Many of Wang Zhong's strange combat techniques, such as Ghostly Steps and Second Drive, were extracted from the clown and the Federation's combat techniques. Wang Zhong liked to come up with new ideas because of his life's experiences. The Federation's combat techniques were meticulous, step-by-step, and diligent training. Wang Zhong, on the other hand, liked to break through and innovate. For example, the Federation's most respected technique was to advance in a straight line, fast, accurate, and ruthless. Ghostly Steps would definitely be scolded by the instructors.
Wang Zhong was immersed in the Laforgue Infinite Slash Cross Wheels. Ever since he saw the helix's mysteries, he suddenly understood the true meaning of the Infinite Slash. He had been training with one hand for the past two days to understand this, causing Ma Dong to think that Wang Zhong's injuries hadn't fully healed.
"Wang Zhong, don't be too obsessed with this thing." Ma Dong couldn't help but advise him. Although this unorthodox weapon seemed powerful, it was very easy to go astray. "Properly recover your body. It won't be a loss to complete the CHF."
Wang Zhong smiled. "It's nothing. I really did gain some insights. How's Barran?"
"He's fine for the time being. It's not that he can't be healed. There's some on the black market, but do you know how much it costs? 80 million Federation credits! Why don't you just rob a bank?" Ma Dong curled his lips and sighed with emotion.
Money was really easy to earn. Ma Dong's channels were very deep. Not to mention this kind of injury, even if it was more serious, he would still be able to cure it. It was just that the price wasn't something an ordinary person could afford. Even better things required more than just credits. It even involved the exchange of benefits between large families. Although the Assassin Family was an aristocratic family, they weren't at the top. Ma Dong had only heard of them, but he hadn't come into contact with them.
Ma Dong chattered with Wang Zhong for a while. Wang Zhong also discovered that Ma Dong's attitude had changed recently. He wasn't so garrulous in the past.
"There's something wrong with you, kid. Did you quarrel with Milami?" Wang Zhong asked with a smile.
"How could that be? I'm fine. It's just that the things you guys experienced this time made me sigh with emotion." Ma Dong smiled, but a trace of loneliness flashed through his eyes.
After the class ended, Ma Dong left first. Wang Zhong went to the Prodigy Society to train. He could train his one hand, but the most important thing was to think.
As he fumbled around with the cross wheels, Wang Zhong's mind was filled with the spiralling trajectories that filled the skies. The endless spiralling force and the ability to borrow force from one's surroundings were all basic concepts that anyone could understand. However, how to use them was a completely different matter.
However, after experiencing the spatial crack, Wang Zhong had a glimmer of hope in his heart. Would the combination of his spiralling soul power and spiralling force, coupled with this mystical weapon, be able to create a miracle?
As he thought about it, Wang Zhong took action. The cross wheels whizzed out, exploding against the target before bouncing back. With a wave of his hand, Wang Zhong merely touched the target, causing the cross wheels to immediately fly back.
The key lay in the technique of the first move. After that, there was no need to stop the wheel every time. Even if he caught it, he had to maintain the rotation. This was the key.
On the other side, Emily was also seriously training. After returning from the group training, Emily was the one who worked the hardest. This was the first time she felt the uselessness of the family's halo. In combat, the only thing one could rely on was one's own strength. If not, one would only be a burden to others. The little lass felt slightly guilty. She believed that the reason Barran had suffered such heavy injuries was due to her incompetence. If Barran hadn't thrown away his shield to save her, he wouldn't have ended up like this.
All along, Emily didn't have high expectations for her future. She simply wanted to pursue a dream. As for whether she could achieve it or what kind of assassin she would become, she didn't have any expectations. However, this group training had indeed taught her a lesson.
Although no one knew his exact strength, Scarlet and the others knew that Grai was the hope of the Tianjing squadron. At the very least, he was able to prevent Tianjing Academy from suffering the tragedy of a clean sweep. Grai's strength had already surpassed the standards of the Tianjing squadron. It was only his looks and low profile that caused people to overlook this point in the majority of the time.
At this moment, Grai was in Barran's ward. Barran smiled and said, "Grai, don't waste your Soul Power. Senior said he has a way."
Grai smiled faintly and said, "I can only do this much. At the very least, I can prevent your Soul Sea from deteriorating."
Over the past few days, Grai would come alone every day. As usual, he would help Barran maintain his Soul Sea. Although Barran couldn't say how effective it was, his Soul Sea had indeed not deteriorated.
Under normal circumstances, once a Soul Sea collapsed, it wouldn't stop. Instead, it would continue to collapse. Being an ordinary person wasn't enough. If one's Soul Sea collapsed too badly, one would become an idiot.
However, Barran's Soul Sea had indeed stabilized. In fact, even the doctors were very surprised. They could only say that this brat's luck was rather good, as he hadn't encountered the worst case scenario.
Even Barran himself was clear about this point. Grai didn't explain. After spending over an hour helping Barran, Grai appeared slightly exhausted.
"Senior, do you have any methods?" Asked Grai as he drank some water from a nurse. Whenever Grai came, the nurses in the hospital would become extremely proactive.
"Senior didn't say, but he told me that there wouldn't be any problems." Barran replied, his eyes still filled with trust.
Grai gawked slightly before nodding his head. Even he couldn't think of any methods. The only thing he could do was to prevent the situation from deteriorating. Barran's foundation wasn't considered good. It was impossible for him to endure such an eruption of Soul Sea. Ordinary new humans didn't have such strong endurance.
Did Wang Zhong have any methods? Frankly speaking, Grai couldn't think of any. Perhaps the Federation had some methods, but it wasn't something that Wang Zhong could come into contact with.
The structure of the old era wasn't a benevolent world. In this era, the hierarchy was even stricter. A medicine that could heal one's Soul Sea would definitely be left for someone more valuable. It wasn't something that could be bought with money.
Grai could help Barran sort out his Soul Power. Although he couldn't cure him, he could at least allow Barran to live like a normal person.
Barran's eruption shocked Grai. He truly didn't think that such a weak person could erupt with such power. This fellow was actually very talented, but it was a pity.
"Barran, rest well. I'll come and see you tomorrow." Grai smiled faintly and said to the nurse, "I'll leave my friend in your care."
The nurse felt as if she was bathing in a spring breeze. "Student Grai, please be at ease. I'll definitely do my best!"
Grai left. Barran lay on his bed and looked out the window. He wasn't stupid and still had some common sense. In his current situation, there was simply no hope. In fact, he had thought of committing suicide. He didn't want to be a burden to others, but Wang Zhong had indeed left him with hope.
That night, in the OP training room. Wang Zhong didn't have time to wait for his right hand to fully recover. He was only one or two matches away, so he needed to get it as soon as possible.
All-Mouthy King appeared.
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