Planting a sacred tree from Douluo

Chapter 21 Beast Controller Fang Yuan

Author: Dragon Cub Greedy Ghost

Chapter 21 Beast Controller Fang Yuan

As the saying goes, you can't become fat with one bite, and you can't reach the sky with one step, but this truth is so powerless to Fang Yuan who has the Sharingan.

The Sharingan's powerful insight can not only easily see through those guys' moves, but it can also copy them and use them perfectly for one's own use.

Those guys have spent more than ten years, or even decades, accumulating combat experience and combat skills, but as long as Fang Yuan sees them once, they will be mastered by Fang Yuan.

Your skills are indeed very good, but now they are mine!

However, Fang Yuan did not swell.

Although these skills are good, they are imported from outside after all and are not personally understood by oneself.

Although I can imitate it exactly the same, if I can't integrate it with my own situation, it will only be superficial and superficial.

Gusu Murongfu's transformation of fortune has long been superb, but in the end he was defeated again and again, ending in madness.

The reason is that Murong Fu only copied, but did not surpass!

But if Fang Yuan could fully understand the principles behind those moves, integrate them, apply one example and reverse three, and hear one, he would know ten.

So.

At that time, it will be the power that truly belongs to Fang Yuan himself!

For example, Death Thunder’s ‘Thunder Step’!

The principle of Thunder Step is very simple, it is to use one's own thunder attribute soul power to stimulate the leg muscles, thereby greatly increasing one's speed in a short period of time.

Fang Yuan's own soul power does not come with lightning. If he directly uses his soul power to stimulate his muscles, even if he can perform the same operation, the effect will definitely be greatly reduced.

Otherwise, what appears on the killing field should be a collision of speed and speed, rather than relying on negligence and timing to complete the kill.

Fang Yuan understood the skills he learned on the killing field. After he had learned it almost, he began to close his eyes and start meditating.

Combat skills need to be improved, and soul power levels cannot fall behind either.

His current soul power level has reached level fourteen, and he has been able to increase it by two levels in one month. This speed is obviously a bit astonishing.

Of course, this is obviously not the result of Fang Yuan's hard work, but the impact of taking Huangquan Dew many times to heal his injuries when he was imprisoned by Mo Shen!

It is true that Huangquan Dew can enhance soul power, but as a time traveler, Fang Yuan knows the harmful effects of Huangquan Dew.

If you take Huangquanlu for a long time, you will become addicted, and you are more likely to become a puppet of the killing city and lose your own will!

Fang Yuan fell into the trap of not wanting to be that kind of drug addict, relying on himself for everything, this was his credo.

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"Let us congratulate player number 7052 for winning this killing field. This is his fifteenth victory!"

The host on the high platform finished speaking, and the killing on the field also came to an end.

Fang Yuan stood in the center of the killing field, with the Exploding Orangutan and the Jade Snake on either side of him like guardians.

The Exploding Orangutan's aura was a little messy, and he had a lot of injuries on his body. One of his elbows was drooping, obviously it was interrupted in the battle just now.

The jade snake's condition was not bad, it was sitting on Fang Yuan's shoulder, spitting out snake messages.

"Beast Master! Beast Master!"

"Beast Master!!"

The audience raised their arms and shouted, giving their own cheers to the young man on the killing field.

One year has passed since Fangyuan competed for the first time.

Over the past year, Fang Yuan has not been huddled in the outer city behind closed doors, cultivating his soul power. Nor has he been soaking in the killing fields of hell day and night.

He does both.

For Fang Yuan, the Killing Fields of Hell is like a Baidu encyclopedia.

When he encounters obstacles on the path of cultivation, or achieves a stage of success and wants to move to the next stage, he will come here to gain experience.

But even so, Fang Yuan participated in the Hell Killing Fields fifteen times this year, and won all of them. At the same time, he also earned himself the title of beast master!

There was no way, after all, Fang Yuan was the only one in the entire Killing City who brought two soul beasts into the Killing Fields.

Yes.

In order to win the Killing Fields more reliably, Fang Yuan called over the Explosive Orangutan who was originally looking after him to join the competition.

Anyway, all his valuable things are in the Ouroboros bracelet, and that so-called home is actually just an empty cave.

"Dear 7052 Fallen, this is your trophy!"

Compared with when he came here a year ago, Fang Yuan's body now began to carry a faint smell of blood, but his eyes were still clear and not affected too much.

Seeing Fang Yuan walking down the aisle, the management staff quickly brought him a cup of special yellow spring dew.

Special-grade underworld dew is a concentrated version of underworld dew. The fallen who have won ten consecutive victories in the killing field can get a cup as a reward after winning a game.

This Huangquan Dew is more effective, but equally addictive.

Fang Yuan nodded, put it into the Ouroboros bracelet, and walked towards the outside world.

For a year, he still lived in the outer city.

Although the inner city was full of all kinds of temptations, even open to those of them who were roaming the killing fields free of charge and providing various services, Fang Yuan didn't feel much.

Although the city of killing is a city of desires, its so-called desires are nothing more than eating, drinking and having fun.

Fang Yuan has no worries about eating and drinking, but as for having fun... A young man with no hair on his head, do you expect him to be interested in the fun in the Killing City?

Although Fang Yuan has begun to grow gradually at the age of seven, he is not a bad-tempered chicken who will feel uncomfortable if he doesn't vent for a day.

"Um?"

After leaving the Hell Killing Fields and preparing to return to the outer city, Fang Yuan suddenly paused and his expression changed slightly.

He was keenly aware that someone was following him, and that person's soul power was very strong, at least stronger than him.

"Is it someone in the audience?"

"You noticed that the Explosive Orangutan was injured, thinking that my combat power was damaged, so you targeted me?"

Fang Yuan guessed in his mind that he did not hide in the alley or corner, nor did he think about getting rid of the guy.

It would be okay if he only brought the Jade Snake, but the reminder of the Exploding Orangutan was too great and the target was too conspicuous. The probability of hiding was slim, let alone getting rid of the person.

In the past year, he has actually been targeted many times, and he has killed many people, and has been given the title of beast master. However, there are still many people who feel that his soul beast has been harmed on the killing field.

If you get injured, your strength will be greatly reduced, and you will come here to pick it up.

Naturally, Fang Yuan would not be polite to these yellow spring dews delivered to his door.

Although he doesn't drink it himself, it is a good choice whether it is used as trading currency or for his two soul beasts.

(End of chapter)