Creation is unique to the Divine Creator, which is incomparable to ancient martial arts in any way.

In addition to the division of the realm from breaking the void to the emperor of man in terms of strength like the divine creator, the divine creator also has a unique division standard for the divine creator according to the depth of the divine creator's attainments in the creation of things.

Creation, transformation, solidification, repellent.

These four levels are from low to high, which is the level division of the initial stage of the Divine Creator, and only when they reach the realm of exorcism can the Divine Creator be regarded as a true entry.

After the exorcism realm, the divine creator will be divided into two professions: puppet divine creator and sacrificial divine creator according to the direction of emphasis.

The former fights by creating puppets that can be controlled by the divine creator, while the latter focuses on sacrificing a certain object as a weapon, and constantly refining the object with the energy of the five elements, so that the weapon becomes more and more powerful.

According to the strength of the puppet or telekinesis, the two classes are divided into eight levels. A first-level puppet god creator, the puppet created has the power to break the void realm. The second-level sacrificial god creator, the power displayed by his chanting instrument has the realm of piercing the stele.

Whether it is a puppet god creator or a sacrificial god creator, it is said that there is a fit with the object they have created, and it is measured as a percentage, and the higher the fit, the faster the puppet or teletogue will react, and the more sensitive the action will be.

Generally speaking, for a divine creator of the same level, the degree of fit of the divine creator to the chanting instrument is higher than that of the puppet divine creator.

From the perspective of cultivation, in the early stage, the Divine Creator may be inferior to the Divine Artist in terms of strength, but in the later stage, the top Divine Creator can be completely comparable to the top Divine Master.

There used to be a puppet god builder who could create four or five puppets of the Qi Shock Realm to act as guards by his side, and he was the kind that was not afraid of death, and it was almost difficult to find an opponent below the Sky Realm.

And the Divine Cultivator, when his telekinesis reaches the Qi Shock Realm, he will be able to fly with the weapon, and this kind of means can only be matched by the Divine Power Master of the Void Realm. The advanced art of killing the enemy with the imperial weapon can take the head of a person thousands of zhang away, and the extraordinary body of the instrument can resist, and in an instant, the head of the top master who dominates for a while is divided, which is all there.

At this time, Fang Yi didn't see what level of divine creator Zheng Weiguo was, and he didn't even know what kind of divine creator he was, but when he saw that Zheng Weiguo had created a high-concentration alcohol with only one energy seal, something that would not naturally exist in nature, he couldn't help but be impressed by it.

This kind of means can be regarded as a real creation, like the water mass that Liu Mi could create through printing in the past, strictly speaking, it is not a creation, but only a concentration of water in the earth.

is also a ball of water, Zheng Weiguo's ball of alcohol is much higher than Liu Yu's ball, which not only involves the technique of energy printing, the running route of A can in the body, but also has a strict relationship with the arrangement of the refining array.

Because of his body, Fang Yi had long given up the idea of becoming a Divine Creator, and he didn't know much about Divine Creators, so he didn't know if this refining array for making alcohol was original to Zheng Weiguo.

If it was original, it would be remarkable, to be able to create refining arrays and energy seals, and produce a creation effect without deviation, which is something that only a grandmaster-level divine creator can do.

After cleaning the wound with alcohol, Zheng Weiguo waved his hand, and the ball of alcohol volatilized in the air on its own, and it was no longer visible in the blink of an eye.

"It's a pity that this divine creation technique is not perfect, and it can't reach the realm of solid form......" Zheng Weiguo shook his head and muttered to himself, as if he was sorry, then looked at the wound on Fang Yi's hand, and sighed with interest: "Fighting? ”

Fang Yi was already shocked by his previous words, listen to what this doctor meant, this technique of creating alcohol was researched by himself?

"That divine creation technique just now, was it researched by you?" Fang Yi couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, but it needs to be improved, alcohol is such a thing, in fact, it also exists in nature, and alcohol will be produced after the fermentation of fruits and grains, but it is lacking in concentration, I just transferred this mechanism to the divine creation. Zheng Weiguo seemed a little indifferent.

"You're amazing. Fang Yi said convincingly.

"It's fine. Zheng Weiguo smiled heartily, and suddenly stared at Fang Yi with strange eyes: "That person just now seems to have been attacked by a powerful fist, looking at the depression of the wound on his abdomen, it is very similar to your fist shape, could it be that you hit him?"

"yes. Fang Yi nodded in acknowledgement.

"You are ruthless enough, you don't have any armor on you, could it be that you are using ancient martial arts?"

"Hmm. ”

"What kind of kung fu?" Zheng Weiguo became interested.

"Wing Chun. ”

"Inch?"

Seeing Fang Yi nodded, Zheng Weiguo's eyes lit up and said, "I guess too, Wing Chun focuses on dexterity, and such a powerful fist can only be beaten with an inch of strength." However, being able to inflict that kind of damage means that your Wing Chun has reached the realm of Dacheng, which is simply impossible at your current age. Speaking of the back, there was a look of amazement in his eyes.

Fang Yi smiled faintly and did not speak.

He knew that if it was a day ago, he would never have been able to fight with that kind of strength, and if it weren't for the "Yijin Sutra", his little idea would have another breakthrough, at least two years later.

Don't look at Zheng Weiguo like a butcher, but the treatment technique is clean and neat, his fingers are extremely flexible, and he quickly straightened the broken bones, applied medicine, wrapped them in bandages, stood up, and said: "The problem is not too big, don't move your fists again in half a month, I will prescribe some medicine for you, change it once every two days, you can change it yourself or change it with me." ”

Zheng Weiguo prescribed the medicine, handed it to Fang Yi, and said: "There are few people who practice ancient martial arts in these years, and there are fewer who can continue to practice, and even fewer who have practiced and succeeded, although I am not very interested in ancient martial arts, but my father likes it very much, and he also practices Wing Chun, if you are interested, you can take my business card and go to the address above to find him, you can also exchange ideas." ”

Fang Yi's eyes lit up, he had always practiced boxing alone, and he had never met anyone who also practiced Wing Chun, let alone any exchanges, and now that he had such an opportunity, he naturally couldn't ask for it, so he solemnly took the business card.

It was a metal business card with white letters on a black background, a heavy hand, an address and a phone number, and nothing else.

It seems that the origin of this doctor named Zheng Weiguo is not simple...... Fang Yi saw the weight of the owner of the business card from this business card.

Zheng Weiguo said: "After talking for a long time, I still don't know what your name is?"

"Fang Yi, Fang Fang, Resolute Yi. ”

"Good name!" Zheng Weiguo exclaimed and said: "My name is Zheng Weiguo, we hit it off at first sight, and you can call me Brother Zheng when we meet in the future." ”

Belch...... Fang Yi looked at the middle-aged uncle in front of him, he couldn't call that brother anything, and it was almost the same as calling uncle.

"Why, don't want to? I'm only thirty-five years old this year!" Zheng Weiguo's eyes widened, and a fierce aura greeted him.

Zheng ...... Brother Zheng. ”

Zheng Weiguo patted Fang Yi on the shoulder: "Okay, this is my good brother, if you have three illnesses and two pains in the future, even if you come to me, I won't charge you money." ”

Who wants to run to the infirmary if it's okay? Fang Yi smiled bitterly in his heart, and he had to say, "Then thank you Brother Zheng." ”

Zheng Weiguo laughed, and suddenly thought of something: "By the way, that kid was beaten by you just now, and his armor was shattered, and he was half dead, it is estimated that you will not be in trouble, but you don't have to worry, brother, I will help you settle it." ”

Fang Yi smiled lightly when he heard this, and said, "I can handle this kind of small matter by myself." ”

"Oh?" Zheng Weiguo glanced at Fang Yi up and down, and saw that he didn't seem to be talking big, so he nodded and smiled: "Okay, this is manliness, Brother Fang, I really appreciate you more and more." You don't want to trouble me, but brother, I have something to trouble you, you must agree. ”

As long as it can be done, Fang Yi will never refuse. Fang Yi's expression was straight.

"It's not a big deal. Zheng Weiguo's face turned a little red, and he lowered his voice and said, "Aren't you Teacher Liu......'s student?"

"Man?" Fang Yi looked strange.

"Yes, yes, man!" Zheng Weiguo nodded.

Fang Yi smiled bitterly: "I know, I'll inform you if there is a situation." ”

"Then please, you are really my good brother. Zheng Weiguo held Fang Yi's hand and shook it vigorously.

Fang Yi: "You hold my injured hand." ”

"Huh, I'm sorry......"

Walking out of the infirmary, Fang Yi couldn't help but sigh that his life was changing so quickly, and he had an inexplicable brother who was close to middle age, but this was also the impression that Zheng Weiguo gave him was not bad, and he also had some fate, so he didn't refuse. But...... If you want to help a thirty-five-year-old uncle pursue a twenty-five-year-old beautiful teacher, will it be more difficult?

Trouble, trouble.

However, Fang Yi knew very well that the biggest trouble at the moment was not here, but staying in the hospital.

The son is so domineering, it is conceivable that Lao Tzu is no better, and now that Fang Yi has beaten Wang Tao into a waste, Wang Bo, as a city councilor, will never give up, and Fang Yi will be greeted by Wang Bo's thunderous anger.

But Fang Yi didn't look worried at all, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and dialed a number: "Hey, it's me, Fang Yi." Didn't you say I could come to you when I was in trouble? Now I'm in trouble......"

Hanging up the phone, Fang Yi's mood was not much easier.

Although with the help of Zhou Hai's strength, he was able to settle Wang Tao's affairs, but he invisibly owed Zhou Hai a favor. Many times, debts that don't need money are harder to pay than debts that ask for money.

It's just that with Fang Yi's current situation, he has no power or power, and he doesn't have enough self-strength, and he wants to solve this crisis, which is too reluctant, and he may be inexplicably put in prison to hide and die.

When Fang Yi appeared at the door of the classroom again, even the most serious students couldn't help but look at him at this moment.

"Come in. The teacher who was lecturing looked at Fang Yi strangely and didn't ask anything.

Fang Yi, who had bandages on his hands, sat back in his seat without a sound.

The lecture continued, but the atmosphere was obviously much heavier than before, and the students who originally liked to be naughty in class were also rarely honest, and they glanced at Fang Yi one by one, intentionally or unintentionally.

The students were not serious, and the teacher was a little absent in class, so he simply sent out a set of test papers and changed it to an ad-hoc test.

After nearly half an hour, two people suddenly came to the door of the classroom, with a proud look on their faces, and the word discipline inspection was written on the red armband on their arms.

In Wuzhou No. 3 Middle School, the student union is the dog leg of the school leadership, and the discipline inspection department is the dog leg of the student union. Seeing these two people appear, the teachers and students in the classroom all turned their eyes to Fang Yi.

"Who is Fang Yi?" In fact, there was no need to ask, the two of them had already followed everyone's gaze to see Fang Yi who was sitting very quietly in his seat.

Fang Yi stood up and followed them out of the classroom without saying a word.

The other students all watched with sympathy or schadenfreude as Fang Yi left.