Oh my god, I used the secret of "Dead Tree Resurrection" to heal an injury, and it consumed 2 spiritual points? !
Chen Ke looked at the panel, shocked and distressed.
But he soon realized that in the previous battles, he had defeated Lu Lingfeng, Black King Kong, and Tu Jiaojiao successively. These three were masters or former masters of the Eight Heroes of Shu, and the damage they brought to him was much greater than he had imagined.
He spent 2 spiritual points on healing each time, but it only healed the hidden injuries left over from the previous battle.
The improvement of "The Phantom of the Gods" and "The Fist of Heaven" surprised Chen Ke.
But that's normal. These two are "synthetic skills" and are infinitely compatible with his body, so it's natural that they can be mastered much faster.
After more than half a month of trial in the Seven Killings Secret Realm, and with the pressure from the masters, his potential was stimulated, and it was reasonable for him to improve.
However, these two skills are earth-level martial arts, and it is extremely difficult to upgrade them to "mastery".
As for the other skill "Qian Kun Yi Jian", it may not be compatible enough, so it has not been improved.
Chen Ke made up his mind that he must find a way to activate the "skill synthesis" program and synthesize a new sword skill.
As expected, fighting is still very beneficial, otherwise it would be impossible to improve skills and advance to the second level of meridian refining.
By the way, how many dominoes did I get?
Chen Ke thought about it and looked at the young notary beside him.
The notary ignored him and was looking at a tall, thin, and stern young man in black.
In fact, it was not just him, almost everyone was looking at the young man in black.
Chen Ke's heart was slightly shocked. He knew who this young man was. He was the second among the Eight Heroes of Shu, the gun slave Chen Xuanmo!
Chen Xuanmo stood upright like a javelin, holding a javelin in his hand, with no expression on his cold face.
However, his heart was far from as calm as it appeared on the surface.
Doesn't he want to fight Chen Ke and become the final terminator?
But he is the gun slave Chen Xuanmo. How could he possibly challenge a man who has fought twelve battles and is covered in wounds?
If that were true, he would despise himself.
Besides, even if he issued a challenge now, the masked man might not accept it.
However, under the watchful eyes of the public, he always had to say something and do something to defend the honor of the Eight Heroes of Shu.
Chen Xuanmo looked at Chen Ke with a clear gaze and said coldly: "You were injured today, how about we meet in three days?"
Chen Ke looked hesitant and conflicted, but finally nodded and said, "As long as my injuries are not serious, there will be no problem."
Chen Xuanmo nodded, lowered his eyes and said no more.
Chen Ke curled his lips secretly and thought, only a fool would fight with you.
It's not nice to lose, but you won't get anything if you win, so what's the point of fighting?
Once this door is opened, he won't have to do anything else and can only focus on dealing with challenges from others.
Besides, Chen Ke didn't want to reveal his identity.
Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and there are disputes. Chen Ke really couldn't think of anything good in getting himself involved in a vortex of right and wrong.
He had no ambition to pursue supreme martial arts, nor did he have the ambition to be above everyone else. He was a vulgar man at heart.
He practiced martial arts not to defeat or conquer anyone, but simply to protect himself and to preserve the wealth of the Chen family.
The greatest wish of an ordinary person is to live a good life to the best of his ability. Whether he is rich or poor, he must always find his own fun.
A layman should do what a layman should do.
Chen Ke looked at the notary and asked expectantly, "How many demon general dominoes do I have?"
The notary hurriedly began to check, and by the end, he was breathing rapidly, his face was red, his eyes were full of stars, and he was about to collapse.
"Qingfeng, how much?" Elder Xiang Wentian asked with a frown.
The notary boy named Qingfeng's face flushed red. He took a deep breath and said loudly, "The demon general's natal dominoes, a total of fifty-one!"
The whole place was silent, with only the heavy breathing of the boys as the sound.
A series of hot gazes were cast at Chen Ke, as if they wanted to strip Chen Ke naked.
According to the exchange rules, five demon generals' natal bone tiles can be exchanged for five low-grade spirit stones, which are enough to support a spiritual practitioner's practice for five months.
Twelve demon general dominoes can be exchanged for a space ring.
Twenty demon general dominoes can earn you the honor of practicing in Ziyun Sword Sect for a month, and you will also be rewarded with a set of Xuan-level sword techniques.
For the teenagers, what excites them the most is naturally the last reward.
Being able to practice in Shuzhou's largest cultivation sect for a month is not only a rare experience, but also allows you to enjoy the abundant spiritual energy of the Ziyun Sword Sect.
Why is the status of Haotian Academy so special? Isn't it because it has a secret realm full of spiritual energy?
The disciples in the secret realm practice in the secret realm, but the amount of spiritual energy they absorb is just ordinary, which is more than others can absorb even if they eat a basket of pills!
Moreover, the swordsmanship of Ziyun Sword Sect is world-famous. What an honor it is to be able to practice the secret swordsmanship of Ziyun Sword Sect.
Fifty-one dominoes can be exchanged for anything, so there is no need to worry about cultivation for at least the next five years.
How important are five years to young practitioners who are in their growth stage?
These five years are enough to determine a person's destiny.
The young men looked at Chen Ke with envy, jealousy and hatred, and were almost going crazy.
However, Chen Ke's next words made them even more crazy.
"Is there no higher reward?" Chen Ke frowned slightly.
The three elders looked at Chen Ke in surprise. This reward is not high enough. Are you trying to go to the sky?
Xiang Wentian coughed and said unhappily, "Could it be that the sword skills of my Ziyun Sword School are not as good as those of your Haotian Academy?"
Chen Ke hurriedly shook his head: "Senior, I just want to exchange for more things, and I don't mean anything else."
Xiang Wentian's expression eased slightly, but then his head started to hurt.
They only counted the reward for exchanging fifty-one dominoes, not including the reward for winning streak.
After three consecutive wins, you will be rewarded with a bottle of high-quality elixir, and the reward will be increased with each subsequent win.
Win seven games in a row and you will be rewarded with a mid-grade yellow magic weapon.
Ten consecutive wins will reward you with a top-grade yellow magic weapon.
Twelve consecutive victories, I didn't even take that into consideration.
But twelve consecutive wins are so rare that there should be a matching reward.
Previously, they had offered the space belt as an exchange item, which had been ridiculed by many people, so they cancelled the exchange of the space belt and replaced it with spirit stones and space rings.
It can be predicted that the masked man's twelve consecutive victories will surely cause a sensation in the entire Shuzhou cultivation world, and will also set off a wave of exchanges and challenges among other young people.
If the world knew that the masked man who won twelve consecutive games only received an ordinary reward, wouldn't the Ziyun Sword Sect become a laughing stock?
While Xiang Wentian was deep in thought, an elder beside him suddenly whispered, "Wentian, when we were searching the ruins half a month ago, didn't you pick up a useless magic weapon?"
Xiang Wentian's eyes lit up. Yes, what are you looking for? He has a suitable magic weapon on him.
Coincidentally, this magic weapon also has wood attribute, which is perfect for the masked man!