bookrandom Chapter 377
Chapter 377
According to the medical team, Zhong Ming's meridians are like sieves, and he needs to rest for another two months.
Thanks to the presence of the meridian-suppressing substance, Zhong Ming's meridians were repairing much faster than the medical team had anticipated, but who would refuse a longer vacation?
He returned to the maintenance team with peace of mind, waved the certificate at the long table of Group 01, then snatched it back into his hand with a "whoosh" and went to join the fun.
The arena was packed with people. A dozen or so Qi Refining stage cultivators joined forces to attack a military academy student, but their attack was easily neutralized. Sparks flew everywhere in the arena, and beautiful flame flowers spun in the air at great speed, forming dazzling rings of fire that protected the student.
"The heavenly fire perished, and the flowers of death bloomed in disorder!"
In an instant, all the flames vanished into thin air. On the gladiator tiles he had stepped on, red footprints appeared and disappeared. Then, flame plants grew, multiplied, and grew stronger from the footprints in an instant, until the entire earth was covered with flame thorns.
The cultivator with the best eyesight on the field stared wide-eyed before he could barely make out that the flame flower that had disappeared in the sky had broken down into particles even finer than pollen and slowly drifted down to the ground.
Every grain of pollen that falls to the ground bursts into a blazing fire, and every grain of pollen that lands on the fiery thorns will bloom into a crimson flower.
A breathtakingly beautiful hell.
With a loud shout from the Foundation Establishment cultivator, all the Flame Wolf Army cultivators were blasted out of the duel arena, plunging the entire area into darkness.
"You've been too careless. How do you usually train? Didn't you notice that my steps follow the formation's structure? Every step I take leaves spiritual energy on the ground, and you didn't even notice?"
The monk was incredulous, completely unable to believe that he had won so easily against a veteran wolf army.
As for those lying on the ground, some were groaning in pain, their minds consumed by agony; some were rolling on the ground trying to extinguish the flames; and others looked helpless. Even if the military academy student explained the enemy's battle trajectory, they still wouldn't be able to figure it out during their review and simulations.
"Are these the elites of the military academy? They're incredibly powerful, are they even human?"
"Let's just stick to blacksmithing. My training speed as a blacksmith is much faster than yours. I was thinking of going up and giving it a try, but now it seems that it would be good enough if I could even understand how to forge iron."
"Are there really people of the same rank who can stand up to them? Our battalion commander should be able to win, right?"
"The battalion commander doesn't know, but his partner is sure to win, hahahaha~~"
Zhong Ming had just arrived, so he naturally tried to find a seat. The front row was already full, so he could only find some empty seats in the back. After sitting down, he moved closer to the two cultivators in front of him.
"Gentlemen, I've just arrived. How's the battle going here?"
"How is it? A complete defeat, what else can happen? At first it was a standard four-person team against a Foundation Establishment student, then they added a person for each loss, and now look, there are more than a dozen people up there, and they still can't win. If you ask me, I'll just keep losing, until we have twenty or thirty people carrying a mortar up to operate it, I don't believe the other side won't surrender."
The man spoke with great enthusiasm, spittle flying everywhere. He had a gazing talisman stuck to his forehead and was craning his neck to look around.
"Hey bro, do you have any more Far-Seeing Talismans? I'll trade you an Explosion Talisman."
"I don't have any. Hey, isn't someone over there selling them? Go sell them yourself, don't disturb my viewing."
Following the direction the man was pointing, Zhong Ming immediately saw Xuan Jing's furtive figure, with a bag hanging on his chest filled with far-seeing talismans, and he was bargaining with several cultivators behind him.
Ha, if it's Xuanjing, that makes things easier. We can just go up and get two for free.
Zhong Ming strolled forward, and by then a new batch of fighters had appeared in the arena.
A female nun gracefully walked onto the stage, her smile sweet, wearing a pomegranate-colored skirt embroidered with vibrant peony flowers.
As the saying goes, "To die beneath a peony is to die a romantic death."
The cultivators below immediately erupted in excitement, rushing to the dueling platform. It would be worth getting beaten up there; who knows, in the heat of the battle, they might even catch a glimpse of what lay beneath her skirt.
Few of these people went there with the mindset of winning.
However, she came with the mindset of winning completely, and now that the duel has gone on, it has really become an awkward situation for whoever loses.
Those stubborn guys in front didn't know how to hold back; they all unleashed their ultimate moves when they got desperate, as if they were afraid that the military academy team's winning streak would be broken by them.
However, she was still very confident. The group of oddballs in front of her didn't look very strong; the strongest among them was only at the seventh level of Qi Refining.
She was pondering how to win in a more dignified way when she suddenly caught sight of Zhong Ming out of the corner of her eye.
It seems like... we have some past grudges. How about I teach him a lesson? At least if I teach him a lesson, he'll have a chance to survive.
She waved to the audience behind her and said, "Newly arrived cultivators can line up at the front. Everyone can receive guidance, there's no need to rush."
Zhong Ming completely ignored her and walked even faster, while the cultivators in front of him became excited one by one.
"See? She waved to me; she told me to come up."
"Bullshit! That's calling me, get out of my way."
Suddenly, the cultivators in the back rows surged to the front, and more than half of the audience seats were gone.
Xuan Jing was dumbfounded and looked at her with a face full of resentment.
Isn't this cutting off my source of income?
"Xuanjing! Xuanjing! Give me one." Before Xuanjing could turn around, a hand quietly slipped under his arm into the small pocket on his chest, grabbed a far-seeing talisman, and swiftly withdrew.
"Quihong, your hands are really too honest." Xuanjing knew it was this guy without even turning around.
Zhong Ming was incredibly fast. The moment he got the talisman, he immediately stuck it to his temple, rubbed his hands together expectantly, and plopped down in the seat next to Xuan Jing.
"Come, sit down. We haven't seen each other for a while. Let's chat."
"Chatting is nothing compared to making money. If you're so capable, sell all my Far-Seeing Talismans."
“Okay, it’s a deal. I’ll take it all, however much you have.” Zhong Ming wanted to discuss the secrets of armored combat with Xuan Jing.
Upon hearing this, Xuan Jing's eyes lit up.
"You said it yourself." He then began taking out far-seeing talismans from his storage bag, which seemed to be inexhaustible, and the talismans quickly filled the entire bag.