Chapter 39 Fulfilling Commitments
Ye Tian made a rough estimate when he was soaking the quenching body fluid, as long as he walked in the gravity zone for an hour and let all the internal organs in his body move, he could absorb the medicinal effect of a vat of quenching body fluid.
Jin Feng started running in the morning, ate at noon and continued, running for almost four hours, and he already met the standard.
At this time, he was still standing in the vat, carefully feeling the changes brought about by various parts of his body.
"How does it feel?"
"Good. "This kid is even more silent than his father, and it can be said that he cherishes words like gold.
Ye Tian said: "Try to smash the water tank?"
Jin Feng nodded, clenched his small fist and smashed it down.
"Whoa. β
The vat shattered in an instant, and the liquid flowed to the ground.
Leng Jianfeng was silent, a little unconvinced of this fact.
Ye Tian tested Jin Feng when he handed it over to him this morning, and he felt that this kid's strength was too weak, he couldn't even hold a sword steadily, and he couldn't learn swordsmanship.
But now, the power is increasing by leaps and bounds. Is this quenching fluid really that strong?
γJin Fengnan, 11 years oldγ
[Strength: 3 (The children of the poor are in charge early)]
[Endurance: 6 (Born stronger than others)]
[Will: 6 (Born stronger than others)]
[Agility: 3 (Poor people's children are in charge early)]
[Evaluation: Resolute character, don't look back when you recognize one thing, even if you break the south wall.] γ
Ye Tian nodded with satisfaction, the results of quenching the body fluid had initially appeared, and his strength had increased a little, which was almost the same as that of a child who was exposed to martial arts.
The next step is to learn martial arts, and then train for beatings.
After Jin Feng finished eating, everyone came to the strength test tablet next to the residence.
"Jin Feng, punch with all your might. β
"Bang!"
"A bull's power, not bad!"
Ye Tian taught the power technique to the other party and said, "Do it again." β
"Bang!"
"The power of the two bulls is great. β
Leng Jianfeng was speechless, this was like child's play. In less than a day, an ordinary person has become a blood spirit realm, who will believe it?
But he believed it, facts speak louder than words, and now he understands that Ye Tian not only has a strong ability to find flaws, but also has achievements in medicine.
Does he have anything else that he can't do?
Seeing this result, Jin Dan happily walked around in place, thinking that this Dean Ye was really a master, and he had such an obvious effect in just half a day.
In the future, we must repay Dean Ye well, even if it is to be a cow and a horse.
Ye Tian said: "That's all for tonight, you father and son will go to rest first, and it is the cultivation that will start tomorrow." β
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Three days later, at the gate of Nandou Academy, the competition came as scheduled.
Because the location was chosen at the entrance of Nandou Academy, bordering the bazaar, there were more onlookers.
"I heard that Ye Tian has turned that kid into a master of the Blood Spirit Realm, is it really so evil?"
"Who knows, but looking at the other party's confident expression, eight or nine are not far from ten. β
"It's funny, Leng Bozhong is still confident, look at the result, whoever stands in the end wins. β
Everyone was talking, but most of them remained skeptical, they didn't believe that Ye Tian could turn an ordinary person into a real martial artist in three days.
Zheng Qian and Leng Bozhong stood side by side, their expressions calm, but the joy in their eyes was undisguised.
When he first learned the news, he almost jumped for joy.
I just couldn't find a reason to come out with that bad breath of robbing people, but I didn't expect it to be delivered to the door so soon.
At that time, he was still saying that the stakes were too light, not only kowtow to admit his mistakes, but also slap himself in public, which was the coolest.
When everything was ready, Ye Tian pushed Jin Feng forward and said, "Leng Bozhong, call your students out." β
Leng Bozhong asked, "Don't you take a strength test?"
Ye Tian said: "It's a waste of time, it's better to save that strength for the game." β
"Someone else, Dean Ye is confident, why are you spending so much energy?" Zheng Qian interjected.
"Yes, the Dean is right. Leng Bozhong bowed his head and answered, turned his head and said, "Then let's start." β
"But say it in advance, the sword has no eyes, don't yell if you get hurt. β
This sentence is also sent to you. Ye Tian smiled slightly and said.
As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere instantly became tense.
Leng Bozhong also selected a sword-wielding student, tall, with a somewhat arrogant expression, and a faint disdain at the corner of his mouth.
On the other hand, Jin Feng was short in stature, and even the sword he held was shorter than the other party's, and his expression was not sad or happy. In the eyes of the melon-eating masses, this means cowardice, and they are already so frightened that they are expressionless.
Leng Bozhong shouted and began, and his student pulled out his long sword with a "poof" and stabbed at Jin Feng.
Jin Feng dodged the stab sideways and slapped the opponent's sword with the scabbard.
Who knew that the opponent's sword was not shot away, but he was shocked by the force contained in the sword body and took three steps back.
"Haha, this kid can't hold the sword steadily, what is it better than? β
"Who said it wasn't, competing with others at such a young age, Ye Tian was really ruthless. β
"No way, in fact, the most blameworthy is the child's father, what does the child know at such a young age? I didn't see his father today, maybe he has given up on this baby and is recreating with his wife. β
In a competition, there is never a shortage of people who fall into the well.
This kind of person concludes that a player will lose when he shows a slight disadvantage, and then analyzes it from all aspects to show everyone how good he is.
[Zhuo Hu Nan, 15-year-old quenching body realm (burning blood)]
[Strength: 5 (Medium in the same realm)]
[Endurance: 3 (same realm inferior)]
[Will: 4 (inferior in the same realm)]
[Agility: 3 (same realm inferior)]
[Martial Arts: Qingying Sword Dictionary (Yellow Rank Lower Grade, 136 Flaws)]
[Evaluation: There is no one in sight, and it is difficult to achieve great things. γ
Zhuo Hu, who was sent by Leng Bozhong, learned a set of systematic swordsmanship, stabbing, slashing, and slashing, and the changes in his moves were complicated, while Jin Feng only learned one move, so he looked a little embarrassed.
But no matter what others say, he didn't give up. The expression remains the same, always looking for the other party's flaws.
"Woo Woo Woo"
The sound of the long sword striking sounded continuously, and Leng Bozhong and Zheng Qian watched it with relish.
Leng Bozhong asked respectfully, "Lord Dean, how long do you think that kid can last?"
Zheng Qian glanced at it, and then said: "That kid's steps are vain, and he can't do it at first glance. Your students have a solid foundation, a calm pace, and a good teacher. β
"Thank you Dean for your comments. β
"Bo Zhong, when this competition is over, you should reward your students well. Let the dean of another academy kowtow and admit his mistake, he has made a great contribution to our Nandou Academy, haha. β
"Definitely, I'll hand over the last three layers of the Qingying Sword Code to him when I go back. β
Zhuo Hu had been listening to the conversation between the two, and when he heard about the new martial arts, he was overjoyed, and his momentary distraction led to a mistake in the connection of moves.
It was at this time that Jin Feng found a flaw.
He put his hand on the hilt of his sword.
"Poof!"
The long sword came out of the body in an instant, only to see a silver light flash, and the long sword in Zhuo Hu's hand fell to the ground, and the victory and defeat were already divided.
The onlookers eating melons were like ducks that were suddenly choked by their necks, quacking one second and screaming the next, and the next second they were silent.
What's going on? Hallucinations?
Wrong!
The people who ate melons wiped their eyes and looked again, Zhuo Hu was holding his right wrist with a painful face, and a trace of blood oozed from his fingers.
Everyone was shocked, if the silver light just got a little higher, it would not be a matter of wrist bleeding.
Shen Chuan came out with a chair, Ye Tian sat on it, and said gently, "Leng Bozhong, come and kowtow." β