Yang Fan came in front of Jin Wenze and smiled politely at him. He raised his hand and gently waved it in front of Jin Wenze's eyes.
Jin Wenze felt a cool aura enter his eyes, which was very comfortable.
He unconsciously closed his eyes and let this comfortable and gentle aura soak into the skin around his eyes.
After only a second or so, when he opened his eyes again, the redness and pain around his eyes had disappeared.
Jin Wenze saw a trace of surprise and amazement in Zhu Yuchen and Duan Xiaorui's eyes. Obviously, the bruises on his face might have been completely healed.
The psionic energy in a martial artist's body had the effect of moving blood and qi and healing injuries, but its effect would definitely not be as obvious as Yang Fan's.
"Yang Fan, what is this? It's amazing! "
Duan Xiaorui curiously asked Yang Fan.
Yang Fan smiled and said, "It's a special kind of primary healing technique. It has some effect on some external injuries. In the Challenge Tournament, if anyone is accidentally injured, you can let me treat them. "
Duan Xiaorui nodded gently. Yang Fan said it lightly, but no one present could see that this was more than just a little effect. To be able to heal Jin Wenze's panda eyes so quickly, this healing technique was at least ten times faster than their recovery with the help of psionic energy.
Ten times, how much time could it save for them?
They just didn't know how effective it was on knife wounds or lacerations. If it could be so effective, it could almost be called a healing technique.
On the other side.
After being intimate with Ansheng for a full three minutes, Chu Feiyun finally let go of Ansheng's right hand in satisfaction. At this moment, Ansheng's palm had been crumpled into a ball, and his joints had been completely deformed. He could not even stretch his hand out.
Seeing that Yang Fan had healed Jin Wenze's panda eyes with a wave of his hand, An Sheng's eyes lit up amidst the excruciating pain. With a whoosh, he rushed to Yang Fan's side, raised his chicken claw-like right hand, and looked at Yang Fan pitifully. "Brother Fan, please help me!"
Jin Wenze turned his head to look at Yang Fan's claw. It was red and swollen. His blood and qi were cut off, and his meridians were blocked. He couldn't help but be happy. This was really karma. Ansheng, this fatty, finally met his nemesis.
However, Chu Feiyun was really ruthless this time. Under normal circumstances, it would take at least three days to fully recover from such injuries.
It seemed that Chu Feiyun wanted Ansheng to be in a state of recuperation before the start of the Challenge Tournament.
Sure enough, one should never be too cocky. If one's tail was too high, it would be easy to expose one's butt. There would always be someone who would poke your butt.
Yang Fan looked at Ansheng's injuries and couldn't help but shake his head. Was Chu Feiyun so easy to tease? Lai Hao was also the former number one in South China. He had real skills.
Looking at the fatty's pitiful appearance, Yang Fan waved his hand again and silently chanted the Primary Healing Technique. Then, a pale white light that only Yang Fan could see slowly gathered on Ansheng's right claw.
"You used the Primary Healing Technique on your disciple Ansheng. The treatment was successful. The injury on Ansheng's hand has been greatly relieved. Sect loyalty + 1, skill proficiency + 2."
Oh!
Yang Fan raised his eyebrows. It actually increased the sect's loyalty by one point. That's rare.
Ansheng was such a stingy guy. The increase of the sect's loyalty was like squeezing toothpaste. It took a lot of effort.
Seeing that the Primary Healing Technique seemed to have the effect of increasing the sect's loyalty, Yang Fan even thought about whether he should let this kid get injured a few more times in the future. Maybe he could quickly increase the sect's loyalty to 100 points.
Ansheng didn't feel this at all. He looked at his right hand happily. It was very flexible. In the blink of an eye, it was already 99% healed. Master's healing technique was a bit awesome!
I wonder if I can learn it?
Seeing this scene, Chu Feiyun couldn't help but reveal a trace of surprise in his eyes.
It's actually healed so quickly?
Yang Fan's healing technique seemed to be very interesting.
The injury on Ansheng's hand was purposely left behind by him. There were even two hidden forces hidden in it. Although it wouldn't cripple Ansheng, it would be very painful. Moreover, it was very good to ensure that such an injury wouldn't be healed so easily.
But now, Yang Fan just casually waved Ansheng's hand like a breeze. In less than a second, Ansheng's hand was completely healed. The hidden forces hidden in it were also removed.
This kind of healing technique was a bit too awesome.
At this time, Chen Guang and Wang Zhe slowly walked in from the front yard of the school. Seeing that all six students were present and that they seemed to be very harmonious, Chen Guang couldn't help but nod his head in satisfaction.
"I won't say any more superfluous words. I wish you all success in this trip. I wish you all to bring glory to our South China Martial Arts School and strive for more teaching resources!"
After saying this, Chen Guang turned his head to look at Wang Zhe, indicating that he should also say a few words.
"Cough cough!"
Wang Zhe lightly coughed twice. His gaze swept across the six students majestically. He waved his hand and only spat out two words from his mouth.
"Let's go!"
Chen Guang couldn't help but shake his head. This Teacher Wang Zhe was very direct and capable. However, this was also good. It saved him a lot of trouble.
The cabin door of the Yunleng I Airship opened. Wang Zhe cupped his hands and bid farewell to Chen Guang. He took the lead to board the airship. After that, Yang Fan, Chu Feiyun, and the others followed one after another.
After a while, the airship slowly rose into the sky and flew away quickly under Chen Guang's gaze.
Inside the airship.
Wang Zhe gathered everyone in the hall and told the six of them in a soft voice, "The Yunleng Type-I airship is not enough to carry out ultra-long distance transportation operations. Therefore, in three hours, we will transfer to a large interprovincial airship in Dazheng City. The flight time is about one and a half days."
"At that time, we may encounter students from other cities. Remember not to have any conflicts with them. Our goal is to be the champion of the Residence of Guardians. Don't waste your energy on insignificant probing and scheming. "
Chu Feiyun said, "Teacher Wang, if someone wants to provoke us, do we have to shrink our necks and ignore them?"
Wang Zhe glanced at Chu Feiyun and whispered, "I'm telling you not to take the initiative to cause trouble, not to be cowards. If someone really wants to be beaten, why should we endure it?"
Alright!
Chu Feiyun grinned. He liked such a leading teacher.
"This time, your leader is Yang Fan. Does anyone have any objections? If so, you can raise them now." Wang Zhe glanced at the remaining people and said, "I'm a very democratic person. If more than two students say that Yang Fan is not suitable, I can consider removing his qualification as the leader."
Everyone shook their heads.
What a joke. Now, everyone in the South China Martial Arts School knew about the relationship between Wang Zhe and Yang Fan. They were not stupid. How could they tear down Yang Fan's stage in front of Wang Zhe?
Looking for a beating?
"Good." Wang Zhe nodded with satisfaction, "It seems that everyone agrees with Yang Fan. I'm very pleased."
After that, Wang Zhe waved his hand and said, "Now, you can do whatever you want for three hours. You can get to know each other, cultivate, and rest. I'll inform you in advance when we arrive at Dazheng City."
After that, the six students scattered like birds and beasts.
Yang Fan got rid of An Sheng's entanglement and chose a lounge with a bed. He closed the cabin door and lay on the bed. He directly released his spiritual power and connected it with the virtual ring on his finger.
In the next second, his mind trembled, and he found that his spiritual body had appeared in a majestic and magnificent hall.
The hall was about a hundred meters high with a dome and a square hall. The huge hall was more than a hundred meters in both horizontal and vertical directions. The pillars were gilded and the decorations on the walls and dome were extremely luxurious. Especially in the center of the dome, there was a luminous pearl the size of a round ball emitting a gentle white light, illuminating the entire hall as if it was daytime.
In the center of the hall stood a statue of a divine woman wearing a purple dress and a black veil covering her face. Other than that, the hall was empty. There were no other symbolic objects.
"Welcome, new member of the West Chu City Spirit Reader Branch, Yang Fan. Because this is your first time entering the virtual community, the system has automatically activated the guidance service for you."
At this time, a white light suddenly flashed in the palm of the statue in the hall. A little elf with wings flew and landed in front of Yang Fan. Her small mouth opened slightly and her voice was crisp.
"I'm your guidance elf, Ge Ge. If you have any questions, you can ask me directly."
Yang Fan was stunned.
Why was this style similar to playing some kind of online game? The virtual community for Spirit Reader Masters, could it be that it was a half closed type of online game?
"Who is this statue?"
Yang Fan curiously asked the little elf Ge Ge.
When the little elf heard this, her small mouth slightly opened. She looked at Yang Fan with a bit of surprise and disbelief.
"Yang Fan, are you really a Spirit Reader Master? Why don't you even recognize the greatest existence among Spirit Readers? After you awakened your spiritual energy, has your teacher never taught you anything? "
Yang Fan was a bit stunned. This little thing's expression was actually this rich, it was quite intelligent.
Incredible.
"So, who is she?"
Not caring about the little elf's shocked tone, Yang Fan continued to ask.
"Sir Spirit Emperor!" The little elf shouted in a loud voice, "The only emperor among Spirit Readers, could it be that you've never heard of her before?"
"Spirit Emperor, Ye Feiyan? I have a bit of an impression. "
Yang Fan nodded gently. A few days ago, he had just heard An Sheng explain to him once. Otherwise, he really wouldn't know who the Spirit Emperor was.
After all, he had only become a Spirit Reader Master for three to five days. It didn't seem strange that he hadn't seen the statue of the Spirit Emperor.
"Yes, it's Sir Spirit Emperor!"
Little Ge Ge solemnly looked at Yang Fan and reminded him, "However, it's very impolite for you to call out the name of Sir Spirit Emperor so directly. You should be like Ge Ge and call her Sir Spirit Emperor!"
Yang Fan felt that he had misspoken.
For the emperors of the human race, one should indeed maintain the most basic and sincere respect and respect.
Over the years, if it weren't for the fact that they were outnumbered and had formed a powerful counterbalance and deterrence against the five demon emperors of the demon clan, the Human Clan's federation would have lost its foothold on this planet a long time ago.
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