Chapter 219: The Female Version of Feng Yang
Feng Yang was completely unaware of their inner struggling thoughts at this time. He was currently focused on fiercely fighting against the martial arts imprint of the Fire Mang King Beast's soul power.【】
Judging from Feng Yang's experience in imprinting martial arts, the martial arts that can produce such intensity of backlash have definitely surpassed those of Huang-level advanced martial arts. His current success rate of imprinting Huang-level advanced martial arts is as high as 90%, and he is very clear about the backlash produced by Huang-level advanced martial arts.
The strength is completely different from the backlash of this martial arts brand.
According to Feng Yang's bold guess, this martial art is definitely a basic level of Xuan level. However, Feng Yang is quite confused that a mere fourth-level monster can actually possess an elementary level of Xuan level martial arts.
In fact, there are many things to pay attention to when imprinting martial arts. For example, if you want to engrave Xuan-level martial arts, the premise is that the beast soul power of the monster must have Xuan-level martial arts. If the beast soul power of the monster does not have the imprint of Xuan-level martial arts, then even if it is imprinted with Xuan-level martial arts.
It's useless to have a divine-level talisman technician who can imprint heaven-level martial arts skills that surpasses the 10th-level talisman technician.
Another point is that if the beast soul possesses an earth-level martial skill, and a fourth-level talisman technician is asked to engrave it, then he can only imprint this earth-level martial skill into a high-level yellow-level martial skill.
Feng Yang continued to increase his efforts to control the soul, resisting the backlash of the martial arts brand, but blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth after being hit again and again.
"To engrave Xuan-level martial arts, you must neutralize the attacks of the martial arts." Xun Yue's voice sounded in Feng Yang's heart.
"Then use violence to fight violence." Feng Yang controlled the Yuanhun and suddenly hit the martial arts brand. The Yuanhun piggy swallowed the beast soul power of two ninth-level monsters, and the strength and power of the Yuanhun itself were greatly improved.
, when it collided with the martial arts brand, King Huo Mang's beast soul power suddenly collided into a riot, and Feng Yang's soul power was also shaken by the impact. A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and his face changed in an instant.
Got to be pale.
Under the impact of Yuanhun Piggy, the attack released by the martial arts brand was completely withstood by Yuanhun Piggy's body. However, when the attack from the martial arts brand fell on Yuanhun Piggy, it was completely absorbed by Yuanhun Piggy.
Absorbing these attacks is equivalent to retaining the imprint of this martial skill and concentrating it on the spell.
Feng Yang controlled Yuanhun Xiaozhu, and the talisman flew into Feng Yang's hand, but there was a wry smile on his lips. He didn't expect that the elementary martial arts of Engraving Xuan level would backfire on him like this. I'm afraid if it were a higher level of martial arts, it would be very difficult.
You can't kill yourself.
Feng Yang was surprised when he thought about the time when Xun Yue's earth-level martial arts were still so easy and effortless. He really couldn't imagine how powerful Xun Yue's soul power was. No wonder he could have memory since he was born.
Everyone expressed surprise at Feng Yang's identity as a talisman technician, but at the same time, it was accompanied by an even more unfamiliar feeling.
At first, they thought they were quite familiar with Fengyang, but now, there is a gap between them, and they feel more and more unfamiliar.
After collecting all the fur and scales of King Huo Mang, a group of people soon collected all Huo Mang's trophies.
Feng Yang only wanted its scales and snake tendons, and Ren Cai and the others were meaningless. After all, the most valuable thing was the Beast Yuan Dan.
After killing Huo Mang for several days, he has obtained dozens of third-level Beast Yuan Dan. One third-level Beast Yuan Dan costs several hundred gold. These twenty-odd Beast Yuan Dans are divided equally among three people, which is equivalent to one person having
An income of several thousand gold.
This was something they had never thought about before coming here. They originally thought that with the ninth-grade martial artist Rencai in charge and such a good place, it would be good for one person to get a few hundred gold in a few days. But now everything
What they got was completely beyond their imagination.
They also know that this is entirely Feng Yang's personal contribution. Without his group damage martial art, Frozen Three Feet, there would be no such efficiency at all.
After getting all the materials, Feng Yang said goodbye to Rencai and others, and returned to Liuli Town with Xia Ying and Han Lei. There was not much time left before Feiyunmen selected candidates to participate in the Gulai Empire Fighting Tournament.
In order to obtain the final reward of the martial arts competition, Feng Yang was determined to win the final ranking of this martial arts competition.
Moreover, Feng Yang knew that sooner or later he would have to leave Feiyun Sect and make a career. This martial arts meeting was the best choice to build a reputation. Since he could no longer keep a low profile, he should be as high-profile as possible.
After renting the tailor's studio, Feng Yang took out a large number of scales and snake tendons from the jade space and placed them on the ground.
Xia Ying frowned and said: "These scales and snake tendons are extremely tough. Ordinary flames are not enough to smelt them. A particularly strong flame is required."
"Is the stronger the better?" Feng Yang asked.
"Yes." Xia Ying nodded.
Feng Yang immediately took out a jade bottle from the jade space. The jade bottle contained goblin fire milk. This was a rare thing in the world. It was definitely more than enough to smelt these scales.
"Goblin Fire Milk, is that enough?" Feng Yang asked with a smile.
"Goblin fire milk?" Xia Ying was shocked for a while, and then said: "This goblin fire milk can only be conceived in extremely sunny places and places with extremely strong fire element energy, just like the volcano in Feiyun Mountains.
....”
Speaking of this, Xia Ying suddenly stopped. Looking at Feng Yang's dark and hollow pupils, she suddenly felt familiar and asked: "The volcano in Feiyun Mountain erupted. Isn't it the same volcano where Goblin Fire Milk was produced?"
"No." Feng Yang objected decisively.
"At that time, there was a guy with his face covered who escaped from the hands of Feiyun Clan Deacon Master Han Yi and Feiyun City City Master and other powerful men. That man was just like you, a little thin and thin!" Xia Ying said slyly.
Yang, said.
"Are you kidding me? Will I be thin?" Feng Yang rolled up his hands to encourage him and bulged his biceps: "What is this? If I don't look thin, my bones are full of muscles."
"Really?" Xia Ying replied with a joking smile. Seeing that Feng Yang didn't seem to want to admit it, she stopped asking.
A smart woman knows how to choose and what to ask, and what to pretend to be stupid about.
This goblin fire milk is more than enough to smelt scales and snake tendons, and you don’t need too much. One drop is enough. The smelting effect is extraordinary. I am afraid that the scales can be smelted to the most refined level without any impurities remaining. This can make
The scales become stronger and more defensive.
Xia Ying was busy at the tailor shop. Because the tailor shop in Liangli Town had low equipment and the tailor's technical level was insufficient, Xia Ying could only move out all her tools.
Feng Yang was not idle either, running non-stop around Liangli Town to buy good dyes, patterns and other materials for making clothes.
Half a month later.
At this time, Feiyun Sect was already in a state of excitement, because the Gulai Empire Fighting Tournament was about to be held, and Feiyun Sect needed to select contestants before the fighting tournament came.
The selection and registration process is quite simple. You just need to sign up and get an entry number. There were less than a hundred new disciples in Feng Yang's class.
Wu Hua and others applied for Feng Yang through their connections in Feiyun Sect and received the number 007, while Hua Tian was the contestant number 008.
If it were just a competition between new students, it might not attract anyone's attention at all. In the minds of those who are strong in the rankings, instead of wasting their time watching the competition of new students, it would be better to use the time to practice.
But things are different now. Even the top ten experts on the list are paying great attention to this competition.
After all, this is related to the candidate who will finally participate in the Gulai Empire Fighting Tournament. Those who are strong in the list have also experienced this kind of competition. They know best the cruelty and excitement of the fighting tournament and the blood-heated battles.
The competition is randomly selected, which effectively prevents cheating and ensures fairness, justice and openness.
The first few competitions were quite boring. The contestants were only between the third and ninth grades of martial arts, and their fighting process did not attract many people's attention.
But at the beginning of the fifth game, everyone couldn't help but pay attention to one person, number 011, Mo Yan.
This is a girl, about ten years old. She looks like a soft, weak and well-behaved girl next door, Xiaojiabiyu, lovable. But her method is to make everyone realize how qualified this appearance is for such a girl.
Deceptive, even many powerful people on the list couldn't help but feel frightened and frightened after witnessing Mo Yan's battle.
Before Mo Yan stepped onto the stage, he looked like a weak and well-behaved girl, but there was no expression on his face. However, when he stood on the ring, his aura suddenly changed drastically, completely transforming into a completely different kind of chilling, cold-blooded,
Her indifferent temperament is like a cold-blooded female killer who harvests lives without blinking an eye.
At first, when the opponent saw that the opponent was just a weak girl, he felt pity and said with a smile: "Girl, let's do this. We only compete in strength level. If you have a higher strength level than me, I will take the initiative to admit defeat. Otherwise, you
Same thing, how’s it going??”
In fact, this young man is also self-aware. He knows that even if he defeats this girl, he will not be able to reach the finals, so he might as well leave a good impression on this girl.
But Mo Yan didn't seem to appreciate it. He didn't say a word, and his five fingers became claws, and he gathered a powerful energy in an instant.
Seeing this, the young man quickly activated his life force. The sharp steel sword, which was four feet long, one inch wide and two inches wide, suddenly came out of its sheath. A cold light flashed through.
The sword flower makes it unclear what Jianfeng knows.
Facing the three sword lights, Mo Yan's face remained expressionless. When the three sword flowers attacked him, Mo Yan's claws condensed with powerful energy suddenly swung and passed between the three sword flowers.
Five shocking bloody claws were left on the young man's chest.
The young man was in pain, and the attack on his hand suddenly went into chaos. Mo Yan took advantage of it again. In an instant, his chest was covered with blood from the claws. The flesh and blood were blurred, and the white bones were vaguely visible.
"That's enough, I agree..." The young man was about to surrender, but Mo Yan didn't give him a chance.
Mo Yan jumped up and flew into the air. With a ghostly speed, his five fingers formed into claws and grabbed the boy's head. His five fingers actually penetrated deeply into the boy's head. The boy's body froze and his eyes bulged.
Flashing with fear of death.
Mo Yan, who was flying in the air, twirled and danced, then landed gracefully on the ground. The moment his five fingers were pulled out from the young man's head, five blood arrows spurted out from the five blood holes.
Mo Yan, who had fallen to the ground, struck out with his palm, sending the dead young man who was still standing on the stage with blood spurting from his head flying away. The blood sprayed like a rain of blood in the sky, shocking the thousands of disciples who witnessed this scene.
Inexplicable.
Especially when such cruel martial arts were displayed by such a pure and weak girl, and the girl killed a person in such a way without even blinking, and the expression on her face was still indifferent and colorless.
A girl who was so weak that every masculine man wanted to hold her in his arms and take care of her suddenly transformed into a vicious, disgusting and ruthless female killer. The huge contrast between this shocked everyone and caused serious damage to their own eyes.
of doubt.
This cruel method makes many people reluctant to let go and filled with indignation.
"It's just a competition between new disciples. Is it necessary to put people to death?"
"That's right, am I mistaken? She was so graceful at the time and didn't want to hurt her. She didn't even give her a chance to admit defeat. Do you need to be so cruel?"
"She's basically the female version of Feng Yang!"
"The next match, number 007 versus number 045." The elder deacon came on stage to announce the candidates for the next match. As he spoke, his eyes searched for Feng Yang's figure among the crowd, and then a faint smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.
After a while...
There was only one strong young man numbered 045 on the stage, but he never saw his opponent on stage.
"Who is 007?"
"I don't know."
"Where's that guy?"
"I don't know."
"If you don't show up, you will automatically forfeit. With Feng Yang's strength, he can definitely enter the finals. Isn't he even interested in this?"
"I don't know."
"Do you have parents?"
Chapter completed!