Dragon Race: Start with Summoning Eri Yi

Chapter 116 Yiyi, let's compare.

"call…"

In the morning, Xia Mu got up and stretched, feeling refreshed again.

Yun Yun is indeed an extremely gentle woman. After confirming that he is a newborn spiritual life, she didn't have much defense against him, and she was willing to teach him those fighting skills.

Of course, in her opinion, these are things he knows, and she just returns them to him.

She is not stupid, but she cannot see through Xia Mu's origin, let alone think that he is from another world.

Replacing the spirit of the Gate of Life and Death in a wonderful way is equivalent to directly gaining Yun Yun's trust in the past twenty years.

"Senior, let's compete!"

After breakfast, Xia Mu approached Ye Sheng again.

"No, no, no, I'm an investigative speech spirit, and I can't compare with your attack-supporting speech spirit." Ye Sheng waved his hands repeatedly.

But Xia Mu held on to him: "Don't, how about fighting without speaking? I haven't competed with anyone yet."

The students of Kassel College aim to slay dragons all their lives, and the training of fighting instinct is also a regular course.

"Fighting without words? Interesting!"

Professor Mance made a decision: "The deck is big enough for you to compete!"

A look of helplessness flashed across Ye Shengwen's gentle face: "Professor, you insist on embarrassing me..."

"Go, go! It's your responsibility to support your juniors!"

Mance waved his hand, turned his head and said to the crowd, "Come on! Open the market! Who are you betting on?"

Selma bid $100 without hesitation: "Ye Sheng."

"Xiamu."

The first mate, the second mate and the third mate threw out $100 each.

Jiude Yaji didn't know whether to laugh or cry on his gentle face: "You...why are you like this..."

"Then who are you betting on?" Selma hooked her shoulder.

Seeing Ye Sheng's smiling gaze turned, Jiu De Yaji paused for a moment, and took out 500 dollars: "Ye Sheng."

"very good!"

Professor Mance clapped his hands: "I bet Xiamu 300, which happens to be equal on both sides."

"and many more…"

Erika, who has no sense of existence in daily life like Xia Mu's shadow, popped up: "Can I bet?"

"Yes, yes, everyone who sees has a share."

Mance laughed, and the next thing he saw Erika quietly pull out the checkbook.

"Wait, wait, wait!"

Sweat broke out on his forehead: "It's a small gamble, you write a check?"

"Well…"

Erika tilted her head, and took out her bank card again.

"cough!"

Xia Mu had no choice but to stand up, reaching out and stuffing all the checkbooks and bank cards back for her.

"Don't join in the fun, dear."

He patted Erika on the head.

"Oh…"

Erika nodded obediently.

The others looked at her in a daze, as if seeing a second Caesar, throwing money as a piece of paper...

"Xia Mu, the fights between us mixed races often rely on instinctive consciousness. The dragon blood in our bodies makes us naturally good at fighting, but skill training is also useful."

Ye Sheng and Xia Mu wrapped the blade with cloth strips, and it was the first time they exchanged lessons to prevent accidents.

Ye Sheng used the dagger he carried with him, and Xia Mu pulled out Murasame.

"Dragon blood guarantees our lower limit, but the upper limit needs to be developed by ourselves." Ye Sheng said with a smile.

"One inch is longer than one inch, senior, your knife is a bit short." Xia Mu waved Murura.

"I'm used to this, and..."

Ye Sheng pointed to the surroundings, and the wooden boxes scattered all over the deck had not been removed.

"Complicated terrain is closer to real combat situations, and long knives may not be easy to use."

He patiently narrated a lot of knowledge. The two stood facing each other three meters apart, but they talked for nearly half an hour first.

Others are not impatient, because they all know that betting is just a joke, and the real thing is to exchange and impart experience.

"Senior, in fact, the fighting method I want to try is different from the conventional teaching."

After Xia Mu memorized Ye Sheng's words, he said to him: "I don't need to use words, but I can integrate my abilities into the battle. This is what I want to try."

"Integrate abilities into battle?"

Ye Sheng was stunned for a moment, and Mance and the others on the second floor at the back also looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Try and you'll understand."

Xia Mu's eyes changed, he held Murasame in his hand, flicked his wrist, the sole of his foot made a soft "bang" on the floor, and pointed the long knife straight at Ye Sheng's face.

"puff."

Both the dagger and the long knife were wrapped in cloth strips, and there was only a muffled sound when they hit.

Ye Sheng didn't stay in place, nor did he swing his dagger to fight back. Instead, his body rolled to the back of several wooden boxes. Regardless of his distressed appearance, he escaped from Xia Mu's long knife pursuit as quickly as possible.

"despair."

With a soft sound, Xia Mu subconsciously swung his knife to block the overhead, splitting open the flying wooden box.

At the same time, Ye Sheng appeared behind him.

Sound East and West!

"It's useless."

Xia Mu laughed, and twisted his body to the side strangely, as if there were eyes behind him, and accurately avoided the direction of the dagger.

"How did he do it?!"

Selma exclaimed, and then saw that Xia Mu didn't even look back, the long knife turned directly, and accurately stabbed Ye Sheng behind him.

Ye Sheng wanted to avoid it, but the timing of the stabbing with the long knife was exactly the moment when he swung the dagger, so it was impossible to change his move midway.

Just like that, the long knife rested on his neck.

The sparring is over.

The others didn't react immediately and just stared at this scene in a daze.

"why?"

Ye Sheng avoided the long knife and stood up, looking at Xia Mu in disbelief.

"I didn't use the spirit of speech, but I have always maintained the perception of the airflow within the range of the spirit of speech." Xia Mu said.

Ye Sheng frowned and thought for a while: "Within the scope of the speech spirit?"

Others also thought about it.

"When you don't usually use the speech spirit, can you maintain awareness of the range of the speech spirit?"

Xia Mu spread out his hands and explained: "Just like me, the wind is released by me, and the change of airflow is within my perception."

Selma Jiude Yaji and the others looked bewildered.

"You are at a very high level in the use of language skills."

Professor Mance came out with a surprised look on his face: "The principal said that every kind of speech ability has the value of improvement and development, but most of the hybrids only stay in the superficial level of use, just like time zero and instant , Different people use completely different multiples of release, this depends not only on bloodlines, but also on the talent for mastering the language."

"simply put…"

He looked at Xia Mu: "You have a very high degree of control over Yan Ling."

Xia Mu spread his hands.

Although the upper limit of power in the dragon world is very high, such as Odin's ability to modify the past and time zero, his understanding of the development of basic abilities is far from enough.

The upper cap is high and the middle layer is missing.

Therefore, Yun Yun's basic research and control of abilities pushed Xia Mu to quickly cross the exploration and primary stages of abilities.

"Without using the spirit of speech, no one here can beat you, because you are absolutely aware of the airflow around you." Mance concluded.

"Not always."

Xia Mu pointed at Eri Yi and laughed.

"Yiyi, let's compare."

(End of this chapter)