Chapter 64 Phantom Measures

Wang Wujian looked up and glanced at the eye-catching expression of the crowd, and couldn't help grinning: "I'm not nervous yet. What are you excited about?"

"Hatch the time!" The tutor next to him shouted coldly.

Wang Wujian was shocked and quickly stepped forward and put his hand in.

The transparent soul mirror two meters away immediately flashed. At the junction of the mirror and the stone platform, something like an invisible dragon snake slid rapidly along the stone platform.

Wang Wujian's eyes widened in astonishment: "It turns out that this thing absorbs soul power!" He couldn't help but get nervous. Unconsciously, he had stimulated the martial soul and unconsciously prepared to resist.

The faint dragon snake entered the palm of his hand in an instant, and a cold moment penetrated into the muscles and bones spread all over his right arm, and then he felt that the martial soul affected the internal organs of his body tremble slightly.

"Don't use the power of the martial soul to resist the sucking power of the outside world when measuring the soul!" This is the only one from the tutor.

But the strong pain tightened Wang Wujian's two slender thick eyebrows. In order to resist more loss of soul power, he left his mentor's instructions behind. But the more you resist, the stronger the power is, and the greater the loss of the martial soul.

Soon, sweat oozed from Wang Wujian's forehead. He wanted to give up resistance and even quickly pulled out his hand, but the mysterious power seemed to consume him more, tightly adsorbing him and increasing the sucking effect on his soul power.

"Didn't I tell you not to resist?" Seeing this, the tutor quickly came over and scolded, and then shook back the mysterious power in his palm with a domineering soul force.

Wang Wujian gasped nervously and looked at the tutor modestly.

"Come again!" The tutor shouted coldly.

Everyone under the stage was curious, but no one dared to make a little sound, waiting for Wang Wujian, a celebrity, what will happen next?

Wang Wujian calmed down and slowly put his right hand in again. He kept reminding himself not to resist, not to resist, but it seemed to be more difficult to calm down. He suddenly realized that no matter how much pain the outside world gave him, he could not help but take measures of defense or resistance.

The temperamental dragon snake bit the palm of Wang Wujian's hand again. This time, Wang Wujian clearly felt that the fact was not so painful. At most, it stung slightly like being pricked by a needle.

But the next situation made the slightly calm Wang Wujian resist again. The time for the dragon snake to suck up was far above others, and even if Wang Wujian did not launch any resistance, the soul mirror was either gray or there was no change.

Wang Wujian looked at the tutor next to him in astonishment, expecting him to give a reasonable explanation, especially the freak in the palm of his hand was still sucking up his poor soul power.

"How could this happen?" The tutor also looked at the soul mirror with a confused face, and then went to Wang Wujian and grabbed his arm and pressed it down fiercely.

Dean Pu and others sitting on the side couldn't help but stand up and even want to come over to find out, and their eyes were either surprised or suspicious.

"I've pressed it very tightly!" Wang Wujian said angrily, and the tutor also felt puzzled. Wang Wujian was really heartbroken. There is a saying: a drop of essence, ten drops of blood; a wisp of soul power, ten years of hard work. But at this time, the soul power was insatiably sucked up by the damn freak, and it was impossible to judge his martial soul attributes, which was ** naked demand and there was no reward.

Wang Wujian has long had had enough of this feeling of soul power leakage. If it hadn't been for the tutor's death press of his hand in the stone platform, he would have resisted.

Just when the tutor also wanted to give up, the soul mirror suddenly showed a stable earthy yellow color, and the yellow part in the mirror was even - his martial soul actually grew to the medium original soul level.

"Wow..." There was an exclamation under the stage, which is the highest growth level of the martial soul so far.

"The attribute of the martial soul belongs to the earth." The tutor looked at Wang Wujian and breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned his eyes to the other teachers who also paid attention to him, showing a confused look to each other.

Wang Wujian was not proud or happy because of the highest growth level of his martial soul. Instead, he was depressed because he passed more than half of his soul power in the blink of an eye, but there was nothing he could do. He did not have the ability to ask for soul power from the soul mirror.

Wang Wujian returned to the reserved seat. These rows of students are all students with martial soul attributes. When everyone has finished testing, the college will distribute one of the "Five Element Special Skills" series according to the different attributes of the martial soul.

Wuling with different attributes can only exert its greatest advantage in actual combat by contacting the skills that suit them. The top-secret textbook set of the college combines the strengths of a hundred schools, including thousands of years of experience, which can be called the method that Wuling must learn. This is why the martial arts spirit cultivated by Shengwu Academy, strength and war One of the reasons why the fighting power is far above others.

The test results of some students often make Wang Wujian feel incredible, such as Yu Chiyan, who is as cold as frost. The martial soul attribute is actually fire. Can't he think of how such an indifferent girl can display her flam skills?

The long-awaited set of textbooks was finally distributed to everyone. Wang Wujian was very grateful to the college for providing such a systematic and scientific way and method of cultivation.

He gently stroked the cover of the textbook. It was the lightning that condensed into a light ball and roared on the ground. The top of the light ball blew up a few shocking black characters - "Seven Shocks of the Sky Secret".

A stream of blood rushed straight to the top door of Wang Wujian. He quickly turned to the catalogue, attracting attention one by one, and the domineering names appeared on the page of the book.

"Seven Earthquakes of the Sky Secret": the secret of one earthquake of mountains and rivers, the secret of two shocks of mortal life, the secret of three shocks of ghosts, the secret of four shocks of the earth, the secret of five shocks of the sky, the secret of six shocks of human beings, the secret of the sky.

When you reach a certain level, these seven shocks can integrate and complement each other, such as the mountain and river life formula, the sky ghost formula and other seven, seven or forty-nine derivative techniques, which can be said to be thousands of changes and extremely powerful.

There are two other defensive techniques for this trick; earth shield, strong people can use the spiritual power of the earth to resist all damage; the ground control formula, guided by their own martial soul to turn the earth into me, so that everything on the earth can not be moved.

"It's so dazzling. I can't wait to try it out!" Wang Wujian said to himself excitedly that the colorful pictures fascinated him, far more than seeing the beautiful pictures of beautiful women.

However, you can't become a prospective master with this set of secrets. If you want to use it to create strong lethality, you must first practice techniques and formulas. More importantly, any skill must be backed by a strong martial soul. As far as Wang Wujian is concerned, he is only suitable for practicing the first layer, that is, the first earthquake - the mountain and river secret, but if he wants to integrate the first move, it is enough for him to practice hard for a long time.

Wang Wujian's excitement lasted for two days before he calmed down. At this time, he began to pay attention to everything in "normal life". He looked through the tricks of the other three roommates with great interest, trying to see something from them that could improve his strength.