Chapter 15: Beating Zhao Tong
"vitality?"

Ding Chen was shocked. He never expected that Chen Xian could successfully condense the acupoints and start to break through the Yuan.

But the vital energy surging out of Chen Xian’s body... is a bit scary!

Wang Yan, Qin Fei, Luo Ying and others also noticed that Chen Xian had cultivated his vital energy.

This is the energy that warriors dream of!
Because Yuan Qi can cause great damage to demons, it is an important force to restrain demons.

With vitality in the body, killing the little demon is as easy as one blow!

"He is only eighteen years old!" Ding Chen murmured.

Wang Yan and others nodded. They were all older than Chen Xian.

Ding Chen smiled rarely: "One in a thousand chance, he is very lucky!"

There are many warriors in the world who want to cultivate their vital energy. According to statistics, only one out of thousands of warriors can succeed.

For a moment, Wang Yan, Qin Fei and others looked at Chen Xian with great envy.

"Give the order, everyone keep your mouth shut!"

Ding Chen said in a deep voice with a deep light flashing in his eyes.

There is a master in the Chongyuan realm in the cook camp, and his chance of surviving on the battlefield is very high.

We must not let the front army know and transfer Chen Xian away.

"It's my lord!"

Wang Yan and others also understood Ding Chen's thoughts and immediately gave orders.

now.

Chen Xian restrained the dark golden flames burning all over his body, looked down at himself, and his eyes could not help but become dull for a moment.

I saw that the clothes were burned with holes and the crotch of the pants was leaking air.

The whole body is black, with a layer of sticky black impurities, and it smells very bad.

"vomit……!"

Chen Xian smelled it and almost vomited.

When he turned around, he saw Ding Chen staring at him. He couldn't help but smile and quickly went to wash.

Half an hour later.

In the tent.

Chen Xian changed into a clean coarse cloth cook's uniform, and his skin was as smooth as gold and jade, and very textured.

Ding Chen and the other two surrounded him with surprise on their faces. They didn't say anything, just stared at him.

Chen Xian was also a little uncomfortable being stared at, and couldn't help but say: "Everyone has secrets in their hearts, so don't ask anyone else!"

Ding Chen and the other two were stunned.

Wang Yan, on the other hand, shouted, "I am so innocent, how can there be any secrets?"

Chen Xian asked: "Why don't you bring toilet paper when you go to the toilet?"

Wang Yan: “……!!”

"Hahaha……!"

Ding Chen and the other man couldn't help laughing when they saw Wang Yan's embarrassment.

After a moment, Ding Chen patted Wang Yan on the shoulder and said, "Okay, let's not ask anymore. Anyway, Chen Xian succeeded in reaching the Yuan level, which is a good thing!"

Wang Yan nodded: "That's right... Brother Ding, the gap is a bit big, we have to work hard!"

“It’s time to work hard!”

Ding Chen nodded, looked at Qin Fei, and then the three of them continued to move blood.

Chen Xian did not disturb them. He was still immersed in the joy of successfully breaking the Jade Sea. He sat cross-legged on the bed and started to practice the Great Circulation according to the [Bull Demon Golden Flame Skill].

When you are finished, take a look at the panel.

"One hundred and five years, that's awesome!"

Taking a look at his life span, Chen Xian was secretly excited.

In the next seven days, Chen Xian used all the remaining 42 experience points to upgrade [Bull Demon Golden Flame Skill] or get started.

He is also at the entry level of Jade Sea Realm, with no changes.

But he could clearly feel that the vitality in the Jade Sea had become much more abundant.

Without experience points, he practiced his own skills, absorbing fire-attributed spiritual energy from heaven and earth into his body to condense his vital energy.

Very slowly, and he was in no hurry.

Anyway, the Jade Sea has been broken open, and even if you don’t have any experience points, you can just grind slowly.

During this period, Ding Chen and others also made rapid progress and have achieved a small level of success in blood transport.

Only Cao Fang and Zhao Yu were slower. Now they have completely recovered and achieved perfection in body refining. They are now trying to move blood and qi.

The rest of the remaining soldiers were almost the same, they were originally at the Blood Moving Realm.

But in comparison, their progress was not as good as that of Ding Chen and his five companions.

Ding Chen also instructed everyone to share some of the monster meat in their daily meals with the war horses.

In three days, we will go to the battlefield to fight against demons. If the war horses are exhausted, it will be very dangerous for the soldiers.

Other things were about the addition of a hundred-man cook army to the Ninth Town's demon army. The news had already spread in the camp, causing countless soldiers to sneer and laugh at him.

The firemen are all hiding in the rear, what use are the cooks?
Instead of cooking properly, you're thinking about going to the battlefield to make achievements?
Are you giving away your life?

If the demon army sees this, won’t they laugh at our Daning Dynasty for having no one?
Wait for some harsh sounds.

Chen Xian and others didn't care when they heard it occasionally. They practiced as usual every day, practiced martial arts as usual, and rested as usual.

The next month is early September.

The autumn wind brings a chill.

The half-month training has ended.

After breakfast that day, Liao Zipeng brought three second lieutenants and nine chief doctors to the cooks' camp.

"I am Ding Chen, the humble general, and I am here to pay my respects to Lord Liao!" Ding Chen led everyone forward to pay their respects.

Liao Zipeng waved his hand, glanced at everyone, nodded disdainfully and said, "Second Lieutenant Ding, how is the training for half a month?"

Ding Chen stood up and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "It's OK, sir, do you want to test it?"

Liao Zipeng nodded disdainfully: "Of course!"

"Zhao Tong, go and try it!"

Zhao Tong came out from behind, "It's my lord!"

He came to the front of the crowd, looked at Ding Chen, swept his eyes over Chen Xian and others one by one, and finally chose Cao Fang.

"You, get out of the queue!"

Ding Chen couldn't help but frown. In their team of a hundred people, except Cao Fang and Zhao Yu, all others were in the Blood Moving Realm.

Zhao Tong was really accurate in his selection and chose Cao Fang, who had achieved perfection in body training.

Cao Fang had an ugly look on his face. He was hesitating when suddenly someone beside him said with a smile, "Old Zhao, Cao Fang's injuries haven't fully healed yet. I'll take his place!"

Wang Yan took a step forward. He was now also the head doctor, at the same level as Zhao, so he didn’t give the latter any face and directly called him Lao Zhao.

Zhao Tong stared at Wang Yan, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

Wang Yan had punched him before, but he kicked him away.

Are you looking for revenge this time?
"Hmph, then it's you!"

Zhao Tong snorted coldly. Half a month ago, Wang Yan had completed his physical training, but now he has only just started to practice blood.

Chen Xian and Qin Fei both winked at Wang Yan.

Wang Yan smiled knowingly and strode up to Zhao Tong.

Zhao Tong snorted coldly: "We can start now!"

Unexpectedly, Wang Yan did not answer, but rushed towards Zhao Tong.

The fist, which was churning with black and red blood, was filled with extremely strong and fiery power.

Zhao Tong was surprised.

"Moving blood?"

Bang!
The two men exchanged punches fiercely, and Zhao Tong was shocked and retreated four or five steps.

Wang Yan gained the upper hand and attacked swiftly.

He punched and kicked Zhao Tong.

Zhao Tong, who was an expert in blood movement, could only defend himself. Seeing that everyone was laughing at him, he gritted his teeth, roared, and hugged Wang Yan's waist. The two of them flew out together, fell to the ground and wrestled with each other.

"Let you show off!"

Wang Yan's fist was like a lump of iron, and in a moment it made Zhao Tong scream in pain, with his face bruised, nose swollen, and blood flying out of his mouth.

Although Zhao Tong has achieved great success in blood moving, he usually only cares about enjoying himself and is lazy in his practice.

Wang Yan has made little progress in moving blood, but he practices for more than six hours every day and also does high-intensity body training.

This is also one of the reasons why Zhao Tong could not defeat Wang Yan.

The second is the differences between individuals.

The same technique is practiced by different people.

Even in the same realm, there are different gaps.

This is a question of talent.

“Ahh… stop fighting… I give up…”

Zhao Tong protected his head with his arms and screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

Liao Zipeng frowned and didn't even bother to look at him. This Zhao Tong was really an embarrassment.

(End of this chapter)