Supernatural Power Cultivation: Reckless And Cunning

As the referee came on stage to announce the results, the challenge finally came to an end.

When Ye Lan walked off the stage, the crowd unconsciously made way for him, as if no one wanted to get too close to him.

The shocking scene on the stage just now was still lingering in people's minds. The strong are always respected, or feared.

Until Ye Lan walked back to Long Xi, the latter still looked unbelievable.

Suddenly he was a little glad that he had admitted defeat that day, otherwise he would have been beaten in vain, which would have made him more injured.

"Why don't we cancel our deal!" Long Xi said with a jealous look on his face, and joked with a sour tone.

His own failure is terrible, but the success of others is even more heartbreaking!

Originally, he thought that Ye Lan's strength was about the same level as his own, and he could still communicate with him on an equal footing, but he didn't expect the reality to be so cruel.

Ye Lan smiled and didn't explain anything to him. He had been hiding for so long, couldn't he enjoy the pleasure of pretending to be cool?

However, he was not used to being stared at by so many people. He agreed with Long Xi where to trade at night and left directly.

The audience at the training ground slowly dispersed, and the top ten players also left with heavy hearts.

Perhaps only Yang Yong and the other three could remain calm. After seeing Ye Lan's strength, the others had no confidence in defeating him.

Not long after returning to the villa, An Ran sent someone to deliver two dragon blood grasses. She had long stopped worrying that Ye Lan would have problems using the dragon blood grass, so she sent it over without asking too much.

At this time, the forum of the Taoist Academy was directly blown up. A post titled "The Strongest Power System" was pinned to the top, which was Ye Lan's battle video.

The video was very short, but the comments below were constantly refreshing.

Many people were analyzing why his power system was so strong, whether Yang Yong and the others could break his domineering defense, etc.

In the dean's office of the Battle Academy.

Dean Yan Ming had just finished watching Ye Lan's battle video, and his resolute and serious face also showed a hint of interesting smile.

"This little guy must have used a lot of dragon blood grass, and even his body has the power of dragon blood. As a power-type, he dares to fight and fight. He is a good seedling." As soon as the voice fell, a teacher next to him couldn't wait to speak: "Dean Yan, those S-level ones have been snatched away by them, this Ye Lan should be given to me." "Who snatched it away? Lei Ge was also trained by me. I have experience in guiding thunder-type abilities, and the students voluntarily followed me." "Old Deng, please stop spitting blood at me, okay? I am an ice-type, so Su Zhixue is willing to choose me as a mentor." There were also several excellent mentors in the office who refuted. And they gathered in the dean's office, fighting for the top ten students. Listening to their quarrel, Yan Ming helplessly supported his forehead. "Old rules, if you have seeded players among you, you don't need to fight. And this Ye Lan didn't show his strength in the early stage, but only made a splash at the last moment. It is obvious that he has a tiger in his heart and smells the rose. I think there is someone who is very suitable to teach him."

When the instructors heard this, most of them showed disappointment. The stronger the student team led by the instructor, the more resources they will get.

Every year, the top ten freshmen, excellent instructors can only choose one of them as their student. Ye Lan is a dark horse, and they are all trying to see if they can snatch him.

"Dean, I will definitely bring him out, you can rest assured about this." Old Deng, who spoke first, was afraid that Yan Ming would make a direct conclusion, so he quickly spoke to guarantee.

"I don't doubt your ability, but this kind of student already has a mature and tough character before entering the Taoist Academy.

And he dares to use dragon blood grass to practice, and he is born with a will to never admit defeat. I think it is a good choice to hand him over to Tang Jinsong."

Hearing Tang Jinsong's name, the other instructors were all surprised.

"Tang Lao is only teaching martial arts now, not taking students?"

"Yes, and he is no longer suitable to enter the dimensional rift, how can we hand over students to him?"

"Humph, that guy looked down on everyone before, and he may not be willing to take students now!" A female instructor seemed a little indignant when she heard Tang Jinsong's name, and her words were full of sarcasm.

"I'll go ask his opinion first, and you all go back too."

Yan Ming didn't explain in the end, and got up and left directly after speaking.

Ye Lan, on the other hand, had successfully completed the exchange with Long Xi with two dragon blood grasses.

Long Xi gave him three transparent glass tubes filled with light blue liquid and tiny arcs flashing.

Although I have heard of it a long time ago, it is the first time I have seen the thunder element quenching body fluid, but from the appearance of this, it should not be fake.

According to Long Xi's explanation, these three will take a week to absorb and refine, and he will rest for a day tomorrow. The finals will start the day after tomorrow, and the opponent will be decided by drawing lots.

If he is unlucky, he is likely to face Yang Yong in the first game, so there is no time to delay. After getting the things, he will come back to practice quickly.

Sitting cross-legged in the room at this moment, watching the arc jumping in the glass tube, Ye Lan was really a little worried that his mouth and tongue would be damaged by electricity when drinking!

Opening the stopper, as soon as it touched the lips, the crackling arc jumped directly into the lips, and the whole chin was numb in an instant!

Ye Lan gritted his teeth and poured all the liquid in it directly into his mouth.

The light blue liquid came into contact with the mouth, but it exuded a trace of coolness, diluting the numbness of the lightning.

After entering the abdomen, the two forces exploded violently again. The originally small arc seemed to be born by some force and spread all over the body.

In a crackling sound, Ye Lan felt that the muscles of his body seemed to no longer belong to him. He twitched and jumped violently, and completely lost control.

What's worse is that the lightning did not seem to stop, but instead had a tendency to become stronger.

The arc on his body continued to lengthen, and the sound became louder and louder.

This kind of pain mixed with a strange feeling of numbness made Ye Lan suffer unbearably, even several times more than when he used the dragon blood grass!

At this moment, he finally understood why Long Xi was so happy. It turned out that using this so-called treasure was like being bombarded by lightning.

Fortunately, every time the pain reached its limit, a sense of coolness would come continuously, allowing his mind to barely stay awake and not be electrocuted.

The practice lasted for a whole night, and it was not until the next morning that there was no arc on his body.

The torture of this night made him mentally exhausted. After checking his body and finding nothing wrong, he fell asleep directly!