Legend of the Dragon King: The Holy Sword Maker

Chapter 170 Distributing Potions
midnight.

The light at the magic workshop is a bit dim, and there are various sophisticated instruments in it. This is the combination of technology and magic, modern magic...

"Okay, get off work, get off work..."

Zhao Mingyu stretched his waist, he finally finished making the potion, and he filled all the potions into small bottles.

With the sound of the door opening, the outside is also turning stars. It seems that tomorrow will be sunny in Avalon. Zhao Mingyu's conception of dream magic is still in the stage of imagination.

"Do emotions have power? The god of emotions, Huo Yuhao..." Zhao Mingyu suddenly thought of Huo Yuhao, no need to guess, emotions definitely have power.

The corner of his mouth twitched, maybe he could meet an opponent like the Seven Deadly Sins in the future.

After leaving the magic workshop, Zhao Mingyu sat cross-legged on the futon and began to practice. He will go to school when he is in good health.

The next day, in the morning, classroom.

"Mingyu, you have finally come to class." Tang Wulin whispered.

Before Zhao Mingyu could reply that the teacher had already arrived, we could only chat after class.

What I'm talking about today is all about the things inside the mech, but Zhao Mingyu, who has riding skills, can easily drive various machines without learning at all.

After class, a group of people surrounded Zhao Mingyu.

"What are you guys doing? They're all gathered around, let's start chatting in the dormitory..." Zhao Mingyu looked around with a little sweat.

Everyone also nodded and walked towards the dormitory.

"Boss Ming, you haven't come to class for a few days, are you going to make up another class, hehe." Xie Xie poked Zhao Mingyu's heart directly when he opened his mouth.

Xu Xiaoyan walked ahead happily, Xie Xie would really be beaten if he continued like this.

"I don't know, Mr. Wu." Zhao Mingyu glanced at him and began to quicken his pace.

When they arrived at the work-student dormitory, Zhao Mingyu took out the medicine from the ring and gave it to everyone.

"You guys try it at night, I might not do it in the future, haha." Zhao Mingyu smiled.

"Brother Mingyu is the best." Xu Xiaoyan grabbed Zhao Mingyu's hand, his cheerful voice was very nice, but the atmosphere always felt cold, like a cold winter night.

"Sister Xinglan, this potion is very good and very useful. I used it yesterday." Xu Lizhi whispered next to her.

"Yes." Ye Xinglan nodded.

"Mingyu, are you going out to play at night? It feels like it's been a long time since I went out to play." Tang Wulin started to approach Zhao Mingyu, but Gu Yue grabbed him.

"It's a pity, now we should work hard to cultivate. Karma is good at diligence and playfulness, formed at thought and destroyed at will, remember Wulin." The corner of Gu Yue's mouth curled up.

"Indeed, you can see how many people I practice every day are going to be exhausted, let alone go again later." Xie Xie said with a depressed face.

"..." Tang Wulin kept turning his hand behind the quilt, changing his movements all the time, with a real smile on his face: "That's right, I should train well, isn't it Mingyu?"

"I'm leaving, I have something to do." Zhao Mingyu felt that he couldn't stay any longer, and felt that the atmosphere of the team with him was not good at all.

Only then did Xu Xiaoyan let go of Zhao Mingyu, "Bye, brother Mingyu."

Starlight flickered, Zhao Mingyu left here, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

"I'm really envious of this ability to move through space." Xie Xie showed envious eyes.

"Who says it's not?" Xu Lizhi also agreed.

Gu Yue walked out first, and she also had a lot of things to do in the afternoon.

Tang Wulin's task was actually even more onerous. He had to learn Qi and blood moves, and he also had to learn forging and forging various metals for his friends.

Xie Xie and Xu Lizhi also left one after another.

Xu Xiaoyan returned to the dormitory and began to practice. He has nothing to do today.

"Should I call brother Mingyu, he should be free." Xu Xiaoyan supported his chin with his white and soft hands.

"You just said that Zhao Mingyu is free, right?" Ye Xinglan poked his head in again.

Xu Xiaoyan was taken aback: "Yes, yes, Xinglan."

"Okay, I'll just ask." Xu Xiaoyan looked at Ye Xinglan's determined eyes, and called Zhao Mingyu.

"... "

Zhao Mingyu answered the phone: "Why, Xiaoyan, didn't I say I have something to do?"

"Since Brother Mingyu answered the phone, it means you are free. I have something to ask you." Xu Xiaoyan showed a sly smile.

In the starlight, Zhao You appeared on the chair, and put the communicator into the storage ring.

"It's really convenient." Xu Xiaoyan sighed.

Zhao Mingyu glanced at Ye Xinglan: "Are you going to fight me? It's a pity that I can't control my strength well now, let's talk about it later."

"What's going on? Isn't your control ability very good?" Ye Xinglan looked puzzled.

"How should I put it, you can challenge other people, such as Yuanen Yehui and Lezhengyu, they all use swords. If you want to compete, you will definitely do it next time." Zhao Mingyu immediately refused.

Ye Xinglan nodded, and walked out without saying a word, a little disappointed. After practicing for so long, she was just out of shame.

"Brother Mingyu doesn't agree? She seems very disappointed." Xu Xiaoyan was thoughtful.

"I really have lost control, that's why I refused." Zhao Mingyu closed his eyes and sighed.

"Brother Mingyu, you were injured as expected." Xu Xiaoyan asked.

"...That's only part of it. You see, my martial spirit has changed, and its quality has degraded." Zhao Mingyu summoned the Seven Star Sword.

Xu Xiaoyan's pretty face turned pale, and a gust of cold air hit him, followed by the solemn Longwei, and Zhao Mingyu withdrew his martial soul in an instant.

"It's okay, Xiaoyan." Zhao Mingyu suspected that without the check and balance of the holy sword and martial soul, the dragon's blood in his body was very active, and it would be released spontaneously with a little movement.

"Brother Mingyu, I saw the red dragon breathing towards me." Xu Xiaoyan was very scared.

Looks like it will take time to get used to.

Zhao Mingyu helped Xu Xiaoyan to sit on the bed.

"Mingyu, where is your Martial Soul? Will it still degenerate?" Xu Xiaoyan asked with concern, the degeneration of Martial Soul is really a big blow to a person.

"In a distant place, He will appear at critical moments to drive away evil." Zhao Mingyu said truthfully, the Holy Sword of the Stars is still in Avalon.

Xu Xiaoyan had a disbelieving expression on his face, no one would really believe him if he told the truth.

Seeing that Xu Xiaoyan's face returned to normal, "I'm leaving, let's practice hard."

"Well, brother Mingyu, goodbye." Xu Xiaoyan silently looked at the starlight in the room, got up and went to his dormitory.

When Zhao Mingyu returned to the magic workshop, he began to study dream magic, which he was very interested in.

Whether it's complex magic formulas, or in the illusion, continuous practice is for the strange world created by combining people's dreams and illusions. After all, there is no reason for dreams.

"Let's stop here today. It's over. Let's get started. Today is physical training." Zhao Mingyu must constantly improve his body strength to prevent himself from exploding and dying.

With a heavy steel plate on his back, he began to do the most basic physical training, and the ground shook tremendously.

And it almost didn't bury it when it came to the soft soil.

The sun went down and the training stopped.

(End of this chapter)