Chapter 772.
Swoosh!
The black whip shadow in the air instantly showed the spinning out, only to hear a “pop” sound, the middle-aged martial artist who was flying to escape fell heavily on the ground, and there was an additional cracked wound on his protective leather armor.
If there was no armor made from the skin of this fifth-order ferocious beast, at this moment, he was definitely broken bones and tendons, and would have to be seriously injured even if he didn’t die!
The middle-aged martial artist who landed on the ground let out a muffled grunt and rolled around twice on the ground, in an extreme state of distress.
He was in pain and remorse, howling loudly, “Young master, spare my life, as long as you spare me ……”
Swoosh!
The long whip that contained horrendous might was once again drawn over, the black tip of the whip seemed like a viper spitting out its letter, devouring and biting towards the middle-aged martial artist’s throat, the snake scales on the surface stood up, flashing with a cold luster.
This was the characteristic of being infused with true qi!
The quality of this Upright Scale Whip was close to that of a Xuan Bing, but in the middle-aged martial artist’s hands, he had never been able to utilize its true power.
Now that it had been grasped by Wang Chen, it had revealed its unrivaled sharpness.
This whip was even faster and more vicious than the one just now, and despite his best efforts to dodge, the middle-aged martial artist was still hit in the calf.
Snap!
Although he wore leg guards, the quality of the leg guards was clearly not as good as his leather armor, and he was directly smashed into pieces.
“Ah!”
Immediately, the middle-aged martial artist’s calf had an additional scar that was deep enough to be seen on the bone, and blood spurted out as the skin and flesh turned over.
“Old me will fight you!”
Instead of cutting down the middle-aged martial artist’s fighting strength, the immense pain completely galvanized his hostility.
When he realized that it was impossible for Wang Chen to let himself go, he violently leapt up, the bones and joints of his entire body emitted intensive bursting sounds, and his entire body suddenly swelled up by a large circle.
His skin became crimson, his muscles bulged high, and his face was twisted and hideous, looking like a demon crawling out of hell!
In the next moment, the middle-aged martial artist who had exploded his potential at all costs pounced on Wang Chen in the air, his hands clenched into eagle claws, his nails curved like hooks, like a raptor pouncing on its prey.
His aura was overwhelming!
His opponent’s sudden outburst caused Wang Chen to faintly freeze, and then he dropped the Ursus Scale Whip held in his hand with a cold smile.
He stood still without avoiding or dodging, and swung his palms up to meet his opponent’s eagle claws.
In an instant, the palms and claws clashed!
Ka-ching!
The ten fingers of the middle-aged martial artist’s hands snapped in unison, and immediately exploded into countless pieces of flesh and blood along with his palms.
Immediately afterward, Wang Chen’s palms slapped on his chest.
Bang!
The middle-aged martial artist immediately flew backwards and fell heavily twenty to thirty paces away.
His sternum was shattered, and his internal organs had been shaken into mincemeat, holding on to his last breath and not dying immediately.
Until Wang Dust walked in front of him, this middle-aged martial artist with extraordinary strength stared blankly and squeezed out a sentence from his throat, “I, I’m waiting in the Underworld, the Underworld, waiting for ……”
Wang Dust only felt amused and raised his foot to stomp on his head!
[Blood + 1000
Eh?
The message that brushed out in his vision made Wang Dust frown in confusion.
But he didn’t have time to think about it and left the corpse on the ground to go after the escaping hunter.
It’s all about the blood value!
Half an hour later, Wang Chen returned to his original place.
He rummaged through the bodies of the middle-aged martial artists, but found nothing, nor did he find any eye-catching trophies.
These guys had come after Wang Duan!
As for the mastermind behind the scene, Wang Dust had an idea in his heart.
He opened the panel.
Wang Dust, however, did not have such a problem, in fact he completed his initiation on the second day.
[Name: Wang Dust (Chen Ergu)]
[Age: 16]
[Cultivation: Houtian]
[Technique: Heavenly Dragon Vajra Corrective Technique (3rd level): 27/300]
銆怱kill: Wuji Xuan Gong (Upper) (Great Perfection): 1/400銆�.
銆怱kill: Wuji Xuan Gong (Middle) (Introductory): 5/100銆慮
[Skill: Bone Refining, Tendon Burning, Blood Burning Method (Grand Completion)]
[Blood: 2100]
[True Qi: 92/100]
Wang Chen had killed a total of eight enemies, six of which had contributed 100 points of blood value each, one had contributed 500 points, and then there was this middle-aged martial artist at his feet, who had dedicated 1,000 points!
This time’s decimation had undoubtedly changed Wang Chen’s perception of qi blood value.
He had originally thought that one rank higher was ten times higher, 100 points of qi and blood for the third rank Bone Refining Realm, and the fourth rank Blood Refining Realm should have 1,000 points.
As a result, that Blood Refining Realm hunter gave him 500 points, and the middle-aged martial artist at the Marrow Refining Realm only had 1,000 points!
Although this result was unexpected, Wang Chuan was not disappointed, because 2,000 points of blood was already a lot, and there was actually an additional “True Qi” column on the panel.
Most importantly, Wang Chuan realized that there was a “+” sign behind “True Qi”, just like skills.
He tried clicking on it.
Two messages immediately brushed out in the field of view.
[Blood -10]
[True Qi +1]
10 points of blood for 1 point of True Qi?
No, it should be 1% True Qi.
That’s also very good!
Wang Dust’s eyes immediately lit up.
He was able to easily kill the middle-aged martial artist in his explosive state by relying on the martial true qi condensed by the promotion’s posterior to give a descending blow to the opponent.
This true qi was equivalent to a cultivator’s mana, which would continue to be consumed in battle, while recovery was not easy and took time.
When Wang Chen was in the Immortal Realm, he replenished his mana with the help of the Heavenly Luo Punishment Net when it was depleted.
His combat endurance far exceeded that of his peers.
After coming to the Misty Mountain Realm, all of his treasures could not be used, and he could not even cultivate his spells.
All Wang Chen could rely on now was his martial arts.
The fact that the qi and blood value could be exchanged for true qi, that was undoubtedly a great benefit to him.
2000 points of qi and blood could be exchanged for 200% of the amount of true qi, which was equivalent to being hung up!
Wang Chen decided that he should keep at least 1,000 points of qi and blood value in normal times so that he could use it as a killer weapon at critical moments.
He looked around and found nothing unusual, then swept towards the depths of the mountain.
A general rushes the road without chasing rabbits, Wang Dust would not affect his state of mind and plans for a few ghostly and ghoulish people.
His target was the high-grade beasts lurking in the northern mountains!
Not long after Wang Dust left, the nearby bushes suddenly shook a few times, and a sweaty young hunter cautiously poked his head out and looked around.
After making sure it was safe, he whistled.
After a few moments, another older hunter hurried over.
Together, the two of them froze at the corpse on the ground.
“Hou, Houtian powerhouse!”
The young hunter said in a trembling voice, “We’ve gotten into big trouble!”
The older hunter’s face was grim as hell, “The mission has failed and the boss is dead, we can’t go back to this Red Cliff City.”
The young hunter asked with a bitter face, “What then?”
The older hunter was just about to reply when his face suddenly changed abruptly.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two feathered arrows broke through the air back and forth, instantly piercing through their skulls!
Blood +500
[Blood +100]
A hundred paces away in the mountain forest, Wang Dust neatly put away his longbow, then turned around and quietly left.
This time, he really left.