Why are all of them passive skills?

Ye Jing first used a small wooden stick to rub the tinplate up and down gently. The texture was very hard, and when he touched it, a stream of cold air came out along the small wooden stick and passed to his palm, making it feel cold. The feeling made him couldn't help but tremble all over.

Ye Jing turned to Gray and asked, "Do you know what material this is?"

Gray pondered for a few seconds and said, "It should be Hantie."

nonsense! I also know this is Hantie!

The key is what level of cold iron it belongs to!

Ye Jing secretly sighed. Others are unreliable. It seems that after returning, he needs to improve his knowledge of rare items in this world. Don't encounter someone who doesn't know anything and is embarrassed.

Ye Jing pressed a small wooden stick against the tin sheet, pressed hard with his fingers, and all his strength surged out and pressed against the tin sheet.

Unscathed!

Ye Jing was slightly startled, and pressed a little harder, until his fingers turned white.

Still no trace left at all!

Tintin is safe and sound!

It seems that it won’t work without Reiki.

Ye Jingqi settled in his dantian, mobilized the spiritual energy in his body, and slowly covered the small wooden stick, with a faint white spiritual energy surrounding the small wooden stick.

Hands up and sticks down!

Pressed on the tinplate!

The spiritual energy intertwined with the cold air emanating from the tinplate, as if they were spears and shields. The spiritual energy was impacting, over and over again.

The cold air is defending, like a closed turtle shell, preventing the influx of spiritual energy.

So hard!

Ye Jing's hand holding the small wooden stick trembled. Ordinary spiritual energy could not even leave a mark on the tin sheet.

The uncle watching from the side chuckled: "Don't waste your efforts. This is Baibingtie. It has extremely strong defense and is specially designed to restrain spiritual energy. Without any special means, it is impossible to leave traces."

"If you think you are not good enough, I can change your teaching position for you. Of course, the treatment for signing another one will be different from this one."

no?

Ye Jing also smiled.

Are you kidding me?

How can a man say no?

In his inner retina, a passive skill has been triggered.

[God of War Combo]: Each attack adds strength and destructive power, up to a thousand layers!

The moment he put pen to paper, the God of War combo was triggered and now has three levels.

Seeing that he could trigger the God of War's combo, Ye Jing was no longer anxious. He even withdrew his spiritual energy, pressed the wooden stick in his hand, and rubbed the corner of the tinplate.

Ares Combo +1.

Ares Combo +1.

Ares Combo +1.

Slowly adding layers, until there are hundreds of layers, he can effortlessly leave traces and engrave words on them.

The uncle looked confused by this move: "What are you doing? Are you drawing circles between us?"

Ye Jing shrugged his shoulders: "Who knows?"

When he was bored, he turned to look at Gray and couldn't help but be startled.

I saw that Gray had stretched out his wings, like a white crane spreading its wings, and then pulled off a feather from the wing, and then another feather, and another.

It was as if the wings were not his own, and he didn't feel any distress at all.

He pulled off a dozen feathers, held them in his hand, and squeezed them hard, then twisted them into something like a thick rope.

The center of the thick feather rope was empty. Gray inserted the small wooden stick into it with a proud look on his face: "My feathers can conduct power and spiritual energy. Each feather is a medium, transmitting all the contained spiritual energy and power to the small wooden stick." Come on, it’s not a violation, right?”

The uncle shook his head, with a look of admiration on his face: "Yes, although you are a birdman, your brain is quite good. I will not limit your methods, as long as you can finish writing with a small wooden stick."

Gray nodded, his expression showing a little excitement, and it seemed that he was also a little interested.

The spiritual energy in his body circulated slightly, flowing into the feathers along his body, and covered the small wooden stick through the conduction of more than a dozen feathers.

This kind of spiritual energy transmission without leakage is many times better than Ye Jing!

After completing a series of actions, Gray pressed the small wooden stick on the tin sheet and slowly wrote the first pen.

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Wrote and painted.

Gray looked ashamed: "It's a little hard to control. Can you give me another one?"

The uncle said: "No problem, one thousand spiritual stones."

Gray looked proud: "Give me ten!"

After the uncle handed over a thick stack of tin sheets, he turned to look at Ye Jing and couldn't help but ask: "He has already started, and you are still drawing circles here? Do you mean you are giving up?"

Ye Jing's small wooden stick was still drawing circles on the white iron sheet. He didn't even use his spiritual energy and could not leave a trace on the entry book made of white iron.

Ye Jing's expression remained unchanged, but the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Who said I was drawing circles? I started too!"

He looked at the passive of God of War's combo, and saw that it had been stacked up to more than a hundred levels.

No rush, no rush.

Seeing this kind of weird behavior, the uncle shook his head and sighed secretly. We often encounter young people with brain problems like this. They think that their weird behavior can attract others, but they don't know that they are just like idiots.

The uncle glanced at Ai Xiaokui, who had a very low presence at the side, and thought that Xiaokui wouldn't be attracted, right? After all, she still has 95 million in debt.

A few minutes later, Gray was sweating profusely, his face was red, and he was panting from exhaustion before he finished filling out the admission book and threw it to his uncle.

"Oh my god, I'm so tired! There won't be a next time! There won't be a next time!"

From the uncontrolled strokes at the beginning, to leaving the correct font, to the end, he used up nine of the eleven pieces of tin!

Gray took a breath, and seeing Ye Jing still drawing circles, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, teasing: "Are you not good enough? If not, how about I pull off a dozen feathers to lend you to conduct spiritual energy?"

Still arrogant?

Ye Jing turned his head and glanced at his wings, thinking, don't be arrogant in one place! It's all bald.

He looked at the number of layers of the God of War combo again, seven hundred layers, enough.

"Watch it! It's time to witness a miracle!"

Ye Jing showed a confident smile on his face, attracting the attention of all three people.

"What miracle?"

Ye Jing's fingers moved slightly, no longer holding back, no longer carefully controlling the power.

Gently, he released the power that was superimposed more than seven times, and gently scratched the teaching book made of white ice iron.

Zila Zila

A very harsh metallic sound was heard, and Ye Jing lightly scratched the tin sheet, leaving a deep mark!

In Ye Jing's hand, it seemed that it was not made of white ice iron, but just ordinary white paper!

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What happened?

The three people were shocked when they saw the deep mark that suddenly appeared, and their expressions were surprised. When they drew circles before, there was no mark left, how could it change in the blink of an eye!

Gray stared at the deep mark for several seconds, and then became furious.

"You cheated! This is not white ice iron! This is white paper!"