you all my assassination skills, and after five years, you will arrange a task for you, if you fail, then I will personally send you on your way." With a slight movement of his right hand, he threw a dagger on the transparent square, and the transparent square was shattered into slag, and he couldn't even restore it.
[End of this volume]