Chapter 21: Penance

To be honest, this swan martial arts soul does not possess other outstanding characteristics except that it is beautiful and can fly.
For example, his only means of attack is claws, which can make his fingers sharper, and the speed is faster, and there is no such increase in the power of thunder.
I really don't know how the Xue family became the emperor. Is it possible to rely on his appearance?
Luo Chuan thought strangely.
"How can I be virtual, I'm very strong."
Yu Tianheng's face was dark, thinking that Luo Chuan was talking about his kidney deficiency, he hummed and attacked with lightning.
Luo Chuan realized the power of Thunder and chose to respond with his own advantages.
Hum!
In the brilliant yellow light, his first spirit ring lit up, the swan's wings waved, and the speed of his whole person suddenly accelerated.
The first spirit ring, with spirit ability to accelerate the flight, can increase the speed by 20%, even if he does not fly, this effect still exists.
The increase of 20% seems to be small, but when Luo Chuan is already more flexible than Yu Tianheng, after using the first spirit ability, he can dodge attacks more easily.
As a result, Yu Tianheng found that he couldn't hit Luochuan at all, and couldn't help but angrily said: "If you have the ability, don't avoid it!"
"Dodge is also a way of fighting, why don't I hide?"
Luo Chuan smiled and said, he used Yu Tianheng's soul power with the least cost, and then looked for a chance to beat him down. This was his way of fighting.
"I……"
Yu Tianheng couldn't refute, whoever said that the battle must be head-on. Those agile attack type spirit masters rely on flexibility to confront the enemy.
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After humming, Yu Tianheng shot Luochuan again like an arrow from the string. This time he did not use his fists, but grabbed it, trying to hold Luochuan first.
Luo Chuan flicked his wings vigorously, tapped his toes on the ground, and flew directly, avoiding Yu Tianheng's palm, while kicking him on his back, kicking it out and throwing a dog to eat shit.
"Bah bah bah!"
Yu Tianheng hurriedly vomited the mud, looked at Luo Chuan flying above his head with a depressed expression, and said helplessly, "I hate flying martial arts souls."
"I can't hide, but you can't use too much power of thunder, how about?"
Luo Chuan smiled and said, he also felt that blindly avoiding is not the way, but to exercise the ability of frontal combat.
"Okay, you come down!"
Yu Tianheng flicked his hand gently, and the power of thunder dissipated. As long as Luo Chuan didn't fly around, he could fight with pure flesh.
Luo Chuan retracted his wings, smiled faintly, fell in front of Yu Tianheng, and smashed it with a punch.
Bang!
Yu Tianheng caught it easily, and was about to grab his arm backhand, Luo Chuan subconsciously shrank his hand, still feeling his arm slightly numb.
He thought of some of the combat experience left by his predecessor, knowing that this world also has various means of capture and attacks the weakness of the human body. He still has a lot to learn.
Without the power of Thunder, he was not afraid of how much advantage Yu Tianheng could have, so he adjusted a bit and immediately continued his shot.
The two of you come and go, grinning from time to time, the two sides are not considered to have experienced battles, so they will be beaten at a young age, and it is still very painful.
Qin Ming looked at the two of them a little immature, but already quite good fighting skills, slightly nodded, reminding them from time to time.
After Yu Tianheng and Luo Chuan heard this, they would seize the opportunity to change, so in the battle, their level was slowly improving.
The last two of them were panting and they were really tired before they stopped.
"Unexpectedly, Luochuan brother, you look pampered all day long, and you are quite capable."
Yu Tianheng gasped heavily and said with some surprise.
"Your body is your capital. You must be stronger. Your kid is half a year younger than me, but his body is not worse than mine. You should be praised."
Luo Chuan was lying on the ground, and he understood some gaps. If he was the same age as Yu Tianheng at this moment, he would definitely be a little worse, and even worse than those monster-level geniuses.
Collect more energy and improve your strength.
It is a pity that Qian Renxue will not send someone to assassinate him, it is difficult to obtain energy through this channel.
Let's practice hard first, there will surely be opportunities.
Luo Chuan thought to himself, rested for a while, and when his strength recovered, he jumped up and said, "Tianheng, let's continue."
"So fast, aren't you tired?"
Yu Tianheng wailed. He felt that Luo Chuan was even crazier than him. Did he make a mistake? Don't you know that he is the prince? Why do you work so hard?
He didn't know that even if Luo Chuan was standing in the same boat with Qian Renxue, he still lacked a sense of security, so he would work so hard.
Ye Lingling, who was also exhausted, saw Luo Chuan's hard work, and her impression was changed for the first time.
Regardless of whether Luochuan is a prince or not, so hard work is worth her learning.
"Dugu Goose, let's continue."
She gritted her teeth and stood up, pulling the lone goose to continue the actual combat drill.
With Luochuan taking the lead, the students present were not embarrassed to be lazy, and they all worked hard.
When Qin Ming discovered this phenomenon, he couldn't help smiling. It seemed that it was not a bad thing that he agreed to let Prince Luochuan join him.
After the actual combat drill was over, Qin Ming still let everyone run twenty laps, draining all the physical energy before allowing the students to leave.
This time, both Yutianheng and Luochuan did not consider going to the hotel to relax, but went back to each other.
After eating, Luo Chuan was exhausted, but he did not rush to sleep, but chose to practice when he was the most exhausted.
Sitting on the bed, entering a state of meditation, the martial soul urges, the power of heaven and earth is absorbed, and the soul power flows in the body. Due to the exhaustion of the body, the speed of the soul power flows much faster.
In this state, the speed of soul power cultivation has increased significantly.
Natural talents certainly determine whether people can practice and how fast they can practice, but hard work will affect the speed of spiritual masters under the same circumstances.
Luochuan's Swan Martial Spirit is not top-notch, but if he cultivates so hard, the speed of improvement will at least be faster than before.
When practicing, he found that he could directly absorb the decomposed energy without needing to absorb the power of heaven and earth.
"My soul can be transformed into energy, and it can naturally absorb power, but it must be refined through meditation, but it is much faster than normal practice!"
Luo Chuan thought to himself that when other spirit masters cultivate, they have to absorb the power of heaven and earth through their own martial arts. The strength of the martial arts determines the speed of absorption and refinement, so geniuses will cultivate much faster.
If he has sufficient energy, he can omit the step of absorbing the power of heaven and earth, which will greatly increase the speed of his cultivation.
After cultivating in the middle of the night, the soreness on his body has disappeared a lot. He calculated it, and it took so long to consume a little energy.
Moreover, after directly absorbing the decomposed energy to practice, his cultivation speed has more than doubled, which is estimated to be comparable to a top genius.
As long as the energy is sufficient, he can always maintain this state.
With surprise, he fell asleep naturally, sleeping very sweetly, without having nightmares.
The next day, Luo Chuan was awakened by Qian Renxue. Seeing the medicinal soup in his hand, he was moved and said, "Brother, you are so caring. You will not prepare medicinal soup for me every day?"
"I heard that your cultivation is very hard. As a elder brother, of course I have to do something for your younger brother."
With a smile in Qian Renxue's eyes, she put down the bowl: "Hurry up and drink, wait to learn swordsmanship."
Luo Chuan shrugged and dried the medicinal soup in one mouthful. He was honored to be resistant to several poisons.
Qian Renxue twitched the corner of her mouth. This fellow seemed to be really not afraid of poison.
But she still doesn't believe in evil, no matter how powerful Luochuan is, can it be possible that any poison can be absorbed?
She still has a lot of poison, so she doesn't mind to keep trying.
In this way, Luochuan entered a two-point-one-line life, practicing hard at the Royal Academy during the day, practicing and resting at night, and adding a bowl of poison to adjust his life in the middle, which is really very fulfilling.