Yang Fan came to Jin Wenze, smiled politely at him, and raised his hand to gently brush his eyes.
Jin Wenze felt a cool breath pouring into his eyes, which was very comfortable.
He closed his eyes unconsciously, letting the comfortable and gentle breath soak into the skin around his eyes.
After only a second or so, when he opened his eyes again, all the redness, swelling and pain around his eyes had disappeared.
Jin Wenze saw a hint of surprise and surprise in the eyes of Zhu Yuchen and Duan Xiaorui. Obviously, the bruises on his face might have really healed completely.
The spiritual energy in a warrior's body has the function of activating Qi and blood to restore injuries, but its effect will never be as immediate as Yang Fan's.
"Yang Fan, what kind of method is this? It's amazing!"
Duan Xiaorui asked Yang Fan curiously.
Yang Fan smiled slightly and said: "A special primary treatment technique, which is somewhat effective for some external injuries. If anyone is accidentally injured in the arena, you can leave it to me for treatment."
Duan Xiaorui nodded lightly. Yang Fan said it lightly, but no one present could see that this was more than just some effect. It could restore Jin Wenze's panda eyes to normal so quickly. The recovery speed of this kind of treatment for injuries was at least It is ten times faster than they can recover with the help of psychic energy.
Ten times, how much healing time can be saved for them
I just don't know how effective it is on knife wounds or lacerated wounds. If it can have such immediate effects, it can almost be called a wet nurse's magic skill.
The other side.
After being close to An Sheng for about three minutes, Chu Feiyun let go of his right hand with satisfaction. At this moment, An Sheng's palm had been balled up, and the joints had been completely deformed, and he was so twitchy that he could even stretch. It won't open.
Seeing that Yang Fan had cured Jin Wenze's panda eyes with a wave of his hand, An Sheng's eyes lit up in the excruciating pain. He rushed to Yang Fan in a swish, raised his chicken claw-like right hand, and looked at Yang Fan pitifully. : "Brother Fan, please help me!"
Jin Wenze turned his head and looked at Yang Fan's paws. They were red and swollen, with blood cut off and meridians blocked. He couldn't help but feel happy. It was a cycle of heaven and retribution. An Sheng, the fat man, finally met his nemesis.
However, Chu Feiyun was really cruel this time. For an injury like this, under normal circumstances, it would be impossible to fully recover without three days of effort.
It seems that Chu Feiyun wants Ansheng to be in a state of recuperation before the start of the arena competition.
Sure enough, you can never be too good at it, because if your tail is raised high, your buttocks will be exposed easily, and there will always be someone who comes to poke your ass.
When Yang Fan saw An Sheng's injury, he couldn't help but shook his head. Is Chu Feiyun so easy to tease? Lai Hao is also a former No. 1 brother in South China, but it's good to have real material.
Seeing the pitiful appearance of the fat man, Yang Fan waved his hand again, silently reciting the primary healing technique in his heart, and then a pale white light that only Yang Fan could see slowly gathered on Ansheng's right paw.
"You used the primary healing technique on your apprentice Ansheng. The treatment was successful. The injuries on his hands were greatly alleviated. The sect's loyalty +1 and skill proficiency +2."
Yo ho!
Yang Fan raised his eyebrows, and he actually gained a little bit of sect loyalty, which was rare.
For An Sheng, a stingy guy, the increase in sect loyalty is like squeezing out toothpaste.
Seeing that the primary healing technique seemed to have the effect of increasing the loyalty of the sect, Yang Fan was even thinking about whether he would let the child get injured a few more times in the future, so that he might be able to increase the loyalty of the sect to 100 points soon.
An Sheng didn't notice this at all. He looked at his right hand with joy, stretching and grabbing it. It was extremely flexible. In the blink of an eye, it was already 99% healed. This master's healing technique is a bit awesome!
I wonder if I can learn it
Seeing this scene, Chu Feiyun couldn't help but show a hint of surprise in his eyes.
It got better so quickly
Yang Fan's treatment method seems very interesting.
The injury on An Sheng's hand was deliberately left behind, and there were even two hidden energies hidden in it. Although it would not be fatal, it would still be very painful, and it could also ensure that such an injury would not be easily cured. .
But now, Yang Fan just waved at An Sheng's hand casually, like a breeze blowing by. In less than a second, An Sheng's hand was completely healed, and the dark energy hidden in it was also cleared away. .
This kind of treatment method is a bit too awesome.
At this time, Chen Guang and Wang Zhe walked slowly from the front yard of the school. Seeing that all six students had arrived, and they seemed to be in a very harmonious manner with each other, Chen Guang couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.
"I won't say any more if it's unnecessary. I wish you a successful start here and that you can add glory to our South China Martial Arts School and secure more teaching resources!"
After saying that, Chen Guang turned to look at Wang Zhe and motioned for Wang Zhe to say a few words.
"Ahem!"
Wang Zhe coughed twice, glanced majestically at the six students, waved his hand, and uttered two words:
"Set off!"
Chen Guang couldn't help but shake his head. This teacher Wang Zhe was quite direct and capable, but this was good, it would save trouble.
The hatch of the Yunling Type I airship opened. Wang Zhe said goodbye to Chen Guang and boarded the boat first. After that, Yang Fan, Chu Feiyun and others filed in one after another.
After a moment, the airship slowly lifted into the sky, jumped into the sky, and escaped quickly under Chen Guang's gaze.
Inside the airship.
Wang Zhe gathered everyone in the hall and whispered to the six people: "The Yunling I airship is not enough to carry out ultra-long-distance navigation and transportation operations. Therefore, we will transfer to Dazheng City in three hours." Taking a large inter-provincial airship, the flight time is about a day and a half.”
"At that time, we may meet martial arts students from other cities. Remember not to have any conflicts with them. Our goal is to be the champion of the ring competition in the town hall. Don't focus on irrelevant trials and intrigues."
Chu Feiyun said: "Teacher Wang, if someone wants to provoke us, should we shrink our necks and ignore it?"
Wang Zhe glanced at Chu Feiyun and said softly: "I'm telling you not to take the initiative to cause trouble, but I'm not telling you to be a coward. If someone really wants to be beaten, why should he endure it?"
That’s it!
Chu Feiyun grinned, he liked such a leading teacher.
"This time, your captain is Yang Fan. Does anyone have any opinions? If so, you can raise them now." Wang Zhe glanced at the remaining people and said, "I am a very democratic person. If there are more than two My classmates said that Yang Fan is not suitable, so I can consider removing him from the captaincy."
Everyone shook their heads.
What a joke, no one in the entire South China martial arts school knows about the relationship between Wang Zhe and Yang Fan. They are not stupid, how could they try to dismantle Yang Fan in front of Wang Zhe.
Looking for a fight
"Okay." Wang Zhe nodded with satisfaction, "It seems that everyone agrees with Yang Fan. I am very pleased."
After speaking, Wang Zhe waved his hand and said: "Now you can move around freely for three hours, whether it is getting to know each other or practicing and resting. I will notify you in advance when we arrive in Dazheng City."
Afterwards, the six students dispersed.
Yang Fan got rid of An Sheng's entanglement, chose a lounge with a bed alone, closed the cabin door, lay on the bed, and directly released his mental power to connect with the virtual ring on his finger.
The next second, his mind was shaken, and he found that his spiritual body actually appeared in a majestic and majestic palace.
The main hall is about 100 meters high, with a dome and a square hall. The huge hall is more than 100 meters long. The columns are gilded, and the various decorations on the walls and dome are extremely luxurious. Especially in the middle of the dome, there is a ball as big as a ball. The night pearl was emitting a blazing white soft light, illuminating the entire hall as brightly as day.
In the center of the hall, there stands a statue of a divine woman wearing a purple skirt and her face covered with black veil. Other than that, the hall is empty and there are no other iconic objects.
"Welcome, Yang Fan, a new member from the West Chu City Spiritual Master Branch. Since this is your first time entering the virtual community, the system has automatically enabled the guidance service for you."
At this time, a white light suddenly flashed in the palm of the statue in the main hall, and an elf with wings flew down in front of Yang Fan. His mouth was slightly open and his voice was clear.
"I am your guide elf Gege. If you have any questions you don't understand, you can ask me directly."
Yang Fan was startled.
How come this style is somewhat similar to playing some kind of online game? Isn't the exclusive virtual community of spiritual masters just a semi-closed online game
"Who is this statue?"
Yang Fan curiously asked the elf Princess.
When the elf heard this, his mouth opened slightly, and he looked at Yang Fan with a bit of surprise and disbelief.
"Yang Fan, are you really a spiritual master? Why don't you even recognize the greatest existence among spiritual masters? After you awakened your spiritual power, did your teacher never teach you?"
Yang Fan was a little confused. This little thing's expression could be so rich and intelligent.
amazing.
"So, who is she?"
Not paying attention to the surprised tone of the elf, Yang Fan continued to ask.
"Lord Spiritual Emperor!" the elf shouted loudly: "You are the only emperor among spiritual masters, have you really never heard of him before?"
"Linghuang, Ye Feiyan? I have some impressions."
Yang Fan nodded lightly. He just heard An Sheng give him a popular science lesson a few days ago. Otherwise, he really wouldn't know who the Spirit Emperor is.
After all, he was only a half-way monk and had only been a spiritual master for three to five days. He had never seen the statue of the Spiritual Emperor, so there seemed to be nothing surprising.
"Yes, it's the Spirit Emperor!"
Little Gege looked at Yang Fan solemnly and reminded him aloud: "However, it is very rude for you to call Lord Linghuang by his name so directly. You should call Lord Linghuang like Princess!"
Yang Fan consciously made a mistake.
For the emperor among the human race, we should indeed maintain the most basic and sincere respect and respect.
Over the years, if they had not been able to form a powerful check, balance and deterrent against the five demon kings of the demon clan with their outnumbered enemies, the human federation would probably have lost its foothold on this planet.
(End of chapter)