I Will Eventually Become A God

The burning colorful fireworks slowly dispersed.

Xue Jing clenched his fists and nodded.

Although this is the first time I have used this technique in the real world, I feel it works well.

Flame Liancai Burning Wheel, this is one of the fruits he has harvested from his consciousness simulation in the past few days.

The word "burning wheel" is the ancient name for tornado, which is used to refer to the hidden dragon style's killing move "wind wind thunder".

Combining the Heavenly Sword Killing Move Flame Riencai and the Hidden Dragon Style Killing Move Wind Wind Thunder into one... This method of combining the killing moves of two different schools to create a new killing move is almost impossible to succeed. .

If you think about it, you will know that it is so difficult to combine the five ultimate moves of Hidden Dragon Style that are highly adaptable to each other, not to mention that different schools are completely incompatible.

But the Tianyi Sword is an exception... because it is a special genre that belongs entirely to the spiritual level and has nothing to do with the physical body. It relies entirely on the mental power itself to perform it.

It may not even be called a genre, just an ‘artistic conception’.

This gave Xue Jing room to exploit the loopholes.

Using mental power to interfere with personal reality, while performing the Flame Liancai, the physical body also operates simultaneously, condensing strength, and performing the Wind Wind Thunder.

This is a difficult thing, because controlling the body also requires mental consciousness to control, especially complex things like performing killing moves, which require considerable mental concentration to do it.

This is not just about doing different things with the left and right hands.

Instead, under the premise that he can only do mental arithmetic, he can do two things at once and quickly calculate two complex advanced mathematics problems at the same time.

It was very difficult... but with the blessing of [Visualization·True]'s increasingly strong mental power, he still succeeded.

The effect also made him quite satisfied. While having the terrifying burst speed of Yan Liancai, he also had the powerful attack power of Tornado Thunder.

They even vaguely enhance each other, and their speed and power are both stronger than the two original killing moves.

The first time it was used in actual combat, it achieved impressive results, instantly killing the four major disciples of Jinfeng Dojo.

Xue Jing reached out and straightened out her somewhat messy suit and vest.

After all, it is not suitable for strenuous exercise. Now two buttons on his collar have broken off, exposing his delicate collarbone, giving him a disheveled and yuppie aesthetic.

He stepped forward and returned to the rooftop where Meng Qing Jiao Sect's servant Chan was, and took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

Opening the contacts and finding Ning Yuantai, Xue Jing pressed the dial button with one hand and pressed the head of Zong Shichan who rushed towards him with the other hand to hug him.

"Master!! I respect your mouth and teeth!"

Zong Shichan's delicate little face was flushed, and the admiration in her eyes almost overflowed in substance.

Xue Jing pressed her with one hand and said casually: "I know, don't make any noise."

The phone had just dialed the number, and it only beeped once before being connected immediately.

"Brother Xue, are you looking for me?" Ning Yuantai's respectful voice came from the receiver.

"Montai, I caught the skinner, please come over."

Xue Jing said.

"ah?"

On the other end of the phone, Ning Yuantai was stunned.

After a while, he hurriedly said: "I'm going, as expected of you! I'll be there soon!"

Xue Jing hummed and said: "I am now...I don't know where this is. Just check my location. I will wait for you on the rooftop of this place."

After saying a few more words, Xue Jing hung up the phone.

Then he handed the phone to Zong Shichan.

"Call your grandpa."

Zong Shichan's eyes lit up, he reached out to take Xue Jing's cell phone and put it against his cheek, showing an intoxicated expression.

"The mobile phone that Master always carries close to his body..."

"Smell it...it smells good, it smells like Master."

Xue Jing: "..."

He stretched out his hand as if to snap his fingers, giving the little girl a headache.

Zong Shichan was in pain and quickly rubbed his forehead, squeezing tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked at Xue Jing pitifully: "Master, what are you doing~"

Xue Jing pinched her white cheek flesh with two fingers, "You little pervert, you have a fetish, right?"

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..." Zong Shichan shouted.

After Xue Jing let go, she touched her red and swollen cheeks and said dissatisfied:

"Please correct your statement immediately. I am not a pervert or a fetishist. I just simply like Master!"

"If I could smell Master's body directly, I would not smell Master's mobile phone. This is a matter of principle!"

Xue Jing suddenly looked like "Subway old man's mobile phone.jpg".

He stretched out his hand and twirled the little girl's head twice like a basketball:

"You're a little brat. You're not that old, but you're quite good at talking. You surf the Internet a lot."

"Don't stick your phone to your face. It looks clean, but it's never been washed or disinfected. It's very dirty."

Zong Shichan smiled and was about to hug him: "Then I will just stick it to Master!"

Xue Jing held her head, preventing her from getting close, and said calmly:

"Come on, please call your grandfather to report that he is safe."

"Okay..." Zong Shichan curled his lips, picked up the phone, and opened the dialing interface.

I was about to enter the number, but my hand suddenly froze.

She said with some embarrassment: "...I don't know grandpa's mobile phone number."

Xue Jing nodded: "I think so. You look very unintelligent at first glance. It's normal that you can't remember your mobile phone number."

Zong Shichan said dissatisfied: "No, I just didn't remember it. If it was Master's mobile phone number, I would definitely remember it!"

Xue Jing smiled and said, "You are a little kid but a ghost."

He took the phone back from the little girl, thought about it, and called Li Qi.

"Hey, master..."

After the call was connected, Xue Jing briefly explained what happened and asked Li Qi to inform the Hupo Dojo, telling them not to worry as Zong Shichan would be brought back soon, then hung up the phone.

At this moment, a prompt popped up on the panel.

[Divinity is absorbed]

[Possess divinity: 2133]

‘Nearly 500 points of divinity… the harvest is good. ’

Xue Jing nodded.

The divine inventory has reached another two thousand points, which is enough to upgrade the Level 6 Shadow Flame by another level.

But I haven’t figured out how to use it yet, so I’ll put it aside for now.

Xue Jing took a look at the experience gain.

[...Health experience value +806]

[...Running experience value +768]

[...aiming...] [...fighting...] [...soldier attack...] [...Hidden Dragon Ruyi Jin...] [...visualization·real...]

Although the battle ended in an instant, it was an actual battle after all, and the opponent was quite strong, so the harvest was good. Among them, [Fighting] and [Hidden Dragon Ruyi Jin] were almost upgraded.

After turning off the panel, Xue Jing was in a good mood, and even looked at Zong Shichan, this annoying little girl, much more pleasantly.

After playing jokes with her for a while, about twenty minutes later, the sound of helicopter propellers was heard in the sky.

The rooftop of this high-rise building was relatively spacious. The helicopter landed directly in front of Xue Jing, and the air flow stirred by the propeller blew his hair back.

The hatch opened, Ning Yuantai jumped out of the helicopter, jogged to Xue Jing's side, and said hello quickly:

"Brother Xue!"

Xue Jing smiled and nodded to him, and motioned to the young man with dark circles lying on the ground who was still unconscious.

"He's the Skinner."

With that said, Xue Jing took out a matchbox from her arms and handed it to Ning Yuantai.

"Found it from him."

Ning Yuantai reached out to take it and said curiously: "This is GOD-1291..."

"I heard that after lighting the match of GOD-1291, since everyone has a different understanding and definition of beauty, the 'little girl' they see is different, but without exception, the user will be obsessed with it..."

"I don't know what kind of 'little girl' I will see if I light it..."

Xue Jing smiled and said, "Now that you say that, I'm a little curious... Why don't you try it first?"

Ning Yuantai quickly shook his head and waved his hands: "Brother Xue is joking. So far, no one who has ignited GOD-1291 has successfully quit. How dare I, a little Karami..."

As he spoke, he directed several staff members who got off the helicopter to give the young man with dark circles lying on the ground an injection of some unknown substance, and then lifted him onto the helicopter.

After Xue Jing saw it, he asked casually: "What is that?"

"Muscle relaxant... a special version." Ning Yuantai explained.

"Handcuffs and the like have no binding effect on martial arts practitioners, so when we arrest martial arts practitioners, we always give them an injection of this. Unless they are masters who have broken the limit, otherwise they will not be able to even open their mouths once the injection is given. "

With that said, Ning Yuantai walked to the edge of the rooftop and looked down at the main road below.

At this time, the sounds of various fire engines, police cars, ambulances, vehicles and onlookers blocked the entire street.

Looking at the large human-shaped hole in the ground, broken trees and pierced corpses, and several pierced buildings next to it, Ning Yuantai said in shock:

"The fight was very intense, Brother Xue."

Xue Jing smiled: "Please explain this to me and the Qingcheng government."

Ning Yuantai said: "No problem."

Xue Jing hummed: "Okay, then that's it, I'll leave it to you. I'll leave first if I have something else to do."

Ning Yuantai nodded and said sincerely: "Brother Xue, thank you very much this time. I will help you apply for a reward from Zhi Ge!"

Xue Jing waved her hand: "It's just a little effort...but I still want a reward, well, it's best to be a divine relic."

Ning Yuantai smiled and said: "I understand, the fact that you like divine relics has been spread throughout the Secret Service Department."

With that said, he handed the matchbox in his hand to Xue Jing: "By the way, Brother Xue, this thing is your trophy, you can do whatever you want with it."

Xue Jing reached out to take it, raised her eyebrows and said, "Why, you don't need to take it back as evidence?"

Ning Yuantai waved his hand: "No, I just saw it. My words are evidence... Don't get me wrong. This has nothing to do with my family's background. It's purely about my personal credibility."

…

The helicopter left with a clatter, and Xue Jing glanced at the matchbox in her hand.

The divinity of this thing has been absorbed by him, and there is no use in keeping it. I don't know what to do with it.

"Well, let's find a chance to give it to Youqing A Meng."

he thought to himself, putting the matchbox in his pocket.

"It's done, senior sister, let's go back." Xue Jing smiled at Meng Qingjiao beside her.

As he spoke, he lifted up the collar of Zong Shichan's neck.

Zong Shichan's eyes widened, her hands and feet fluttered in the air and she struggled: "Master, I want the princess to hold me!"

Xue Jing said casually: "You are not a princess."

Zong Shichan said seriously: "Because I am very beautiful, everyone in the school calls me Princess."

"Save it, Your Highness Princess, I don't have this service here."

Xue Jing said lightly.

"Master..." Zong Shichan's eyes were shining, and her face was flushed with excitement, "Can you call me Your Highness Princess again?"

"...You little brat, your skills in climbing up the pole are really full."

…

Carrying Zong Shichan, Xue Jing and Meng Qingjiao returned to the Hupo Dojo amid the chirping of the little girl.

Zong Jinkui was pacing anxiously at the door with a group of Hupo Dojo disciples. He was relieved when he saw Xue Jing coming back with Zong Shichan.

"Cicada!"

He came to Zong Shichan and asked quickly: "Are you not injured?"

Zong Shichan shook his head and said happily: "I'm fine. Master came just in time. Grandpa, listen to me, Master is awesome!"

The little girl began to talk about what had just happened on her hands and knees, focusing on the process of Xue Jing's appearance to save her and the scene of defeating the disciples of Jinfeng Dojo. However, her vocabulary was limited, which made people a little confused.

"Master, he made a 'pop' sound, a 'bang' sound, those few people..."

The corner of Zong Jinkui's mouth moved and he stopped her: "Ah well... Grandpa knows."

Then, he reached out and patted Xue Jing's shoulder, and said solemnly:

"Xiao Jing, I owe you a great favor!"

Xue Jing smiled and said, "It's just a matter of time, the old owner doesn't have to worry about it."

Zong Jinkui shook his head: "I will never say thank you for your kindness. From now on, I will definitely repay your kindness no matter how hard I work."

Xue Jing said: "The old owner is serious."

"It's not serious...forget it, let's not mention these frivolous things. We warriors have made a huge promise. From now on, no matter what happens to you, just come to me!"

Zong Jinkui patted his strong chest, his old and resolute face full of pride.

"By the way, Xiaojing, what do you think about Chan'er becoming her disciple?"

Zong Jinkui asked.

Hearing this, Zong Shichan immediately cast his hopeful gaze on Xue Jing.

"Master..."

"Don't worry, no matter whether you accept Chan'er as your disciple or not, I will transfer this venue to Old Man Li. Don't feel any burden. This little thing is not worth mentioning."

Zong Jin said loudly.

Xue Jing looked at Zong Shichan.

Although this little girl is a little annoying and a little perverted, she is good-looking and has a lively personality. Xue Jing still likes her.

After thinking for a while, he asked:

"Shi Chan, I have only just started practicing martial arts. I don't have enough time just to practice on my own every day... You have to know that if I accept you as my disciple now, I won't be able to teach you anything."

"All you can get is an insignificant status. Even so, do you still want to worship me as your teacher?"

Before he could finish his words, Zong Shichan had already jumped up and hugged him.

"Master!"

she shouted happily.

Xue Jing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and touched her head.

"Fine."

…