Wei Cheng sat in front of the door of Tianyi's room, as motionless as a sculpture. Even though his wrists were covered with cracks, he still held the chain handle of the Qianhun Lock tightly, daring not to relax at all.
"It's better for you to take a rest first."
Facing Lao Zhang's kindness, Wei Cheng just smiled and shook his head, saying that he didn't want to leave here.
He said that although he had sneaked into the academy and the cultists who came to attack Luo Tianyi had been defeated, Wei Cheng still felt that he needed to guard Tianyi's door, so that he felt at ease.
Faced with his decision, Zhang Yang just glanced at Wei Cheng with a half-smiling expression, patted his shoulder to encourage him, and then led the senior sisters away to heal their injuries.
Wei Cheng still hasn't forgotten the inexplicable horror on Zhao Yilong's and others' faces when they left.
In the subsequent battle to annihilate the Demon Cultists, Wei Cheng and Zhang Yang did not take action, but allowed others to deal with the remaining Demon Cultists, in the name of training their comrades' practical combat abilities.
This makes other people suffer.
You know, although Wei Cheng, Long Ya and others have helped defeat the top combat power of the demon cultists, and even the five demons who came to attack have been wiped out, but in total, there are still
There were seven demon cultists left, and they were all the kind of warriors who were not afraid of death. They attacked Yang Xiaoxiao and others as if they didn't even care about their lives. Although these senior sisters did not lose their lives, they were inevitably injured.
The injured person looked extremely embarrassed.
"How about it? This time one fights ten. Doesn't it feel good enough to show off?"
Just when Wei Cheng was still recalling everyone's reactions, a magnetic voice came from the side, accompanied by the sound of a canned drink being thrown. Wei Cheng subconsciously reached out for the chain in his hand, rolled it up and threw it at him.
of Pepsi Cola.
I saw Lezheng Longya standing aside, looking at him with a smile.
"You actually don't need to stay here. Aren't all the people in your unit already gone?"
"Nonsense, how can I leave a wounded person here and just walk away? Why don't you come and thank your benefactor for taking care of you?"
"Haha, don't do this! We still don't know who will take care of whom!"
Wei Cheng's tone was a little helpless, obviously he didn't expect Lezheng Longya to stay here.
After the battle came to an end, most of Lezheng Longya's team members were exhausted, and their bodies were full of traces of the difficult fighting experience and many body-refining warriors, so they followed Zhang Yang and retreated to the outside.
After Lezheng Longya saw that he was staying here, he first tried to persuade Wei Cheng. After seeing that the dissuasion was useless, he stayed here, saying that he was guarding the gate with Wei Cheng.
Although Wei Cheng said it rudely, he had no intention of refusing, so he let Le Zheng Long Ya stay here.
As a result, after Longya stayed... Wei Cheng felt that he had made the stupidest decision ever!
Because after taking off the mask of a soldier, the young master immediately transformed into a hundred thousand whys, asking Wei Cheng a bunch of weird questions. For example, how to achieve 100% physical training, and the feeling of one against ten?
They asked basically everything about how much money they had to spend after joining the band, as well as the secret to using the Sharingan. The questions gave Wei Cheng a headache. In the end, he asked the young master for help buying drinks.
leave temporarily.
Otherwise, I might not even think about healing...
"Is your hand okay?"
Just when Wei Cheng thought Le Zheng Long Ya was going to ask another weird question, he saw the other party took a big sip of canned coffee, letting the bitterness spread quietly in his mouth, and rarely asked a serious question.
Obviously, Wei Cheng's action of wrapping the drink in a chain instead of catching it with his hands has aroused some speculations in the young master's mind.
"I can't say it's good. Because I used other people's power forcibly, it caused some side effects. I probably won't be able to touch the keyboard for the next few days."
"I guess I'll recover after a few days of rest."
Wei Cheng smiled bitterly and looked at his cracked arms. His skin, which was originally fair and smooth due to physical changes, now also showed wrinkles, as if he had aged.
Without even asking Lao Zhang, Wei Cheng knew that this must be a side effect of using the Zhenzhen Fruit.
At that time, Wei Cheng faced a joint siege from the demon clan and demon cultists. In order to buy time for Le Zheng Long Ya and Zhang Yang to defeat the enemy, he could only use the strongest power he had ever imitated in his memory:
The ability to shake the fruit delayed the enemy's footsteps.
However, strong power often comes with a huge price. Even Whitebeard in the One Piece animation suffered from physical illness due to repeated use of the power of the Shock Fruit, and eventually died in the battle to rescue his adopted son Ace.
The physically powerful Sea Emperor was like this, let alone Wei Cheng who forced himself to use the fruit's ability.
Although Wei Cheng's physical body had reached a terrifying state at that time after the strengthening of spells and the amplification of Soul Chain, it was still far inferior to Whitebeard. In addition, he used the explosion of shadow clones many times.
The fruit's ability caused all the side effects of the fruit experienced by the clone to be fed back to the main body, which created the current cracks in the hands.
Since his hands were full of cracks, Wei Cheng had hidden his hands in his sleeves and temporarily replaced his hands with Soul Soul Locks. He planned to wait for Ye Shan to come back and ask if he could recover.
"...No matter what, you should be careful. It's not worth breaking your hands because of drinking. Hey, speaking of it, it was also because I didn't hold back the enemy at that time that I made you pay this price..."
Le Zheng Long Ya looked a little depressed and took another big sip of coffee.
He knew that the reason why Wei Cheng said such wild words as "one against ten" during the battle was to help himself and others attract hatred, and he did this deliberately.
Does he really want to fight ten against one? How is this possible!
Although Lezheng Longya and Zhang Yang quickly killed their opponents and returned to help Wei Cheng, did they still cause irreversible damage...
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Don't be depressed, you already made the best choice at that time. And it's not like my hand won't recover, I just need to rest for a few days!"
Wei Cheng seemed to have noticed that Le Zheng Long Ya was in a low mood, and wanted to pat the young master on the shoulder, but in the end he did not do anything, so he could only comfort him with words.
"Hmph! I know it! But then again.
Wei Cheng, you actually defeated four warriors of the same level as yourself with one punch, and then escaped from the hands of ten enemies. Can you... still be regarded as experiencing the early stage of the difficulty? I feel that it is stronger than the later stage of my experience.
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Lezheng Longya was not a petty person. When he heard Wei Cheng said that it could be treated, he didn't dwell on the topic just now. Instead, he turned to Wei Cheng and started teasing him.
One against ten, and four of them are at the peak of the same level... Is this really still going through the early stages of difficulty?
Even if Lezheng Longya comes on the field, if he hits ten, he will definitely be blown away in an instant, without even a chance to escape!
But Wei Cheng did it!
"How do I know? It should be considered right? Anyway, I have just entered the realm of experiencing difficulties, and I don't know how to divide this realm. Do you want to teach me on the spot?"
Wei Cheng replied angrily, looking a little ashamed.
The day after he entered the difficult experience, he was called by Mo Yueyin to participate in the Shiji, and then he was invited by Lao Zhang to meet his senior sister. After that, he frantically practiced tactics in preparation for today's battle. He really didn't have time to become familiar with the realm.
divide.
"You really don't know..." Long Ya couldn't help but feel speechless.
An invincible strong man of the same level, who could fight ten against one without losing, and whose strength was better than his own, actually told Ryuga... that he didn't know how to classify his current realm?
If those cultists who had just been defeated by Wei Cheng knew about this, they would probably crawl out of their graves in anger!
I actually lost to a fool?
"Okay, considering that you have just been promoted, you really don't have time to understand.
Let's put it this way, after stepping into the catastrophe, we use Qi and blood to measure the strength of the warrior, and use the degree of quenching of the bones to distinguish the realm.
The unit of qi and blood is degrees, and the degree of temperature is 360 degrees. For warriors in the body refining period, the limit of qi and blood is probably between 150 and 190 degrees. As long as it exceeds 150 degrees, you can choose to embark on a disaster.
, to become a martial artist who has experienced difficulties. And the energy and blood in the early stages of experiencing difficulties..."
Halfway through Long Ya's words, he suddenly felt that Wei Cheng's expression had changed, and he was looking at him with strange eyes!
