Small Village Doctor Cultivation

Chapter 1947
"You're overthinking. I used [-]% of my combat power, but I never thought you would be so weak and accidentally seal you up." Ning Caichen pretended to be apologetic.

Wow!
The third-year battle teacher vomited blood angrily, and passed out immediately.

Everyone was shocked!

Damn you, it's only [-]% of your combat power if you're so powerful. If you strike with all your strength, will this warrior be crushed to death by the cage?
Everyone looked at Ning Caichen suspiciously.

After all, the previous move was too terrifying, and no one believed that it was [-]% combat power.

If it is [-]% combat power, it can definitely kill a third-year fighter in seconds.

No one expected that Ning Caichen's combat power soared a lot after receiving Meatball's method of using the combat body. He had the strength to instantly kill a third-year fighter, and even a second-year female fighter.

"I'm not lying, he's really weak." Ning Caichen looked bitter and threw out the third-year warrior's seal pearl with a wave of his hand.

For three years, your warrior didn't really pass out, you just pretended to be fainted until you died, so you don't have to make a fool of yourself in front of everyone.

The bead exploded, and the third-year fighter came out of trouble, looking very embarrassed, not as graceful as before.

"Ning Caichen, you said it was [-]% combat strength before, how can you prove it?" the third-year fighter said with a sneer.

A pair of suspicious eyes looked at Ning Caichen. Originally, Ning Caichen's prestige had been restored, and she was so bold, so her favorability reached freezing point again.

If it is that kind of combat power, Quasi-God Advent is not an opponent.

At this moment, Ning Caichen's own combat power is already capable of instantly killing a fairy, and with the combat power of a third-rank Taoist, he can compete with quasi-gods.

"How do you want me to prove it?" Ning Caichen looked innocent.

The third-year fighter rolled his eyes, depressed and wronged, he should be the one who was angry!
"Use one-tenth of your combat power to attack me." The third-year fighter said angrily.

"Before I didn't hit enough, do you feel itchy and still want to be spanked?" Ning Caichen showed a wicked smile.

The third-year fighter was almost lucky.

The audience was amused by Ning Caichen.

"Don't you dare? Afraid of going through the gang?" the third-year fighter said angrily.

"Ahem! You think too much, I'm afraid you can't bear it, you are so weak, if you lose your seal, it will be a loss to the academy, you are a famous fighter in the academy." Ning Caichen said calmly.

"Let's do it! If it's not an exaggeration, what are you talking about?" the third-year fighter said coldly.

"Look, I'll try with one-tenth of my combat strength. If my brother is injured, don't blame me." Ning Caichen's body burst into colorful light.

Rays of light condensed into a big ball of light.

"Everyone has seen every power. The combat power of the light sphere is uniform. Now I have divided it into one-tenth." Ning Caichen waved his hand, and one-tenth of the energy was cut out from the light sphere, like cutting a cake. .

The cut clump of light turned into a fierce tiger, roaring and pounced on the third-year fighter.

"Hmph! You arrogant bastard, let me teach you a lesson." A book appeared above the third-year combat teacher's head, and a curtain of light burst out.

Everyone showed solemn expressions, looking forward to the next moment's result.

The result showed a look of astonishment!

The fierce tiger rushed over, regardless of the opponent's rays of light, it devoured the third-year warrior in one bite, turned into beads in an instant, and flew into Ning Caichen's hands.

Immediately, the scene inside the bead appeared and projected above Ning Caichen's head, and the third-year fighter was sealed inside, unable to resist at all.

(End of this chapter)