In the current situation, during the Empire Newcomer Battle held at the Changtuwu Dojo, he must recover from his injuries, otherwise, he would not even have a chance to escape.
That damn fat man in blue might be staring at him from somewhere. Long Ma Tianyu's speed is very important.
Wen Yi once again took out a few spiritual energy pills and threw them into Longma Tianyu's mouth. Although these pills were not medicine for injuries, spiritual energy was the best medicine for recovering from injuries as quickly as possible.
Martial arts master Kuang Chang came here once, and finally did not kick Wen Yi out, which was a little bit of face for Wen Yi. Anyway, the spirit stones handed over cannot be returned, so just let Wen Yi, a "trash", use it, which also shows that
Show your kindness.
Wen Yi has never complained about anyone. What kind of philistine face has Wen Yi from his previous life not seen? Ninety percent of the relationships between people are not mutual use?
How can there be any fairness in the seemingly fair Imperial Chang Tu Wu Dojo? Didn’t the fat man in blue provoke Wen Yi himself before, but the martial artist who appeared later didn’t see it? Is it possible? The so-called fairness in this world is based on strong families and strong strength
On the basis of, if you have nothing, then don’t think about the word fairness.
Fairness will not treat the weak kindly. Wen Yi, who came from a previous life where competition was more fierce, certainly understands this truth. However, he was impulsive and underestimated the arrogance of the children of the family in this world... He is still very weak, more
You still need to be patient, especially in public.
Shang Pin came every few days to change Wen Yi's wound medicine and give him some dry food, but he still didn't talk much. He was in such an unlucky state, and Wen Yi was already very grateful to Shang Pin for others to still take care of him.
Half a month later, Wen Yi was able to stand up and walk around. The martial artist was not cruel and did not cause any fatal injuries to him. The sufficient spiritual energy accelerated the improvement of Wen Yi's injuries.
Longma Tianyu's injuries are also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. Unfortunately, he no longer has the spirit pills on his body. The so-called competition selection also has a time limit. I don't have the capital to waste time, so I still have to do it as soon as possible.
Refining alchemy! There are some alchemy rooms in the Changtu Martial Arts Dojo. After all, it is the top martial arts dojo. Not only does it have these temporary quiet rooms, it even has some temporary alchemy rooms.
Wen Yi still had some spiritual stones in his hand, so he opened his quiet room with difficulty and walked out. Long Ma Tianyu's injury was not completely healed, and his chance of escaping was too small.
Fortunately, there are still some elixirs for sale. Wen Yi emptied all his spiritual stones and rented a cheap alchemy room. ***! This alchemy room also costs a thousand spiritual stones? How dark.
Finally, the ground fire was relatively stable, and Wen Yi put the rubbish alchemy furnace aside. Now every elixir was crucial to Wen Yi and Long Ma Tianyu, so it was better to have his own furnace that was safer.
Although the injury has not healed yet, it has not affected Wen Yi's spiritual power.
After fighting for half a month, Wen Yi walked out of the alchemy room with satisfaction. If it weren't for the ghost mouse Qiqige's merciful words and left a lot of spiritual stones, Wen Yi would not have been able to buy so many elixirs.
However, the quantity is not enough. Longma Tianyu is a monster, and it can eat at least three or four at a time. In this case, it will be gone in more than ten days.
"Boy, I haven't found you for so many days. It turns out that you are hiding in the alchemy room. Humph! If you have the ability, you will hide in Changtuwu Dojo for the rest of your life and never come out." Wen Yi, who had just left the temporary alchemy room and was thinking anxiously, was
The familiar arrogant voice woke me up.
"This steward, this fat man in blue stopped me. He dared to threaten Bill in the great imperial Chang Tu Wu Dojo. Please seek justice." This time, Wen Yi behaved and saw a Chang Tu Wu Taoist wearing Tsing Yi next to him.
The students on duty at the scene began to complain.
"What are you doing? This is the temporary alchemy academy of Changtuwu Dojo. If you dare to cause trouble here, are you looking for death?" The on-duty student of Changtuwu Dojo doesn't know any fat guy. He is a student of Changtuwu Dojo, so awesome.
Isn't his identity just used to scare people?
"You..." The fat man in blue obviously didn't dare to openly confront the students of Changtuwu Dojo, so he gave Wen Yi a fierce look and left.
This student from the Changtuwu Dojo obviously feels that he is very dignified. In fact, he is just waiting for someone and is not on duty here.
Wen Yi had an idea and said, "Thank you for your help, senior brother. Please keep the spiritual energy pills that I just refined. Please keep them."
Wen Yi is not just a simple bribe and thank you.
"Don't worry, my senior brother still has some respect in this Imperial Chang Tu Wu Dojo." Seeing that Wen Yi was very good at teaching, this pretty boy gave Wen Yi a few words of encouragement, "Junior brother, from now on... holy shit! Forty percent pill!"
The pretty boy wanted to say something pretentious, but was so surprised that Wen Yi handed him the spirit pill.
"What? Forty-percent elixir! Zhang Ji, are you reading that right?" The pretty face Zhang Ji's voice was too loud. Not far away, several on-duty students from the Changtuwu Dojo who were on duty quickly gathered around.
"***! It's really a high-level 40% spiritual energy pill."
"Oh, that senior...brother, please wait." Finally, someone with quick reflexes ran straight after Wen Yi in the direction he left.
"Senior brother, do you still have elixirs like yours? How about one of the Eight Hundred Spiritual Stones?" The thin college student looked at Wen Yi almost pleadingly and said.
"Here... I'll sell you one." Wen Yi took out a small bottle, opened the cap, and handed the guy a spiritual energy pill.
"Wait a minute, senior brother, you still have seven or eight forty-percent pills. I also offered nine hundred... No, I offered one thousand spiritual stones, and you sold them all to me." A tall college student.
He also ran over, looked at Wen Yi expectantly and said.
Wen Yi put 40% of the most rubbish elixirs he refined into a medicine bottle. Not bad! People in the imperial capital are rich. Wen Yi was very satisfied with the transaction price. He made a lot of money so quickly.
Lingshi, soon I will have the capital to make elixirs. Longma Tianyu has enough elixirs, and I believe that it will be back to normal in less than a month.
"Damn! Che Yong, you should leave a few for me." The students from behind all ran over.
"Save it, I've just advanced to the late stage, these are not enough." Che Yong, a tall college student, quickly took the elixir handed over by Wen Yi into his arms.
"This...Senior brother, do you still have such a pill? Senior brother, don't worry, one thousand spiritual stones, I promise not to bargain." Zhang Ji regretted that his intestines were green, he was in such a daze,
All the elixirs are available.
"One thousand spiritual stones?" Wen Yi thought for a moment, "I still have two spiritual energy pills, but..."
"Also, sell it to me." Che Yong just took a few steps away and ran back.
"Che Yong, you already bought seven pills, get out of here!" Several students from the college shared the same hatred this time.
"you……"
"There are two of you. Each of you has one. You can't share the remaining two." A big red-faced man looked like a leader. Soon, Zhang Ji and the other one were also pushed out.
"The four of us left are guessing." The red-faced man said seemingly fairly.
"Xiong Tai...forget it, I'll leave it to you this time." A student in green clothes glared at the red-faced man unwillingly, saying that he would lose in guessing.
"Haha! This senior brother, your elixir..." Xiong Tai, a red-faced man, stretched out his big hand and looked at Wen Yi enthusiastically.
"Fuck! Five...five...five percent pill!" Xiong Tai copied Zhang Ji's expression.
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Three days later, Wen Yi appeared in the temporary alchemy room again. This time there were four students waiting here, including the red-faced man Xiong Tai.
Comrade Wen Yi unexpectedly enjoyed the free alchemy room. This time Wen Yi generously sold four 50% pills to four representatives each and... 40% pills were too few. Wen Yi's current alchemy level
, using the top furnace cauldron, 40% of these spiritual energy pills can be refined only under unexpected circumstances.
After twenty-eight days, the four representatives did not see Wen Yi's familiar figure again. Well, after that, Wen Yi never appeared again.
The Imperial Newcomer Battle was in full swing on the temporary battle stage in the square of Changtuwu Dojo. A dragon and horse passed through and headed straight for the gate.
There was no identity verification required to go out. Longma Tianyu did not hesitate, passed through the gate and sped straight to the west.
Wen Yi did not run east towards the imperial capital, but went in the opposite direction. He didn't know where the west was? In short, let's run out of this area first.
Wen Yi no longer dares to underestimate the abilities of this world family. The pervasive family spies can easily find out his origin. Could it be that if he runs back to the Shaoyang Martial Arts Center, someone will cover him to fight against the great power of the imperial capital?
Family? Wen Yi is not so naive yet. The attitude of the leader of Shaoyang Martial Arts Center can already prove everything.
Longma Tianyu, who had been holding back in the quiet room for a month, ran faster and faster, reaching a speed of over a thousand miles per hour. When he saw villages along the way, Wen Yi did not stop. After running for three days and three nights, Longma Tianyu was indeed a little tired.
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Fortunately! I didn’t encounter any pursuers.
What Wen Yi didn't know was that the cute fat man in blue was beaten by a group of people again.
That's right, Zhang Ji had seen Wen Yi being threatened by the fat man in blue. For his own elixir, he teamed up with Xiong Tai and three other groups to find the fat man in blue who was coaxing him.
"What do you want to do? Let me tell you, I am Shantan, the young master of the Lanhan family. How dare you..." The fat man in blue arrogantly revealed his superior background, and received a severe beating in return.
"What nonsense is the Lanhan family? In the imperial capital, the Lanhan family actually dares to be so arrogant. Xiong Tai from my Yinyu family is not so arrogant in this Changtuwu Dojo, you damn fat man." Xiong Tai said disdainfully.
"Yinyu Family!" The altar of the fat man in blue was completely out of power. The Yinyu Family was one of the top ten families in the imperial capital. There was a Martial Saint, the elder of the Yinyu Family, in the Changtuwu Dojo.
The fat man in blue's already fat body has become bloated again. These young masters of the family still have a bottom line. They can hit people, but they will never kill easily.
…
"Xiong Tai, someone just saw a dragon horse galloping away, and the alchemist is on the dragon horse." Zhang Ji rushed in and said.
Among the children of these families, the seemingly powerful Xiong Tai is indeed the youngest and the most talented. Perhaps, he will advance to martial arts in a few years, making him the most awesome among these dudes.
Xiong Tai is the direct descendant of the Yinyu family, and he is so talented, so how can he be short of spiritual stones? The 40-50% spiritual energy pills in Wen Yi's hands are really attractive.
That's right, if there are enough high-level spiritual energy pills such as the 40-500% Pill, it is estimated that Xiong Tai himself will be at the peak of the warriors in less than a year. How many more years will it take? Damn fat man, damn fat man! Of course Xiong Tai
I know that this alchemist is afraid that the fat man in blue, Shantan, will cause trouble for him.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
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"ah!"
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Poor Shantan, the fat man in blue, was once again beaten by Xiong Tai and others. Fairness will not treat the weak kindly. I wonder if he understood this truth.