Slay the Gods: Return of the Ancient Chinese Gods, Start with the Fuxi Plate

Xiaoqing sat cross-legged beside the campfire, staring at the monster beside the fire curiously, and didn't even notice Su Yan coming in.

"There is indeed something!"

Su Yan was filled with curiosity and walked quickly towards the fire. The next moment, he showed a look of astonishment.

Its head is round, its ears are also round, the base color is white, and its eyes, nose and ears are black.

His eyes were a little dull and he kept chewing the air with his mouth, looking a little honest.

"Bear bear bear...Panda." Su Yan couldn't help but exclaim.

"Master, you're back." Xiao Qing happily swam over and pointed at the panda and asked:

"Master, is this the iron-eating beast you caught from outside? It has been sitting here blankly since it came in, and can't understand me when I ask it."

"Iron-eating beast?"

Su Yan was puzzled for a few seconds, and then he thought of various narratives from ancient myths and legends.

In ancient mythology, Chi You rode a giant panda to conquer the Central Plains and launched an earth-shaking battle with Emperor Yan and Emperor Huang. According to legend, the giant panda at that time was called "iron-eating beast".

As for the reasons for failure.

In short, the Yellow Emperor's mount is Yinglong, the Yan Emperor's mount is Huo Qilin, and the Chi You's mount is a giant panda...

Su Yan approached the fire and stood in front of the panda, looking at it carefully.

Judging from its size, it was obviously an adult iron-eating beast, which he had seen many times in the zoo before.

"Can you speak?" Su Yan asked.

The iron-eating beast stopped chewing and stared at him with its big eyes and opened its mouth wide:

"Ouch..."

Su Yan: "...I don't understand this at all!"

"Master, you haven't accepted him into the clan yet. Why not give it a try?" Xiaoqing blinked and said with interest.

"Let me try."

Su Yan stretched out his hand and waved it, and a spark flew out from the bonfire and hit the iron-eating beast's forehead.

The Iron-eating Beast stared blankly for two seconds before opening its mouth again:

"Ouch..."

"Oh, I see."

Xiaoqing showed a look of sudden enlightenment.

"Master, his birth is very similar to mine, except that he was not controlled by the original body. Instead, he has been controlling the mysterious one to wander around. After being killed, he came here."

"....I can understand it too." Su Yan said with a smile.

The iron-eating beast blinked cutely, slowly stretched out its bear claws, and a green seed floated towards Xiaoqing.

Full of greenery and vitality.

"Master, this can also be planted!"

Xiaoqing took it with surprise and pointed to a place not far away.

There is a small green tree more than one meter tall growing vigorously.

Chapter 89: Gun Skills Mastered

"Xiaoqing, what is this seed?" Su Yan asked curiously.

"Xiao Qing didn't know before it sprouted, but it should have been planted in water." Xiao Qing shook her head and said:

"Master, bring more water next time so I can build a flower pond."

Su Yan nodded slowly and looked at the iron-eating beast again.

"Aoao." The iron-eating beast drooled as it looked at the campfire.

"Eat, and you'll be called Abao from now on."

The iron-eating beast stretched out its claws, pulled out a handful of sparks from the campfire, and stuffed them into its mouth, narrowing its eyes in comfort.

There were at least a dozen sparks in that fire.

Su Yan's eyes twitched: "Xiaoqing, you are so easy to feed. You eat so little."

Xiaoqing: (￣﹁￣)

Su Yan: "...Eat it, eat it, you eat it too!"

The two foodies began to happily show off their food, and Su Yan walked to the fence.

There is enough wood, and his strength has greatly increased, so he is confident in hunting down the mysterious creature. He no longer has to worry too much about food and clothing, and it is more than enough to feed Xiaoqing and Abao.

Inside the fence, a large amount of high-quality wood was neatly stacked in a corner.

The small axe lay in the pile of firewood, and even the axe blade was a little brighter.

Su Yan counted the number with satisfaction and exited the campfire space.

In the dormitory, Cao Yuan was snoring in the bathtub, looking exhausted.

After confirming that he would not wake up, Su Yan slowly stretched out his left and right hands.

On the left hand side, a red and black flower is quietly blooming, the stamens are shaking gently, and the petals are trembling slightly.

This is Xiaoqing's companion ability "Twin Lotuses".

It does not have the parasitic ability of the Nanda snake demon, but has extremely powerful control ability.

He has not dared to use it yet, for fear that he might make mistakes due to unfamiliarity and create a bad atmosphere of incest between men and women in the training.

Starting from the fingertips of his right hand, mysterious power spread and slowly became extremely hard.

There is nothing unusual on the outside, but when you touch it with your fingers it feels like black iron.

"Hiss... This ability is so strong!"

Su Yan's eyes narrowed slightly as he thought of a use: "Local hardening, I wonder if it can be hardened somewhere else?"

He quickly sat up, pulled back the quilt, and looked down at his...right calf.

Three seconds later, Su Yan raised the corner of his mouth.

Previously, his strongest direct attack ability was "Ugly Bull", but "Ugly Bull" put a huge burden on the body and could not be used to its full potential.

There was indeed some luck involved in defeating the Nanda snake demon.

The moment Xiaoqing took control of the body, she was so cute that she completely disarmed the parasite, which gave Su Yan the opportunity to get close.

In addition, the Nanda snake demon had a defensive weakness and was beaten to death in the pit by a set of 5*100 times the force. However, Su Yan also lost one arm at that time and was unable to fight again.

At that time, a hundred times the "ugly bull" was the limit.

It’s different now. With Po’s ability, a hundred times is just the starting point.

And Po is a mount!

Su Yan couldn't help but feel happy when he thought of this.

Who could resist a ferruginous beast as a mount?

"When my clan gathers four more subordinates, including me, Xiaoqing, and Abao, there will be seven of us in total. I will also apply for a special team." Su Yan slowly closed his eyes, unable to help but let his imagination run wild:

"Po is the tank, I'm the frontline fighter, and Xiaoqing is the support..."

"zzZ~"

......

The next morning.

——Bang bang bang bang!

In the training ground, the fight between wooden spears and wooden swords was very fierce, and fragments flew everywhere.

Su Yan swept the tip of his gun across to force Lin Qiye back, then stepped back and put away his gun.

"I'm not going to fight anymore. Your swordsmanship is too poor. You can't even bring out half of my strength." Su Yan said with a smile.

"You are too perverted." Lin Qiye put away the wooden sword, looking a little depressed.

If Su Yan used a straight knife, he could still barely parry. But after he switched to a spear, Lin Qiye felt that the spear tip was almost endlessly swaying in front of his eyes, and every move was aimed at the vital point.

An inch longer, an inch more dangerous.

He was completely unable to fight back effectively, and would have no chance of winning even if he fought a hundred times.

"Why don't you try to adapt? I don't think you are suitable for the straight knife." Su Yan smiled mysteriously.

"Flexibility?" Lin Qiye asked curiously.

"Your swordsmanship is tangible but soulless, and each move is extremely rigid." Su Yan explained:

"It's like painting. No matter how realistic your painting is, if it doesn't reflect your emotions, it's just an empty painting. The same goes for swordsmanship. No matter how well you practice the moves, if they don't contain your own understanding of the sword spirit, it will ultimately be just mechanical repetition."

Su Yan paused and said, "If you use this kind of swordsmanship against Lao Zhao, he will kneel down and beg you not to die after five moves."

"then what do I do?"

Lin Qiye was a little anxious. He also found that his swordsmanship had improved very slowly during this period. Even many freshmen who were far less powerful than him began to surpass him in swordsmanship.

Not to mention Molly, the swordsmanship genius, who can now suppress him in swordsmanship sparring.

"Flexibility." Su Yan said seriously:

"Try the captain's double-sword fighting style. I think it suits you very well."

"Double swords?" Lin Qiye hesitated. "Mastering double swords is at least three times harder than mastering a single sword. Do you think I can do it?"

Su Yan rolled his eyes: "You can do it, I said, I calculated it for you!"

"Then I can do it!"

Lin Qiye's eyes were bright and he nodded confidently.

On the sidelines, Instructor Han was taking notes gloomily, feeling like he was always living in Su Yan's shadow.