Martial Arts: I Have Diligence Reward System-Chapter 578 - 214: The Duke Who Loves to Court Death_4

Moreover, Su Yue in the Lingchi is enduring an impact, with pressure a hundred times greater than others, or even more.

How exactly does he do it?

This time, after coming out, will Su Yue go back in again?

Fang Jingmiao's hands were trembling.

"Don't be too surprised, he's just a beast, you'll get used to it over time."

Du Jing's Book stepped forward, calmly nodded, and consoled Fang Jingmiao with a sentence.

You all are quite lucky to have been friends with Su Yue from the start.

The toughest part was actually for me.

You all should try being enemies with Su Yue, then you'll taste the deepest despair.

Speaking of it is all tears.

Thankfully, I realized it early on, otherwise, if I'd still been obsessed, I might have been driven mad by Su Yue.

It's truly a past that one doesn't want to remember.

"Princess, what do we do?"

At this moment, those medical staff came up and asked.

The duke's body, all his indicators were in peak condition, there was no meaning in them staying here.

"You go busy yourselves for a while, come back in 50 minutes."

Fang Jingmiao said.

Although Su Yue had shocked her greatly, he was after all under impact, who knows if there would be life-threatening danger.

"Understood!"

The medical personnel nodded, unable to voice their complaints.

Running back and forth, it's so exhausting.

...

Inside the Lingchi.

Time was ticking away.

215 times!

262 times!

294 times!

351 times!

In the process of cultivating pressure position tactics, Su Yue became gradually more adept.

This is the advantage of deducing battle tactics by oneself.

In the process of cultivating, even if there's a slight misfit, Su Yue can freely adjust and correct, since the original formula is in his mind.

Therefore, his cultivation speed is very fast.

"Just two or three more times, and the impurities in my body will almost be cleared out.

"Sure enough, anything has both benefits and drawbacks.

"I took more than ten times the pills of others, so the impurities in my body are also ten times theirs. If not for the strength being so fierce and overbearing, ordinary purification alone might not be thorough even after 30 times."

Su Yue sighed inwardly.

...

Jiangwu has a special training room, usually reserved exclusively for royal descendants.

Lately, the training room has stopped admitting anyone.

Fang Liyan used his privilege to secure three days for Gong Ling.

With Gong Ling's talent of breaking through to the second grade at 18, she had ample time to break through to the third grade in three days.

After all, Gong Ling hadn't consumed anything like the Pague Grass before, so she had no drug resistance in her body, and her breakthrough speed would be quick.

Pague Grass is a Spirit Medicine with a heavy peculiar smell, and Jiangyuan Country hadn't completely refined it into a pill. Due to its peculiar medicinal properties, Pague Grass lacked the meaning for re-refinement.

But after some special compression processing, Pague Grass could still barely be swallowed.

If one swallows fresh Pague Grass raw, anyone would vomit.

Even so, every time Gong Ling took it, it was excruciating.

Pague Grass truly smells foul, really foul.

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

The spiritual pressure in the training room was activated to its maximum state, Gong Ling sat in the center, furiously operating her Qi Ring.

Although Jiangwu's training room was not as good as the four major Martial Arts Academies and Warring States Military Academy of Divine Land, compared to some A-grade marshal schools of Divine Land, it still matched evenly, and the pressure on Gong Ling's body was sufficient.

Fang Liyan waited quietly outside the door.

The hidden injuries in his body tormented him constantly.

Countless times, Fang Liyan wanted to end it himself, to be reincarnated sooner and get relief.

But he couldn't bear to leave Gong Yuzhen's grave.

"Master, if you can see from the heavens above, please let your great-granddaughter take away the Chief Mystery Bow.

"That was the lifelong effort of yours."

Fang Liyan prayed silently.

Within the training room.

Gong Ling's Qi blood was rapidly escalating, unprecedentedly fast.

One has to admit, this Pague Grass is particularly terrifying.

Gong Ling had never experienced such a surging speed before; it was simply astounding.

But she wasn't too envious of the Martial Artists of Jiangyuan Country, even somewhat pitying them.

Too hollow.

Right.

While Pague Grass could exert great spiritual power, even several times stronger than Divine Land's Tangzhu Pill.

The quality of Qi blood was disappointingly poor.

The impurities left by Pague Grass in a martial artist's body are also dozens of times in quantity.

Gong Ling, having cultivated for only half a day, could already feel the slowing rotation speed of her Qi Ring.

It felt like riding a bicycle.

Your axle not only lacks lubricant but is instead plugged with glue.

Furthermore, the originally inflated tire was slowly losing air.

Though the wheel was mindlessly expanding, too many impurities, and the deflated tire, resulted in being unable to pedal as the cyclist.

This was simply walking downhill.

Indeed.

If one relied solely on Pague Grass for cultivation, it would truly destroy one's foundation.

"Three days are unnecessary, by this time tomorrow, I can probably break through to the third grade.

"After the third grade, I will never touch Pague Grass again in my life."

Gong Ling furrowed her brows.

Ultimately, this was simply a harmful thing.

If one keeps destroying their foundation like this, breaking through to the fourth grade would really be the limit.

The Qi Ring would stagnate to a halt.

Even the Qi acupoints in the body would clog, making it impossible to naturally inhale and exhale spiritual energy.

This is a truly lousy experience.

Fortunately, the Lingchi of Jiangyuan Country can remove impurities, otherwise, I'd be ruined.

Third grade.

Sufficient to comprehend the Nine Forms of the Mystery Bow.

...

Wet Lands!

Mao Yao City.

This is a city of the Yangxiang Race.

The Divine Elder who governs this city is called Mo Kai.

Mo Kai's sphere of influence covers seven cities of the Yangxiang Race, with innumerable garrison camps.

Recently, he himself has been stationed in Mao Yao City.

The air in the Wet Lands is always sticky and musty, with a consistently oppressive gloom.

300 li away lies two human fortresses, which lead to two Wet Ghost Towers.

Because the space in the Wet Lands differs from Earth, the distance between these two Wet Ghost Towers in Jiangyuan Country is quite far, each situated in separate cities.

Yet in the Wet Lands, the distance between the two fortresses is only over 80 li.

However, between the two fortresses lies a toxic miasma zone.

For many years, Mo Kai's opponent has consistently been Jiangyuan Country.

He had not launched a full-scale assault but had been continually infiltrating.

This place, unlike the highly guarded Divine Land, allowed him to infiltrate Yangxiang Sect members through the two fortresses into the National Guardian Master Team, and thus smuggle vast quantities of raw herbs, providing the Earthly Yangxiang Sect with unlimited funds.

Many funds used by the Yangxiang Race against Divine Land comes from Jiangyuan Country.

"Divine Elder, the Ninth-grade Grand Elders of the four tribes... they've all arrived."

Mo Kai was gazing at the distant fortress.

At this time, the Eight-grade City Lord approached carefully and said.

"Good, I know."

Mo Kai nodded.

"The martial artists of Divine Land have truly become increasingly powerful and uncontrollable in recent years.

"Impressive indeed.

"But if it weren't for your excessive strength, how could these mindless races unite?

"Once Jiangyuan Country is seized, I will retaliate against Divine Land.

"If Divine Land truly dares to behead my three sons, I will make all border cities accompany them in burial."

Mo Kai gnashed his teeth.

Steel Bone Race, Four-Armed Race, Palm Eye Race, Blood Boiling Race.

The Ninth-grade Grand Elders of the four tribes in Wet Lands had all notably arrived.

...

PS: I've suddenly realized a rather shocking issue.

Perhaps if the updates are late, everyone's votes would be cast for other books?

It's quite terrifying.