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"Crack …"

"Too weak, as weak as I imagined!"

"Crack …"

"Crack!"

"…"

In just a short moment, Meng Wenjia's hair was also in disarray, and her eyes, which were as bright as stars, were bloodshot. Blue veins could be seen on her delicate face.

At this moment, Meng Wenjia had also been hit by a tree branch more than a hundred times.

However, unlike Weng Zixuan, Meng Wenjia's dress was still intact.

But the pain was the same, from the skin to the bones.

At that moment, Meng Wenjia finally realized how terrifying the pain was.

No wonder Weng Zixuan was like that. She, the cultivation, was much stronger than Weng Zixuan, but she wasn't able to endure this pain as Weng Zixuan could.

"I'll kill you!"

Meng Wenjia yelled as her hair danced in the wind. She couldn't believe that her opponent was only holding onto a branch while she was holding onto her sword. Not only was she not a match, she couldn't even touch a corner of her opponent's clothes.

"Swish! Swish!"

As the sword light flowed out, Meng Wenjia had already attacked with all her might, and the sword art of her Meng Family was also extraordinary.

"Crack …"

"Crack …"

However, the result was the same. Dozens of times later, Meng Wenjia collapsed onto the ground, paralyzed, unable to stand up anymore. However, her eyes were staring at Du Shaomu unwillingly.

"Too weak, he's not even comparable to Weng Zixuan."

Du Shaomu was not affected by her words. He glanced at Meng Wenjia and calculated that the number of times Weng Zixuan had persisted was slightly more.

Jin Jiawen, Tang Qian, and Lee Yao were watching this scene from a distance. Their eyes were wide open as they stared at the scene in front of them.

The impact to Jin Jiawen and the other two girls right now was not small.

So it turned out that they did not take young teacher too seriously.

young teacher, who was only a few years older than them, probably wouldn't be much stronger than them with his own strength.

But at this moment, Meng Wenjia had quite a few opponents, and even a corner of young teacher's clothes could not be taken by her.

Only then did Jin Jiawen, Tang Qian, and Lee Yao realize that young teacher was much stronger than they had imagined.

What shocked the three girls the most was that this young teacher did not have any tender feelings for a girl like pride.

Seeing Meng Wenjia's expression, they knew that she had suffered a lot, and couldn't help but feel a sense of fear.

"The third one, who's going to take over?"

While the three girls looked at each other, Du Shaomu no longer cared about Meng Wenjia. His gaze also fell on Jin Jiawen and the other two girls.

"Crack …"

"Crack …"

"…"

About an hour later, Jin Jiawen, Tang Qian, Lee Yao, and Xiaohu all collapsed onto the ground. Their hair was disheveled and they were in a terrible state to look at.

At this moment, Jin Jiawen, Tang Qian, and Lee Yao finally understood what happened to Weng Zixuan and Meng Wenjia.

That tree branch might have seemed to fall down lightly, but that sort of pain was heart-wrenching. It was unbearable, and it caused them to continuously scream in pain.

Xiaohu's condition was the same as everyone else's. It was a tragic sight, and like Weng Zixuan, he was also dressed in rags.

However, at this moment, Weng Zixuan, Meng Wenjia, and the others were shocked to discover that Xiaohu's strength had exceeded their expectations.

Xiaohu's strength was definitely the strongest amongst them.

Xiaohu was also the one who lasted the longest under the tree.

Xiaohu was completely unable to get up after being whipped by the branch two hundred times.

Everyone looked at Du Shaomu with fear, shock, unwillingness, and some doubts in their eyes.

Only Xiaohu's eyes were filled with excitement and passion.

Xiaohu understood that Elder Brother Shaodu must have a motive for doing this. It was a rare opportunity.

Ignoring the six people on the ground, Du Shaomu stretched his back and walked to the side, summoning a medicinal cauldron.

"Could it be …" He's still a Pill Master? "

Seeing Du Shaomu call out the medicinal cauldron, Meng Wenjia, Jin Jiawen and the others were surprised. Could it be that this young teacher was actually a Pill Master?

Pill Master was an extremely rare existence, even though they had high and low innate talent.

But as long as it was detected that one could become a Pill Master, such a person would be able to surpass the status of an ordinary martial cultivator.

Just like World College, there were strict conditions for recruitment.

However, if you have the identity of a Pill Master, you can directly enter the academy.

From this, he was able to see what the identity of the Pill Master represented.

But shortly after, under the gazes of Meng Wenjia, Weng Zixuan and the rest, Du Shaomu did not summon the medicinal cauldron to refine the pill, but to condense the Pill Fire, and began to throw the previously processed python meat into the medicinal cauldron.

Soon after, under Meng Wenjia and Jin Jiawen's astonished gaze, Du Shaomu once again threw in a lot of spirit medicine filled with multicolored light into the medicinal cauldron.

With one look, one could tell that these spiritual medicines were extraordinary, and were all expensive items.

Only Xiaohu was not moved. He already knew what Yan Elder Brother Shaodu was going to do.

After a moment, Xiaohu recovered some strength and immediately prepared a few stone bowls at the side.

The Pill Fire whistled through the air. It was not like ordinary fire.

A rich fragrance wafted out from the medicinal cauldron. Under Du Shaomu's concoction of the pill fire, the elixirs all transformed into Spiritual Liquid and fused into the serpent's soup.

"Elder Brother Shaodu."

Xiaohu walked forward and handed over the clean stone bowl.2

Du Shaomu tasted a bowl and only gave a toothpick.

The meat of the Raging Inferno Python, which was at the ninth level of the Demonic Master realm, and some spiritual herbs did not have any benefit to Du Shaomu at the moment.

"You guys drink it, then take a deep breath."

After Du Shaomu finished talking to Xiaohu, he rushed out and arrived at the distant tree trunk of a towering tree that had been withered for who knows how long. He sat cross-legged on it.

Du Shaomu closed his eyes. He seemed to be deep in thought, as well as meditating.

"You guys are pretty lucky, this is a good item."

Xiaohu smiled at Weng Zixuan, Meng Wenjia, and the others and passed the stone bowls to everyone.

Meng Wenjia, Jin Jiawen, and the others were shocked. Their gazes were complicated.

However, they were not stupid. The meat of the Raging Inferno Python which was at the ninth level of the Demonic Master Stage was already good for them, as it could replenish their vital energy and blood.

More importantly, they saw with their own eyes just now that the Inferno Python's stew was filled with quite a few priceless spiritual medicines. So, the snake broth was absolutely a treasure.

Although everyone was a little bit bashful after being beaten up by young teacher just now, the pain pierced their hearts. They were afraid and unwilling, but they were still unable to resist the benefits of the snake broth and immediately went forward.

Very quickly, everyone drank the serpent soup from the medicinal cauldron to the bottom.

Ajia knew the benefits of the elixir in the serpent's soup.

Not to mention Xiaohu and Weng Zixuan, even Meng Wenjia, Jin Jiawen, and the other two girls didn't care about their image.

Following that, the six of them began to meditate and refine the benefits of the snake broth.

As everyone circulated their energy, they began to breathe in and out. The medicinal strength and blood energy contained in the snake broth began to spread throughout everyone's body.

Only then did everyone realize that the benefits of the snake broth were much more astonishing than they had imagined.

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