69novels Chapter 11 Personal Instruction
Chapter 11 Personal Instruction
"Old man Liang, you have no martial ethics!"
Wu Heyi sprang to his feet like a spring, assumed a defensive stance, and inwardly groaned that the old man's learning speed was as fast as lightning.
It's all my fault for being inexperienced and blinded by petty gains. But for some reason, the killer move seems to be sealed and I can't release it no matter what I do.
Wu Heyi glanced helplessly at his armor timer; only one minute remained.
But there was still a minute and a half left! Wu He was stunned into silence.
However, upon closer examination, it seems to make sense. The armor he summoned could reach the Soul King level in terms of combat power, so it's impossible for it to be without any limitations.
Skills like the Meditation Seal, which transcend the rules of the world, require a significant amount of time. Therefore, it seems reasonable for the Wind Eagle Armor, being an agility-based offensive weapon, to reduce its fusion time after absorbing excessive attacks in terms of defense.
Seeing that time was running out, Wu Heyi clearly realized the gap in strength, but he was unwilling to admit defeat so easily.
However, Old Man Liang was already on guard, so it was easy to imagine how difficult it would be for him to repeat the same trick.
Wu Heyi was unwilling to accept this. He clearly possessed almost equal combat power, but he lacked the strength and experience to match it.
While scratching his head, Wu Heyi seemed to have thought of something.
In a classic anime, there was a magical skill that could temporarily stop time, and it even had a corresponding attack pattern.
Now, all he needs to do is maximize the speed of the Wind Eagle Armor.
Wu Heyi stood firmly on his feet again, facing Dean Liang, and shouted with an air of adolescent angst:
"Self-created Soul Skill: Time-Flash Technique (Pseudo) - Wind Eagle Hundred"
His voice abruptly stopped.
"cut!"
Before he could finish speaking, Dean Liang was just preparing to defend himself when a strong sense of crisis surged towards him like a tidal wave. Although Wu Heyi was ten meters away, the attack was relentless and unavoidable.
Dean Liang reacted with lightning speed, his first and second soul skills blooming simultaneously like two dazzling beams of light, instantly blocking the massive attacks surging from both directions. However, his soul power was also greatly depleted in that instant, like a flood bursting its banks.
After all, Wu Heyi had used all his skills, and he didn't know how many more seconds the armor could last, so every sword strike was like a burning meteor, representing the armor's maximum output.
Three seconds later, Dean Liang was panting heavily, half-kneeling on the ground as if crushed by a mountain. If he hadn't been holding the Dragon-Slaying Mace tightly in his hand for support, he probably would have collapsed to the ground long ago.
More than a hundred slashes came like a storm from all 360 degrees. After all, Dean Liang was not a Soul Master known for his defense; most of his Soul Skills were focused on fierce offense. Now, forcibly using them to block and defend not only drained his Soul Power like flowing water, but also caused his physical strength to be overdrawn.
"You little brat!" Dean Liang laughed and scolded, "If I were ten years younger, ha!" His voice was like a booming bell, echoing in the air.
Dean Liang waved his hand, a relieved smile on his face, like a flower blooming in spring.
You win!
Wu Heyi, clad in armor like a triumphant general, slowly walked to Dean Liang and sat down. However, the moment he sat down, his armor shattered like broken ice, and he fell flat on his back.
"Old man, I didn't win. I cheated. It's a draw!" Wu Heyi's voice, though still young, was as clear as a nightingale's song, and it also revealed a deep weariness.
"Do you think the old man needs to give way? Humph!" Dean Liang shoved Wu Heyi arrogantly and shouted, his eyes burning like flames.
"We lost, there's nothing to explain!" Dean Liang's voice boomed like thunder in everyone's ears.
Immediately, Dean Liang slowly stood up, his figure like a towering mountain, and shouted loudly: "From today onwards, Wu Heyi will be personally instructed by me, and from now on he will be my personal disciple!"
The entire audience erupted in uproar, and even Dean Sen was so shocked that he forgot to unleash his healing soul skill.
"My God, Old Devil Liang actually lost!" someone exclaimed, their voice filled with disbelief.
"What an upset!" someone muttered to themselves, as if still reeling from the shock of what had just happened.
The student who opened the betting booth was so frightened that his face turned pale. He had just forgotten to close the betting booth. Halfway through, someone added a bet of 1,000 gold soul coins to Wu Heyi's stake, which made him completely numb.
Wu Heyi's soul power was exhausted once again, as if all the strength in his body had been drained. The feeling of emptiness and powerlessness overwhelmed him like a tide. Before he could even taste the taste of helplessness, a warm and gentle soul power, like a spring breeze, brushed through his meridians and reached his entire body. The spiritual power in his soul sea also slowly recovered, like a long-awaited rain after a drought.
His physical strength recovered at a snail's pace, and Wu Heyi finally opened his eyes. He was already back in the dean's office. Dean Sen, unlike his usual stern self, had a warm and sunny expression on his face.
However, Old Man Liang still maintained his stern face, as if Wu Heyi owed him a huge debt. Looking at Old Man Liang's battle-damaged dean's uniform, tattered and worn, he looked exactly like a destitute beggar.
"From now on, you don't need to go to the classroom to register. Come here and we will take good care of you."
Hearing this, it seemed that he was going to be given special attention and training. If it weren't for the cracking sound of Old Man Liang's fingers, as if he was about to break them, Wu Heyi would have almost believed it.
Time flies like an arrow!
Wu Heyi spent five years "happily" at the academy, studying cultural knowledge in the morning and practicing martial arts and physical fitness in the afternoon.
Once they reached level 20, Old Man Liang took Wu Heyi to hunt down a 20,000-year-old Yinchuan Scaled Rhinoceros, which directly unlocked the Black Rhinoceros Armor.
This process was extremely dangerous, and with Dean Sen's help, he forcibly absorbed the spirit ring, once again breaking the ironclad rule of spirit ring absorption.
However, the Black Rhino Armor features additional silver crystalline patterns compared to the original, resembling twinkling stars, which enhances its defensive capabilities. The only drawback is that the Black Rhino Armor's combat power remains at the Soul King level.
Afterward, Wu Heyi embarked on an endless journey of carrying female players to higher ranks. He had already completed all the academic courses taught by the dean at the academy, so he had to study on his own in the library. However, he couldn't miss the daily physical training, and in addition, he had the important responsibility of leading hunting teams.
The little girl who used to follow Wu Heyi has now grown into a graceful young woman, appearing even more aloof and unapproachable from afar.
But when she's with Wu Heyi, she turns back into the girl next door. Wu Heyi, having lived two lives, can tell what she's thinking at a glance, but Wu Heyi herself hasn't even established a firm foothold yet, so she doesn't want to think about these things now.