Chapter 104: Tiger Roar Golden Bell Shield, Demon Race Types 1
After opening it, the attributes of [Hard Qigong] appeared.
There were a total of two skills.
[Violent Vajra Fist]
Grade: Platinum
Affiliation: Hard Qigong
Category: Melee Damage
Description: Using a powerful body to carry explosive fist energy, launching ferocious attacks on the target.
Effect: Deals 5x physical damage to a single target, while increasing the user's defense by 2x for 10 seconds.
Learning Requirements: HP ≥ 6000, Defense ≥ 1500
After reading it, Zhou Han felt a bit disappointed. This skill was useless to him.
After all, he couldn't equip fist-type weapons. If he used his fists to deal damage, there was no bonus.
That kind of explosive fist energy—aside from looking cool—was completely useless.
So this skill was basically trash.
He put it aside for now and looked at the other skill.
"Hm? It's actually a defensive skill?"
And the learning requirements were fully met by Zhou Han.
Without hesitation, he directly enhanced it, and the new attributes quickly appeared.
[Tiger Roar Golden Bell Shield +6]
Grade: Platinum
Affiliation: Hard Qigong
Category: Defense
Description: Blood and energy surge throughout the body like a roaring tiger, forming a golden bell around the body, remaining unmoved in the face of violent attacks.
Effect: Generates a golden barrier around the body. The size of the barrier can be freely adjusted by will, with a maximum radius of 3 meters; the larger the barrier, the lower the defense. The barrier's HP is 10 to 30 times the user's HP.
Learning Requirements: Blood-energy type cultivator.
"Nice, nice, this one is solid!"
"Blood-energy cultivator? This is basically tailor-made for me!"
Zhou Han's face lit up with joy. Thirty times HP—that's nearly three hundred times durability!
And it could even change size, meaning he could sometimes protect teammates as well.
Both defense and support combined.
An instant power boost, no explanation needed!
Without hesitation, Zhou Han learned it, and a stream of golden energy surged into his body.
[You have successfully learned Tiger Roar Golden Bell Shield.]
[Your base HP has increased by 5000 points.]
[Your base Defense has increased by 500 points.]
He didn't expect passive stat increases too—an unexpected bonus.
Just as Zhou Han was immersed in joy, bursts of exclamations came from the long street.
At this moment, Nie Fei, who was lying on the ground, seemed to see something.
The lifeless look on his face instantly regained color. Looking at Zhou Han, a trace of viciousness appeared in his eyes.
"Hm? Looks like reinforcements have arrived!"
Seeing the change in Nie Fei's expression, Zhou Han seemed to guess something.
"That's the Nie family's Sword King. What is he doing at the Demon Suppression Division?"
"Who knows! But Zhou Han is in trouble now!"
"The Sword King rarely interferes in Azure Thunder City's affairs. He probably won't act against Zhou Han, right?"
"His family member was bullied. How could he just ignore it?"
"Such bad luck—running into the Sword King. Zhou Han is definitely going to get taught a lesson!"
"This is why you shouldn't go against major factions. The consequences are miserable!"
The surrounding crowd began discussing in hushed tones, all avoiding his sharp aura,
only daring to whisper from the sidelines.
But Zhou Han still heard some of it. His brows furrowed, a strange expression appearing.
"Sword King? Could it be Nie Tianchen?"
Zhou Han knew that Nie Tianchen was also from the Nie family, and his title was Sword King. It should be the same person.
Among the four great families, as long as one had talent, they could enter corresponding factions.
So some joined the Martial God Hall, others the Sword God Hall—there was no conflict.
"So it really is him?"
"But what is he doing at the Demon Suppression Division?"
Looking up, it was indeed Nie Tianchen. His brows were tightly furrowed, his expression not looking good, as if something had happened.
"Third Uncle! You must stand up for me!"
At this moment, Nie Fei suddenly seemed full of strength again, scrambling over and grabbing Nie Tianchen's hand while crying.
"Hm? Nie Fei? What happened?"
"What's that smell on you? How did you end up in such a miserable state?"
Nie Tianchen had been deep in thought when Nie Fei suddenly rushed over.
He almost didn't recognize him in this state.
He was about to strike, but fortunately, at the critical moment, he sensed a trace of familiarity.
"Someone not only severely injured me, but also trampled on the dignity of our Nie family!"
"Third Uncle! You must punish that despicable brat!"
Nie Fei exaggerated the entire incident, turning himself from the aggressor into a victim,
painting himself as utterly miserable—enough to make listeners pity him.
Looking at the disheveled Nie Fei, Nie Tianchen showed a hint of impatience.
He knew exactly what kind of person this guy was.
But in public, he represented the Nie family. Even if he despised him, he couldn't show it.
"Oh? Where is this person you speak of? I'd like to take a look."
Nie Tianchen nodded and said calmly.
"Third Uncle, look—he's right there!"
"He used despicable means to defeat me. You must seek justice for me!"
Following the direction Nie Fei pointed, Nie Tianchen looked over.
With just one glance—
his pupils shrank.
Zhou Han?
Nie Fei actually provoked Zhou Han?
The usually refined Nie Tianchen felt a nameless rage surge in his heart.
I've been desperately trying to build a good relationship with Zhou Han, and you went and offended him?
With Zhou Han's status as the number one genius, destroying the Nie family would be effortless.
Nie Tianchen glanced at Nie Fei, his eyes gradually turning cold.
"Look! Nie Tianchen is furious. The Sword King's wrath—Zhou Han is finished!"
"Look at that coldness in his eyes. Is he going to grind Zhou Han to dust?"
"We should move back a bit, or we might get caught in it!"
"Zhou Han was showing off so much earlier. Now he's about to be punished!"
"Didn't they say showing off comes at a price? Zhou Han's about to pay it!"
…
The onlookers all wore expressions of anticipation, misunderstanding Nie Tianchen's current state.
Thinking Zhou Han was about to be taught a lesson, they felt a bit excited.
"Zhou Han, are you scared now?"
"Weren't you acting so arrogant just now? Where's that attitude now?"
Nie Fei, completely unaware of Nie Tianchen's killing intent, continued talking arrogantly.
"This is what happens when you provoke—"
Slap!
Nie Fei was struck hard across the face, cutting off his words.
He turned his head in confusion, looking at Nie Tianchen. Did Third Uncle hit the wrong person?
"Third Uncle, I—"
Slap!
"I—"
Slap!
"Waaah…"
Fearing that Nie Fei might say something even more provocative, Nie Tianchen slapped him every time he opened his mouth,
not giving him any chance to speak.
"Get your ass over there and beg Zhou Han for forgiveness, or I'll skin you alive!"
Nie Tianchen's furious roar made Nie Fei tremble in fear—he had never seen his Third Uncle this enraged.
It also left the surrounding crowd completely dumbfounded.
"What's going on? Why is Nie Fei being beaten by his own side?"
"I don't get it—what kind of act is this?"
"So disappointing—we didn't get to see Zhou Han being taught a lesson."
"We really underestimated Zhou Han. He's definitely not simple—Nie Tianchen is even giving him face."
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