Chapter 632 Dragon, Spiritual Root, Corpse
At this moment, Ye Xingli was lying on the ground in pieces. His hands and feet, which were emitting starlight, were thrown aside casually, mixed with seven or eight other sets of magic skeletons, vacuum catastrophe transformation diagrams and other magic weapons, like garbage all over the ground.
"Senior Sister."
Zhang Yu immediately picked up the unconscious Ye Xingli and felt the empty meridians in the other's body. He could not even sense a trace of magic power or energy.
"This is……"
The name of Ye Xingli's opponent on the duel list appeared in Zhang Yu's mind.
At the same time, a voice sounded from behind him: "Ren, is she your senior sister? She has a lot of tricks, but she is quite resilient."
"Come to think of it, according to the duel list, you are my next opponent, right? I didn't expect that you and your brothers and sisters would run into me."
Zhang Yu turned his head and saw a tall figure with a dragon head and a human body standing behind him, looking down at him.
It was Ying Mingchi, the top student at Tianyao University, who had the blood of a true dragon.
Looking at the other person's dragon eyes, Zhang Yu said coldly: "That's good, it means I don't have to wait too long."
Ying Ming Chi's dragon mouth twitched slightly, revealing an unpleasant smile. "I think it's a good idea too. Sending you to me is something that countless demon descendants would like to see."
"Haha, come to think of it, you two, both senior brothers and sisters, were equally confident and stubborn before the battle began."
After that, he turned around and said lightly: "See you next week, man."
After taking a look at the other person's departing back, Zhang Yu turned around and reinstalled the magic body for Ye Xingli and injected magic power into him.
A moment later, Ye Xingli suddenly woke up. Seeing Zhang Yu in front of him, he was slightly stunned, then smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that I lost miserably."
"You're going to face that dragon next, right?"
As if recalling his own battle process, Ye Xingli sighed: "This guy is a bit of an ace up to me, and seems to be quite an ace up to you too."
"I'll send you the battle records and videos. Please study them carefully."
Zhang Yu looked through the content of the battle video and couldn't help but frown.
Ye Xingli said, "In addition to being able to control the weather, this guy can also control the spiritual energy within a certain range. This is very troublesome for someone like me who uses a lot of mana when using a magic skeleton."
"He can also control water and breed armies of monsters in the water. The True Dragon bloodline seems to have special applications in controlling monsters. You have to be careful..."
Just as Ye Xingli was passing the information to Zhang Yu, as the 15 winners and 15 losers arrived one by one, the entire first round of the competition came to an end.
Among them, Kuang Tianqing, recognized as the strongest, was the first to defeat his opponent and win.
Strong men from other schools, such as Yan Xiang from Youming, Zang Shenyu from Vajra, Tian Shenggong from Xianbing, Mu Qiansi from Hehuan, Ying Mingchi from Tianyao, etc., also took about the same amount of time to defeat their opponents and arrived one after another.
Next came Jiutianliu, Yan Qianji, Wen Wuya, Zhang Yu and others, all of whom took about the same amount of time.
However, Bai Zhenzhen took much longer than Zhang Yu expected and was the last one to arrive.
Seeing Bai Zhenzhen's legs go limp after landing, Zhang Yu hurried over: "Ah Zhen, what's wrong with you?"
Bai Zhenzhen's face flushed as she covered her stomach: "Don't come over!"
Zhang Yu paused, thinking to himself, "Is Ah Zhen worried that if she gets too close to me, she'll unleash her sword energy, revealing that I can adapt to some of that energy?"
While Bai Zhenzhen was speaking, she stared at him intently, thinking to herself, "Damn it! Why is Yuzi's spiritual root so restless? A week has passed, and not only is it jumping more and more, it seems to be getting bigger and bigger."
Although the Feather Spirit Root had been making trouble, causing Bai Zhenzhen to have stomachaches and weak legs from time to time, the strengthening brought by the Feather Spirit Root also made Bai Zhenzhen secretly happy.
Over the past week, Bai Zhenzhen felt that her body's resistance, breathing efficiency, mana recovery, and even her application of swordsmanship and understanding of martial arts had all been enhanced every day.
Although this enhancement is not much, for Bai Zhenzhen, who has already reached her limits in all aspects, every bit of enhancement she applies in battle will bring about huge changes and create a despairing gap with her opponent in actual combat.
"Humph, if he hadn't just started making trouble while I was fighting, I would have finished my opponent off long ago."
When Zhang Yu approached, the feather spiritual root seemed to have some kind of connection with Zhang Yu's body and the true spiritual root in Zhang Yu's body. It beat more and more violently, causing Bai Zhenzhen's dantian to ache.
At the same time, Zhang Yu observed Bai Zhenzhen's appearance and realized something in his heart: "Has the influence of my Feather Spiritual Root on Ah Zhen not subsided yet?"
Thinking about how the Feather Spiritual Root had adapted to various martial arts and Taoist techniques within him, as well as the accumulated effects of various suits, Zhang Yu thought to himself, "Is it because of so many adaptive transformations that the stimulation is so strong?"
"In comparison, I've adapted much better to Ah Zhen's true spiritual roots."
But the next moment, Zhang Yu also felt the true spiritual root in his stomach beating, as if it was going to drag him towards Bai Zhenzhen, causing Zhang Yu's brows to suddenly frown.
As Zhang Yu continued to retreat, the movement in his dantian finally subsided slightly.
Zhang Yu looked at Bai Zhenzhen and thought to himself, "It seems that during the period of exchanging spiritual roots..."
Bai Zhenzhen's eyes met Zhang Yu's, and they both nodded slightly. Without saying anything, they both understood each other's meaning: "Keep your distance for now."
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On the way back, Zhang Yu could see that Kuang Tianqing's victory in this battle was being publicized everywhere in the spiritual world.
In fact, ever since Kuang Tianqing talked about the life-increasing matter in the last interview, Zhang Yu could feel that the public opinion in the spiritual world was almost one-sidedly in favor of Kuang Tianqing.
Not only the gods of the four demonic schools came out to support Kuang Tianqing.
Even the powerful Yuanying and Jindan level warriors in various schools, as well as various foundation-building and Qi-refining cultivators, all stood up to express their support for Kuang Tianqing.
"I want to live a few more years, so of course I support Kuang Tianqing!"
"Kuang Tianqing won the championship and said that he would let us live for hundreds of years! I support Kuang Tianqing to get the immortal sect skills."
"Kuang Tianqing is not just fighting for himself, but for all the people in the world. I want to donate to Kuang Tianqing!"
All the titles of benefiting Kunxu, benefiting the public, and caring about the people were given to Kuang Tianqing one by one, which made Zhang Yu feel complicated.
Although some people have expressed opposition, believing that a large-scale increase in life expectancy may not necessarily be a good thing, anyone who expresses this view will be attacked by countless people.
Zhang Yu didn't know how many of the besiegers were real people and how many were water armies of transformed gods, but in short, in just a few days, there was almost no one in the spiritual world criticizing the matter of increasing the lifespan of all people.
Zhang Yu sighed in his heart: "Everyone in heaven and on earth is supporting Kuang Tianqing."
Fu Ji laughed and said, "Hey, it's not like no one has thought about the downsides of increasing the lifespan of the entire population, but the downsides are a matter for the future. Let's just live a few more years first."
Zhang Yu thought to himself, "Even the Four Schools of the Myriad Laws haven't launched a public opinion counterattack... Are they planning to support Kuang Tianqing as well? So, if I win the championship, I can only choose the longevity-increasing technique?"
Fu Ji said, "You haven't shown much hope of winning yet. Once you win one or two more rounds, a leader from Wanfa University should come to talk to you. Then we'll be able to find out what the plans are for the several masters of Wanfa University after Dao Qiankun's death."
Zhang Yu shook his head. He had no idea about the idea of becoming a god, so he stopped caring about these things. After returning to the laboratory, he continued to practice "The Demon Saint's Myriad Transformations of the Nerves".
This black technique relied on the resonance of the two techniques, the Blue Water and Golden Crystal Armor, and the Canniu She Shenbody Jue and the Infinite Heart Dharma Body, and was finally extracted from the blood of the demon descendants. Today, Zhang Yu used it a little and felt its infinite magical uses.
It is especially suitable for hiding in the monster breeding function of the Green Water Golden Crystal Armor. For Zhang Yu, it is currently the most suitable way to improve his strength.
After practicing hard until that evening, Zhang Yu received the news that Dao Ge's body had been placed on the flying boat, so he planned to go there to see Dao Ge's body again.
But before going, he took a lot of demon blood, intending to accompany Dao Ge while secretly continuing to practice "The Demon Saint's Myriad Changes of Mind".
As he swallowed mouthfuls of demon blood, Zhang Yu couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "The blood of low-level demon descendants is fine, but this high-level demon blood is really not cheap, especially the amount required for the Demon Saint's Myriad Transformations. I've spent hundreds of spirit coins to practice this Taoist technique."
However, thinking about the money he had spent on the Taoist art of the Invisible Heart Soldiers that could destroy the world, Zhang Yu felt relieved.
"That's how practicing Taoism works. It costs money. Compared to that, this Demon Saint's Myriad Changes Nerve Technique is actually cheap."
…
Inside Dao Qiankun’s flying boat.
As soon as Zhang Yu entered the mourning hall, he saw Dao Qiankun sitting cross-legged, still as lifelike as the last time he saw him.
Sitting down in front of Dao Qiankun, Zhang Yu looked at his chest and thought to himself, "Brother Dao, are you alive or really dead?"
After glancing at the cameras around him, Zhang Yu did not do anything extra to Dao Qiankun. Instead, he sat cross-legged, looking at Dao Qiankun while secretly practicing "The Demon Saint's Ever-Changing Nerves".
He thought to himself, "Will the Dao Seed... appear again?"
A few hours later, just as Zhang Yu was refining the demon blood and upgrading the "Demon Saint's Myriad Changes Nerve" to level 13, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Dao Qiankun.
"Kuang Tianqing?" Zhang Yu stared at the projection in front of him and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Kuang Tianqing glanced at Zhang Yu and said calmly, "Is it not okay for me to take a look?"
At the same time, Kuang Tianqing looked at Dao Qiankun in front of him, and the words he said to the other party that night emerged in his mind.
(End of this chapter)
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