The glory of the king: the almighty Li Bai

Chapter 104 Salamander Essence!

Chapter 140 The third salamander spirit!
"The pen of God!"

A garden-shaped magic circle instantly condensed within five meters around him.

The tiger-striped salamander has a huge body, and the inertia between the collision is extremely huge. The whole body directly passes through the wind, and suddenly hits the white sword energy of the Qinglian sword formation, and a white light instantly covers the tiger-striped salamander. The whole body of the salamander.

The corner of Feng Wanli's mouth raised slightly, and the iron sword raised his sword and drew four wounds on his left arm. Four white sword auras that were as long as half an arm gathered under his feet in an instant.

"Qinglian Sword Song!" Feng Wanli called softly, and nine white phantoms jumped out of his body in an instant holding an iron sword.

"Shoot! Swoosh! Swoosh..."

The sword energy streaked across the air, splitting the tiger salamander into nine pieces in an instant.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The pieces of tiger salamander fell to the ground one by one, lying on the sandy ground and still twitching.

"Woo! Woo!"

The salamander's head opened its mouth and kept making baby-like cries.

"Hey!" A black figure suddenly appeared on the field.

Feng Wanli raised his eyebrows slightly, turned around to look, only to find that the chief instructor was holding a crystal ball, slowly absorbing the pale green soul phantom slowly rising from the tiger salamander's body.

Feng Wanli licked his lips, watched the tiger-striped salamander's soul suddenly get into the soul crystal, and thought to himself: "It's a pity, if my inheritance of Cheng Yaojin can use this tiger-striped salamander when advancing to bronze After the salamander's spirit, my life recovery speed will definitely be greatly increased!"

The chief instructor stretched out his right hand, and took out a handful of fragments of inscriptions and inscriptions of various colors from the pure white body energy of the tiger salamander.

"Hehe! You're so unlucky, you don't even have a heroic weapon!" The black-clothed instructor suddenly jumped down from the top of the mound, and joked at the chief instructor.

The chief instructor shook his head, and put the inscription fragments and inscriptions in his hand into the storage ring, only holding the soul crystal ball in one hand.

The black-clothed instructor looked Feng Wanli up and down, and exclaimed, "Boy! Yes! You can actually defeat the tiger salamander!"

"Lucky! Good luck!" Feng Wanli was rather modest and not arrogant. He retracted the iron sword and grabbed the upper arm of his left hand with one hand in order to reduce the outflow of blood.

The instructor in black glanced at Feng Wanli's bloody left arm, then turned to the chief instructor and said, "Speak quickly if you have anything to say, look at this kid's bloody arm."

The chief instructor didn't say much, and directly handed over the soul crystal in his hand: "Use it well!"

"For me?" Feng Wanli glanced at the chief instructor, very surprised.

Seeing the appearance of the chief instructor, the instructor in black shook his head angrily, grabbed the soul crystal and stuffed it directly into Feng Wanli's arms.

"You are the student with the most potential among all the students we have seen, and the one who has the most potential to advance to a gold-level inheritor!" The black-clothed instructor glanced at the chief instructor and continued: "And advanced gold-level inheritors It is the wish of you, Chief Instructor Zhao."

Feng Wanli carefully supported the soul crystal with his arms, puzzled and asked: "Wish?"

"I advanced to Bronze-level inheritor, 42-year-old advanced to Silver-level inheritor, and now 45 years old, but I have not made any progress in my cultivation. I think I will not be able to advance to the Gold-level inheritor that I dream of in this life!"

The chief instructor suddenly spoke at this time, and then continued: "Ever since I found out that you have three inherited heroes, I know that you are the last student who wants to advance to gold!"

"Since I can't become a gold-level inheritor, then letting the students I have taught become gold-level inheritors can be regarded as fulfilling my wish!"

Feng Wanli was shocked, and thought to himself: "Become a Bronze-level inheritor, but you didn't advance to a Silver-level inheritor until you were 42 years old! Is it so difficult to advance?"

"But it's not right! I remember that Teacher Menghuai is only about 25 years old. She has just advanced to the silver-level inheritor. If she is really in her 40s, she will become a silver-level inheritor! My status as a time traveler is useless!" Feng Wanli frowned tightly.

"Why are you frowning, kid? Just work hard! It's best to become a gold-level inheritor. Even if you fail, it's okay to become a silver-level inheritor." The black-clothed instructor saw Feng Wanli frowning, thinking that Feng Wanli was not confident, So quite displeased.

The chief instructor waved his hand: "You go first! The injury on your hand should be healed earlier!"

Feng Wanli nodded his head as if he had received an amnesty, and his body disappeared in an instant, leaving only a white phantom in place.

"I doubt your vision now!"

Seeing Feng Wanli leave, the instructor in black frowned slightly, and said to the chief instructor beside him.

The chief instructor shook his head slightly, pointed at the tiger salamander in the distance, and waved his hand: "There is no way, but no matter how bad it is, he still killed the tiger salamander, and he is the student with the most potential so far."

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medical office.

"Doctor!" Feng Wanli rushed into the infirmary, and called out doctor in embarrassment.

It was late at night, the doctor Ben took off his white coat and leaned on the small recliner to rest, when he heard a familiar cry, he couldn't help but frowned, put on the white coat he had put aside, and came out.

"Why is it you again?" He widened his eyes and looked at Feng Wanli with a face full of surprise.

Feng Wanli was quite embarrassed, pointed to the wound on his left arm, and said softly: "I accidentally cut it again!"

"Are you a masochist?" The doctor mentioned Feng Wanli's wound and looked at it, and he was furious: "It's obvious that you stabbed yourself! There is something wrong with you! Are you watching the healing process during the trial?" Don't want money, just greedy for this little cheap?"

"Being greedy for medical treatment, don't pay for self-harm!!!"

Feng Wan's face darkened, he kept thinking about the doctor's words in his head, and stared at the doctor in a daze.

The doctor scolded for a while, and suddenly felt dry mouth, so he took a small sip from the teacup beside him.

"Young man, you are still young, don't be too hard on yourself!" The doctor took the sterilized water for injection, raised Feng Wanli's arm, rinsed it, and said, "Although you are young and vigorous, bleeding is always bad. It will still hurt your body!"

Feng Wan's face was gloomy, but he didn't want to say much. He couldn't say that he cut himself in order to release the hero skills.

Time passed slowly, and the doctor saw that the wound was almost cleaned, so he took the gauze beside him, pinched it with his right hand, and a green light instantly covered Feng Wanli's injured arm.

In the end, the doctor bent down, bandaged the injured arm himself, and said, "Don't dare to do such a foolish thing next time! After all, medical treatment in other places always costs money!"

Feng Wanli was stunned for a moment, and left the infirmary as if fleeing with his injured arm.

　Let's get some monthly tickets!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)