Lord of the Desert

Chapter 89 Trial move
"The identities of those two people, last time we already had a guess."

He Liangjun said.

He has always been fearless, but now he is a little restrained.

"There is a high probability that the surname is Xiao, but I don't know which one of the few outside."

No one spoke.

The flickering torches in the Juyi Hall cast shadows on the rock walls, disturbing people's minds.

"Brother, to put it bluntly, if these two people come to ask for a reward, it will be really tricky."

He Liangjun suddenly smiled strangely.

"According to me, it's better to quickly carry out the ceremony and use up the dragon's blood, and it will be settled once and for all!"

Yu Kaicheng nodded his head when he heard the words, which obviously meant the same thing.

"I asked casually last time, but I didn't expect to make you so worried."

Seeing that the two sworn brothers were so fearful, Wan Guangji instead leaned back in his chair, caressing the handle of the double-ended saber proudly.

"The names of those two people are actually the same thing. In the world, fists still talk."

"If they have innate combat power, or can immediately summon a master of Qi, whoever they want to move, kill, or test, they can just go there in person. How can we be used?"

This made sense and made the two of them feel at ease.

Wan Guangji continued to speak.

"Of course I need to use dragon's blood. I personally contacted the auxiliary medicines, and the last batch will arrive in seven days."

"When the materials are ready, we will do the ceremony immediately."

The atmosphere in the Juyi Hall immediately brightened.

"One yard is one yard, and you should also pay attention to the matter of disbanding—traveling in the rivers and lakes, martial arts are swords, and loyalty is armor."

Wan Guangji ordered again.

"These days, I asked Old Eleven to take stock of all the things; not including those that have a price but no market, there are almost 8 taels of silver including money and goods."

"According to my idea, 21 brothers who pass through the realm, 500 taels per person; 50 or so minions, [-] taels per person, half of the money."

"This price tag is a starting point, and those who have made great achievements and senior qualifications will be added."

"At the end there is 4 to [-] taels of goods left, we will take them away..."

"The two of you have to set the terms yourself, but don't reveal the news first, lest people's hearts will be unstable."

After a heart-to-heart exchange, the two masters left separately, leaving Wan Guangji alone in the hall.

With no one else around, the latter's face, which was as stable as Mount Tai just now, turned gloomy.

According to time calculation, Wu Guangzhi should have received the news long ago.

But after such a long time, without seeing anyone or trusting him, Wan Guangji felt a little uneasy.

"Maybe there are other circumstances that delayed..."

After hesitating for a moment, he stayed up late at night, and went out to check the guards on the top and bottom of the mountain again.

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At noon on the seventh day of December.

Hong Fan sat upright on the bed and had practiced the exercises for six hours.

Since returning from hunting, his blood and energy have been in an extremely active state.

Even if you don't practice visualization, your true qi will flow naturally, loosening the acupoints and acupoints, far surpassing the effect of medicine and stones.

After a few more days of painstaking practice, all the vitality captured by the fate star will be turned into a solid cultivation base.

The night before, all 42 acupoints of the Spleen Meridian of Foot Taiyin were unblocked, achieving the cultivation base of the Seven Paths.

This morning, the "Jiguan point" of the liver meridian of Foot Jueyin was successfully closed, and half of the eighth and fourteen major points have been broken.

At that time (nine o'clock in the morning), Hong Fan checked in front of the bronze mirror and found that all the wounds on the back were scabbed. Although the sternum had not healed, as long as there was no external force, it would not affect the movement.

Judging from his physical evaluation, on the one hand, it is the help of the life star, and on the other hand, the intermittent powder and black wood ointment used are amazing.

Thinking back, Hong Jian obviously lives in seclusion and is very skilled in treating wounds, but it seems that he has been soaked in medicine jars for a long time.

Putting on the military uniform, Hong Fan stopped his wild thoughts and stepped into the courtyard.

He has already received a notification from Hong Sheng that he will have his own share in the sea flight tomorrow.

It is also expected.

It just so happened that there was another breakthrough in his cultivation, so he planned to complete the "Non-Newtonian fluid armor (V3.1)" today.

In Chaori Courtyard, Mr. Tang was chopping firewood behind the house, and the peach blossoms and Liu Lu followed Aunt Liu to the market to buy vegetables.

Hong Fan carefully compared the previous test records, slightly adjusted the "sand, water, and air" parameters, and shaped a sand shield more than ten centimeters thick on his left arm.

Slowly press in with your right palm.

The touch is like entering water, fine, soft, cold...

Then he suddenly pulled out his arms.

The sand shield tightened slightly at first, then burst into pieces in an instant.

"The liquid phase under normal conditions is very good, indicating that the amount of air wrapped is sufficient."

"But the nature of shear thickening is not obvious, and the humidity needs to be adjusted."

"Quicksand is pretty much what it is in nature."

"But my heavy sand armor needs higher instantaneous hardness..."

Hong Fan put a pen on the back of the current parameter combination, and then wrote down his comments.

"After the cultivation base is improved, the control over the gravel is significantly enhanced, and the test is much more convenient."

"Kungfu is the foundation of all skills, what the teachings say is true!"

After adjusting, he tried again.

From Sishichu practice to Sishizheng, he repeated it nearly a hundred times in an hour, and finally got the ratio of quicksand just right.

After a short rest, Hong Fan stood in the courtyard and drove the sand world with all his strength.

A large cloud of sand pulled out from the ground under his feet and traveled up his legs.

In just a few breaths, there was no one in the courtyard.

It was replaced by a 1.9-meter-high, burly and strong sand-cast warrior.

"The breathing port is still unobstructed, but the field of vision is a bit narrow..."

A dull voice came from under the armor.

While moving his limbs, the heavily armored warrior adjusted the width of the eye slits on the visor until it was optimal.

"The average thickness of the armor is three centimeters, and the volume is more than fifteen times that of the heavy plate armor in the previous life. However, due to the difference in density, the weight is only a little over a hundred catties."

"In the normal posture, the real energy is not consumed much, and I can last for a quarter of an hour."

"Sand mist can be deployed at the same time for medium and short-range combat as a substitute for perception."

"It's just that the consumption will be doubled."

Hong Fan said to himself, pulling up a dead grass in the courtyard.

Yanliu Jin erupted suddenly, heating the sand-cast gauntlet to [-] degrees.

The blades of grass quickly blackened and carbonized.

"Sand World is in charge of defense, Yan Liujin is in charge of killing, my Sand Mech 1.0 is actually a hybrid..."

Hong Fan raised the ashes in his palm and laughed loudly.

He removed the heavy armor, and shouted to the back of the house: "Old Tang, get me the saber and horn bow, and then call Hong Fu."

"Just say that I want to find him to try!"

Big Tang responded, went in, took the weapon, and went out again.

Not long after, the little fat man arrived.

After closing the courtyard door, Hong Fu was shocked to see his clan brother transform into a bright yellow giant within a few seconds.

"This is a new trick I have figured out, come and help me try its power."

Hong Fan said, pointing to the various weapons on the side.

Hong Fu nodded, picked up a saber, and took the first step to slash with all his strength, without the slightest worry - the little fat man didn't think he could break through the defense just because of the appearance of heavy armor.

He was right.

The saber hit the shoulder armor, only cutting less than one centimeter, and the kinetic energy was exhausted.

"This feels so strange..."

Hong Fu struggled to pull out the knife and scratched his head.

"The first stroke was obviously not strong, but suddenly I couldn't get in the blade."

"Come again, try every part."

Hong Fan said.

In the next quarter of an hour, Hong Fu used all the weapons, but he never broke the defense.

The most threatening ones are the cross-bladed heavy arrows shot one step away, and the horse spear with the potential to charge.

"Good guy, Brother Fan, you are invincible with swords, axes, and guns!"

Panting, Hong Fu put down his horse, sat down on the ground, and shouted.

(End of this chapter)