Ascension

Chapter 88

Training base, northeast side door, abandoned warehouse.

After Ye Hanjun greeted Tong Lao, he came here alone under the leadership of a soldier.

This is the place where the garrison soldiers train on weekdays. After a cursory glance, the light is dim, and there are traces of flames and poisonous corrosion everywhere. The rusty metal walls are devastated.

"Hua Zhu, come out."

Lord Yehan released his perception, confirmed that there was no problem, and activated the imprint on his left wrist.

The goose-yellow light flickered slightly, and the desert witch opened her eyes, and her dull vertical pupils immediately met his gaze, her focused eyes seemed to be waiting for an order.

"Didn't you always look forward to comprehending skills? Now is your chance."

Mr. Yehan smiled slightly, and took out a bottle from his bag, which was about the size of a fist and silver-white in color.

"Huh? Skills?"

Huazhu suddenly suspected that she had heard wrong, her eyes were slightly absent-minded, and she asked in a daze.

"Sand Wolf King Concentrated Plasma."

Mr. Ye Han shook the bottle in his hand, pretending to be mysterious.

"pat-"

The cork was pulled out, and in an instant, the airtight abandoned warehouse was filled with a disgusting smell of mud.

"Before the trial set off, I made some preparations."

"For example, the second peanut essence was used up by me, and the second pot of black bamboo rice balls I made was sold as spirit stones."

"Including the previous savings, there are a total of 422 low-grade spirit stones, all of which I exchanged for supplies."

As if talking about a trivial matter, Mr. Ye Han calmly added:
"The concentrated plasma of the Sand Wolf King is the second most important little treasure."

"The so-called 'sand wolf king' is not the name of the race of the spirits, but the blood plasma collected from dozens of sand wolves and fused together to make a blood medicine."

"Because of the matching of attributes, according to my estimation, there is a 45% chance that you will comprehend a skill."

"45 percent... such a high probability?"

"Is that high?" Lord Yehan laughed, "The price of this thing is 180 low-grade spirit stones, which must be a sky-high price for a first-rank lord."

"In the academy, even a little rich woman like Su Mei has to grit her teeth and make up her mind to buy it after she has accumulated enough pocket money."

"If other spirits of sand attribute use it, the probability of comprehending the skill is at least 95%."

"If you cut it in half, only 45% is left. In the final analysis, it is still the negative effect of the skill that is difficult to comprehend by the dark flash."

"I see……"

Hua Zhu nodded slightly, "Random comprehension of skills, this effect is exaggerated, if it is really triggered on me, it is a good thing anyway."

Mr. Yehan showed a faint smile: "I agree with that."

If the sand family spirits with other attributes fit together, if they use this to comprehend the skills, in the best case of luck, they can acquire powerful skills with more than 80 lines, and instantly widen the gap with the spirits of the same level.

But this is a small probability event. If you understand the 15-35 pattern, this kind of weak skill at the same level.

180 lines of low-grade spirit stones, the cost of the initial investment, for those who gritted their teeth to come up with this spirit stone, the loss is quite serious.

——Anthurias are different.

If she can comprehend it, the gloomy and shining urine must be a weak skill, and it is impossible for the chaotic spirit pattern to exceed 25 lines.

But this is not the point.

If the Sand Wolf King concentrates his plasma, he can help Huazhu to randomly comprehend a sand-attribute magic attack skill.

With her years of hard-earned survival experience and actual combat experience, combined with the breakthrough level of "gathering sand into a shield", Huazhu's fighting style will definitely undergo a breakthrough change.

This—is the point that is really worth looking forward to!

……

"Are you ready?"

"My lord, let's begin."

Inside the abandoned warehouse, the desert witch took a deep breath, raised her head, and closed her eyes.

"Wow—"

Standing no more than half a meter in front of her, Lord Ye Han raised his right hand flat and suddenly dumped the jade bottle in his hand.

The earth-yellow plasma potion dripped on the witch's face.

All of a sudden, her eyebrows were furrowed, the joints of her teeth were tightly clasped together, and there was a subconscious clicking sound, as if she was about to crush her back molars.

"Well!"

Even if you have made good expectations in your heart, you know it will hurt and hurt.

Huazhu, who has "unyielding" as her core personality, still suffers from pain to the point where her limbs convulse, and her entire face is distorted.

She began to pant heavily, the clamps closed forcefully, and the scorpion tail behind her stabbed at the air indiscriminately.

For about 5 minutes, the moving sand legs could not support the stability of the body, so that the uncontrolled sand flew everywhere.

Time goes by bit by bit...

Lord Yehan with his eyes closed, fully activated his super-spirituality, and his tyrannical perception always enveloped the entire abandoned warehouse.

Finally, the deadly silence lasted for two hours, and the trembling scorpion tail gradually stopped.

When she opened her eyes, the yellow sand on the soles of her feet surged suddenly, and finally condensed into an illusory fist that was nearly half a meter away, and swung it towards the air in front of her.

"My lord, it seems that I... succeeded?"

Huazhu stared blankly at her masterpiece, the illusory fist made of yellow sand, wandering around her body with her thoughts, and could move up to five meters away.

And every time he punches, although there is no exaggerated sonic boom, the slight sound of piercing through the air is clear to the ears. If it hits the fragile body, it will still hurt a little bit.

"This skill..."

Mr. Yehan's originally calm face became a little weird.

He didn't need an aptitude appraisal, and he could tell that this skill was called "Gathering Sand into a Fist".

The family of desert witches is in charge of sand spells, but at the same level and different individuals, there will be considerable differences in the skills they comprehend.

Such as "sand blowing", "gathering sand into a shield", "sand snake binding", "quick sand trap"... These are signature racial skills, and as the rank increases, there is a high probability that they can be mastered.

Others are of all kinds and there is no fixed number.

However, Mr. Yehan has mastered the relevant statistics and research reports, and has several attack skills. Once the desert witch understands it, she will become extremely powerful among different witches of the same level.

For example, "gathering sand into sword".

For example, "condense sand into soldiers".

The former controls the yellow sand and gathers it into a huge sword. Whether it is a vertical or horizontal slash, the strong beast will scream, and the other spirits with a weak physique will turn into meat if they are not careful.

The latter condenses the sand into an army, which can form a defensive or an offensive. The changeable effect greatly improves the combat ability of the Desert Witch.

Relatively speaking, "gathering sand into a fist" is several grades worse.

This skill is in the tire of clay sculpture, and the average strength is between 45 and 55 patterns.

But probably the effect is too simple, waving fists or something, not gorgeous enough, not elegant enough, and not welcomed by mainstream witches at all.

Unless it is actively comprehended during the process of upgrading the rank, otherwise the desert witch will not learn this skill if she has a choice, and is more willing to devote her energy to tempering or exploring other skills.

"Bang! Bang bang bang!"

Shaquan roared, and soon evolved from a rigid straight punch to an uppercut and a lowercut.

In the dim pupils of Huazhu, there is a gleam of fluorescence, like a child who got a favorite toy and is very happy to try a new skill.

"Gathering sand into a fist, if it hits the prey, it's powerful."

"However, your fist is still in a weakened state, with 18 lines, it is not as good as your gathering sand into a shield."

"It's okay, this is my first magic attack skill!"

Huazhu smiled heartlessly, the scars left on her cheeks reflected the pure and unadulterated smile, which made people feel a little touched.

"Your first four skills, because you don't have enough attack mediums, are forcing you to study skill proficiency and skill matching in disguise, in order to defeat the strong with the weak."

"Although this experience was miserable, you survived it. Now you have acquired skills, from unfamiliar to proficient, and the speed of transformation is by no means comparable to that of ordinary witches..."

"Yeah~~" *(ˊˋ*)*

If there are no outsiders, Lord Yehan will let the tadpoles out to play for a while.

The little guy staying in the floating bubble looked curiously at the sand fist waving, with eyes the size of rice grains, very interested.

Yehan-jun was concerned when he saw it like that.

But he probably set his expectations too high. Guagua still didn't comprehend the skills this time, but just watched Little Black Riding Hood punching seriously as a bystander.

"Huh——" Ten minutes later, the flower candle finished casting, and a little tired look flashed away.

Gathering sand into a fist is a skill that can be maintained for a long time.

But the longer it lasts, the more it consumes her.

Of course, Hua Zhu was still very excited, encouraging her with a sure tone:

"I feel that I only need to practice a few more times, and my skill proficiency will break through to "proficient mastery", and I will initially reach the level of swinging my arms. "

"Yeeeeee~eeeeee~"

The little tadpole didn't care whether he understood or not, and happily circled around the flower candle.

Mr. Yehan smiled and didn't comment.

But his hand stretched straight to the center of his eyebrows.

"It doesn't take a few times, let alone a few days, today is enough."

"Come on, today's death challenge, I will change your opponent, a cute rabbit with red eyes."

Huazhu's breathing suddenly stopped.

"boom!"

A miniature version of the gate of life and death appeared behind him.

Pull out the key of the gray sun, align it with the hole, and insert it perfectly.

It was dark before his eyes, and then bright again, Lord Ye Han appeared high above the sky, and what floated behind him was the giant version of the Gate of Life and Death supporting the sky and the ground.

"Death challenge, Kai!"

The gray hemispherical barrier rose rapidly, and a group of gray shadows squirmed.

A few seconds later, Huazhu, who was waiting in battle, looked at the red-eyed carnivorous rabbit whose eyes were as red as blood, as if he had been hungry for seven days and seven nights, and slightly pursed his lips.

Adults call this...cute?
"Tear it up!!"

The ferocious rabbit kicked its legs hard and rushed over quickly.

In the flying yellow sand, the scorpion-tailed, solemn and vigilant flower candles, reflected in the fleeting eyes of a gradually forming fist.

……

(End of this chapter)