Zhong Shenxiu's movements stagnated slightly.
It's too cold.
The chill invaded his body and made his blood seem to freeze.
But he gritted his teeth and continued to swing the knife.
Wu Zhangkong A flash of appreciation flashed in his eyes, but the movements of his hands did not stop.
Second Soul Skill--Frost Scar, resident!
Heavenly Frost Sword is covered with a layer of crystal cold light, which is the power of Frost Scar. There is no need to deliberately use it, every sword will be accompanied by the cold energy of Frost Scar.
Wu Zhangkong stabbed out with a sword.
Zhong Shenxiu Light-Imperial Ninja Blade block.
Clang--!
At the moment of the collision, a chill came from the blade and invaded the body along Zhong Shenxiu's arm.
Zhong Shenxiu's arm stiffened.
That is the cold air of Frost Scar, which can freeze the meridians and slow down the operation of Soul Power.
But Zhong Shenxiu didn't back down.
He activated Indestructible Dragon Body, his blood boiled, and he forcefully forced the chill out of his body.
Then, swing the knife again.
Wu Zhangkong Another sword strike.
Clang--!
The chill invaded again.
Zhong Shenxiu forced out again.
Dang Dang Dang--!
With every collision, a chill invaded Zhong Shenxiu's body. At first, Zhong Shenxiu could force it out quickly, but as the chill became more and more intense, his movements began to become sluggish.
His limbs and bones were all eroded by the cold.
Blood flow slows down, Soul Power movement slows down, and muscle contraction slows down.
Zhong Shenxiu's speed finally slowed down.
Wu Zhangkong saw the opportunity and thrust out with his sword.
Heavenly Frost Sword stops three inches in front of Zhong Shenxiu's throat.
On the tip of the sword, the cold air condensed into fine ice crystals.
Zhong Shenxiu stopped moving, looked at the sword, and was silent for a moment.
Then, he put away Light-Imperial Ninja Blade and took a step back.
"I lost."
He said, his tone was calm and not at all frustrated.
Wu Zhangkong also put away Heavenly Frost Sword and looked at Zhong Shenxiu.
The chill of Frost Scar still remained on the young man's body, and a thin layer of frost condensed on the surface of his skin, but he stood up straight and his eyes were still bright.
Wu Zhangkong looked at him and nodded secretly in his heart.
This battle seemed to last for a long time, but in fact it only lasted five or six minutes.
From the east to the west of the training room, from the ground to the air, the swords and swords flashed almost non-stop.
With Soul Elder's level, it's already remarkable that he can survive under Soul Emperor for so long.
Moreover, what this kid showed in the battle surprised even Wu Zhangkong.
That terrifying combat intuition, that ability to predict after entering Transparent World, and that extremely fast knife that vaguely matches the skylight--
Although he lost in the end due to the level gap and Soul Skill's restraint, his performance was far beyond that of his peers.
Even surpassed many senior students.
Wu Zhangkong took a deep breath and raised his hand.
Heavenly Frost Sword turned into light and dissipated.
He ran Soul Power to disperse the cold fog that filled the training room.
The frost, the cold air, and the ice layer condensed on the ground quickly melted under the action of Soul Power, turning into water vapor and evaporating.
After a while, the training room returned to normal.
Wu Zhangkong gasped slightly.
Although he looks relaxed on the surface, in fact, this battle consumes a lot of energy for him.
The ice age plus frost marks are permanent, and the two soul skills are used at the same time, which consumes a huge amount of soul power. In addition, the purple devil eyes are always maintained, and the consumption of mental power is not small.
But looking at the young man with bright eyes in front of him, Wu Zhangkong felt it was worth it.
He said helplessly, "Now you can go to bed with satisfaction!"
There was a hint of helplessness, a hint of pampering, and a hint of exhaustion in his tone.
Zhong Shenxiu looked at him, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
It was a smile that rarely appeared on his face.
Although it's very faint, it's definitely a smile.
Zhong Shenxiu bowed slightly and performed a standard disciple's salute. "Thank you, teacher."
Wu Zhangkong waved his hand. "Okay, okay, don't come here with these idiots in the middle of the night."
He walked up to Zhong Shenxiu, stretched out his hand, and rubbed Zhong Shenxiu's head.
Under the palm of the hand, there is soft hair, and there is still a residual cold air.
"You are a student and I am a teacher. I teach you the right things."
Wu Zhangkong said, his tone was calm, but the doting in his eyes could not be concealed.
Zhong Shenxiu did not avoid it and allowed Wu Zhangkong to rub his head.
This feeling is very strange.
Since childhood, because of those eyes and that innate aura, he had almost no one close to him. His peers avoided him, and adults also stayed away from him.
This is the first time for me to have my head rubbed and treated with pampering like this.
Zhong Shenxiu raised his head and looked at Wu Zhangkong.
This man in white clothes usually looks cold, doesn't talk much, and doesn't express much. But at this moment, the warmth in his eyes cannot be deceived.
"Okay, go to bed quickly."
Wu Zhangkong took back his hand and said, "There are still classes tomorrow. Don't think that just because you have a game at night, you can be lazy tomorrow."
Zhong Shenxiu nodded. "Yes, teacher."
He turned around and walked towards the door of the training room.
After walking a few steps, he stopped and said without looking back, "Teacher, come during the day next time."
After saying that, he opened the door and walked out.
Wu Zhangkong was stunned in place.
Still coming?
Wu Zhangkong The corner of his mouth twitched, he shook his head and smiled helplessly.
This guy, despite looking like a dull gourd, is actually very energetic.
He turned around and left the training room.
In the night, two figures walked one after another towards the dormitory building.
Zhong Shenxiu Go back to your room and close the door.
The chill in my body has almost dissipated, but the feeling of pleasure after the battle still remains in my limbs.
He walked to the window and opened it.
The night breeze blows in, carrying the salty smell of the seaside.
Zhong Shenxiu Take a deep breath and close your eyes.
Eternal Myriad Dragon Source Art operates on its own, and the energy of heaven and earth pours into the body continuously.
This battle has yielded a lot.
Not only did he digest the skyrocketing power, but more importantly, he touched new things during the battle.
The illusion that the light of the sword and the light of the sky merge, the ability to predict after entering Transparent World, and the deeper use of Indestructible Dragon Body under extreme pressure.
These are experiences that cannot be obtained through ordinary practice.
Zhong Shenxiu opened his eyes and looked at Light-Imperial Ninja Blade in his hand.
The blade of the sword was still shining with golden light, but there seemed to be something extra in the light.
Is it resonance?
Or an illusion?
Zhong Shenxiu grasped the handle of the knife and whispered, "One day, I will be like you."
Like Ultimate Phantom Dragon, cut through the darkness with one stroke.
The blade trembled slightly, as if in response.
Zhong Shenxiu put away the knife, returned to the bed and sat down.
He sat cross-legged and began to practice.
Although it was very late, he didn't want to sleep.
Although most of the power in the body has been digested, there is still a part that needs to continue to be refined. Moreover, the insights gained in the battle need to be struck while the iron is hot and integrated into one's own system.
Eternal Myriad Dragon Source Art is running, and the golden Soul Power is rushing through the meridians.
The surrounding light elements seemed to be attracted and poured into his body one after another.
Under the guidance of Soul Power, those light elements were tempered and compressed by Indestructible Dragon Body, and finally settled in flesh, flesh and bones.
There is a faint golden light flowing under Zhong Shenxiu's skin.
A night of silence.
Two days have passed. Zhong Shenxiu has been practicing in the dormitory. He has no idea what the time of heaven and earth is. He eats the essence of Sun Moon without eating.
At this moment, Zhong Shenxiu slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of thick air.
After two days of practice, he had completely controlled the power of Dragon Fighting Plane's second retaliation. The huge power was accumulated in his body. As soon as he obtained the second Soul Spirit, he could easily break through the fourth ring, and even approach the level of the fifth ring.
You know, Zhong Shenxiu is only ten years old now!
He raised his hand, and golden light surged in his palm.
The feeling of full power is more solid than before. The forty-level Soul Power is steadily settling in the meridians, and the defense of Indestructible Dragon Body has also been improved by a level.
Zhong Shenxiu Put away Soul Power and stand up.
Pushing open the window, the sunlight outside was dazzling. He squinted his eyes to adjust to the light, then picked up Light-Imperial Ninja Blade and pushed the door open.