Chapter 9: Erythema
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The scenery is still the same, the people are still the same, the chief freshman who was originally full of sunshine and warmth is no longer in the same spirit, Wei Shengjie walked back to the dormitory from the teaching building with a gloomy face, just this short distance, it seems that he has suffered the punishment of the knife mountain oil pot.
With every step he took, even if he deliberately lowered his sense of presence, the students around him still dodged away like a plague, and before he could go far, he could hear whispers coming from behind him.
"The Chief Freshman of the Royal Academy? Bah, I was killed in less than a move, and I really lost the face of our college. ”
"Don't talk nonsense, he's not a chief for a long time, and since he lost in the last final, he's dropped in the rankings."
"It's a shame that he can stay here, if I were him, I would have to find a crack in the ground and get in."
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The sound of ridicule and cursing kept ringing in his ears, Wei Shengjie still had the heart to argue at first, the double magic circle was too weird, he was just careless, so he accidentally caught the way, but as soon as others saw him, he hid back, and no one wanted to listen to his explanation at all, and the flattering faces that used to be flattering all became indifferent and ruthless at this time.
He has a feeling of falling from heaven to hell, since he was born, because of his outstanding talent, he is valued by the clan, and is regarded as the flesh of his heart by the elders, as he grows up day by day, not only cultivates far beyond his peers, but also looks handsome, and is sought after by many women, and is easily admitted to the Royal Academy without much effort, and in the shortest possible time, he ranks among the first freshmen, and even gets the blue eyes of the president of the Royal Academy, and becomes a disciple of a great cultivator.
Along the way, life has been smooth sailing, even if there are occasional waves, they will be quickly wiped out, and they have never experienced such a huge failure as the freshman Huiwu.
When he stood in the final ring, he looked at the teenager in front of him calmly, and imagined in his heart that after defeating this opponent, everyone cheered for him, and the beauty fell for him, for him, this opponent was just a stepping stone, an inconspicuous small role for him to reach the pinnacle of life.
Because he remembered the arrogance of this teenager before the game, after the referee announced the start, he suddenly launched his most powerful spell, wanting to defeat it with one blow, so that everyone knew the difference in strength between him and the boy, but when his spell was only halfway through, he suddenly found that he was surrounded by two magic circles, one inner and one outside, and then an irresistible force hit his body, and the whole person immediately lost all consciousness.
When he woke up again, he found that the atmosphere around him had changed, and the other two Royal Academy students who were originally his followers looked at him with complicated eyes, both doubts and disdain, and he suddenly felt angry in his heart, and he wanted to reprimand the person in front of him as before, but suddenly found that not only these two followers, but also the other Royal Academy students around him also looked at him with an indifferent face, as if they were looking at an incompetent person.
Except for the four deans, almost no one could see the subtlety of the double magic circle, and everyone took it for granted that this royal academy freshman chief was just a lucky person in the past.
Soon, a student after the ranking challenged him, Wei Shengjie's injury had not recovered at that time, but he was proud by nature, and he was conceited that even if he was injured, he could easily defeat the opponent behind him, but in the end he lost, and the student who had been ranked behind him defeated him with this decisive momentum with a lifeless style of play.
As a result, the previous remarks of foreign power and middle cadres were very loud again, and no one took the former chief in their eyes anymore, and even the female students who saw him in the past with a shy face were replaced with a disgusted look like seeing flies.
In the Royal Academy, which implements the "competitive ranking system", strength is everything, and Wei Shengjie, who was defeated twice, is no longer the invincible freshman chief, and even the dean, who is the master, no longer cares about this matter, as if he has lost all hope for this disciple.
Wei Shengjie finally returned to the dormitory, and the roommate who was with him had moved out for various reasons, and now he was the only one left in the room of the four-person room.
When a creature like a human being suddenly suffers a major blow, what methods do they usually use to relieve their emotions?
Buy drunk!
Wei Shengjie felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, took off his coat, and looked at a small purple-red spot on it.
On the day of the end of the freshman meeting, because he was in a bad mood, he casually found a tavern, drank from day to night, and just as he was about to leave, a woman full of temptation came over, he was completely drunk at the time, only remembered that the woman had a pair of charming blood-colored eyes, and there was only one thought in his heart, to indulge himself today, so he was at the mercy of this woman.
When I woke up the next day, I didn't remember if I had a fish and water with the woman last night, but I found a small red spot on my shoulder, and I didn't care about it, thinking that it was a trace left by the two of them when they were happy, but soon after, there was a sharp pain in the shoulder, and this pain spread to the whole body, which was painful.
He carefully observed this red spot, and found information, this is a corpse spot, usually a spot that only appears on the body after death, but there is a special case, that is, the abyss demon, that is, the current demon, once it is wounded, this kind of spot will appear on the body, and then gradually infected into a thoughtless walking corpse.
This toxin, generally depending on the cultivation, the time of attack is also different, with Wei Shengjie's cultivation should theoretically be no problem in a short period of time, he quickly found a way to treat, Chiyan Grass and Chiyan Fruit, smeared the powder of Chiyan Fruit to the wound, and then took the grass juice of Chiyan Grass.
If it is a general toxin, it should be lifted, but he found that this treatment method is completely ineffective, and he thought that this corpse spot is not from the demon clan above the median, in addition to his own cultivation, the level of the demon that caused the wound is also an important element of the attack, the stronger the demon clan, the faster the attack time and the more difficult it is to treat, but it will not be ineffective.
Wei Shengjie didn't feel any relief from the severe pain, he didn't dare to tell anyone about it, and the dean, who was now the master, didn't want to see this disciple who had lost face.
He soon noticed a change, although this corpse spot had to suffer from severe pain every day, the strength and speed of his body had at least doubled compared to the past, and his recovery ability was much stronger than before, and the injury that would have taken three months to heal was completely healed in just a few days.
Holding a mirror in his hand, Wei Shengjie looked at his eyes, and there was a hint of imperceptible red around his black eyes, which reminded him of the woman's blood-colored eyes, "I'm not transforming into a walking corpse, but gradually becoming a demon!" ”