Dragon Blood Sword God

Chapter 112 Obvious release?
"General, do you think he really knows how to make alchemy?" A group of people gathered outside the room, quite nervous and excited.

Zhang Fei looked at it for a long time before saying: "Looking at his appearance, he should be able to make alchemy, but he can only make ordinary low-level panacea."

"No matter what can be refined, the most important thing is to save Xu Yuan."

Wu Gan was very nervous.

He had heard before that the alchemist of the Liu family had been refining the alchemy for decades, and the success rate of the alchemy was not very high, and sometimes he couldn't make it out.

Judging from Lin Jingyu's youth status, he was only in his teens.

Even if he started alchemy since he was a child, it would only be more than ten years, what if he can't practice the detoxification pill?
While everyone was worrying outside, Lin Jingyu performed the 'Three Gods Controlling Fire Art', controlled the 'Green Flame Earth Heart Fire' to burn the primordial medicine impurities, refine and melt the alchemy.

As he guessed, the grade of Xuanhuo is countless times higher than Yuanli's fire, and the consumed Yuanli and Yuanshen are greatly reduced.

Also, there was no such thing as a fryer.

After about half an hour, following the shock of the Xuanhuo furnace, the Xuanhuo sank to the bottom of the furnace, while the Qingdu Pill floated upwards, and a strong medicinal fragrance wafted into the nostrils.

"The second rank is close to the third rank, and the use of profound fire is really unimaginable. If it is refined with the fire of Yuanli, it is estimated that it can barely be refined to the second rank level."

Lin Jingyu put away the elixir and sighed secretly.

If you control the real 'Blue Flame Earth Heart Fire', it is estimated that the grade can be improved a lot.

The confidence in refining the 'Seven Transformation Evil Pill' can also be increased a lot.

After putting away the mysterious powder stove, Lin Jingyu walked out of the room.

"How about it?"

Wu Gan watched helplessly, looking nervous.

The other expressions were not much better, apart from worrying about Xu Yuan's injury, they were equally curious about whether Lin Jingyu was an alchemist.

Lin Jingyu smiled lightly, handed the medicine bottle to Wu Gan, and said: "Take it for him to drink, the poison in his body will be cleared in one day, rest for a while, and he will be fine."

"It's a success!"

Hearing this, Wu Gan was overjoyed.

Zhang Fei next to him also trembled in his eyes, good guy, he really knows how to make alchemy.

"His-"

Each and every soldier stared at Lin Jingyu as if they were looking at a new wife, and their hearts were horrified.

"General!"

Immediately, the eyes of the soldiers all fell on Zhang Fei.

Zhang Fei understands these 'hungry ghost'-like eyes.

If this 'alchemist' is not left in Huxiao Camp, he will be the target of thousands of brothers in the entire Huxiao Camp, and he will be a sinner in Huxiao Camp.

There is only one alchemist in the Liu family, it is so rare.

And in front of them, came a, this... this...

Zhang Fei's eyes that looked like copper bells stared straight at Lin Jingyu, who was calm and composed, and asked with a smile: "Brother, I haven't asked you what your name is yet?"

"Shocking Feather!"

Lin Jingyu didn't make any fuss in the face of many eyes that wanted to 'swallow him alive'.

He likes the barracks, likes the soldiers.

I like to deal with a group of rough, but passionate guys.

In the barracks, you can feel the blood and love.

"Jing Yu!" Zhang Fei said silently, and then, after a moment of silence, he asked suddenly: "Jing Yu, do you want to make a contribution? Do you want to... Forget it, I, Zhang Fei, am a rough person. So, do you want to join the Tiger Roar Camp?"

While talking, Zhang Fei looked at Lin Jingyu nervously, and said: "Join the Tiger Roaring Camp, you will be my brother Zhang Fei, and also the brother of more than 1000 people in the Tiger Roaring Camp, how about it?"

The others nodded solemnly and stared nervously.

Alchemist, treasure!

Lin Jingyu smiled lightly and said, "Of course I'm willing!"

"it is good!"

In an instant, Zhang Fei let out a breath that was pressed against his chest, and uttered a word in ecstasy.

The others were suddenly overjoyed.

It took a long time for everyone to calm down.

But Zhang Fei also stopped laughing, thought of something, hesitated for a long time and said: "Jing Yu, although you have entered the Tiger Roaring Camp, there is a rule for entering the Tiger Roaring Camp, you must challenge the three people in the Tiger Roaring Camp before you can officially enter Become a soldier of the Tiger Roaring Battalion."

"This is the rule of the Tiger Roar Camp. It has been passed down for a long time and cannot be broken. Do you understand?"

Zhang Fei asked tentatively. It stands to reason that getting an alchemist to join is the luck of the entire Tiger Roar Camp.

However, the rules of the barracks are jointly defended by countless soldiers and cannot be broken.

"Yes." Lin Jingyu smiled, and couldn't help but recall the way that group of 'vulgar' big men greeted him in the past, that was to get him drunk with wine and throw him in front of the enemy's barracks.

That way of saying hello is really special.

Seeing that Lin Jingyu agreed, Zhang Fei also breathed a sigh of relief.

Alchemists, because of their noble status, are superior, they are still worried about this grievance, and the other party is unwilling to accept it.

However, now it seems that they are just worrying too much.

Lin Jingyu, it's different!
The next day, Xu Yuan really recovered, and his complexion gradually returned to color.

Let the soldiers see the magic of the panacea, the alchemist's method, which can bring the dying person back from the brink of death.

"Later, please pay attention to me, what to do, be clear."

Outside the school grounds, Zhang Fei stared fiercely, warning the three people in front of him.

"General, don't worry, special people, special treatment, we will definitely deal with it lightly, let him pass, and never let him get hurt."

The three soldiers nodded repeatedly, joking, if Lin Jingyu couldn't enter the Tiger Roar Camp.

They will absolutely be beaten.

Seeing the three nodding, Zhang Fei nodded.

On the huge school field, the soldiers who had taken off their gray and black battle armor surrounded it impenetrably.

Lin Jingyu stood in the center, looking at the three people who came.

They are the Sixth Realm, the Seventh True Realm, and the Eighth True Realm.

"Jing Yu, you are the sixth level of true gang, according to the rules, you have to accept the strength challenge of the three of them."

"There are three rounds in total. The first round is to fight against the sixth level of Zhengang. Take one hundred moves from him, or defeat him."

"In the second round, fight against the seventh level of Zhengang, take fifty moves, or defeat him."

"In the third round, against Zhen Gang Yae, take ten moves, or defeat him."

Zhang Fei looked at the three people in front of him, and shouted loudly, his voice was full of arrogance and killing.

Immediately, No.1 went up.

"My name is Deng Feng." Deng Feng walked up to Lin Jingyu and said with a smile: "You can make a move, although you are the sixth level of the true gang, but you may not be able to take a hundred moves from me."

Soldiers, different from ordinary warriors, they pay more attention to killing, their moves are simple, but they contain killing intent.

The military method is to kill the enemy, the art of killing.

Therefore, at the same level, soldiers are often several times stronger than ordinary warriors.

Unless it is the kind of genius with a strong vitality, he can match in combat power, so Deng Feng's words are not arrogant, but a reminder to Lin Jingyu.

Lin Jingyu nodded.

Boom!

Deng Feng immediately took a step forward, and the momentum on his body exploded completely, killing fiercely.

The wind of momentum alone is like a cold knife whistling, shocking people's hearts.

The eight-step collapse fist is cast in an instant, one step collapses, and the real strength is continuously superimposed.

Seeing this, Zhang Fei narrowed his eyes. This kid's strikes were still too heavy. As soon as he went up, he had an eight-step collapse fist, and his power was multiplied by eight times.

Just when he was about to remind him, Lin Jingyu also stepped forward and punched Deng Feng.

Lin Jingyu didn't use his origin force, he just punched the Bengquan that was gathering momentum with a pure physical fist.

"Oops, he's trying to shake Deng Feng's fist directly, and he didn't use any energy."

Zhang Fei and the surrounding soldiers all frowned.

Even Deng Feng was taken aback, Lin Jingyu, did he use his flesh fist to catch his eight-step Bengquan, even though he had already reduced its power a lot.

But in this way, even if he releases the water, Lin Jingyu might not be able to stop it, so should he release more water?
Boom!

Lin Jingyu's speed was very fast, almost before he had an idea, his fist had already broken through the aura of the wind and hit Deng Feng's palm.

Suddenly, Deng Feng's face changed completely, and he didn't have any thoughts.

The terrifying Yuan force exploded completely mechanically, impacting Lin Jingyu's fist.

Can……

boom -

A huge force struck, immediately blasting Deng Feng's body into the air.

Deng Feng turned over, stabilized his body, and stared at Lin Jingyu with a horrified expression, while one hand kept shaking.

Seeing this, everyone was stunned for a while, with strange expressions.

Zhang Fei, Wu Gan and others also looked stunned. Deng Feng, the bastard, let the water be released, which is too obvious.

Still pretending, keep pretending!

Looking at the trembling hand, black lines appeared on the faces of countless people.

(End of this chapter)