"Master, it's all done." A sweet, soft voice rang out from a patch of yellow wasteland, and a cute-looking girl happily ran toward Wang Han, who was frowning.
Seeing Leng Wushuang running towards him, Wang Han had to admit that Leng Wushuang's talent was indeed exceptional. In ten years, Leng Wushuang had mastered most of the ninjutsu and taijutsu that Wang Han knew, and had also learned the three types of Haki. She also possessed excellent swordsmanship, and her strength was already at the Warring States level, that is, the God of Professions. An eighteen-year-old God of Professions was extremely rare, even among all races on the entire continent and throughout history, and Leng Wushuang was definitely one of the best among them.
But... Wang Han, his face clouded with worry, looked up and saw that the once yellow wasteland was now stained red with blood. More than ten thousand wolf carcasses covered the sandy ground, their deaths extremely gruesome. Wang Han's expression grew even more bitter. He couldn't help but say to the girl who had run towards him, "Wushuang, how many times have I told you? Try not to engage in close combat. You're a girl, you should be ladylike. Use ranged attacks more often. Be elegant. Even Ye Long isn't as violent as you. Be refined. Don't make things so bloody all the time. Even Ye Xinghong isn't as bloody as you in battle."
"Master, ranged combat is so boring, melee combat is much better. Melee combat is bloody, that's normal." Hearing this, Leng Wushuang, who had a cute face, ran up to Wang Han, shook her head firmly, and said with a grin.
"Alas!" Wang Han could only sigh. His sect was doomed to lose its first direct disciple, the very first disciple accepted by the founding master.
"Stop frowning. You're Wushuang's idol. She's always copying you. Don't look so gloomy all the time." Beside Wang Han, Ye Yue Su, carrying a large bow as tall as a person on her back, said with a sly smile, gently smoothing Wang Han's furrowed brow. She couldn't help but laugh whenever she saw Wang Han correcting Leng Wushuang. Only when facing Leng Wushuang did the incredibly powerful Wang Han show such a frown.
"Sigh! She's just here to collect a debt from me. I admit I have violent tendencies, but Wushuang shouldn't have become like this." Wang Han sighed helplessly again. Ye Wushuang, who once had a cute face, now only had a cute face left.
Every time Wang Han saw Leng Wushuang running towards him happily, he felt an urge to cover his face. Because of his frequent close combat, the once adorable little girl had been transformed into a muscular Barbie doll, and she was particularly fond of close-quarters fighting. By the time he realized he wanted to change his fighting style, Leng Wushuang had already mastered it. Now, Leng Wushuang was over 2.2 meters tall, her muscles incredibly developed; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that a horse could run across her arms. Just standing there, she exuded a sense of physical oppression, like Nezha from the Hundred Thousand Dragons Clan. Wang Han's physique was only half as robust as hers (although Wang Han was muscular, his body was of average build). Of course, that was only in terms of physique. Wang Han had tried countless times to correct Leng Wushuang, but she just wouldn't change. More than once, Wang Han had the urge to abandon his disciple and run away.
"Isn't it because of you? When we were little, why did you fight with her all day long, and fight so bloodily?" A complaining voice rang in Wang Han's ears. At some point, Ye Yue Su, who was stroking Wang Han's eyebrows, had turned into Night Scarlet.
"Next time you change people, please let us know first, okay? Who knew she'd learn so quickly back then?" Wang Han rubbed his temples, unable to refute Ye Xinghong's words, because what Ye Xinghong said was true. Back when Leng Wushuang was still young, during their adventures, Wang Han, in order to cultivate their combat experience, didn't defeat any opponents. At that time, Wang Han hadn't revealed his true identity and strength to them, pretending to be of similar strength to fight alongside them. He couldn't leave Leng Wushuang in the middle of the fight, so Wang Han fought while holding her. Who knew that Leng Wushuang would pick up Wang Han's violent tendencies back then? By the time he realized it, it was too late to change. Now, the four of them have been adventuring for ten years. Five years ago, Wang Han revealed his true strength to them, even telling them that he wasn't from this world, but was summoned using a face-based summoning technique (a transdimensional summoning technique), and had traveled through dozens of countries and encountered several races.
Over the past decade, many powerful individuals have sought out these individuals, some to seize the racial talents of the Darkmoon Elves, Night Dragon and Night Moon Su, others for the treasures left behind by the Darkmoon Elves, and still others for Leng Wushuang, the envied one. However, regardless of their strength or number, all who came were easy prey for Wang Han, including two high-level gods. This allowed Wang Han to thoroughly enjoy the thrill of battle, while also studying their techniques, races, and cultivation methods, eventually adding their spatial ring collections to his own. In the last two years, with the increasing number of dead gods and false gods, almost everyone knew that the envied one and the two Darkmoon Elves were protected by a powerful deity, which stopped the troublemakers from appearing. Wang Han's adventurer rank also reached SS level within ten years, making him one of only two SS-level adventurers recorded in the Adventurers' Guild. The other was the founder of the Adventurers' Guild, the God of Adventurers, a high-level deity second only to the main god.
Under Wang Han's guidance and assistance, Ye Yue Su and Ye Xing Hong have now reached the level of pseudo-gods, and their two souls can switch places at any time. Ye Yue Su excels in archery and magic, both ranged attacks, while Ye Xing Hong specializes in melee combat, assassination, and agility. Ye Long has also become a pseudo-god, but he is more like a Dark Moon Elf, specializing in archery and assassination. Such a significant increase in strength over ten years was unimaginable before, but with the help and guidance of Wang Han, a man who has traveled to many worlds, it has become a reality.
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