I'm really a life player

Chapter 47 But That's All (Lemon Face)

Jiang Yimo also noticed something abnormal about Su Yang.

Not to mention her, even Lan Keke, who was refining the spiritual energy, had interrupted her cultivation.

Taking Su Yang's current area as the core, the aura in this area has fallen off a cliff. In the eyes of those who have cultivated themselves, it seems that a large area of ​​aura vacuum has appeared around Su Yang, washing away from his surroundings. The passing aura was instantly trapped.

The bell-like sound rang again, and this time, even the two women beside him heard it.

Lan Keke looked at Su Yang enviously, and said to Jiang Yimo in a low voice: "The spiritual energy is strengthening the muscles and bones, which is really rare. If it was in the past, those sects would probably have something to say about martial arts, my apprentice You have the capital of a great emperor."

The smile on Jiang Yimo's face deepened, and he stretched out his hand and nodded Lan Keke's head:
"Okay, you, haven't you studied the modern history of Huanyu? Those things like Dacheng Holy Body, Sword Bone, Martial Body, etc., are all false terms compiled by the major sects in order to improve the core disciples of their own sects.

Now that personal talents have begun to be quantified, these physiques are nothing more than a certain talent with a higher value, and we must believe in science. "

Lan Keke curled her lips, what's the difference? It seems that regardless of a certain physique, these people have no inherent advantages. There is no doubt that a relatively good talent can drive a monk to make rapid progress in the early stage, Boxer Even if it comes, it won't move.

"No, the more you look at it, the more sour..." Seeing Su Yang's aura growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, Lan Keke, who ate two tons of lemons, gave up the act of refining spiritual energy completely, and looked at Su Yang's body eagerly. The breath gradually began to calm down.

The wave of spirit energy washed away wave after wave, and was intercepted by him one after another. Later, as the time for the wave of spirit energy to erupt gradually came to an end, Su Yang let out a long sigh of relief.

A stream of steam that seemed to be exhaled in winter escaped from the corner of his mouth. Su Yang subconsciously opened his palm, feeling that his body seemed to be completely awakened. During breathing, the whole person seemed to become more able to vent his strength average.

Not only that, he now feels that his skin seems to be taut, just like his stiff skin and muscles after high-intensity exercise.

"Senior, you have become stronger." Jiang Yimo put down the Ba Snake Sword, "Come and see how much your body has grown now."

"It didn't increase much, it just felt like I could display my original strength." Su Yang squeezed his arm in distress, and the next moment there was a loud bang in his hand, and the fist smashed out with strong wind.

As if someone suddenly flicked the whip, there was a bang, Su Yang looked at his punch in a dumbfounded way, turned his head and said to Jiang Yimo:
"I'm cultivating immortals or practicing martial arts. I heard that a thousand gold can't buy a voice, so do I already have a thousand gold in my hand?"

Jiang Yimo sighed: "Actually, your physical strength has indeed increased, but it is not so exaggerated. The real transformation is that the shackles of your body have been released. This situation has happened before. "

Lan Keke remembered something, looked at Jiang Yimo and said, "The Eastern Slav who stepped on us to turn the tide last year?"

"I can't help it. Everyone knows that the Eastern Slavs are very strong, but no one would have thought that someone had already untied their shackles. Although they only stopped me for 10 seconds, they completely reversed the situation."

Jiang Yimo sighed, thinking of the East Slavic freak who wantonly vented his violent aesthetics in the Huanyu Global Exchange Competition, and the melee attack was terrifying like a ghost.

As the sharpest sword of the Huanyu team, it was hit so hard that it lost the ability to counterattack for 10 seconds, and even lost the ability to chase after the victory.

She looked at Su Yang, and suddenly said: "Senior, are you interested in participating in a major school selection, inheriting spells and matching your current unrestricted body, I think you probably..."

She glanced at Lan Keke, and continued: "Maybe I can kill about two Lan Kekes. For those in the outer class who are still wandering on the edge of the cultivation gate, the deterrent effect of inheriting spells is already terrible."

Lan Keke jumped up against the case: "Don't make me into a unit of measurement!"

Jiang Yimo glanced at her, and snorted coldly: "It's fine if you don't ask the school teacher about the precautions for learning the original runes, what about me? Even I don't ask? Now it's been delayed for two months, and I will be a teacher again." What happened to the unit of measurement?"

Lan Keke wanted to refute, but she always felt that she had overlooked something. After a long time, she remembered Jiang Yimo's last sentence. She looked at Su Yang with a stiff neck, and subconsciously straightened her chest. A little rough:

"Inheriting spells? Oh, that's all (lemon face)!"

"It's sour, junior."

"It's sour, senior."

"That's enough, I can't take it anymore, you couple, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~why is everyone better than me..."

Lan Keke was so angry that her chest hurt, she chopped her foot and ran away.

Su Yang shook his head helplessly, this Lan Keke is also an adult, why is he still acting like a child.

"Don't you need to worry about her?" Su Yang asked, "I don't think I need to worry about this idiot. If something happens to her... After all, this guy gives me the feeling that he has been turned into a pornographic image. The temper of counting money for others."

Jiang Yimo waved his hand: "Don't worry about that guy, that idiot has his own philosophy of survival, if you don't provoke her, she won't move. To deal with that child, just give her a few more whips to make her run."

The scene of Jiang Yimo holding a whip, stepping on a bench, and whipping the ragged Blue Coco in front of him flashed through Su Yang's mind.

Can't help but take a breath, good guy, it's quite exciting to play!

"Compared to this, senior, I really recommend that you take part in the internal selection of the outer class. Although the points you get for successfully passing the internal selection of the outer class are only a symbolic 2 points, but with your normal speed, senior, I think you will come from behind. No problem at all."

Jiang Yimo's interested expression aroused Su Yang's curiosity: "What is the purpose of this school selection? The nature of the university club? Or the nature of the school team? It can't be pure entertainment, right?"

"If it's a selection within a foreign team, it's basically the same as a university interest club. It doesn't rule out that there are strong players in it, but the overall level is amateur level, just to let you experience our country's competitive culture."

Jiang Yimo picked up Su Yang's computer, the campus network on it was not closed yet, she moved the mouse to a title of "event" and clicked, the screen on the webpage changed for a while, and a beautiful illustration appeared in front of Su Yang .

(End of this chapter)