What heavy boots... Zhang Yuanqing broke out in a cold sweat. He guessed from Fu Qingyang's slightly trembling arms that this prop was not light.
But he didn't expect it to be so heavy that it directly broke his arm bone.
That's not right. The boots are so heavy, why didn't Fu Qingyang remind me... Zhang Yuanqing looked up and saw Fu Qingyang's cold but mischievous expression.
How petty, still angry about "being ruined"
"Ah, this pair of boots is as light as a feather in the centurion's hands, but to me, it's as heavy as a thousand pounds. There's really a huge gap between the centurion and me." Zhang Yuanqing exclaimed loudly.
Hearing this, Fu Qing nodded slightly: "After receiving it in the inventory and recognizing its owner, it will become heavy in the normal sense. Before recognizing its owner, you can't lift it."
Zhang Yuanqing nodded, but did not put the boots away immediately, because at this moment, the item attribute introduction just appeared:
【Name: Houtu Boots】【Type: Footwear】
【Function: Mountain God (incomplete); fatal kick】
[Introduction: These shoes are made of silk from the Holy Mountain, as light as a feather, and hard to be cut by a knife. They were buried in the Holy Mountain for 33 years, absorbing the dragon veins and earth energy, and refining the essence of all directions before they were completed. They are called Hou Tu Boots.]
[Note 1: It is one of the parts of the heavenly worship dress. The remaining three parts are: crown, robe, and belt. It is said that collecting all four sets can reveal the secret of immortality.]
【Note 2: Wear it and you will be an honest person, a down-to-earth person.】
【Note 3: It is well known that honest people have good endurance. 】
Mountain God. I remember that Mountain God is the name of the job after the soil monster is transferred. Incomplete means that it only has some of the abilities of the Mountain God... Notes 2 and 3 are obviously the price. The word "honest man" makes me a little panic...
Zhang Yuanqing had an idea and put the Houtu boots that were pressing on his arm into the inventory, completing the recognition of the owner.
The next second, Hou Tu Boots were summoned from the inventory and landed on the carpet with a thud.
Zhang Yuanqing, with his arms shrugged, raised his left foot and, without taking off his shoes, put it into the opening of Hou Tu's boots. The opening of the shoe expanded automatically and easily accommodated his left foot.
It's not as convenient to put on as the red dancing shoes, but it's okay... Zhang Yuanqing put them on his right foot in the same way.
The moment he put on the boots, he naturally understood the function and role of the Hou Tu boots, and also understood their price.
The first is a fatal kick, which gathers the power of the earth in the leg and can kick out a blow at the level of a saint. It can only be used three times a day.
With this ability alone, I can kill ordinary extraordinary practitioners in seconds. Well, that is when I just use my physical body to fight... Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed.
Next is the mountain god, who has two abilities:
1. Absorb the essence of the earth veins.
Absorbing the essence of the earth veins and converting it into endless physical strength, this is why earth monsters have infinite endurance.
As long as you keep your feet on the ground, you won't get tired even if you fight for three days and three nights. But it would be great if the donkeys in the production team could have this skill... Zhang Yuanqing muttered to himself.
Second, refine an area and become the "god" of this area, and the name of the mountain god comes from this. But the most ideal area to choose is deep mountains, because in this way, the mountain god can use the terrain to deal with enemies even if they are higher than his own level.
The second worst is the plains, and the worst is the cities.
"It sounds just like the mountain god in mythology. Could there be a water god as well? Refining an area and the water and fire formation of the Yin-Yang robe can complement each other." Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself.
As for the fatal blow, in terms of cost, Note 1 has two costs in total, one is being an honest person, and the other is being down-to-earth.
The so-called honest man refers to a person whose temperament becomes dull and honest. The most intuitive explanation is that one day Guan Ya asked him, "Did you peek at the girl's breasts today?"
Normally, Zhang Yuanqing would answer: I only look at yours. But after putting on the Houtu boots, his answer was: I, I...looked at several young ladies (with a face full of shame) Another price is to be down to earth.
Literally, when wearing the earth boots, the range of jumps will be greatly reduced and basically restricted to the ground.
Note 2 is both a cost and an ability. The endurance mentioned here is not just physical strength, but also mental endurance, such as patience, the ability to endure pain, the ability to withstand provocation, and so on.
At this time, Fu Qingyang next to him commented:
"Hou Tu Boots is a good item. If you can make good use of the power of the mountain god, you can compete with Zhao Cheng Huang."
With Yuanshi's current strength, he is actually far inferior to Zhao Chenghuang.
If it weren't for that set of armor, Yuanshi's corpse would be destroyed in a short time. At that time, Zhao Chenghuang would cooperate with the corpse to launch a siege, and Yuanshi would undoubtedly be defeated.
Try wearing the Yin-Yang robe again to see if there are any set skills... Zhang Yuanqing seemed not to hear Fu Qingyang's words and took out the Yin-Yang robe from the inventory.
Since it is a set, there must be some bonus between the parts, otherwise it would not be called a set.
But Zhang Yuanqing is not sure whether this bonus will only appear after the complete set is collected, or whether it will be enough if two pieces are collected.
Crash~
The robe unfolded and draped over the shoulders.
Zhang Yuanqing sensed it carefully for a moment and showed surprise on his face.
Sure enough, there is a set skill. This skill is that when the Yin-Yang magic circle is unfolded, the water and fire clones will no longer be flame people and water bodies. The Hou Tu boots will give the two clones entities - clay human faces.
The clay man's body is indestructible and has great strength.
What surprised Zhang Yuanqing was that he finally made up for the insufficient output of the water and fire clones.
If there are Hou Tu boots in the ring match, and the Yin Yang magic circle is deployed, Zhang Yuanqing is guaranteed to be able to beat Zhao Cheng Huang so badly that even his grandfather won't recognize him.
"This robe of yours is..."
Fu Qingyang was stunned for a moment, with a look of surprise in his eyes.
As a scout, he discerned the truth from Yuanshi's micro-expressions and the action of taking out the robe.
Zhang Yuanqing did not hide anything: "This robe is a hidden item I got from Yin Yang Town. It is one of the Heaven Sacrifice Set, as is the Hou Tu Boots.
Fu Qingyang had already suppressed his astonishment and slightly slightly:
"No wonder you asked me to check the properties of Hou Tu Boots. The set is very rare. So far, we have collected and known no more than ten sets. Each set is priceless.
"Even for the elders, it is difficult to collect a complete set. Yuanshi, you are very lucky."
Zhang Yuanqing showed an irrepressible smile on his face: "I plan to find a way to obtain the Heaven Sacrifice Set, so that I can use it until I reach the Domination Realm.
Fu Qingyang: "This is difficult. There are only a handful of people in the Five Elements Alliance who have collected the complete set, and each of them is a child of destiny."
Zhang Yuanqing asked, "Has anyone in our official team collected the complete set?"
Fu Qingyang: "I" I shouldn't have asked, so I'm waiting here... Zhang Yuanqing bowed his head and said, "Under the powerful centurion, who else but me can be the master? By the middle of the year, I will become the master, step into the sky, and dominate the Five Elements Alliance."
Fu Qingyang glanced at him and said, "Rest for a while and fix your broken bones. Stay here for lunch."
Two o'clock in the afternoon, at the Colosseum.
Figures descended one after another, and the originally empty auditorium became crowded within two or three seconds, filled with heads of people.
Zhang Yuanqing appeared randomly somewhere in the audience, and he didn't recognize any of the official travelers around him.
But others knew him.
The one who screamed was a pretty girl, covering her mouth with her hands, her face full of surprise.
The female companions beside her also had excited and thrilled expressions.
I am also an idol-level figure now... Zhang Yuanqing was delighted and was about to use his social skills to have a chat with several young ladies when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Guan Ya in the distance, looking at him with a smile.
The teachings of my life mentor flashed through my mind.
Zhang Yuanqing nodded slightly, imitating Fu Qingyang's attitude, walked past his female colleagues with a cold face, walked slowly towards the old driver.
"Hey, he's so cool, unlike the lively guy he was during the game."
"It's better to be cool, which means he won't randomly flirt with girls. I like abstinent male gods.
Women like abstinent male gods, just like men like iceberg beauties. Although I can't get them, they are still pure. Men and women with promiscuous styles will not have a good reputation, because the suitors who covet their beauty know in their hearts that their male gods and goddesses are sleeping with others every day...
The words of my life mentor once again came to my mind.
"Sister Guan Ya" He sat down next to the old driver.
Zhang Yuanqing knew that his behavior of looking for her first after entering the venue would definitely win her favor. His cold attitude towards the "fans" just now would increase her favorability again.
"Yeah." Guan Ya nodded with a bright smile, satisfaction hidden in her eyes.
The chaotic and noisy seat change ended quickly. The Queen did not watch today's game. Guan Ya said that she happened to be on duty today, so she could only stay in reality with tears in her eyes.
As for Little Green Tea and Jiang Jingwei, Zhang Yuanqing did not see them.
Amid the sound of scales colliding, the armored swordsman appeared on the stage. After a brief opening speech, the spiritual realm travelers present received a list of battles that popped up from the spiritual realm.
"The Ghost King of Fengdu vs. Crossing the River with a Reed"
"Lingjun vs. the milky red powder head"
"Fu Qingyang vs. the Blazing Holy Flame"
Zhang Yuanqing quickly scanned the battle list and said in surprise:
"It's just the beginning and there are so many star players coming on stage"
In the extraordinary stage of the competition, there were not many star players appearing on the first day.
Ah, in a super first-tier city like Songhai, there are only a dozen or twenty saints, and they may not necessarily participate in the competition.
Many older saints will not join the battle unless they are confident that they can make it into the top ten.
On the one hand, they may not participate in the killing dungeon, and on the other hand, it is embarrassing to lose.
Deacons are the backbone of the official organization. On ordinary days, when the elders are not out, deacons are the highest leaders that official practitioners can contact.
The leader's face is more important than anything else.
Zhang Yuanqing said "oh" a few times and waited patiently. Soon, the first group of contestants came on stage.
The Ghost King of Fengdu is about thirty years old, dressed in black clothes and black pants. He has an ordinary appearance, but he has an indescribable nobility and a vaguely domineering aura.
Very eye-catching.
Yiwei Dujiang is a woman with a gentle figure. She is beautiful and quiet, and her age cannot be judged.
After the two entered the arena, the armored swordsman said loudly:
"start"
The King of Ghosts in Fengdu slowly took out a small round mirror, looked at his face, and then snapped his fingers.
"Boom boom boom"
Three burly corpses leaped into the field, bringing with them the sound of boulders rolling down. They were wearing the same clothes, had the same hairstyle, and stood in exactly the same position.
"Does this Fengdu Ghost King have obsessive-compulsive disorder?" Zhang Yuanqing joked.
"It is stereotyped," Guan Ya gave an affirmative answer based on her own observation.
Zhang Yuanqing looked at the Fengdu Ghost King's stern face again. It was rigid, serious, and unsmiling.
He thought to himself that it was no wonder that Yin Ji didn't like the Ghost King of Fengdu and turned to the arms of the Demon Lord. The Demon Lord was sweet-talker, good at living, and had strong talents. He was obviously more attractive to women than serious men.
As my thoughts wandered, the three corpses formed a horn.
l
Rushing towards Yiweidujiang, the sound of his footsteps was steady, powerful, and quick.
Every step he took cracked the stone slabs of the arena.
Yiwei Dujiang's pupils suddenly contracted, his eyeballs turned amber, his pupils stood up, thick yellow hair grew under his skin, a beard extended from the corners of his mouth, his nose turned black and round, and his nails extended and bent, turning into sharp claws.
In an instant, she turned into a delicate and exquisite catwoman.
Catwoman leaped up lightly and jumped over the heads of the three zombies, making their attacks fail.
Catwoman landed silently without any sound, and then turned into an afterimage, as fast as lightning, and rushed towards the Ghost King of Fengdu.
At the same time, clumps of green weeds grew on the stone slabs under the feet of the Fengdu Ghost King, spreading out like a carpet, turning the ground of the arena into a lawn.
The King of Ghosts in Fengdu remained calm, leaped several meters high, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, he went into the night and disappeared.
Catwoman immediately stopped her charge and looked around vigilantly to see if there were any signs of being trampled on the lawn.
But the Fengdu Ghost King seemed to have disappeared.
"Where do you think he is?" Guan Ya asked in a low voice.
Zhang Yuanqing said without thinking, "It's on the shoulder of the Yin corpse."
The mixed-race beauty looked at him in surprise. This was consistent with what she had observed, but Yuanshi was not a scout and did not wear clairvoyant glasses. He had deduced everything based on his combat wisdom.
At this time, the figure of the Fengdu Ghost King appeared on the shoulder of one of the corpses.
He held a small round mirror in his hand and looked at himself in the mirror. He seemed to see something satisfying in the mirror. He chuckled and then exhaled a breath of endless Taiyin power.
“Wuwuwu…”
The sound of ghosts crying filled the entire place and the temperature dropped sharply.
Zhang Yuanqing, the night-wandering god, clearly saw wisps of green smoke floating out along with the power of the moon, which transformed into various evil ghosts and vengeful spirits in the sky.
There were men and women, old and young, some with ferocious faces and some with disheveled hair.
There were dozens of vengeful spirits.
These vengeful spirits held sickles in their hands, floating in the air, and dancing wildly.
This, there are too many spirit servants. No, not spirit servants, but something between spirit servants and vengeful spirits. What kind of operation is this... Zhang Yuanqing was stunned.
The Wraith raised his scythe high and swooped down at Catwoman.
Every time the knife hit her, Catwoman screamed in pain. She could dodge the attacks of the Inferi with her agility, but she could not avoid these invisible ghosts.
After a few minutes, the battle was over.
The King of Ghosts in Fengdu won the victory without much effort.
It feels like bullying, this is why the invincible man under the previous generation of dominance has to look in the mirror. So far, the King of Ghosts in Fengdu has used the ability of the Night Wandering God, but what about the ability of the Star Official? Zhang Yuanqing sighed secretly.
The second group is Lingjun and Ruhong's pink head. The latter is a plague god who is good at germs and microorganisms, but is restrained by the Beast King's healing ability.
But Lingjun's fight was lukewarm and he did not take the initiative from beginning to end, because the "head of the fan" was a mature woman with great charm.
"Which branch are you the deacon of?"
"Copper Province."
“Alas, I took advantage of this match, but it was an unfair victory.
"It doesn't matter. Winning or losing is not important."
"Yes, winning or losing is not important. Being able to compete with such an excellent female fighter like my sister is my biggest gain from participating in the competition.
“As expected of a playboy, you really know how to talk.
"My sister joins the competition for the reward" and "It's a test of tempering."
After fighting for half an hour, the armored swordsman couldn't help but frown and shout
"Quick victory!"
When Lingjun heard this, he covered his chest and exclaimed, "I'm sick, I give up.
The mature woman opposite was stunned, her face full of shock.
Just as she was about to say something, Lingjun was already holding his chest and staggering back to the audience seats.
He deliberately let me do that... because he wanted me to hone my skills a few more times... The mature female butler of the Water God Palace immediately understood the playboy's intentions.
I felt grateful and surprised at the same time, and my favorable impression of him increased greatly.
"Fu Qingyang and the Holy Flame entered the venue.
As the armored swordsman finished speaking, a figure in white stood up from a certain seat. He did not jump down from the high wall like the other contestants, but grabbed a blue cloak and draped it over his shoulders.
Crash
The cloak fluttered in the wind, and a cyclone rose from under Fu Qingyang's feet, carrying him towards the center of the ring.
There were cheers from the audience.
"What a show-off..." said Zhang Yuanqing.
Guan Ya agreed with his statement and said with emotion: "Qingyang has always liked to act cool since he was young.
"And they are stupid and have a lot of money."
"But he boasts that he wins people over with his virtue."
"Let's talk about this in private and don't spread it outside.
"That's exactly what I meant."
As he was speaking, a fireball rose from the audience seats and hit Fu Qingyang who was floating in the air like a cannonball.
Fu Qingyang's face turned cold, he snapped his fingers, and the fireball exploded with a "bang". A tall figure appeared in the expanding flames.
This man was about forty years old, with a burly build, a beard, a domineering aura, and a sharp gaze. He was the kind of guy who, if someone looked at him a few more times while walking on the street, would run up to you and ask, "What are you looking at?" and then punch you.
"Fu Qingyang" the holy fire blazed loudly
"Everyone says you are the best below the Domination Realm. I don't agree. I'd like to learn your skills. I hope you are not just wasting your time..."
Without saying a word, he was slowly falling when he saw Fu Qingyang grab a Han Bafang bronze sword from the void. The sword had a sharp edge, but the blade was covered with copper rust.
Young Master Qian, with a cold expression on his face, slashed down with his sword.
The pupils of the blazing holy fire shrank slightly, and the body trembled violently and strangely. Countless ways of dodging flashed through his mind, but he was self-contradictory and self-denying.
In the end, he did nothing and let the sword cut open his chest and cut off his sternum.
Bang
The blazing sacred fire slammed heavily onto the ring, blood gushed out from the chest, staining the grass red.
Fu Qingyang turned around and floated back to the ring.
The battle was over before it even began.
The logistics team hurried up to the stage, checked the injuries, and shouted, "Elder, you need an injection of life essence.
The armored swordsman nodded slightly.
The logistics team hurried away carrying the blazing Olympic flame.
The whole audience was silent.
After a few seconds, there was a tidal wave of noise.
"What do you mean it's over now? The Holy Fire Deacon has collected the money."
"What a fake acting! I was able to dodge Fu Qingyang's sword. How could a deacon not be able to dodge it? Young Master Qian is indeed worthy of being called Young Master Qian."
The audience kept talking and accusing Fu Qingyang of match-fixing.
Zhang Yuanqing suddenly remembered that when he was hunting Black Impermanence in the Third Primary School, the fire master of Dark Night Rose didn't even have the courage to fight Fu Qingyang in close combat.
And this Holy Fire Deacon rushed over as soon as he came on the field.
In comparison, this guy is a real fire master. The fire master of Dark Night Rose is simply a shame among fire masters.
Amid the discussion, Zhang Yuanqing heard Guan Ya sigh:
“This is the skill close to the Tao”
Skills are close to the Tao... He silently recited these four words in his heart and took the opportunity to ask
"What does this sentence mean?"
This problem troubled him for a long time.
"I told you last time that the Crossing River Soldier is called Little Qingyang. You have experienced the Crossing River Soldier's Insight Specialization." Guan Ya said, "Fu Qingyang's slash is an enhanced version of the Crossing River Soldier's Insight Specialization. Yes, it has been enhanced countless times."
Zhang Yuanqing nodded. The pawn crossing the river can predict two to three steps ahead. As soon as he raises the muzzle of his gun, you will have a feeling that you will be hit. No matter whether you go left or right, it will be predicted by others.
"So, the centurion predicted seven or eight steps, or even more."
Guan Ya shook her head, her face serious:
"No, if that's the case, then his realm must be even higher than the four words 'technique is close to the Tao'."
A higher level Zhang Yuanqing raised his eyebrows "What do you mean?"
"I've told you before that Fu Qingyang is not gifted. He has been looked down upon by the elders of the family since he was young. Among his peers, he is below average, but he is very proud. That pride comes from his bones. Sometimes I don't understand why he is so proud when he is so weak? Why is he often bullied by his peers because of his blind pride?" When Guan Ya talked about this, her eyes were full of reminiscence, emotion and admiration.
"Until I was 15 years old, in a family fighting competition, he knocked me unconscious with a wooden sword. He only used one blow. But that blow was fast, fierce and accurate, and I was caught off guard.
"Later I found out that in the past seven or eight years, Fu Qingyang only practiced one move, which was the slashing attack!
"He knew he was not talented, so he didn't learn martial arts or techniques, he only practiced slashing. He concentrated all his energy and efforts on one move and made it reach the pinnacle.
"I accepted my defeat sincerely, because I knew that one strike of the sword embodied his pride and half his life's hard work. When he drew his sword, he was already invincible."
Guan Ya sighed
“After becoming a spiritual realm walker, he integrated insight into his slashing skills and continued to practice day and night. However, the elders in the family still did not think highly of him. They all felt that his path was too narrow and that he only knew one move, which meant that he could be easily targeted.
"That's indeed the case. Back then, he was like the river-crossing soldier now, very strong but not outstanding. It was not until he was promoted to the Saint Realm that we discovered with horror that he had turned this sword into a rule."
At this point, Guan Ya looked at Yuan Shi, who was dumbfounded, and nodded:
"Yes, it's the rules, the rules of rule-based props.
“His slashing attack cannot be avoided, you can only resist it. Even the master cannot avoid it, just like your pair of red dancing shoes. Elder Dog can do nothing about it.
"Fu Qingyang is the first person to control the rules since the birth of the Spirit Realm. Of course, I don't know whether the leaders can do it."
Zhang Yuanqing murmured
"This is what it means, skill is close to the Tao..."
He suddenly understood why Fu Qingyang looked down on geniuses, why he said these geniuses were trash, and why he said the female marshal's diligence was not worthy of her talent.
Fu Qingyang does have the capital. He may not be very talented, but he has the heart of a strong man.
It's so sad and inspiring... Zhang Yuanqing said silently in his heart.
At this time, a soft and pleasant voice came from the side.
"Yuanshi Tianzun"
Zhang Yuanqing collected his thoughts and looked in the direction of the voice. The person coming was a mature and attractive young woman.
Her face is round, delicate, and her lips are fiery red, just like a plump peony.
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