Such heavy boots. Zhang Yuanqing's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He guessed from Fu Qingyang's slightly trembling arm that this prop was not light.
But he didn't expect it to be so heavy that it directly broke his arm bone.
No, the boots are so heavy, why didn't Fu Qingyang remind me? Zhang Yuanqing looked up and saw Fu Qingyang's cold and mischievous expression.
How petty, still angry about "disgrace"?
"Ah, this pair of boots is as light as a feather in the hands of the centurion, but in my hands, it is a weight of ten thousand kilograms. There is indeed a huge gap between me and the centurion." Zhang Yuanqing exclaimed loudly.
Hearing this, Fu Qingyang nodded slightly: "Receive it in the item column. After recognizing the owner, it will become heavy in the general sense. Before recognizing the owner, you can't lift it."
Zhang Yuanqing nodded, but did not put the boots away immediately, because at this time, the item attribute introduction just appeared:
[Name: Hou Tu Boots]
[Type: Footwear]
[Function: Mountain God (incomplete); fatal kick]
[Introduction: This shoe is made of silk from the holy mountain, as light as a feather, and hard to cut with a knife. It was buried in the holy mountain for 33 years, swallowing the dragon vein and earth energy, and refining the essence of all directions. It is called: Hou Tu Boots. ]
[Note 1: It is one of the parts of the heavenly worship dress, and the remaining three are: crown, robe, and belt. It is said that collecting all four sets can reveal the secret of longevity. ]
[Note 2: Wear it, and from then on you will be an honest person, and live a down-to-earth life. ]
[Note 3: As we all know, honest people have good endurance. ]
Mountain God? I remember that Mountain God is the name of the job after the earth monster is transferred. Incomplete means that it only has some of the abilities of the mountain god. Notes 2 and 3 are obviously the price. The three words "honest man" make me a little panic.
Zhang Yuanqing thought about it and put the Hou Tu boots pressed on his arm into the inventory to complete the recognition of the master.
The next second, the Hou Tu boots were summoned from the inventory and fell on the carpet with a bang.
Zhang Yuanqing, with his arms shrugged, raised his left foot, without taking off his shoes, and reached into the shoe opening of the Hou Tu boots. The shoe opening expanded by itself and easily accommodated his left foot.
It's not as convenient to wear as the red dance shoes, but it's okay. Zhang Yuanqing put on his right foot in the same way.
The moment he put on the boots, he naturally understood the function and role of the Hou Tu boots, and also understood his price.
First is the fatal kick, which condenses the power of the earth in the leg and can kick out a blow of the saint level. It can only be used three times a day.
With this ability alone, I can kill ordinary extraordinary walkers in seconds. Well, Zhang Yuanqing was delighted when he was fighting with pure physical body.
The second is the mountain god. The mountain god has two abilities:
One, absorb the essence of the earth veins.
Absorb the essence of the earth veins and transform it into a constant flow of physical strength. This is why the earth monster has infinite endurance.
As long as you step on the ground, you will not be tired even if you fight for three days and three nights.
It would be great if the donkey in the production team could have this skill. Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart.
Two, refine an area and become the "god" in this area. The name of the mountain god comes from this.
The most ideal area to choose is the deep mountains, because in this way the mountain god can use the terrain to deal with enemies even if they are higher than his own level.
The second is the flat land, and the worst is the city.
"It sounds like the mountain god in myths and legends, so is there a water god? In addition, refining an area and the water and fire formation of the Yin-Yang robe can complement each other." Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself.
In terms of cost, note 1 has two costs, one is an honest man and the other is down-to-earth.
The so-called honest man means that his temperament will become dull and honest. The most intuitive explanation is that one day Guan Ya asked him if he had peeked at the young lady's breasts today.
Usually, Zhang Yuanqing would answer: I only looked at yours.
After putting on Hou Tu boots, his answer was: I, I looked at several young ladies (with a face full of shame)
Another cost: down-to-earth.
Literally, when wearing Hou Tu boots, the range of leaping will be greatly reduced, basically restricted to the ground.
Note 2 is both a cost and an ability. The endurance mentioned here is not only physical strength, but also mental endurance, such as patience, the intensity of endurance of pain, the ability to withstand provocation, etc.
At this time, Fu Qingyang on the side commented:
"Hou Tu Boots is a good item. If you can make good use of the power of the mountain god, you can compete with Zhao Chenghuang."
With Yuanshi's current strength, he is actually a step behind Zhao Chenghuang.
Without that set of armor, Yuanshi's Yin corpse will be destroyed in a short time. At that time, Zhao Chenghuang will cooperate with the Yin corpse to launch a siege, and Yuanshi will definitely lose.
Try to wear the Yin-Yang robe again to see if there is a set skill. Zhang Yuanqing seemed not to hear Fu Qingyang's words and took out the Yin-Yang robe from the inventory.
Since it is a set, there must be a bonus between the parts, otherwise it would not be called a set.
But this bonus needs to be collected to appear, or as long as there are two pieces, Zhang Yuanqing is not sure.
Swish
The robe unfolded and draped over the shoulders.
Zhang Yuanqing carefully sensed it for a moment, with a look of surprise on his face.
As expected, there is a set skill. When the Yin-Yang magic circle is unfolded, the water and fire clones will no longer be the flame man and the water body. The Houtu boots will give the two clones entities - the clay man!
The clay man's body is indestructible and powerful.
Zhang Yuanqing was surprised that he finally made up for the defect of insufficient output of the water and fire clones.
If there are Houtu boots in the ring match, the Yin-Yang magic circle is unfolded, and Zhang Yuanqing guarantees that he can beat Zhao Chenghuang so badly that even his grandfather won't recognize him.
"What is this robe of yours."
Fu Qingyang was stunned for a moment, with a look of astonishment in his eyes.
As a scout, he saw the truth from Yuanshi's micro-expression and the action of taking out the robe.
Zhang Yuanqing did not hide it: "This robe is a hidden item I got from Yinyang Town. It is one of the Heaven Sacrifice Set, and so is the Houtu Boots."
Fu Qingyang has suppressed his astonishment and nodded slightly:
"No wonder you asked me to check the properties of the Houtu Boots. The set is very rare. So far, we have collected and known no more than ten sets. Each set is priceless.
"Even the elders find it difficult to collect a complete set. Yuanshi, you are very lucky."
Zhang Yuanqing showed an unstoppable smile on his face: "I plan to collect the Heaven Sacrifice Set, so that I can use it until I reach the Domination Realm."
Fu Qingyang: "This is difficult. There are only a handful of people who have collected the set in the Five Elements Alliance, and each one is a child of destiny."
Zhang Yuanqing asked: "Who in our official team has collected the set?"
Fu Qingyang: "Me! "
I shouldn't have asked. It turned out that I was waiting for Zhang Yuanqing to bow down and say, "The centurion is awesome! Who else can be the master but me? By the middle of the year, I will become the master, step into the sky, and dominate the Five Elements Alliance."
Fu Qingyang glanced at him and said, "Take a rest first, heal your broken bones, and stay here for lunch."
Two o'clock in the afternoon, the arena.
One after another, the empty audience seats became crowded in two or three seconds, and they were all black with heads.
Zhang Yuanqing appeared randomly somewhere in the audience seats, and none of the official travelers around him knew him.
But others knew him.
"Ah~ Yuanshi Tianzun!! "
The one who screamed was a pretty girl, covering her mouth with a look of surprise.
The female companions beside her also had excited and excited expressions.
I am now an idol-level figure. Zhang Yuanqing was delighted and was about to use his social skills to have a good chat with several young ladies. Suddenly, he saw Guan Ya in the distance, looking at this side with a smile.
The teachings of the life mentor flashed through his mind.
Zhang Yuanqing nodded slightly, imitated Fu Qingyang's posture, walked past the female colleagues with a cold face, walked slowly, and walked towards the old driver.
"Hey, he is so cold, and he is different from the lively performance during the competition."
"Cold is good, it means he will not hook up with girls randomly. I like abstinent male gods. "
Women like abstinent male gods, just like men like iceberg beauties. Although I can't get them, they are still pure. Men and women with loose styles will not have a good reputation, because the pursuers who covet their beauty know that their male gods and goddesses are sleeping with others every day.
The words of the life mentor once again emerged in his mind.
"Sister Guan Ya!" He sat down next to the old driver.
Zhang Yuanqing knew that his behavior of looking for her first after entering the venue would definitely win her favor, and his cold attitude towards the "fans" just now would increase his favorability again.
"Well! "Guan Ya nodded with a bright smile, her eyes hidden with satisfaction.
The chaotic and noisy seat change ended quickly. The queen did not watch today's game. Guan Ya said that she happened to be on duty today, so she could only stay in reality with tears.
As for Little Green Tea and Jiang Jingwei, Zhang Yuanqing did not see them.
Amid the sound of scales colliding, the armored swordsman appeared on the stage. After a simple opening speech, the spiritual realm practitioners present received the battle list popped up by the spiritual realm.
"Fengdu Ghost King vs Yiwei Dujiang"
"Lingjun vs Milky Red Powder Head"
"Fu Qingyang vs Holy Fire"
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Zhang Yuanqing quickly scanned the battle list and said in surprise:
"It's just the beginning, and there are so many star players on the stage? "
In the extraordinary stage of the competition, there were not many star players on the first day.
Guan Ya explained: "The number of deacons is not large. In a super first-tier city like Songhai, there are only a dozen or twenty saints, and they may not necessarily participate in the ring competition. "
Many older saints will not participate in the battle unless they are confident that they can squeeze into the top ten.
On the one hand, they may not participate in the killing copy, and on the other hand, it is shameful to lose.
The deacon is the backbone of the official. On weekdays, the elders are not out, and the deacon is the highest leader that the official practitioners can contact.
The leader's face is more important than anything else.
Zhang Yuanqing said "oh oh" a few times and waited patiently. Soon, the first group of players appeared.
The ghost king of Fengdu is about thirty years old, wearing a black shirt and black pants. He has an ordinary appearance, but he has an indescribable nobleness and a vaguely domineering aura.
It is very eye-catching.
Yiwei Dujiang is a woman with a soft figure, beautiful, calm, and you can't tell her age.
After the two entered the field, the armored swordsman said loudly:
"Start! "
The Ghost King of Fengdu took out a small round mirror slowly, looked at his face, and then snapped his fingers.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Three burly corpses jumped into the field, bringing the sound of boulders rolling down. They wore the same clothes, had the same hairstyle, and stood in exactly the same posture.
"Does this Ghost King of Fengdu have obsessive-compulsive disorder?" Zhang Yuanqing teased.
"It's stereotyped! "Guan Ya gave a positive answer based on her own observation.
Zhang Yuanqing looked at the cold face of the Ghost King of Fengdu again, which was rigid, serious, and unsmiling.
He thought to himself that it was no wonder that Yin Ji didn't like the Ghost King of Fengdu and turned to the arms of the Demon King. The Demon King was sweet-mouthed, good-natured, and strong, and he was obviously more attractive to women than serious men.
While his thoughts were erratic, the three Yin corpses formed a horn and rushed towards Yiweidujiang. The sound of their footsteps was steady, powerful, and rapid.
Each footstep cracked the stone slab of the arena.
Yiweidujiang's pupils suddenly contracted, his eyeballs turned amber, his pupils stood up, thick yellow hair grew under his skin, a beard extended from his mouth, his nose turned black and round, and his nails extended and curved, turning into claws.
In an instant, She turned into a delicate and sculpted catwoman.
The catwoman leaped up lightly and jumped over the heads of the three corpses, making their attacks in vain.
The catwoman landed silently without any sound, and then turned into a residual image, as fast as lightning, and rushed towards the ghost king of Fengdu.
At the same time, the stone slab under the feet of the ghost king of Fengdu grew clumps of green weeds, spreading like a carpet, turning the ground of the ring into a lawn.
The ghost king of Fengdu remained calm, jumped up several meters high, and under the attention of everyone, he went into the night and disappeared.
The catwoman immediately stopped her momentum and looked around vigilantly to see if there were any signs of being trampled on the lawn.
But the ghost king of Fengdu seemed to have disappeared.
"Where do you think he is?" Guan Ya asked in a low voice.
Zhang Yuanqing said without thinking, "On the shoulder of the corpse. "
The mixed-blood beauty looked at him in surprise. This was consistent with what she had seen, but Yuanshi was not a scout and did not wear insight glasses. He had to rely entirely on his combat wisdom to deduce it.
At this time, the figure of the Ghost King of Fengdu appeared on the shoulder of one of the corpses.
He held a small round mirror in his hand and looked at himself in the mirror. He seemed to see something satisfying in the mirror. He chuckled and then exhaled an endless amount of Taiyin power.
"Woo woo woo"
The ghost's cry resounded throughout the venue, and the temperature dropped sharply.
As the Night Wandering God, Zhang Yuanqing clearly saw wisps of green smoke floating out with the power of Taiyin, and various evil ghosts and resentful spirits appeared in the air.
There were men and women, old and young, some with hideous faces, and some with disheveled hair.
There were dozens of resentful spirits.
These resentful spirits held sickles in their hands, floating in the air, and the ghosts danced wildly.
This, is this a spirit servant? There are too many, right? No, it's not a spirit servant, it's between a spirit servant and a resentful spirit. What kind of operation is this? Zhang Yuanqing was stunned.
The resentful spirit raised the sickle high and swooped down at Catwoman.
Every time the knife hit, Catwoman screamed in pain. She could dodge the attacks of the Yin corpses with her agility, but she could not avoid these invisible ghosts.
A few minutes later, the battle was over.
The King of Ghosts in Fengdu won the victory without much effort.
It felt like he was bullying the weak. Is this the invincible one under the previous generation of masters? Why did he look in the mirror? So far, the King of Ghosts in Fengdu has used the abilities of the Night Wandering God. What about the abilities of the Star Officials? Zhang Yuanqing sighed secretly.
The second group was Lingjun and the red powder head. The latter was a plague god. His abilities in the field of bacteria and microorganisms were restrained by the healing of the beast king.
But Lingjun was not very enthusiastic. From beginning to end, he did not take the initiative to attack, because the "powder head" was a mature woman with great charm.
"Sister, which branch is your deacon?"
"Tong Province."
"Alas, I took advantage of this match, and won unfairly."
"It doesn't matter, winning or losing is not important."
"Yes, winning or losing is not important. Being able to compete with such an excellent woman like sister is my biggest gain from participating in the competition."
"As expected of Hua Gongzi, you are really good at talking."
"Sister, are you here for the reward?"
"To sharpen your skills."
After half an hour of slow fighting, the armored swordsman couldn't help but frown and shout:
"Quick fight, quick decision!"
When Lingjun heard this, he covered his chest and said "Ah": "I'm sick, I give up."
The mature woman opposite was stunned, her face full of astonishment.
Just when she was about to say something, Lingjun had already covered his chest and staggered back to the audience.
He deliberately let me do this to let me sharpen my skills a few more times. The mature woman deacon of the Water God Palace immediately understood Hua Gongzi's intentions.
At the same time, I was grateful and surprised, and my favorable impression of him increased greatly.
"Fu Qingyang and the Holy Fire are entering the arena."
As the armored swordsman finished speaking, a figure in white stood up from a certain seat. He did not jump down from the high wall like other contestants, but grabbed a blue cloak and draped it over his shoulders.
Swish!
The cloak fluttered, and a cyclone rose from Fu Qingyang's feet, carrying him to the center of the arena.
Cheers came from the audience.
"What a show-off." Zhang Yuanqing said.
Guan Ya agreed with him and said with emotion: "Qingyang has liked to act cool since he was young."
"Besides, he is stupid and rich."
"But he claims to win people over with virtue."
"Let's talk about these things in private, don't spread them."
"That's exactly what I meant."
As he spoke, a fireball rose from the audience and hit Fu Qingyang floating in the air like a cannonball.
Fu Qingyang's face turned cold, and he flicked his finger, and the fireball exploded with a "boom". In the expanding flames, a tall figure appeared.
This man was about 40 years old, with a burly figure, a beard, a domineering aura, and a sharp gaze. He was the kind of guy who would run over and ask "What are you looking at" and then punch you if someone looked at him a few more times on the street.
"Fu Qingyang!" Holy Fire said loudly:
"Everyone says you are the best below the Domination Realm. I don't accept it. I just want to learn your skills. I hope you are not just wasting your time."
Before he said anything, he was slowly falling and saw Fu Qingyang grab a Han Bafang bronze sword from the void. The sword was sharp, but the sword was covered with copper rust.
Mr. Qian, with a cold face, slashed with a sword.
The pupils of Holy Fire shrank slightly, and his body trembled violently. Countless ways of dodging flashed through his mind, but he was self-contradictory and self-denied.
In the end, he did nothing and let the sword cut open his chest and cut off his sternum.
Bang!
The Holy Fire slammed heavily on the ring, and blood burst on his chest, staining the grass red.
Fu Qingyang turned his body and floated back to the ring.
The battle was over before it even started.
The logistics team hurriedly came on stage, checked the injuries, and shouted: "Elder, you need to inject the original liquid of life."
The armored swordsman nodded slightly.
The logistics team carried the blazing holy fire and hurried away.
The whole audience was silent.
A few seconds later, there was a tidal noise.
"What? It's over? The holy fire deacon has collected the money."
"What a fake performance. I can avoid Fu Qingyang's sword, but a dignified deacon can't avoid it? Mr. Qian is worthy of being Mr. Qian."
The audience talked endlessly, accusing Fu Qingyang of playing a fake game.
Zhang Yuanqing suddenly remembered that when he hunted Hei Wuchang in the Third Primary School, the fire master of Dark Night Rose didn't even have the courage to fight Fu Qingyang in close combat.
And this holy fire deacon rushed over as soon as he came on the stage.
In comparison, this one is a proper fire master. The fire master of Dark Night Rose is simply a shame to fire masters.
Amid the discussion, Zhang Yuanqing heard Guan Ya sigh:
"This is the skill close to the Tao!"
The skill is close to the Tao. He silently recited these four words in his heart and took the opportunity to ask:
"What does this sentence mean?"
This question has troubled him for a long time.
"I told you last time that the Crossing River Soldier is called Xiao Qingyang. You have experienced the Insight Specialization of the Crossing River Soldier." Guan Ya said: "Fu Qingyang's slash is an enhanced version of the Insight Specialization of the Crossing River Soldier. Well, it has been enhanced countless times."
Zhang Yuanqing nodded. The Crossing River Soldier can predict two to three steps. When he raises the muzzle of the gun, you have a feeling that you will be hit. No matter whether you face left or right, you will be predicted by others.
"So, the centurion predicted seven or eight steps, or even more?"
Guan Ya shook her head, her face serious:
"No, if that's the case, his realm must be higher than the four words 'skills are close to the Tao'."
Higher? Zhang Yuanqing raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"
"I told you before that Fu Qingyang is not talented. He has been despised by his family elders since he was a child. Among his peers, he is below average, but he is very proud. That kind of pride comes from his bones. Sometimes I don't understand why he is so proud when he is so weak. Why? It is because of his blind pride that he is often bullied by his peers in the family." When Guan Ya talked about this, her eyes were full of memories, emotion, and admiration.
"Until I was 15 years old, in a fighting competition held by the family, he knocked me unconscious with a wooden sword. He only used one sword. But that sword was fast, fierce and accurate, and I was caught off guard.
"Later I learned that in the past seven or eight years, Fu Qingyang only practiced one move, that is, slashing!
"He knew that he was not talented, so he did not learn fighting, did not learn moves, but only practiced slashing. He concentrated all his energy and efforts on one move and made it reach the pinnacle.
"I lost with a sincere heart, because I knew that the sword condensed his pride and half of his life's efforts. When he drew the sword, he was already invincible."
Guan Ya sighed:
"After becoming a spiritual realm walker, he integrated insight into slashing and continued to practice day and night. The elders of the family still did not think highly of him. They all felt that his path was too narrow. He only knew one move, which meant that he was easily targeted.
"It is indeed the case. Back then, he was like the current river crossing soldier, very strong but not outstanding. It was not until he was promoted to the Saint Realm that we were shocked to find that he had turned this sword into a rule."
Speaking of this, Guan Ya looked at the dumbfounded Yuan Shi and nodded:
"Yes, it is the rule, the rule of rule-based props.
"His slash cannot be avoided, you can only resist it, even the master cannot avoid it, just like your pair of red dancing shoes, the dog elder can do nothing about it.
"Fu Qingyang is the first person to control the rules since the birth of the spiritual realm. Of course, I don't know if the leaders can do it."
Zhang Yuanqing murmured:
"This is, skills are close to the Tao."
He suddenly understood why Fu Qingyang looked down on geniuses, why he said these geniuses were rubbish, and why he said that the diligence of the female marshal was not worthy of her talent.
Fu Qingyang does have this capital. He is not talented, but he has a strong heart.
It's really sad and inspiring. Zhang Yuanqing said silently in his heart.
At this time, a soft and pleasant voice came from the side:
"Yuanshi Tianzun!"
Zhang Yuanqing collected his thoughts and looked in the direction of the voice. The person who came was a mature and attractive young woman.
The face was round, delicate, and the flaming red lips were like a plump peony.
Zhu Rong!