Mortal Cultivation

79 How Is Your Progress?

They saw the seed in Zu Yi’s hand exploded in an instant, turning into a vine whip, and countless spikes protruded densely from the vine whip. Then, he stepped forward, accelerating towards a big tree in front of him, and swung the vine whip in his hand.

“Pwah, Pwah, Pwah.” There were several deep scratches on the tree.

Seeing that, Zuyi rushed towards the big tree again. The vine whip suddenly disappeared from the his hand, and a sharp cone-shaped thorn, more than a foot long, suddenly manifested in his hand.

Zuyi immediately raised the thorns with both hands, his body arced backwards, pushed forward with all his strength, and the thorns slammed into the tree trunk. Afterwards, he did a backflip and stood firmly beside the big tree. With the same spiritual power, the thorn disappeared, and a big hole the size of a fist appeared deep in the tree.

The leaves on the tree fell down one after another due to the severe impact. Through the swirling fallen leaves, they saw Fatty stretched out his hand and press the hole in the tree trunk, a flash of satisfaction in his eyes. When the leaves stopped falling, he also withdrew his hand and walked back.

However, the hole in the tree behind him disappeared, and the scars on the tree disappeared, as if the tree had never been hurt at all. Only the fallen leaves all over the ground told everyone that the scene just now happened.

After watching Fatty’s performance, Bu Wenle nodded with satisfaction and said, “Okay, not bad, Zuyi, but it’s just the use of basic magic. You should try to practice long-range attack magic. If your defense is not strong enough, you have to go on the offense to kill the enemy. Control and attack from a distance. Don’t let the enemy get close to you and break your defenses.”

Fatty immediately kneeled to Buwenle and bowed, saying. “Thank you, master, for your advice, I have taken of that now. In the future, I will definitely practice hard and learn powerful long-range attack magic.”

After speaking, Fatty glanced at Bu Yueyue from the corner of his eyes, thinking. When I learn long-range attack magic, let’s see who gets beaten all over the world. Fatty made up his mind secretly. Although his motives were impure, it was always a good thing.

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Master Bu Wenle continued. “Next, Yueyue.”

Bu Yueyue immediately agreed and stood up, turned around and walked towards the empty field, as a half-foot-long amethyst appeared out of thin air beside her.

When Yueyue stretched out her right hand, a ball of flame suddenly appeared on her palm, and it continued to expand. When the ball of flame was enlarged to the size of a large sphere, it suddenly split into five smaller balls of flame, which were lined up in suspension in front of her.

Bu Yueyue stretched out her right arm and pulled the five balls of flame to quickly form an arc in the air, and then pointed forward. Five groups of flame balls lined up to rotate in the air for a moment, and then quickly rushed towards a huge dead tree more than twenty meters away in front of them.

Although the five fireballs flew out more than twenty meters, their power was still undiminished, hitting the dead wood one after another, splashing out clusters of sparks. Moreover, the fireballs all hit the same point on the dead wood, which instantly produced a superimposed effect, and the dead wood suddenly burned violently.

Yueyue quickly ran to the front of the dead tree, stretched out her right palm and drew it on the flame, the flame immediately followed Yueyue’s gesture and separated from the dead tree. After circling in the air, it disappeared into nothingness. Only a piece of charred black remains on the dead wood.

Yueyue couldn’t help but ran back with a satisfied smile.

Bu Wenle also nodded and said, “Good fire control technique. Long-range attack, superimposed effects, and easy retraction. Continue to practice well, after you advance in your cultivation level, it will be greatly improved. This is already a good attack magic.”

Yueyue flashed to the side happily.

When Fatty saw their master praised Yueyue in this manner, he couldn’t help but interjected. “Master, Yueyue’s hand-controlled fire technique is also due to me. I practice with her every day.”

Everyone burst into laughter after hearing this. Everyone knew how Yueyue and Fatty usually practice. Didn’t they still practice when they were eating skewers just now?

Bu Wenle also smiled slightly, and after waiting for everyone to finish laughing, he said. “Wenfeng, it’s your turn.”

Lu Wenfeng agreed and walked to the empty field. After standing still, he clenched his fists at the master and said, “Master, let me demonstrate my technique.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Wenfeng turned around and flashed towards the tree that Fatty had just used now.




When he rushed to the tree, Lu Wenfeng tap the ground with one foot, and jumped into the air, and then performed a whirlwind flip, kicking heavily the top of the tree, and the shaking leaves fell one after another.

Lu Wenfeng took advantage of the situation to rebound and jumped back into the air. In a flash, the long sword was already in his hand. They saw Lu Wenfeng’s sword turning around in the air, flying up and down, as he himself spun several times in the air before landing on the ground gracefully, standing on the spot.

The long sword in his hand pointed obliquely to the ground, and a long string of leaves was densely strung on the sword body. At this time, the fallen leaves slowly floated in the air, which set off Lu Wenfeng’s free and easy figure, and he was indeed extraordinary.

Looking at Lu Wenfeng’s handsome figure, the fat man couldn’t help but pouted and said, “What the hell, did you just get inspired by eating Wang Wei’s skewered meat just now?”

Lu Wenfeng waved his hand, and a bunch of fallen leaves suddenly scattered with the disappearance of the long sword.

Bu Wenle immediately clapped his hands and sighed. “Good swordsmanship. Wen Feng, it seems that your cultivation has improved a lot these days.”

Afterwards, Bu Wenle raised his hand, and an extra thin book appeared in his hand. He immediately waved at Lu Wenfeng and said, “Feng’er, come here.”

As soon as Lu Wenfeng quickly stepped forward, Bu Wenle handed over the book in his hand, and said at the same time. “I found this “Wind Seal Sword Manual” by accident in the library of the general courtyard. It seems that it should be a long time ago. You can practice your swordsmanship according to the sword manual. Study it, it will be very beneficial to your cultivation base.”

“Thank you, master.” Lu Wenfeng showed a rare look of excitement, took the sword manual with both hands, hugged it in his arms, and retreated.

Bu Wenle looked at the crowd, and then shouted. “Mei’er, it’s your turn.”