The training between Feng Wenbiao and Lin Yi was also an eye-opener for everyone. Feng Wenbiao had just learned the basics of combat skills, but he was able to exert dozens of times the power of the spiritual cultivator. This shows how important combat skills are to the spiritual cultivator.
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Of course, everyone had to be surprised at how deep Lin Yi's strength was and how strong he was. He didn't even take a step back from such a powerful blow.
"Okay, let's stop practicing here. You should also know how important combat skills are..." Lin Yi took out three ancient books from the black nail space and distributed one to each of Wang and Geng.
"These three ancient books are all top yellow-level combat skills. Even the official ones only have a dozen or so. This shows how precious these things are."
"Take these three combat skills and practice them diligently, and strive to acquire the basic level of combat skills before setting off the day after tomorrow."
"Thank you, Teacher Lin. Is this really for us?!" Lu Xiaoshu hugged the combat skills in his arms tightly. Until now, he still felt like he was dreaming.
This is a combat skill, and it is the top of the yellow level. China only has a dozen combat skills in total, and now they have three in their hands!
Lu Xiaoshu couldn't help but feel lucky to have such a selfless and stern teacher. Not to mention the yellow-level high-grade skills in his arms, and perhaps even the Wooden Man Formation, other teachers definitely didn't have it.
"Okay, you all go back and practice harder. It's time for Jin Zhejian to practice your "Wind Blade". Don't just pursue the state and give up on improving your overall actual combat..."
"Yeah, I've been practicing "Wind Blade" these days, and now I've figured out some tricks. I believe I can master it in a short time." Jin Zhejian's fighting spirit was so strong that even Feng Wenbiao's strength surpassed him. He still had
What's the reason not to work harder to practice the combat skill "Wind Blade"?
The fighting spirit of the five people was once again aroused by Lin Yi, and they all returned to the room with combat skills and began to practice.
The hall in the villa was empty, and the bloody plot that had just been played was still playing on the TV. Now they went back to practice. Lin Yi was lying on the leather sofa, feeling a little bored again.
Since Mom and Dad started practicing weekend breaks, they rarely leave the room except when they go downstairs to eat. Aunt Zhou also went to the back garden of the villa to plant lilies. Lin Yi rolled back and forth on the leather sofa a few times. She really felt good.
boring.
By the way, Fugu is still in the room. I haven’t played with Fugu for a long time. Why not take Fugu to the snack street outside to eat something? I’m sure he will like it!
Just do it, Lin Yi immediately jumped up from the leather sofa, took a few big steps, and came to his room.
"Huh? Why isn't Fu Gu here..."
Lin Yi looked at the empty room and the bed that Fu Gu had never made since he woke up, and couldn't help but frown.
It's not in the villa, so where is it and what is it doing...
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There are mountains more than 100 kilometers away from Fudu City. There are rich vegetation and lush trees. One of the smaller mountains is very strange because there are always a few black clouds covering the mountainside.
In a cave halfway up the mountain, a monster with jet black fur, a lion's head and a tiger's tail, and a huge body was floating in the air. A few dozen centimeters away from its soles, it was covered with dense spiders, toads, and small black snakes.
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On the top of its head, the scarlet red heads hung on the stone wall at the top of the cave. The silent sound and the sight of the cave made people feel frightened.
"Haha, Xiaojin, long time no see."
Fu Gu looked into the deepest part of the cave, and his blank animal eyes seemed to see through the cave dozens of meters deep, where a golden demon was sitting on a stone platform.
On the back of this golden demon, a blood-red sharp arrow was inserted deeply into its body.
"What do you want from me?" A low and weak voice came from the depths of the cave.
Fu Gu grinned and said, "Of course we want to get back what we promised, the evil spirit that belongs to me."
"Hmph, I will not give my demonic energy to the traitors who follow humans. You should leave quickly, otherwise I will blame you for being rude!" The Purple Gold Demon King snorted coldly and threatened.
"Oh? Then what you mean is that you don't want to give me your evil spirit and want to default on the debt?" Fugu's heart sank and he said in a cold tone.
"Hahaha, how can I go back on what I said? It's just that it is impossible for traitors who betray the demon clan and follow humans to get the demonic energy of this king!"
"I am a traitor? Haha, I am just keeping that human in a cage and raising him so that he can eat it when he is in a bad mood. It is none of your business!"
"Since you are unwilling to give it, let me come and get it myself!"
Fugu's black fur suddenly exploded, like sharp needles. In less than two seconds, he had already arrived at the side of the Purple Gold Demon King!
Fugu's black beast claw struck at the head of the Purple Gold Demon King. Seeing that something was wrong, the Purple Gold Demon King quickly moved away.
"Boom!" I saw that the stone platform under the Purple Gold Demon King's feet was smashed into pieces together with the rocks several meters deep.
"You are not a demon at all!" The Purple Gold Demon King's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed as he looked at the shattered stone platform.
"Hmph, when did I ever say that I was a demon?" Fu Gu grinned, and while the Purple Gold Demon King was shocked, he grabbed the Purple Gold Demon King by the neck.
"Since you don't want to give it, you have to let me get it myself."
"Cough cough cough..." The Purple Gold Demon King still can't believe it. It desperately used its claws to grab Fugu's huge black claws, trying to escape from it.
But its claws could only leave a faint scratch on Fugu's fur, not even scratching its fur.
"Suck all the evil spirit out of me!" Fugu smiled ferociously, and a purple-gold energy slowly passed from its claws into its body, filling its already empty body.
"Quickly, let go of me..."
The Purple Gold Demon King's veins popped out, and his voice became weaker and weaker.
"Don't worry, I will only take my share, and I will not inhale the remaining evil spirits..."
The demon energy in the Purple Gold Demon King's body is continuously transported into Fugu's body. Although these auras still cannot bring him back to his peak, it can at least restore half of his appearance.
"Huh, I can't believe that more than 1,000 years have passed, Fugu, you are still so virtuous!" A frightening voice came from the cave, and Fugu's eyes couldn't help but shrink, staring at the only entrance.
I saw a human body, wearing tattered ancient armor, with green skin, looking like an evil ghost, and a rusty ancient sword on his waist, walking out.
When Fugu saw this person, his heart sank. He grinned warily and said, "You are actually still alive, Qing Rakshasa..."