Chapter 174: I’m Not Crazy!
"I wonder if this power can fight head-on with a martial artist in the Gangsha realm?"
Feng Qing'an gently clenched his palms, and suddenly there was a loud bang in his palms. He felt the abundant and vigorous energy and blood overflowing in his body. An unprecedented sense of expansion appeared in his heart. He felt that ordinary innate realm was no longer his opponent.
However, this feeling of expansion caused by the rapid growth of strength was quickly suppressed by Feng Qing'an. He already had a deeper understanding of the warriors in the Gangsha realm.
In terms of qi and blood alone, he might be able to compete with a warrior in the Gangsha realm, but the warriors in this realm have the true qi honed by the heavenly gang and earthly evil qi, which he does not have.
There is also the fighting experience honed through hundreds of battles, and the "intention" that can increase a warrior's combat power several times or even ten times.
It is rare for an innate warrior to comprehend the "intention", but a warrior who can be promoted to the Gangsha realm must have comprehended the "intention", otherwise he will not be able to withstand the tempering of the Tiangang and Disha energy.
"Young Master!"
Sen Miao, who noticed that her bloodline had further strengthened, looked at Feng Qingan. She felt her own strength in Feng Qingan, and even a trace of Qilin bloodline?
All of this happened at the moment the soul contract was signed, which made Feng Qing'an's image even more mysterious in her eyes. She had never heard of such a thing.
"Your appearance?!"
"It's okay!"
Feng Qing'an could observe the changes in his appearance. He was now beginning to lose his human appearance. He could feel that this was all due to the influence of the power feedback from Sen Miao.
The power is one realm higher than his and comes from the Qilin bloodline. Even if it does not affect Sen Miao's origin, it is just the dissipated part that she cannot control.
But the moment they were collected by the Soul Contract and integrated into his body, they naturally affected him, making him look a little less human.
This made Feng Qing'an's thoughts inevitably begin to diverge. If there was a powerful creature with blood that was strong and pure enough, and whose strength was higher than his, and he happened to be able to make a contract with it, would he be affected by the other party's blood power the moment the soul contract was reached, and he would not even be able to maintain his human form?
So, what does a high-level beastmaster who has made contracts with many powerful creatures look like? Can he still look like a human?
it should be OK!
Feng Qing'an silently practiced the soul spell, and the ancient divine patterns on his cheeks and the green scale patterns on his neck and shoulders slowly faded until they disappeared, and his originally inhuman temperament also disappeared at this moment.
This power did not disappear, but it was hidden in his body, causing him to restrain it. His essence had indeed changed.
In other words, his essence had been affected very early on. When he made the contract with Nan Ge and Dong Huang, his increasingly powerful soul was the best proof of this. It was just that it did not affect his appearance, so he did not notice it.
Sen Miao silently glanced at Feng Qing'an who had regained his normal human appearance. It was just a simple change in appearance, but she could feel that this human, whom she had determined to follow, had an extra power similar to her, which made her instinctively feel close to him.
"It looks like they're almost done, let's go check it out!"
Feng Qing'an, feeling that he had roughly mastered the power, took a step forward, and then a rather harsh sound came from under his feet.
Snap!
Feng Qing'an looked down and saw spider-web-like cracks emerging from under his boots and rapidly spreading around. He lifted his foot and saw that the place where he had just stepped was completely crushed to pieces, exactly the size of his footprint.
“…”
It seems that the sudden surge of power this time is still too much. He needs some time to adapt before he can live a normal life. Otherwise, everywhere he passes by will be in a mess, and his every move will only bring destruction to the surroundings.
boom!
Just as Feng Qing'an was thinking about how to adapt and master the surging power in the shortest possible time, the house he had just built in front of him was suddenly pierced by a flying figure and collapsed with a loud bang.
The guy who destroyed the results of his restoration during the day rubbed a groove several feet deep on the ground, and finally crashed into the rockery. After crushing the rockery into a pile of rubble, he finally revealed his figure.
It turned out to be a burly man with tattered clothes, covered in blood, and his limbs and torso abnormally twisted and sunken. However, apart from an excited and crazy smile on the face of this seriously injured man, there was still some remnant of disbelief.
But when this big man with an extremely complicated expression noticed the two pairs of eyes falling on him, he slowly raised his head, and the expression on his face suddenly froze.
He simply ignored the auspicious figure with wings and even dragon scales on his body, and stared at the calm and indifferent young man in white. Then he pointed at Feng Qingan with trembling hands.
"Are you the Second Young Master Feng?"
He was deeply impressed by the facial features. He had seen a portrait that was 70% similar, so he could easily confirm the person's identity. But precisely because of this, he could not accept it.
Mr. Feng was here, who was the guy who had just punched him? What kind of monster was it that had learned his boxing skills in less than an hour and even began to figure out and imitate the "intention" of punching?
If it was that person's younger brother, he could accept it. As brothers, no matter how incredible the talent was, he could understand it. But now this young man was standing in front of him, what was he fighting with?
"Although this is the first time we meet, I think the Second Young Master Feng you mentioned should be me!"
Feng Qing'an looked at the warrior in front of him who had a similar expression to the guy last night, and his heart was calm.
"Who is fighting with me?"
The city defense captain asked hurriedly.
Step on
Step on
There was no need to answer. A figure emitting golden light had already walked over along the path created by the big man. Just as he clenched his fist and seemed ready to continue beating his opponent, Feng Qing'an raised his palm and made a light move.
"Alright, the winner has been decided. No need to fight any further. Come on!"
Under the incredulous gaze of the city defense captain, he fought with him to a stalemate, learned his boxing skills in a very short time, and comprehended his "intention", and finally completely crushed his golden figure, which disintegrated on the spot and turned into golden lights and parts of armor, which fell on Feng Qing'an and wrapped him up from head to toe.
The big man's eyes suddenly changed from shock to dullness. He could see clearly that there was nothing underneath the armor. In other words,
"The one I'm fighting with is my armor!"
Feng Qing'an reached out to catch the flying visor and covered his face with it. He no longer had to be so careful to restrain himself. The Minglong Armor would assist him and prevent him from destroying things around him due to unintentional actions.
"Impossible, this is impossible!"
The city defense captain who witnessed this scene instantly lost his mind. He could accept that the person he was fighting against was a martial arts genius with outstanding talent. He was already mentally prepared when he came over.
But he couldn't accept that the one who fought against him and defeated him was a set of armor. If it was the armor used by a martial arts master who left his name in history, even if it turned into a spirit and defeated him, he would accept it.
After all, it is not difficult to understand that the armor has mastered many martial arts-related techniques through being exposed to the world. After all, this ancient artifact was an experienced martial arts master the moment it was born with spirituality.
But the armor he was fighting with was not an antique at all. He could feel it. When fighting with boxing, he could feel the unfamiliarity and immaturity of the opponent. He was even amazed at the opponent's terrifying speed of progress.
Before he actually met the Second Young Master Feng, he always thought that the person he was fighting against was a rare martial arts genius. However, he saw with his own eyes that it was just a piece of armor that caused his defeat.
"How can this be?"
The city defense captain's mentality collapsed. The man was just wearing armor and was not even a human. In just one hour, he had learned most of the martial arts that he had spent half his life practicing. He even defeated him with the boxing skills he learned from him.
"Hahahaha, you useless person. I am also a useless person. Am I qualified to practice martial arts?"
The second crazy Gangsha realm warrior appeared. After a battle, he saw the appearance of his opponent with his own eyes, and he began to have serious doubts about everything he had achieved.
"Sir, how should we deal with this person?"
"Same as last night, heal him and throw him out!"
Feng Qing'an didn't bother to care about this guy's mentality, and didn't consider whether they would collapse. Why was he so polite to the uninvited guy? He ordered him to treat his injuries only because he wanted them to serve as sparring partners for Ming Longjia.
"yes!"
Sen Miao raised his head and stared at the warrior who had fallen into a state of madness. The wood spirit energy gathered from all directions and was injected into the body of the city defense captain, allowing him to recover from all the injuries he had suffered in the battle with Ming Longjia.
However, at this moment, the big man no longer cared about his physical injuries. He just recalled the battle he had just had with a suit of armor. He cried and laughed, and felt that the martial arts he had learned in the first half of his life was a joke.
"throw it out!"
Facing a big monster, the man had no power to resist. So, on the next morning, when it was almost dawn and the sky was still dim, the vendors on both sides of the road were quite surprised to find that
"A crazy guy left yesterday, why is there another one today?"
"Is something big going to happen in this city?"
"Stop talking, report to the police!"
The yamen runners rushed over, and after discovering the madman that the people were talking about, they were almost scared to death. After a commotion, they quickly led this important man back to the yamen. The prefect, who had just stood up, also hurriedly put on his clothes and rushed over.
"Master Cheng, what were you doing last night?"
Looking at the ragged city defense captain in front of him, who looked very similar to Lord Jiang last night, the prefect felt a little panic in his heart. If something happened to this man, who would be in charge of the city defense camp?
This is still a small matter. The key is what happened to them? What does the Second Master Feng want to do? It has only been two days and he has driven two Gangsha Realm warriors crazy. If he has some thoughts, even without any malicious intent, Anqing Prefecture will be in chaos.
"I fought with a suit of armor all night last night, and I was defeated. Hahahaha!"
The city defense captain laughed like a madman.
This was the truth, but it sounded like crazy talk to the many government officials who had rushed over. It was obvious that this general had gone mad, just like Lord Jiang yesterday.
"Go and get Doctor Zhang..."
"No need to ask that old doctor."
After all, he had a broader vision and was fully prepared before being beaten. It was just that he did not expect what would beat him, which made him unbalanced. However, the city defense captain still calmed down at this moment.
"I am not crazy!"
“…”
Many officials looked at each other in bewilderment, looking at the man in front of them who was dressed in rags but had no scars on his body, just like Lord Jiang yesterday. Everyone's eyes were filled with strange expressions. Although he didn't look crazy, he didn't look normal either.
"Go get me a robe!"
He cast a majestic gaze at the yamen runners who were serving him carefully. These officials, who did not even have a rank, hurried to get suitable brocade clothes. After the captain put on the robe, many officials felt that this gentleman was indeed not crazy, or had recovered.
"Master Cheng, you didn't go looking for that Second Young Master Feng last night, did you? "
The prefect looked at the captain. Although he had a premonition yesterday, this captain was too decisive. Moreover, judging from his appearance, he was probably going there in a not very glorious way, rather than a formal visit.
"Well, yes, I did go to visit Mr. Feng Er last night!"
The captain coughed dryly and frowned. It was embarrassing to tell others about this. Although he took the initiative, he was still beaten up and still felt a little embarrassed.
"I wonder what Lord Cheng saw last night that made him look so frightened?"
The prefect asked, and he was not the only one who was curious. As soon as he asked this question, other officials also pricked up their ears to know what kind of magical power the top scholar's younger brother had that he could scare two Gangsha realm warriors into silence.
"I fought a suit of armor for half the night, but I was defeated!"
The captain had a complicated expression. He was unwilling and didn't want to accept this fact now, but what had happened could not be changed by his will.
"A fierce battle in the middle of the night with a suit of armor?"
The officials looked at each other, and then one of them couldn't help but say,
"Let's invite Doctor Zhang over here!"
"I'm telling you, no need to ask, I'm not crazy!"
The captain's face suddenly darkened.
"I know you find it hard to believe, but Mr. Feng II does have a set of spiritual armor that he doesn't need to wear. He can move freely and is even proficient in martial arts. In just one night, that set of armor has understood my boxing skills!"
Mastering martial arts? Understanding the meaning of boxing? Armor?
"Go and get Doctor Zhang!"
"I repeat time, I am not crazy!"
A roar of suppressed anger sounded.
