Ascension

Chapter 105

"No, Assistant Professor Han, this is a creeper!"

"You fight this kind of monster... and you also fight in person?"

In the gap between life and death, Ling Biao couldn't believe his eyes, and his thinking was confused for a while.

Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he turned his head and looked at the petite figure who kept following Mr. Ye Han.

An undeveloped human girl's body, a black wizard hat, two pincers, a ring-shaped scorpion tail...

Fuck!Desert Witch? !

The wind howled, facing the sky full of flames, Ling Biao was in a bad mood.

this this this this...

Assistant Professor Han's contracted spirit... is actually a witch beast? !
Recalling the gossip circulating in the college recently, it was said that the rare spirits in the rescue center had disappeared.

Ling Biao seemed to have opened up the two veins of Ren and Du, and his thoughts suddenly became clear.

That's it...that's it!
"Hey, no matter how stupid you are, you can only fend for yourself?"

A muffled voice sounded from behind, Ling Biao shuddered and immediately woke up.

"Brothers, you are all good brothers! You saved us today, and I will definitely treat you to a drink later..."

Not finished.

Ling Biao lowered his head slightly in a daze.

Although the clothes on his body were tattered, they could still cover most of his body.

Because Huang Dengshan pulled it hard, it was all rotten, and only one trousers were left.

"Um...sorry."

Huang Dengshan nodded his head and apologized.

However, his bandaged hands didn't stop there.

Instead, he grabbed Ling Biao's arm even harder, and pulled him back.

"Oh!"

An ancient tree snapped in the middle, and fell to the ground with a bang, creating a big hole.

The fire continued to spread, and all objects that could be burned turned into fertilizers that nourished it.

Ling Biao took a deep breath, his back felt cold.

Looking at Huang Dengshan, his eyes were filled with gratitude.

……

"puff--"

With the cooperation of flowers and candles, it is like an extra arm holding a shield.

Lord Ye Han didn't feel too much pressure, he used the blood-sucking dagger to open the wound on the creeper's forehead, and cut off the shiny corpse crystal with an extremely strong posture.

On the other side, the pink ostrich blocked the creeper's way out, and once the latter escaped, it kicked the crawler back once.

Four times in a row, the creeper couldn't bear the pain of being burned by the fire, screaming and turning into a mass of twisted bones.

"Where's Wang Xinfei? She's not with you guys?"

Lord Ye Han drew back and joined Su Mei, asking the stunned Ling Biao.

"Miss Xinfei is in the other direction..."

Wang Yue, who was on Shang Jie's back, struggled to open his eyes, and said extremely weakly:

"She started a fire and gave us a chance to escape."

"But she was stared at by a creeper made of clay, and suffered serious injuries..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Wang Yue, who was in a daze, passed out again.

Mr. Yehan put his fingers between her eyebrows to confirm that her physical injuries were not serious.

As a "singer", she must have used too many "screams", and her mental power was quickly drained in a short period of time, so her soul became dying...

Thoughts were churning, Lord Ye Han asked:

"How many crawlers are there that attacked you?"

"Four heads, one end was buried in the sea of ​​fire long ago, one end was chasing Miss Xin Fei, and the other two were chasing us..." Sun Houbing replied honestly.

"It's not bad to be able to hold on."

Mr. Yehan showed a hint of surprise.

In fact, there is another key reason why he came to support instead of staying where he was.

He wanted to take this opportunity to test the third team again.

In order to confirm whether the prying gaze he felt during the day is the identity he expected.

Now, all four members of the third team are here.

The only one not present was Wang Xinfei.

Superspirituality did not give any warning, and the actual result... is almost the same!

Take a moment to think about it.

Lord Yehan said in a deep voice:

"Next, you hold a group and follow me to find your captain."

"Su Mei, you and Tuostou are the pillars, and you will take care of their safety until the end of the battle."

"Yes!" Su Mei, who had been on the road all day and hadn't slept at night, concealed her exhaustion and agreed firmly.

Mr. Yehan looked at the fire, but what emerged in his head was the structural diagram of the valley.

All day today, he didn't just wander around or hunt at will.

The area of ​​the path, the analysis of the types of spirits, the distribution of resources, and the terrain along the way... These are all routine operations for living in the wild, which have long been a part of the habit and can no longer be given up.

"Go this way."

Mr. Yehan leads the way.

If the judgment is correct, the fire on this side will spread another hundred meters, and when it reaches the stream, it will almost stop.

But Wang Xinfei, who was on the other side, did not use fireworks, indicating that she did not want to admit defeat, and struggled as much as she could until the last moment.

This young lady... is very strong!

When she was injured, if she wanted to defeat the clay sculpture Dacheng's creeper, she must still rely on the power of the flame.

Just like what Su Mei did just now, charging and kicking, as long as they can suppress the creeper in the area covered by the sea of ​​flames, the opponent will continue to suffer from the burning pain and further increase the consumption of blood food.

When the creeper's recovery can't keep up, it's impossible to escape, and it's doomed to be under the flames, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

……

Run across the land of two miles.

Rao Ye Hanjun was not injured very much, and the physical strength possessed by his frail body really couldn't bear such consumption.

Fortunately, he finally heard the sound of fighting.

Even the blazing fire couldn't stop the creeper's strange cry of "death and death".

In the distance, Mr. Yehan saw the red-haired girl riding on the armored horse.

The shiny silver armor looked a little old during the day.

From now on, there are black corpse blood, sharp scratch marks... and her own bright red blood.

As for the armored horse...

About one-fifth of the nails on the whole body are peeled off.

Of course, it's not fatal.

The most troublesome injury was on the armored horse's right foreleg.

As a riding spirit, as the key to matching with knights, it actually has a lame leg.

It is conceivable that "kicking", "stomping" and "armored charge"... no matter what skills, either cannot be used, or can only be used barely.

"Miss Xinfei, it was because the armored horse was injured by the crawler first during the rest, and its fighting power plummeted, so it was so embarrassing to deal with..."

Ling Biao, who chased Ye Hanjun all the way, was resentful.

Mr. Ye Han automatically filters such words.

In his view, there is no "if" in this world.

The reasons he could find were nothing more than Wang Xinfei's carelessness, or the fact that she had consumed too much energy during the day, which led to her poor state at night, and was taken advantage of by the creepers.

Whatever the reason, it was a bloody lesson.

Thinking of this, Mr. Yehan stopped and did not move forward.

In full view, Wang Xinfei didn't need help.

The creeper who played with her has fallen into a very extreme state, and has his last breath.

"boom!"

In a tragic collision, the creeper stripped off seven pieces of armor, and blood spattered.

But it was also thrown into the sea of ​​flames by the huge momentum, and when it staggered out, Wang Xinfei stuck a gun into its mouth, pulled it obliquely, and finally cut off the head.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

Wang Xinfei, who was also on the verge of the limit, took off her obstacle course helmet and body armor.

Like a puddle of mud, she lay limply on the back of the armored horse.

Sweat dripped down the sticky hair, and that pale but beautiful face, reflected in the moonlight and set against the background of the sea of ​​fire, made me feel as touching as I felt pity.

Until she fell into a barren perception and found the figure behind it.

With great reluctance, she forced herself to stand up.

The full chest heaved violently, and there was a bright and bloody scratch on the chest, which was so shocking.

In the flickering fire, Mr. Ye Han walked towards her step by step.

He didn't have any expression, but the powerful perception endowed by the superspirituality confirmed once again that a vague gaze fell on him from a dark corner.

Probably, if you use the dagger in your hand to stab the girl's heart...

The owner of this gaze shouldn't be looking at it so indifferently, right?
Thinking evilly, Mr. Yehan greeted him plainly.

His eyes deliberately fell on the silver gun, and he asked quite meaningfully:
"You're injured like this, don't you want to use the skills in the weapon?"

"This has nothing to do with you, right?"

Wang Xinfei frowned, no matter how pale her face was, that kind of indifference that rejected others thousands of miles away... was quite interesting.

"Miss Xinfei, it's great that you are right!"

Seeing a face-to-face meeting, the conversation between the two had a feeling of confrontation. Sun Houbing laughed and said:
"We escaped, thanks to Assistant Coach Han and their team members, otherwise it would be difficult for us to kill those two crawlers."

"You saved them?"

Wang Xinfei's coldness weakened slightly.

After a moment of hesitation, she reached into the dimensional space bag under the silver armor with her blood-soaked palm.

Immediately, a white jade bead the size of a fist appeared in her palm, and Wang Xinfei stuck it to her chest.

"Wow~~"

The waves are like water, quiet and peaceful.

An astonishing scene happened, the hideous claw marks completely healed within a few seconds, the wounds scabbed and the blood scabs fell off, there was not even a trace of scar left.

After treating the wound on her chest, Wang Xinfei put the orb on her shoulder, calf, and palm... Milky white mist rippling around her, and within a few breaths, the wound on her body was healed.

"Flawless healing orb..."

Mr. Yehan stared at the bead, his tongue was slightly dry, and he did a good job of concealing the strangeness in his eyes.

Shang Jie, Sun Houbing, and Ling Biao next to him were obviously seeing this bead for the first time.

Their surprise couldn't be concealed at all, but after the surprise, they were all envious.

Healing Orb, this is a very precious magical item.

Its value is the same as that of a dimensional space bag, not to mention ordinary people, most low-level family masters may not be able to obtain it after chasing it for a lifetime.

Wang Xinfei - just used it so generously.

She doesn't need to worry about being coveted by students or teaching assistants, because few people in the college dare to covet her things.

"I don't use the skills in the spear, nor do I use any medicines or talismans, just because, during the battle, I want to have nothing to worry about, and I don't want to create additional illusions because of extra things."

"However, after the battle is over, the sharpening effect I want has been achieved, and it is beyond the limit."

"I won't hold on, when it's time to recover... I must recover to the end!"

Wang Xinfei, who not only recovered from her injuries, but also gradually regained her spirit, stripped off the tattered silver armor on her body, and put on an identical and brand new set from the dimensional space bag.

When the armored horse under the seat regrown its armor, the limped legs were completely normal.

Sitting on the horseback, Wang Xinfei had an indescribable charm in her cold eyes.

Although that feeling is very light, very light.

But she really didn't exude it deliberately, but she was born with it and revealed it from the bottom of her bones.

The curvature of Ye Hanjun's mouth couldn't help but rise a little bit.

This feeling, the world seems to call it... a sense of superiority?

(End of this chapter)