He can become a saint, the entire supernatural world has a responsibility

Chapter 373 Different Incarnation Skills

"Ouch, keep your voice down."

Ding Ling quickly pushed Chen Mo back into the wheelchair, "Why, do you know this person?"

Chen Mo was in a daze.

The last time I saw Song Jin was in the Abyss, in the town of the Golden Haired Tribe.

When he was leaving, the other party said that they were short of manpower and invited him to help after he reached the sixth realm.

I didn't expect that after reaching the sixth realm, I would be assigned a task by the department immediately. After I came back, the world situation had changed again, and then I was shocked to hear the bad news.

"He is in Xijiang Kingdom? What's going on?"

Ding Ling explained:
"Of course it was done by the alien races of the Netherworld. I heard from them that several big countries gathered their forces and wanted to occupy an entrance to the Netherworld to reduce the channels for the enemy to send more troops. As a result, several Hades appeared at the same time, and several masters died in one battle, as well as many other extraordinary people."

Chen Mo immediately felt the urgency of the situation.

Originally, he thought that in China alone, there were many saints in the first-class and top-level martial arts academies. With so many countries in the world, the number of masters would be even greater.

But if you look at it this way, once faced with such a world-class all-out war, even the Grandmaster Saint Realm would not be able to withstand the consumption, and even Kou Tianjiang was ready to never return.

Song Jin was by no means a fake. When he was in the border troops, he stood out as an outstanding young extraordinary person and later became a master.

As a result, this result has occurred just a few days after the war began.

He thought that Kang Long must be very sad because he had a good relationship with Song Jin. He didn't know where he was or whether he was in danger.

"Hurry up and practice." Chen Mo came back to his senses.

Ding Ling nodded and said, "Well, now the only thing to do is to improve as quickly as possible. What do you want to practice first? I'll go with you."

"What? You want to challenge me to a wheelchair?"

Chen Mo regained his usual spirit and energy, or in other words, he had to put aside meaningless emotions as soon as possible and do his best to improve himself in order to protect the people he wanted to protect and himself.

“.” Ding Ling was embarrassed.

Chen Mo didn't make things difficult for him. He slid his wheelchair to the road next to the martial arts training ground and glided away in a flash.

Although the instructors in charge of special training are short of manpower at this moment, the venue of Jianmen Martial Arts Academy is not tight.

There were only a few people in each training ground, and dozens of training grounds were all in use.

This is a major benefit for Chen Mo, because he can slide the wheelchair like crazy, the distance is long enough, and the speed can be easily increased.

If you turn in a small circle, your speed will be affected.

Moreover, because the people brought here are all young people with potential worthy of training, and there is no age limit of twenty-three, there are people whose realm is not lower than Chen Mo in almost every martial arts training ground.

What's even better is that when a wheelchair person rushes past the edge of the martial arts training ground with a loud bang, it will definitely attract the attention of these people, and there will be no shortage of spectators, so the speed of brushing up proficiency is very fast.

But if it were just that, it would be fine. Chen Mo not only rolled the wheelchair, he also kept mumbling while rolling.

"My senior brother with glasses, I want to challenge you in sword fighting."

Senior Brother: I am a Dharma practitioner.
"The senior sister in the blue combat uniform, I challenge you to a magic challenge!"

Senior Sister: I am a sword cultivator.
"The boy in the hat, I want to challenge your cooking skills!"

?

That person was dumbfounded.

How come I'm the "boy"? And others are challenging swordsmanship and magic, why am I just cooking? !

Chen Moguang challenged, not caring whether others accepted the challenge or not, and rushed all the way, causing chaos in all the martial arts training grounds. Fortunately, because of the shortage of masters, there were only a few instructors here, and they took turns to give special training to everyone, so most of the time no one cared about him.

Chen Mo slid past dozens of martial arts training grounds and stopped at the last one. It was not because he had a change of heart and wanted to stop this farce, but because he saw a familiar person.

"Cui Cui, why are you here? Uh, I mean, I didn't expect to see you here, no, well, anyway, as long as you understand what I mean."

He was very surprised because all the people training here are very promising. Although from a personal emotional point of view, Chen Mo feels that Huang Cui is not inferior to others, this is an idea of ​​protecting one's shortcomings.

However, he felt that asking this question might seem a bit disrespectful, so he hesitated.

"I have learned the Dark Desolate Incarnation Technique."

Huang Cui would definitely not bother with him and just said this.

"Oh?! You have the qualifications too."

Chen Mo suddenly remembered that Li Bing had said before that in addition to a small number of people with potential, most of the people in the training camp were those who had learned the Minghuang Incarnation Technique.

This technique has immediate and outstanding effects. Once you master it, you can significantly improve your strength in a short period of time.

These people were definitely called here to train them on the correct way to use this power.

Chen Mo thought that they must have gone to the battlefield earlier than him.

Most extraordinary people would not reveal their background to others, but Huang Cui still told him very frankly: "I should not have the qualifications, my talent is not good.

But didn’t I say that my mentor asked me to practice more before? He later took me to the outskirts of the Nether Abyss, and then I was infected with an ancient Gu in a small secret realm.”

Chen Mo was not happy when he heard this: "You are my mentor, but I took you there but didn't protect you well!"

Huang Cui quickly said, "It was my own carelessness."

Chen Mo was too lazy to say more.

Logically speaking, one cannot enter the Nether Abyss unless one reaches the sixth realm. The mentor may have good intentions, but the key issue is that it is also a fact that the protection is inadequate.

But he still asked: "How is the Gu? Is it dangerous?"

"Professor Cui has already used its original characteristics and integrated it into the Dark Desolate Incarnation Technique to suppress it."

Huang Cui said it lightly, without emphasizing the difficulty of the process, "Anyway, I have become stronger now, and my Minghuang Incarnation Skill is also different from others."

"Oh? How is it different?" Chen Mo asked.

Huang Cui had a hint of pride hidden under her smile: "Shall we have a competition?"

Chen Mo was definitely not interested, but he could give face and stood up from the wheelchair.

"bring it on."

He got into position and used his hand as a knife.

Huang Cui retreated to a distance and suddenly opened her eyes. Her body underwent the same changes as those of the others who had practiced the Minghuang Incarnation Technique. The difference was that after others activated the technique, their skin would turn into a dark blue color, even close to black, but she did not have any obvious changes. She just had some inconspicuous fine lines on her skin.

The most important thing is that Chen Mo felt a different aura from her.

This was a very abstract intuition, as if the usually calm and gentle Huang Cui had at this moment turned into one of the brutal and warlike races in the underworld.

Bang!
Huang Cui suddenly started to sprint with great momentum and speed.

Chen Mo indeed saw something different from it. To be specific, it was like Ding Ling became a tough sandbag after the transformation, but Huang Cui possessed extremely violent destructive power after the transformation.

(End of this chapter)