I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

Chapter 71, the first time

Yang Zhao and him tried for a few rounds, and the other party also noticed that Yang Zhao was not good enough, so he rushed forward and started to grab the branches.

"fire!"

She wanted to try to see if she could set the opponent on fire, but there was no response at all.

Instead, the flame of the branch in her hand suddenly increased a little, and the other party was accidentally licked by the flame, and stepped back a few steps.

"Isn't this branch from you? No wonder it doesn't feel bad when it's burning. I always thought you were a tree demon, but I didn't expect you to be human."

He didn't wait for Yang Zhao to speak, and directly bumped into Yang Zhao's arms!

Yang Zhao could only quickly dodge to the side and swung the branch over.

Whoosh!
The other party bent down to hide from the branch, got up and stuck to her, hitting her arm.

Yang Zhao couldn't dodge in time, and was hit straight on. The severe pain swept through his entire arm, and the branch fell off all at once.

But she ignored the pain and turned around and kicked the opponent's lower body.

This action obviously startled the young man, he jumped three feet away, his face turned blue.

"I think you are also a woman, why are you so shameless, you don't come from a well-behaved family!"

Several people fighting nearby looked over in surprise.

Yang Zhao also blushed a little, rushed to pick up the branch, and returned to the original place.

"fire."

The branches that were about to go out are ablaze again.

She can't help it, she doesn't know many moves, she can only use whatever is lethal.

At this time, the boy was stiffened by the people around him, and he rushed over again with a roar.

This time the opponent hit very fiercely, Yang Zhao backed back again and again, and when he still couldn't dodge, he was hit hard a few times, making him tremble with pain.

But this time she kept in mind the lesson from last time, the branch would not let go no matter what.

The young man was in a hurry to attack, and it was inevitable that he would show his flaws. When he ran into him head-on again, Yang Zhao moved the branch back, held his hands to the place where the flames were burning, and imitated his posture and crashed into his arms. The branch dug hard into his chest.

"fire!"

call!It was just a small Miaomiao flame burning on him all at once.

While stepping back, Yang Zhao slapped off the flames stained on his body.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The opponent fell to the ground, rolling back and forth, trying to put out the fire.

"Yang Zhaosheng!"

Zong Sheng opened his mouth lightly, and extinguished the flame on the young man with a wave of his hand.

The young man became angry with embarrassment, got up from the ground with the fire side on his body, and wanted to rush over to fight Yang Zhao with his life.

"The loser is not allowed to continue to challenge."

The boy froze in place as if he had been immobilized.

Yang Zhao cupped his fists at Zong Sheng, and then looked for the next one.

In fact, it is obvious who is strong and who is weak here. She dare not look for those who are calm and relaxed, and can only look for those who are nervous and physically exhausted.

It is very accurate to say that she is bullying.

But these boys and girls had the same idea with Yang Zhao, and she was punched out before she won a few times.

Panting, Yang Zhao squatted by the wall, drawing on the ground with a branch in his hand.

She looked around and found that there were several couples in the field who were still undecided, and Zong Yan's group was among them.

It seems that the real top combat powers are all digesting each other, and they didn't come to the low-level field to fry fish.

To be honest, this kind of fist-to-flesh fighting is really exciting, and it makes people excited to watch.

She rested against the wall and watched the excitement, then got up and walked back along the corridor with the branches.

There is also Fang Shuli in the soul field, so she wants to hit him a few more times before he goes out.

Yang Zhao discovered that her strength was indeed much greater than those who had fought against her. Her cultivation base was superficial, and she was incomparable to the opponent.

It seems that the reason why she can win a few games really depends on the replenishment of Fang Shuli's soul.

Yang Zhao went back and fought with him again, until she was kicked out of the land of souls.

This fight took almost two hours, not long, but really tired.

Yang Zhao didn't get out of bed, pulled up the quilt and fell asleep.

When I woke up, the sky outside had already dimmed.

After Yang Zhao ate something, he got up and went to look for Shen Ruoyu.

Shizu was playing with his mobile phone in the yard, when he saw her coming out, he asked casually.

"It looks good, have you taken the elixir for recuperating your soul?"

Yang Zhao shook his head, the medicine was three-point poisonous, and she never took medicine when she was not sick.

"Eat it, this time is just right, after you take the elixir, practice directly to dissipate the power of the medicine."

Yang Zhao nodded, picked up a bowl of water, took out a pill for recuperating the soul, and swallowed it along the water.

After that, he stood in the middle of the courtyard and practiced the Sanqing and other yang scriptures.

During the cultivation process, I only felt a gust of warm and cool air rising from my stomach, and it went straight into my mind. I felt refreshed and woke up all of a sudden.

While feeling this strange feeling, Yang Zhao thought to himself: Although this is a low-level elixir, the effect is really good. It seems that I have to buy another bottle.

After she finished training, Shen Ruoyu asked about the process of the competition, and was satisfied with her winning rate.

"Not bad. Although your foundation is weak, you have a calm mind, you don't have too much obsession with failure, you can endure pain, and you are willing to work hard. As long as you keep at it, it will be good for your future cultivation."

Yang Zhao: "Thank you for your teaching, master, will you still practice block games in the future?"

Shen Ruoyu twirled the silver conch in his hand: "Practice, practice every day from now on, think about what weapon you want to learn? I'll teach you."

Although Yang Zhao had seen Fang Shuli and the Lord of Cangcheng fight with weapons, and the boys and girls in the martial arts contest were also good at fisting and kicking, and the weapons were probably not bad, but she herself hadn't thought about learning anything.

"Master, I don't know anything about weapons. If you ask me to make a decision now, I can't figure it out."

"But master, I am very curious, why do people who are cultivators still need to learn ordinary martial arts? If they have time, wouldn't it be good to practice more spells?"

Shen Ruoyu looked at Yang Zhao and asked seriously: "Do you think it's faster to cut it down, or you are faster to pinch the formula."

Yang Zhao suddenly realized, it's like your skills are still counting down, and the other party has already taken turns to slash you, so naturally you can't beat him.

"Master, I understand, can I learn Leifa from you?"

Shen Ruoyu raised his eyebrows and said, "You see how fast I use it, so you want to learn it?"

Yang Zhao nodded, of course, no matter how fast you swing the knife, is it as fast as lightning?
The reason why Fang Shuli was pressed and beaten by her this time was because it took less than a millisecond for the lightning to hit him.

"Don't think it's easy for me to use it, but I have practiced it for decades. And when I first learned the lightning method, I often hit myself. When your cultivation base reaches two levels, you can withstand thunder and lightning." Then, I will teach you."

Yang Zhao was overjoyed.

"Thank you, Master!"

　The 4000 update will be resumed tomorrow. The masters I watched are Dancing and Fang Xiang. Well, even my favorite author is very old-fashioned.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)