Ascension

Chapter 94
"Stud! Stud! Stud!"

On the wet soil, a "fat earthworm" is struggling to crawl.

It is as long as one meter and as thick as a bowl. It moves forward slowly with the help of friction between the body and the ground.

"Gah!!!"

A pink ostrich rushed out, against the wind, the colorful fluff on its head fluttered.

It kicked the fat earthworm's abdomen. The big earthworm coughed out a mouthful of muddy phlegm, and turned around tremblingly, wanting to see which sixth child was attacking it.

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"Gah!!!"

The pink ostrich used a spring kick, and the big earthworm, half of its body stuck in the mud, drew a beautiful parabola in midair, and hit the tree with a bang.

"No, ostrich, you can't kill it like this!"

Su Mei's crisp voice sounded, followed by a flash of silver light, and a long sword cut open the belly of the earthworm.

There is no doubt that this mixed metal weapon is well-crafted.

Cutting a big guy without scale armor is quite silky.

However, visible to the naked eye, the fat earthworm changed from one to two.

One left and one right, with the ability to move at a speed of five centimeters per second, they fled separately.

"quack?"

The pink ostrich was stunned, first stepped on one of the earthworms, and then squinted at the other.

In those huge eyes, he probably couldn't figure out how to do this.

"Tear!"

The long sword slashed down for the second time, and half of the earthworm was under his feet, which was divided into two again.

But they are still not dead, and they are still jumping and climbing in two directions.

"Ow!"

From the bushes on the side, an iron wolf rushed out and bit an earthworm in one bite.

With a bang, the earthworm's head exploded, and the mud splashed several meters away, but the lower half of its body was still moving, as if it couldn't be killed no matter how hard it tried.

"Master Han, the vitality of this fat earthworm made of clay sculpture is more exaggerated than expected."

"Although it is only a small clay sculpture, it can be divided into at least eight parts, and each part can survive independently."

Mr. Yehan walked out with a pace, the vertically downward hem of his clothes made his figure even more straight.

"This kind of spirit has no attack ability at all, and doesn't even have a decent skill."

"The only characteristic is the tenacious ability to survive."

"If you want to kill it, you must use elemental skills, or if you divide it into sixteen parts, it will definitely not survive."

"I see."

Zhang Wu nodded slowly, beckoning Iron Wolf to continue attacking.

A few minutes later, under the joint pursuit of the big-eyed deer, iron wolf, and pink ostrich, all the fat earthworms were either trampled to pieces or chopped into pieces.

"Next, each person collects a fist-sized amount of mud and carries it with them."

Mr. Yehan issued an order and squatted down first to demonstrate how to operate.

Because it is necessary to abide by the law of resonance in order to increase the authority of the coach, he did not forget to explain:
"The mud looks dirty, but it's non-toxic and not smelly."

"Apply it on your body when necessary, and it can effectively cover your own breath. Some monsters with a keen sense of smell are not easy to find and track."

"Of course, it also has another use. If there is a skin wound, apply it. Not only can it suppress the smell of blood, but it can also inhibit the reproduction of bacteria. One paste can be used for multiple purposes, and there is no harm in storing an appropriate amount."

"Yes!"

Su Mei, Zhao Li, Huang Dengshan, and Zhang Wu all remembered carefully.

Along the way, they found that what they learned in books was far less than one-tenth of what they learned in the real field.

But the frightening thing is that Assistant Professor Han has a sense of erudite knowledge of astronomy and geography.

As long as it is not a particularly tricky question, if you ask him, you will find the answer in every possible way, it is like a living encyclopedia.

As a result, after the four of them experienced the initial shock and surprise, when dealing with the orders of assistant teacher Han, let alone questioning them, they only worried that they were not doing well enough, and always carried them out like walking on eggshells.

"Sususususu..."

Dig a certain amount of mud, then wrap it with red banana leaves, tie the outside with rattan, and put it in the bag like this.

Mr. Ye Han got up and scanned his body to confirm the direction, and at the same time, searched for valuable prey in sight.

When he saw 200 meters away on his right hand, there seemed to be a strange tree standing upright in the jungle, his eyes shone slightly.

"Hey, what is that?"

Zhao Li is a scout, her eyesight is second only to Mr. Ye Han.

I tried my best to extract the knowledge I had learned, trying to confirm the race of this spirit, but failed.

Lord Ye Han did not respond in time.

Walk to the right step by step, and stop when you are close to a distance of 50 meters.

"Su Mei, do you know what this is?" Ye Han asked.

In sight, it was a small tree ten meters high, which was too short compared to the old trees that were around a hundred meters high.

But its branches and leaves are too dense, hundreds of brown-red branches extend outwards, and the hanging willows are as slender as hair, and the growth posture is very strong.

"It seems to be a kind of tree-shaped demon spirit..."

Su Mei opened her eyes wide and kept observing.

She couldn't match the shape of the monster with the spirit in her cognition.

But it can be roughly judged that this is a psychic plant with a certain amount of spiritual intelligence, and should belong to a chaotic seal such as "demon".

"Don't you guys smell something?" Lord Yehan smiled lightly.

Strictly speaking, his teaching method is unrestrained, without rules, and is all improvisation.

But sometimes he is very clear that it is easier to form corresponding memory points after letting them think more, get in touch with them, and fully understand them than telling students the answers directly.

Zhao Li, who was a little suspicious a while ago, was stunned when she heard the words, and asked tentatively:

"There is a sweet aroma floating in the air, the concentration is low, so it is emitted by this tree?"

Lord Ye Han nodded: "This is the "Sweet Eater Tree Demon". "

"With any luck, our lunch will depend on it."

"Zhao Li, this guy is sleeping, and his perception is very weak, let your broom ghost get close to it and directly launch "Ghost Bite". "

"I understand."

Zhao Li nodded solemnly, and then summoned the broom ghost.

Because it is a low-ranking spirit of the underworld, the closer it is to noon, the more difficult it is to summon it by your side.

After a little exposure to the sun, it will become weak, and when it is severe, it will face the possibility of dissipating.

Fortunately, the terrain of the trial is mostly jungle.

The foliage is lush and there are many shadows. As long as the moving position is reasonable, the broom ghost can still be competent in short-term battles.

"Yeeeeeeeeee~~~~"

The IQ of the broom ghost probably has that of a five or six-year-old child.

It made a small half circle and approached slowly from the place with the most shade.

After reaching a distance of ten meters, it suddenly rushed out, like a cloud of green smoke passing through a swaying wicker.

"Yahoo!!"

A big mouth appeared on the broom-shaped ghost, and it bit the branch hard.

"Ghost bite", 55 lines of dark attribute elemental attack.

The soul of the person who is bitten will experience tingling pain, and when the degree is deep, it will cause difficulty in concentrating. In the next few seconds to more than ten seconds, fighting posture or spellcasting skills are prone to dullness, non-existent empty doors, and weaknesses , becomes available.

"Swish—"

Lord Ye Han rushed forward, and the flower candle appeared from the magic circle.

She just glanced at the battle situation, followed Ye Hanjun's pace, mobilized the yellow sand, condensed it into a fist, and smashed towards the tree trunk.

"Baga Baga! Baga's teeth are exposed!"

Waking up from a sweet dream, he was about to be beaten when he came up, and the sweet-eating tree demon scolded him very dirty.

It's a pity that its rank is only small as clay sculpture.

If it is Dacheng, Lord Yehan will have a bit of difficulty dealing with it, and it will take a long time to slowly wear it to death.

Now... a little patience is all it takes!
Mr. Yehan took out a thumb-sized bottle from his travel bag, and smashed it at the tree demon's root.

With a bang, the bottle exploded due to the violent impact, and more than half of the liquid inside spilled on the Dryad's body, and the small sparks generated by the collision instantly ignited them all.

- Saturated fat of greasy crickets.

These are not the materials collected in the trial site, but the materials prepared before participating in the trial.

Mr. Ye Han bought a lot of things like this kind of cheap but reasonable collocation can have miraculous effects.

"Eight Ga! o(▼皮▼メ;)o"

The sweet-eating tree demon with a human face exposed on the tree trunk cursed even dirtier.

In the air, the sweet aroma became heavier, and the dense wicker began to wave.

Due to the large number, Anthurium was forced to retreat.

Her punches made of sand have an effective distance of only five meters.

But the length of the wicker is almost ten meters.

"Yeeeeeeeeeeee!!"

The broom ghost who was in charge of the sneak attack followed his master's instructions and fled quickly after finishing a blow.

The fire suddenly sprang up behind it, startled it, and sneaked under the shadow of its master in a panic, staring at the only one-eyed prying eye.

"Huazhu, don't attack, wait."

Lord Yehan issued the necessary instructions, and then stayed with the desert witch, watching from a distance of 20 meters.

The Sweet Dryad can move, and after pulling the tree roots out of the ground, it can escape in a strange posture.

But its speed is not much faster, Lord Ye Han doesn't even need to run, he can keep pace with it just by walking.

"Eight eight eight eight... eight ga!!"

The saturated fat of fat crickets will not be extinguished until it is burned.

While running away, the Sweet-eating Dryad tried to destroy it by beating it with a willow stick.

But when the wicker hit it, not only did it not extinguish, but it became a fuel for combustion, burning like branches and leaves.

After more than ten minutes, the flame finally went out.

The sweet-eating dryad was exhausted, more than half of the willow branches were bald, and even the trunk was black with moderate burns.

On the face of that person, there was an expression of extreme panic at times, and at other times he stared fiercely, trying to frighten Lord Yehan and his party away.

"Hua Zhu, aim at that face."

"After ten hits with Fists of Sand, if its trunk splits, don't continue to attack and let it run away."

"Don't kill?" Huazhu's eyes flickered slightly, seeming a little surprised.

But when fighting, she will not ask questions, and will only do her best to carry out orders.

(End of this chapter)