As Tang San took all the Lan Yincao back to his palms, Huang Hong also removed the possession of the martial soul, and secretly exhaled his breath in his heart, but he did not show too much thought on his face, and he taught:

"Tang San, you guys, you can do it. I didn't expect you to break my Earth Bear Cover Armor with your first soul ring skill alone.

It seems that the soul ring you obtain is not only very suitable for your martial soul blue silver grass, but also has a good age.

But don’t be proud. My second soul skill is an attack skill. I didn’t use it because I was afraid of hurting you.

You can’t relax your soul power cultivation just because you have achieved a little chance of victory here today.”

Tang San quickly agreed modestly:

"Thank you, Director Huang, for showing mercy. I will definitely remember your teachings and work harder to practice."

"Okay, then you two will go back...uh."

Director Huang nodded in satisfaction and was waving his hand to let the two go, but suddenly his face changed and his body began to thrust violently involuntarily.

"Ah, what's going on with me? Tang San, what did you do to me? Let me stop."

"this……"

Tang San was stunned when he saw Huang Hong's abnormality, and immediately made inferences in his heart.

Director Huang's current appearance is somewhat similar to the signs of Qian's snake venom attack.

But it seems that the situation of the lottery is much better than that of the boss Qian...

Tang San was still secretly speculating in his heart, and Qian Bing, who had been standing aside and watching them try to recruit, spoke first.

"This is the poison of the white snake flower. This is the symptom after my Bibi Bird was poisoned. It failed to control the body and twitched all over.

It seems that your martial soul Blue Silver Grass has inherited all the characteristics of snake root thorns. It is not only extremely tough, but also has strong aggressiveness and is highly toxic. It is a perfect control martial soul."

"White snake flower poison?"

Tang San received Qian Bing's reminder and immediately realized that Director Huang's symptoms were indeed more like the poison of the white snake flower.

Although the mandala venom can cause the human muscles to lose control and tremble all over, the speed of the attack and the tremor are not so fast or so large.

Tang San originally saw that no white snake flowers grew in the blue silver grass, thinking that it did not inherit the highly toxic characteristics of snake root thorns, and he felt a little regretful.

But now that I saw the abnormality on Huang Hong's body, this regret was wiped out.

I sigh that this soul ring is simply amazing!

"However, it should not be that simple for your Blue Silver Grass to trigger the toxin. Perhaps Director Huang was pierced by a spike at the beginning, and the toxin was injected into his body from the wound on his hand."

Tang San nodded.

"Well, very likely."

After only a few discussions between Qian Bing and Tang San, Huang Hong's twitches became more and more powerful, and he almost jumped on the playground.

ah!!!

If other students see this look, will I still have the face of the teaching director?

Although Huang Hong's body was out of control, his mind was still clear. He felt extremely ashamed when he saw his appearance.

He hurriedly shouted to Tang San:

"Hey, don't just talk, hurry up and help me get rid of the poison."

Hearing Huang Hong’s reminder, the two of them felt that they seemed a little ignorant and immediately stopped talking.

Tang San raised his hand and called out the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul again. After a little sensing, a grass blade with a color that was biased towards the Blue Silver Grass itself was stretched out in his palm.

A spike on the top was obviously larger than the others, and it was directly stuck to his fat buttocks in Huang Hong's exclamation.

"ah!"

"Oh my god!"

Huang Hong was not possessed by a martial soul at this time, and his pain resistance naturally decreased greatly. Amid his screams like a pig, the twitching phenomenon gradually stopped.

After Huang Hong's toxins were relieved, he felt ashamed of his face in front of the two students. He was unwilling to stop for a moment and ran away as if he was flying.

...

For the next period of time, Qian Bing's college lived a very peaceful life.

Classes in the morning, practice in the afternoon, and go to the elves early in the evening to train elves. Half a year passed.

It was a Saturday morning, but Qian Bing got up much earlier than usual.

Thanks to the continuous supply of hot streams of the spirit ball on his right hand during this period, Qian Bing was practicing passively all the time.

In addition, the Xuantian Gong route that Tang San had been operating in his body several times while treating him with poison injuries was secretly recorded by Qian Bing.

He followed this route to activate his soul power. Although he had not felt any particularly significant changes in his body, he still accelerated the speed of practicing soul power by two or three points.

With the accumulation of these two advantages, Qian Bing's cultivation speed has increased greatly, even surpassing Tang Sanyi, reaching the peak of level 19 soul power much earlier than him.

Before falling asleep last night, Qian Bing's soul power had already shown signs of upgrading. It was not easy for him to suppress the urge to continue to grow.

He raised his upper body and looked around. Seeing that the students in the Qishu were sleeping soundly, Qian Bing tiptoed out of the bed.

Going out of the door in the dark, I took a step and ran towards the woods on the side of the playground.

Qian Bing knew that Tang San would get up and practice in more than half an hour, so he should move faster.

As soon as he rushed into the woods, Qian Bing found a hidden corner and sat cross-legged.

The thought moved urged the spirit ball martial soul to increase the output of soul power. At the same time, he also used the soul power in his body to crazily follow the Xuantian Gong route in his memory.

The soul power flows faster and faster in the Qian soldier's tendons, and it will increase by one minute for every cycle of flow.

At the same time, the spirit ball martial soul in the palm of his hand continued to introduce a stream of hot streams, and finally his soul power, which was originally like a trickle, grew into a vibrant stream.

The stream continued to wash forward, and a "rumbling" sound seemed to break through a layer of invisible barrier, successfully pushing Qian Bing's soul power, which was already on the verge of promotion, to level 20.

At the moment when his soul power was promoted, Qian Bing felt his eyes dark. When he came to his senses again, he found that his thoughts seemed to have been pulled into the mysterious sea of ​​consciousness.

He felt familiar flames all over his body, his right hand was hot, and the naughty elf ball martial soul escaped from his palm and flew into the sea of ​​fire.

The flames suddenly rose sharply, and the temperature around them rose so hard that Qian Bing was sweating profusely.

The spirit ball martial soul seemed not afraid of the high temperature at all. Instead, it flew more happily in the flames, and finally flew into the depths of the sea of ​​fire.

After a while, Qian Bing felt that the flames around him began to fade away after the elf ball flew in. I don’t know if it was the energy absorbed by the elf ball or other abnormal changes occurred.

Soon, the flames all shrank together and turned into a basin-sized red ball in the void.
Chapter completed!