Cthulhu Card Making: Medusa Card Making at the Beginning

"Fuck. Soul."

Lin Mo couldn't help blurting out when he saw Wu Zekai's god-like figure on the high platform.

What martial image? Isn't this a true soul image?

Although the one in front of him was much smaller than Lin Mo remembered.

"What god?" Xu Chengfei on the side looked at Lin Mo with a puzzled look.

"No, I mean, this martial image card, why haven't I seen it in the card alliance." Lin Mo waved his hand, he was really a little excited just now.

"It's normal. The things displayed in the card alliance are what the Federation and the card master alliance can let the majority of card masters see. The finished card of the martial image card is different from other cards."

"It is intended to be passed on. It is not an ordinary card making that requires materials. Only those who participate in the war and martial arts trial and are recognized by the ancient martial arts heroes in the war and martial arts stele can have a martial image card."

"So, not all martial arts have martial image cards."

"Moreover, the conditions for obtaining the recognition of the ancient martial arts heroes in the stele are extremely harsh."

"How harsh?" Lin Mo asked curiously.

This sounds very challenging, and what about the War Martial Stele?

"Very demanding, very demanding." Xu Chengfei said lightly.

Lin Mo was speechless, thinking that this question should not be asked, so he changed the topic: "Then classmate Xu, do you have a martial arts card?"

"Who knows, let's watch the game."

Looking at Lin Mo with fox eyes, Xu Chengfei smiled mysteriously.

Seeing that the other party was unwilling to say more, Lin Mo did not continue to ask.

Turning his head to look at the ring.

At this time, the battle between Wu Zekai and Zhou Wenlong was more intense than before.

But the whole situation can be said to have undergone a major reversal.

On the ring, Wu Zekai's strength and speed have been significantly improved under the blessing of the martial arts.

Between a punch and a kick, the ring constructed of fine steel alloy has obvious damage.

Martial arts skills-breaking waves.

Wu Zekai held the gun flower, and between the moves, he even broke away from the card directly.

A spear thrust out, and ripples appeared around the spear, like clouds and waves.

The Wu Xiang behind him kept the same movements as Wu Zekai.

On the huge golden spear, clouds and waves rolled, accompanied by a whistling sound, faintly like the vibration of wind and thunder.

"This kid, isn't he fooling around!" Wang Qidong slapped his palm fiercely, and the fence on the high platform collapsed immediately.

This is a competition, not a life-and-death fight, so why use such a killing move.

After saying that, he immediately wanted to end the game.

But as soon as he raised his wrist and the card was formed, He Zhongming raised his hand to stop him.

"What are you panicking about? The children are having a great time. You are ruining everyone's fun by taking action." After saying that, he flicked his fingers.

A card flashing orange light flew into the sky above the ring and changed.

For a moment, everyone present only felt a mountain-like breath surging above their heads.

A layer of light shield fell, replacing the original shields of the three rings.

However, everything was not over yet. The scene in front of everyone in the hall changed.

The originally modern training hall has become a place full of birdsong and flowers.

The valley is filled with fragrance.

The gurgling water falls from the mountains, and the loud sound of waves hitting bluestone echoes in the valley.

The people competing on the ring are standing on a clean and bright, endless lake.

"Let go, regardless of life and death."

He Zhongming's source of power condensed from his throat, and the sound waves rolled, and everyone present heard it clearly.

"It's the principal's voice!"

"Where is the principal?"

The thousands of students in the spectator seats were looking for He Zhongming's figure for a while.

"Changing the world with a wave of your hand, is this something that a super card master can do?" Lin Mo looked at the beautiful mountains and rivers around him and couldn't help but sigh.

He could even hear the birds singing in the distance and smell the fragrance of flowers in the valley.

"There is a gap between special card masters, and the gap is bigger than the gap between us first, second, and third level card masters combined."

Xu Chengfei was constantly looking around and exclaiming.

At this moment, the position where He Zhongming and Wang Qidong stood had become a peak.

"Scene Card - Taoyuan Township: Mingfeng Valley" Wang Qidong said in surprise, and then turned to look at his old comrade: "This out-of-print scene card is in your hand?"

As a scene card of the Taoyuan Township series, one of the card effects is group healing.

Mentally and physically, as long as the person using the card wants, in a moment, a seriously injured and dying person can be fully recovered.

The reason why this series of cards is called out-of-print cards is that the core material of its card making comes from the S-level secret realm [Utopia] that has been conquered.

"How can I have this ability? I just received a little favor from Lord Dragon Emperor." He Zhongming waved his hand casually, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Being able to act like a fool in front of an old comrade is more fun than giving him a year-end leave.

"But wouldn't such a big noise from you affect the students who are competing on the stage?" Wang Qidong felt much more reasonable after hearing what He Zhongming said.

As an old brother who had been through life and death together, he knew better than anyone how capable the other party was.

However, he had to admit that he was extremely talented. Among so many old comrades, only He Zhongming broke through to become a special card master.

As for the others, they were either tortured by injuries left over from their early years and were barely surviving.

Or they were forced to transfer to a dedicated hospital for treatment because of severe mental trauma.

In short, it was nothing more than waiting to die quietly.

For someone like him who had wasted most of his source power, he could barely reach the third level and be a local teacher, which was considered good.

Pulling back his thoughts that were gradually drifting away, Wang Qidong looked at He Zhongming and waited for his next words.

"No, the shield on the ring has an isolation effect, and they can't see any changes outside the ring at all." He Zhongming said in a deep voice, looking at the ring.

Wu Zekai's blatant attack was so powerful that Zhou Wenlong repeatedly used the martial arts skill cards - [Swimming Steps] and [Sky-walking].

He barely avoided this attack, but even so, his shoulder was still injured by the momentum driven by his spear.

Seeing the clothes on his right arm being torn to pieces, Zhou Wenlong suddenly laughed out loud.

After so many ring matches, it was still his old friend who caused him some damage in the end.

"Xiao Kai, how long can your martial image last?"

Zhou Wenlong steadied himself and looked up at Wu Zekai, who was standing opposite him and exuding a powerful aura.

The other party was not much better than himself, his fingers trembled slightly, and he was breathing heavily.

It can be seen that the other party has not yet fully mastered the power of the martial image.

Wu Zekai's heart sank when he heard Zhou Wenlong's words.

Once the martial image is used, the source power and mental power will be consumed continuously like flowing water. From the time he obtained the martial image card to the time he could use it, the highest record was only three minutes.

Feeling the violent beating of his heart, Wu Zekai panted violently.

The sweat flowing from his forehead, before it slid down his cheeks, went up the river because of the powerful aura he exuded, and turned into fine water vapor.

"I don't know, but I hope you can fight me with all your strength."

As he said, Wu Zekai put away the Dragon Spine Iron Spear, restrained his own aura a little, and the martial image behind him shrank a lot.

The breath was restrained, and the martial image shrank. Although it no longer had the mighty power at the beginning.

But its martial image was much more solid than before.

"It seems that your martial image is more proficient than I thought." Seeing Wu Zekai's operation, Zhou Wenlong smiled lightly.

But now he was almost half covered in blood, his shirt was torn, and there was a bloodstain on his forehead. The way he smiled was really scary.

"Well, I originally wanted to spend a few more minutes with you. After all, your martial image doesn't seem to be mature, but I have changed my mind now."

As he said that, Zhou Wenlong stretched his body, wiped the blood on his forehead, jumped for a while, and suddenly smiled lightly: "Who doesn't know how to open a martial image these days?"

"Hah!"

As the voice fell, with Zhou Wenlong's roar, a more majestic momentum than before swept the entire ring.

It hit the newly generated shield, and ripples like water waves appeared one after another.

Compared with before, it was more dense.

The reddish-blue air column shot up into the sky, and the source power surged like a wave, constantly attacking Wu Zekai.

Outside the ring, the original six screens have been replaced by a water screen.

The picture displayed on the water screen is even clearer than before.

"Tsk, as expected." Lin Mo had expected it long ago.

Since Wu Zekai can perform the martial image, there is no reason why Zhou Wenlong, as the strongest of the three transfer students, can't do it.

Even Xu Chengfei next to him.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo turned his head to look at the other party.

And Xu Chengfei also seemed to have sensed something, and his fox eyes looked at Lin Mo at the same time.

"Lin Mo, are you going to give me your contact information?"

That smile as bright as the warm sun made Lin Mo feel a chill.

"No, I'm just curious, where is your girlfriend." In a panic, Lin Mo quickly found a topic.

After all, during the previous battle, Xu Chengfei had hooked up with Wu Xiaoran, the class flower of Parallel Class 4, and the entire Yuanjiang No. 1 Middle School's confession wall knew it.

"Oh, you mean Ms. Wu."

Xu Chengfei's face changed, and then he shook his head and said, "We've broken up. She has a very bad habit, and I don't like it."

"We don't get along well in terms of habits, so it's really hard to get along." Lin Mo couldn't help shaking his head while agreeing. There are always thousands of reasons to break up.

At this time, Lin Mo looked at the water curtain with a focused gaze.

In the ring, Zhou Wenlong's momentum has completely overshadowed Wu Zekai.

As the blue-red breath gradually faded, and the true face of the martial statue was about to be revealed, Xu Chengfei's words beside him pulled Lin Mo's sight away from the ring competition.

"Yes, when she drinks coffee, she likes to add three spoons of sugar, which always reminds me of a not-so-good person."

In the ring, Zhou Wenlong's red martial statue revealed its true appearance, with a majestic aura, and the mighty power made everyone present gasp.

Even Wu Zekai was forced to retreat continuously under the ubiquitous aura.

But at this moment, Lin Mo had no intention of watching. His eyes were wide open, staring at the pair of fox eyes beside him.

That fake smile was not as annoying as before.

"This is a matter of principle. It is indeed necessary to separate. If not, it may bring disaster to the family." Lin Mo said lightly.

And seeing that Lin Mo agreed with his point of view, Xu Chengfei couldn't help but ask curiously: "Could it be that classmate Lin Mo also knows the famous Sima San Shao in Huangkui District?"

"I have heard of it a little." Lin Mo felt strange, but it seemed to be no problem.

While the two were talking, the situation in the ring had changed drastically again.

The crimson arrogance continues to rise on Zhou Wenlong's body. Different from Wu Zekai's military statue Tianwei General, the half-length shadow behind Zhou Wenlong drags a dragon-patterned sword backwards, holds a long beard in his hand, and wears a long robe, with only half of his body showing armor. scale pattern.

The momentum is like a rainbow, which is in stark contrast to the mighty General Tianwei who has shown signs of decline.

On the ring, half of Zhou Wenlong's clothes were torn to reveal his strong muscles. At some point, he took out a Guan Dao in his hand.

The style is actually the same as the Guandao projected by the shadow of the martial arts statue behind him.

The blade of the knife is red, and there is a dragon's mouth connecting it with the long pole.

Martial Arts Department [Martial Statue·Suppressing the Martial Saint]

Martial Arts [Red Scale Long Sword]

On the ring, Zhou Wenlong raised his sword and pointed his finger, just like Wu Zekai just now: "Are you satisfied with how it is now?"

Wu Zekai looked at the other party's proud look, raised his eyes to look at the statue of a warrior who was much more solid than himself, and couldn't help but feel a trace of bitterness in his heart.

From the time he got to know each other until now, he had sparred with each other countless times in private, but he had never won.

Now, the gap is getting wider and wider.

But just for a moment, the bitterness in Wu Zekai's heart turned into a strong fighting spirit.

He moved his hands forward and back, making moves.

The martial arts statue behind him became bright again, exuding a strong momentum.

The golden aura enveloped his whole body.

"Of course, let's fight."

Seeing that the opponent's fighting spirit had not diminished at all, Zhou Wenlong smiled heartily and removed the long knife: "Since you can't use the gun anymore, then I won't use the knife. Let's decide the outcome with one last move, how about it?"

Zhou Wenlong was already tall and upright in appearance, but when he said these words, he looked even more heroic.

For a time, many of the students watching the battle were attracted by his behavior.

"Damn, the competition in the elite class is better. The parallel classes are just kids playing house." A boy slapped his thigh fiercely and couldn't help shouting.

"That's right, the students in this elite class not only have a lot of cards, but they are also very loyal in fighting each other, unlike our parallel class."

These two people came from the parallel class to watch the game.

In fact, except for a few students, most of the students in the battle card department came to the elite class to watch the game.

In addition to similar speeches by these two people, many girls among the students watching the battle were waving flags and shouting, but their focus was slightly different.

"Ah, I can't help it! Zhou Wenlong and Wu Zekai are both so handsome. What should I do if they both chase me at the same time."

A girl shouted loudly to her best friend beside her, but as soon as she finished speaking, dozens of stern eyes looked at her.

"Sister, I would like to ask, what brand of pillows do you use to sleep at home?"

In the ring, Wu Zekai didn't say much about Zhou Wenlong's behavior.

Just in the blink of an eye, there was an extra card at the fingertips, which was regarded as agreeing with the other party's words.

The edge of the card is surrounded by a faint green light.

And almost at the same moment, Zhou Wenlong also had a card in his hand that exuded a green-blue light.

At both ends of the arena, gold and red martial arts statues stood majestically, facing each other.

The two of them also injected their own source power into the cards.

Martial arts card skills——[Tianwei·Bengyunjin]

Martial arts card skills - [Zhen Wu·Beng Yun Jin]

As the same card technique was performed by the two people on the ring at the same time, the golden and red flowing shadows completely overlapped at this moment.

The air was torn apart layer by layer, and the speed of the two of them was so fast that they left afterimages behind them.

"Bang!"

A dull sound was heard in the valley through the water curtain at this moment. It was the sound of fists clashing.

The faint protective shield seemed to have completely disappeared at this moment.

The energy of the two people's collision directly penetrated the shield and hit the mountain wall not far from the lake.

The rocks cracked and fell onto the lake, creating huge waves in an instant.

For a moment, fists collided, boulders fell into the lake, and energy roared.

Countless sounds intermingled in one place, echoing continuously among the valleys, and even once overshadowed the sound of the waterfalls in the mountains.

"Damn! These two are too perverted."

Among the students watching the battle, someone suddenly cursed. Although the sound was not loud, it was clearly heard by everyone around him.

Thousands of people watched quietly, holding their breath, and no one said a word.

They could see the extremely impactful scene just now without even looking through the Shui Mu projection in front of them.

"You guys are really noisy." He Zhongming grinned, his eyes sparkling.

Obviously, even he had never expected that two first-level combat card masters could display such combat power.

"The future life is terrible."

Wang Qidong murmured in a low voice, it is rare for a first-level combat card master to have such strength.

Immediately he turned to look at He Zhongming aside, "Did you deliberately remove the protective shield from the ring just now?"

"Well, because it's time for treatment."

On the ring, Wu Zekai and Zhou Wenlong stood staggered, their hands still making punching movements, and the martial arts statues behind them had long since disappeared without a trace.

There was no aura about them anymore, as if they were just two ordinary people.

"Huh~" Zhou Wenlong let out a breath of turbid air, shook his numb arms, and said with a smile: "The penetrating power of the battle soul increase is pretty good."

"Ah, the power to break the army." Wu Zekai, who had his back to Zhou Wenlong, also moved his lips slightly, but as soon as the words came out, a trail of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

His body trembled, and Wu Zekai fell straight down.

Wow!

This scene shocked everyone, after all, no one had fallen directly on the ring so far.

"Where is the referee teacher? Hurry up and save him."

Among the students watching the game, someone shouted loudly.

The referee teacher, who had just been moved to the spectator seat due to the change of space, stood up quickly.

The scene on the ring made him anxious.

If it weren't for the principal's voice transmission to let him stay where he was, there might have been a chance to rescue him.

Just as everyone was anxious, a green seedling slowly grew in the center of the ring on the lake, and then it grew and climbed visibly.

Until the branches trembled and the green leaves bloomed.

A seedling, just like that, in front of everyone, grew into a towering tree visibly, and then the branches were full of peach blossoms. As the fluorescent dots fell, countless peach petals flew.

The petals fell on the two people on the ring, and their injuries were gradually recovering.