"The Golden Wind and White Rainbow Sword's skill is said to be able to train one's fists and feet into swords, with gimmicks such as 'Four Bladeless Swords Style' and 'Naked is equivalent to holding a weapon'. When its disciples enter some important places, they are even required to wear leather gloves and foot covers, otherwise they are 'holding a weapon'..."
"With such a big gimmick, I was naturally curious, so I found an opportunity to find the disciples of the Golden Wind and White Rainbow Sword and had a fight with them..."
He pinched his chin and recalled, "Besides Jiao Hongyuan, there should have been three other people, I can't remember... Anyway, I beat them all up."
As he said this, he glanced at the dragon scale marks on Xue Jing's body which had almost disappeared.
“They are not strong enough to break my golden skin, so I beat them one by one with my punch.” Li Qi clenched his fists, feeling somewhat proud.
Xue Jing complimented, "You are so majestic."
Li Qi waved his hand: "It's all in the past... Times have changed, and we are all old."
Xue Jing thought for a moment and said, "Master, if I fight someone who uses the Golden Wind and White Rainbow Sword, what should I be careful about?"
Li Qi turned his wheelchair around and said, "Well... their school is indeed quite good. The idea of nudity being equal to weapons is not just a gimmick. If we fight against them, even if they are unarmed, we have to treat them as if they are holding a knife."
"But it doesn't matter to you now." Li Qi said again.
"Oh?" Xue Jing asked doubtfully.
"You have already comprehended the Golden Scale Transformation, and a body of golden scale skin has grown, which is just right to restrain the Golden Wind and White Rainbow Sword... Just like me in the past, users of the Golden Wind and White Rainbow Sword of the same level could not break the defense of the golden scale skin."
Li Qi said casually.
"Unless the opponent's cultivation is stronger than yours... then it's useless to pay attention to anything."
Xue Jing pondered: "Is that so..."
"Okay, you guys take your time to apply the medicine to him. I'm going out for a walk." Li Qi waved his hand and turned his wheelchair out of the Yangxin Room.
After he left, Meng Qingjiao touched Xue Jing's head.
"… "
The calm and cold eyes looked at Xue Jing, and seemed to contain a hint of maternal tenderness.
"Junior brother, turn your body around~"
Takeyama Ying's voice came with a smile.
Xue Jing did as he was told and turned his body over.
After changing from lying prone to lying down, Xue Jing suddenly didn't know where to look.
The majestic World Cup is right above him...
The loose black training clothes could not completely hide the tightness, making people worry whether it would jump out at the next moment.
A body that is halfway to puberty is indeed troublesome... it is very easy to go astray.
Xue Jing closed his eyes and silently meditated on the Hibernating Dragon Technique to avoid making a fool of himself.
Soft hands wandered over his chest, and the medicine seeped into the membrane, bringing a cool and comfortable feeling.
Unconsciously, her hands moved from her chest to her abdomen.
At the same time, Xue Jing also noticed that there was a huge shadow above his face.
As the hand moved further down, the shadow got closer and the subtle fragrance lingering around the nose became stronger and stronger.
As the soft touch touched his cheek, Xue Jing couldn't hold it back anymore.
He opened his eyes somewhat awkwardly.
What came into view was a shadow that almost covered everything, and the strange gaze of Takeyama Ying looking at him through the gap.
"Junior brother, you..."
She spoke shyly, looking down slightly, then immediately looking away as if she had been electrocuted.
“…” Meng Qingjiao also straightened up, a blush appearing on her cold and pretty face.
Xue Jing sighed.
This is trouble.
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Chapter 83 Everyone is equal in front of the World Cup. I will support you. (Seeking monthly votes)
"Senior Sister Zhu, we've heard Master talk about this before."
Xue Jing tried his best to keep a calm expression and spoke.
"Consciousness is independent of the human body. Our consciousness itself and the body should be viewed separately."
"—So, this was not my intention, but my body's reaction on its own."
Zhu Shanying's face was flushed, and his expression was full of disbelief.
She said with a smile: "You continue to quibble, Senior Sister Meng and I are listening."
Xue Jing: “…”
He sighed and said, "You know, I'm in adolescence, the most difficult stage in life to control myself. I'm seventeen years old and in the state of half-step perfection in adolescence..."
"At this age when one could go astray at any time, when he meets a demon saint or a righteous witch, he can't help but want to slay demons and uphold justice, which causes the holy sword to automatically unsheathe. Isn't this a very reasonable and logical thing to do?"
"You can say this is not my problem at all, but a problem of the body, or even yours."
Zhushan Ying was stunned by Xue Jing's sophistry.
She showed an expression of knowing you all over again, and said with a curled lip: "Junior brother, you shouldn't practice martial arts, you should be a lawyer, like in ancient times, a lawyer, you can turn right into wrong with your mouth, and manipulate the world."
Meng Qingjiao, who was standing next to him, crossed his arms, slightly hiding his greatness. There was a lingering blush on his cold face. He nodded in agreement.
Xue Jing scratched his cheek with his fingers and said awkwardly: "I just want to ease the atmosphere..."
He breathed a sigh of relief.
After some unreasonable speeches, the awkward atmosphere caused by the unsheathing of the holy sword was finally turned around a little and became less awkward.
At this time, Zhu Shanying suddenly put a pair of bare hands on Xue Jing's thighs, raised an eyebrow and threatened: "Then I have to ask you, in your eyes, between me and Senior Sister Meng, who is the demon saint and who is the righteous witch, tell me clearly?"
"Hiss—" Xue Jing inhaled in pain, and quickly waved his hands and said, "It doesn't matter, it's just a metaphor I said casually..."
"No, we must tell them apart!" Zhu Shanying gradually exerted force with his palms.
Xue Jing had no choice but to say: "You, you are the saint."
"Hmm?" Zhu Shanying smiled, but said unwillingly: "You think I am a demon?"
Xue Jing's mouth twitched.
I thought to myself, compared to Senior Sister Meng, you are 100% a demon.
"..." At this time, Meng Qingjiao stretched out his hands, supported his head, and looked at him.
There was an inexplicable seriousness on her cold and pretty face, as if asking: Me, a witch
Xue Jing looked at the shadow that covered the sky in front of him and thought, you are 100% a witch.
He said sincerely, "I'm sorry, I was just talking nonsense."
"It's all my fault from beginning to end. Please forgive me."
Seeing him surrender, Zhu Shanying snorted and said jokingly, "Junior brother, you are so weak-willed. You should be careful of honey traps in the future."
Xue Jing did not reply.
Is this a question of concentration
He inadvertently glanced at Meng Qingjiao's trembling World Cup.
Who wouldn’t be confused
Which cadre can withstand such a test
If you have it, you have to take it out.
Everyone is equal in front of the World Cup.
“… So, Junior Brother.”
Zhu Shanying glanced down inadvertently again, then looked away as if he had been electrocuted, with blush on his palm-sized face.
“… When will it be sheathed?”
"It's not easy for us to continue applying the medicine like this."
Takeyama Ying whispered softly.
Xue Jing: “…”
I don’t know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that Takeyama Ying seemed to be hinting at something.
Of course, this is 100% an illusion.
He possesses the power of [Visualization] and has extremely strong control over his thoughts. Even now, he still maintains a clear mind.
At this time, if you really say something strange, then it will be irreversible.
"… I'll take care of the rest myself. They're all easy to apply."
Xue Jing spoke softly.
"Then... you can do it yourself. Senior Sister Meng and I will leave first."
Zhushan Ying breathed a sigh of relief, but there seemed to be a hint of disappointment between his eyebrows.
"..." Meng Qingjiao nodded. No emotion could be seen on her calm and cold face. However, the blush that had not yet dissipated exposed the fact that her heart was still not at peace.
After they left, Xue Jing moved the corner of his mouth and looked at the still sharp sacred sword, feeling a little distressed.
This thing can't really be 'not returned until blood is shed'...
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After finally using the breathing method from the Doujia Gong for training blood, Xue Jing controlled his strength to disperse the gathered blood. After applying the medicine to himself, he lay down in the Yangxin Room and fell asleep.
When I opened my eyes again, several hours had passed.
He felt the recovery of his injuries and found that his skin was still numb, itchy and painful.
"It seems that the injury this time is quite serious..."
Xue Jing thought to himself.
The previous time, he was cut by the cockroach monster in Ruizhu Hotel with many wounds deep enough to see the bones. They were almost healed the next day, and were almost fully recovered in about three or four days.
At this moment, his fitness and health-preserving skills have improved compared to then, and his five major exercises have also made progress. Logically speaking, his recovery ability should be even more exaggerated.
But now I feel that the injury is recovering slowly.
Xue Jing touched his arm.
He then performed the Golden Scale Technique, and dragon scale marks began to appear on his skin, so densely packed that it looked like a real layer of scales had grown.
He pinched his skin with two fingers and immediately felt a strong toughness. When pulling, he felt as if the skin all over his body was pulled together by this small piece of skin.
"Turning golden scales... Use your strength to swirl around the membrane, forming golden scales that connect the membranes all over your body. This can disperse and dissolve the attack, allowing the membranes all over your body to bear it together."
"The larger the area under force, the smaller the pressure."
"This is the secret of the golden scale skin's unparalleled defense."
Xue Jing sighed.
No wonder Li Qi said that the golden scale skin could restrain the Golden Wind and White Rainbow Sword style that turned fists and feet into swords.
They rely on the blade-like force with a very small force-bearing area to output force, so when they encounter the golden scale skin that can disperse the pressure, they will naturally be defeated.
It is worthy of being one of the five killer moves of Hidden Dragon Style, and none of them is simple.
"The remaining two that I haven't comprehended are 'Shaking Star Fire' for training the blood, and 'Eye Flow' for training the tendons..."
"There's no rush. Let's heal our wounds first."
Xue Jing sat up, got out of bed, twisted his neck, and did some stretching exercises.
The moon is high in the sky outside the window.
"Let's go home..." Xue Jing said to himself.
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