Chapter 397 The Pinnacle King, Monk Hua!
Fu Zhengqing's lofty and invincible king's posture collapsed in Yang Fan's heart at this moment.
A king is, after all, just a layman.
When encountering danger, they will also be afraid to retreat, and they will also shout for help.
"However, compared to Wang Hongfang, the coward, even if he is calling for help, Mr. Fu can shout so fresh and refined. It's really...remarkable!"
"Now, the entire northwest region probably knows that King Fu is in danger, right?"
Yang Fan sighed in his heart, feeling that Fu Wang was no longer superior, no longer so far away from him, and even felt a little more kind and kind.
It's just that, shouting so loudly, the don't rescue soldiers didn't move in, but the beast king from outside the territory was recruited!
Yang Fan smacked his lips, a bit incomprehensible.
Even if you can't call for help via sound transmission, you can make a cloud piercing arrow or make a phone call. Do you have to use this most primitive and exposed way to do this?
Face, do you really not care at all?
Yang Fan touched his chin, and watched closely Fu Zhengqing who was being hanged and beaten outside the city, the blood sprayed out biubiu, and in just such a short time, he had already taken in more breath and let out less breath.
At this time, Yang Fan suddenly realized.
My own life is almost at stake, who the hell cares about being shameless?
In any case, the most important thing is to survive first!
If he moved to another place, Yang Fan promises that he must have slipped away long ago!
Even if he had to go all out for some reason, he would yell louder than Master Fu when he called for help.
Well, maybe some modal particles will be added, such as "Ah!"
"Master Fu Wang is still a bit embarrassing, how can you just shout for help, keep it coherent, hey!"
Yang Fan was a little anxious for Fu Zhengqing, wishing he could shout for him a few more times.
"You have been attacked by the spiritual domain of Wukong, the fifth-level martial king, and your understanding of the absolute spirit domain has been further deepened. The skill proficiency is 300, and the range of the absolute spirit domain is 1."
"You have been attacked by the spiritual domain of Wukong, the fifth-level martial king, and your understanding of the absolute spirit domain has been further deepened. The skill proficiency is 300, and the range of the absolute spirit domain is 1."
"..."
As his understanding of the Absolute Spirit Realm deepened, Yang Fan had roughly figured out the composition and flaws of the Absolute Spirit Realm.
With a movement of his mind, a light red domain chain rose with the wind, and rushed out of the bloody domain of the monkey. The attributes of the two domains were similar, and it landed on Fu Zhengqing without any hindrance.
"Intermediate healing technique!"
Yang Fan's mind moved slightly, and once again performed an intermediate healing technique on Fu Zhengqing, the familiar white light appeared, and the rule fluctuations brought about by the intermediate healing technique once again played its due role on Fu Zhengqing's body.
Because of the existence of the Absolute Spirit Domain, the surrounding spiritual power cannot flow in in time, so the healing effect is much lower than before, but it is better than nothing!
At least the wound on Fu Zhengqing's body stopped bleeding, and his breathing was much smoother than before. Even if he was simply beaten, he could survive for a few more minutes.
"You used an intermediate healing technique on the sixth-level Martial King Fu Zhengqing, and the treatment was successful. Fu Zhengqing's injuries have improved a little. Mental Power 1, Spiritual Will 1, and Skill Proficiency 2."
"You used an intermediate healing technique on the sixth-level Martial King Fu Zhengqing, and the treatment was successful. Fu Zhengqing's injuries improved a little, with 1 mental power, 1 spiritual will, and 2 skill proficiency.
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"..."
Yang Fan looked at Fu Zhengqing sympathetically, but his subordinates didn't slow down at all. One after another, intermediate healing techniques were thrown at Fu Zhengqing as if they didn't want money.
Not for anything else, but for Lord Fu to be able to hold on for a while longer.
At least, we have to last until the rescuers arrive before stopping the food!
Fu Zhengqing's mood is very complicated now.
Yang Fan was able to give milk to him again through the monkey's spiritual realm. He was very happy at first. After all, the more he recovered from his physical injuries, the higher his chances of survival would be.
But as time went by, he felt more and more that something was wrong.
Compared with the first time, Yang Fan's healing effect was significantly weakened, and he could not recover from his injuries in an instant, so he soon fell into a vicious circle that made him want to live and die.
The monkey punched him, and he spat out blood.
Yang Fan treated him, and he spat blood.
Then he struggled back and forth between spitting blood and returning blood.
It is true that he cannot die in a short time, but it hurts!
The stinky monkey in front of him is ruthless, attacking his vitals with every move, such as the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, head, eyes, throat, abdomen, and arms, and the worst part is that it will come to the monkey to steal peaches from time to time , Every time he steals it, he wants to die.
"Hua! Why hasn't your mother come out yet?! If you don't come out, I'm really done!"
Fu Zhengqing roared in pain in his heart, and couldn't help roaring towards the sky again:
"Minister Hua! Help~~~!"
"Hahaha!"
"Fu Zhengqing, Fu Zhengqing, didn't you say that it would be impossible to ask the old man for help in this life? Why, what are you doing so loudly now that the old man's eardrums hurt a little?!"
A long laugh, from far to near, resounded through the whole world.
In the sky above Taikang City, a bald monk dressed in a monk's robe with a wine gourd hanging from his waist descended from the sky with a golden dog leg with an attractive aroma, and looked up at the whole world below with a smile.
"A few little guys outside the domain, this is my human race's family business, why are you coming out to join in the fun, all go back to me!"
With a wave of his hand, all the four beast kings, including Jinmei and Longarm, who had been lurking in the northwest border, were blasted out of the sky.
Then, the monk took a bite of the dog leg contentedly, his mouth full of oil.
"Roar!"
"Roar!!"
Golden Eyebrow, Long Arm, Sable, and Old Leopard, the four beast kings coiling around the northwest periphery let out a terrified roar at the same time, and then shrank their necks, not daring to raise their heads again.
"Peak king!"
"This stinky monk is actually a peak king, and the dog leg in his hand is also the king-level flesh and blood of my monster clan!"
"It's so scary! I can't afford it, I can't afford it!"
"..."
The four great beast kings secretly sent voices, and while their bodies were flying south, they took advantage of the situation to flee far away, and at the same time acted like a turtle, not daring to covet the slightest covetousness towards the northwestern guard house in a short time.
It's so frightening, even the king-level peak has come out, will the emperor-level be far behind?
No wonder Fu Zhengqing dared to call for help so brazenly just now. It turned out that the rescuer he was going to invite was a peak-level human king.
If I had known that this guy had such a strong backer, the brothers would not dare to come and join in the fun.
Yang Fan raised his head in astonishment.
Unexpectedly, the savior brought by Fu Zhengqing would be so awesome. He repelled the four kings of beasts from outside the territory as soon as he arrived, forcing the four kings of beasts to shrink their necks and put their tails between their legs, not even daring to fart.
This strength is much stronger than Master Fu Wang's!
"I don't know which Minister Hua it is, it turns out that Master Fu invited Monk Hua!"
Qu Hongde also sneaked into the city at some point, and stood behind Yang Fan and Zhu Huanan, seeing the handsome little monk floating down from the sky who was eating and drinking with wine and meat, he couldn't help stroking his beard and chuckling.
"I didn't expect that he was also in the northwest region. With him, it's no problem to take care of a little king-level alien!"
Qu Hongde coughed up a mouthful of blood, but the look on his face was relaxed.
With the arrival of strong reinforcements, the danger will be eliminated, and none of them should die.
With a wave of his hand, Yang Fan threw an intermediate healing technique on Qu Hongde's body. The injuries in Qu Hongde's body quickly improved gradually, and his complexion became much more rosy.
"Old Qu knows this person?" Yang Fan took the opportunity to ask Qu Hongde.
Qu Hongde cast a grateful glance at Yang Fan, nodded softly, and said, "The Distinguished Professor of Jinghua Wuhan University, the temporary deputy director of the Personnel Department of Jinghua City Education Bureau, Monk Hua! It's just that he stayed in Jinghua City before and rarely came out. I don't know why now..."
"Oh, yes!" Qu Hongde suddenly understood, and said in a soft voice, "Now that the college entrance examination is coming, all major martial arts schools will send their foreign affairs teachers to station in various regions of the Federation in advance to conduct an early inspection. I want to assign this year This Teacher Hua is the recruiting teacher who came to our Northwest Township Mansion!"
After finishing speaking, Qu Hongde couldn't help but turned his head to look at Yang Fan, and said, "Little friend Yang Fan, if you intend to apply for Jinghua Wuhan University, you might as well get in touch with this professor Hua in advance. If you can be selected by him, you don't need to pass the college entrance examination." , directly recruited into the school!"
Yang Fan's eyes lit up, and at the same time his tongue snapped.
I feel that Jinghua Wuhan University is really awesome. Even the recruiting teachers sent to foreign regions are such powerful kings. It is really hard to imagine how powerful Jinghua Wuda itself is.
"Mr. Qu, does the professor Quanjiao of Beijing Wuhan University have such a strong strength?" Yang Fan asked Qu Hongde curiously.
"Of course...it's impossible!" Qu Hongde directly shook his head and said, "Kingdom is not Chinese cabbage, how could there be so many?"
"Although Jinghua Wuhan University is a famous federal university, its own strength is extremely powerful, but the total number of king-level powerhouses will not exceed one hand. This professor Hua's strength can be regarded as one of the best in the entire Wuhan University."
"However, in the past years, the recruiting teachers of our northwest tutelary mansion were usually masters at the ninth level or at the peak of the master. For the first time in so many years, such a king-level peak as Monk Hua!"
Qu Hongde is also a little strange, why this year's Jinghua Martial Arts Conference sent such a heavyweight professor as Monk Hua to preside over the recruitment work in Northwest China?
However, Monk Hua came at just the right time, and he saved his life!
"Shout! Brother Zhengqing, you were beaten badly?!"
Monk Hua slowly landed beside Fu Zhengqing and the monkey. Seeing Fu Zhengqing's miserable appearance with a bruised nose and swollen face, he grinned happily, raised his right wrist, turned around, and said to Fu Zhengqing, "Come on, brother Zhengqing, this opportunity is rare. Let's go first." Let’s take a picture together and keep it as a souvenir!”
Click!
The photo freezes, a handsome bald head, and a middle-aged uncle who has been beaten beyond recognition have become eternity in the photo.
The corner of Yang Fan's mouth twitched.
At this time, I even thought about taking a selfie.
I feel that this bald head seems a bit unreliable!
Qu Hongde's old face also turned black, he didn't expect Monk Hua to come out like this at all.
"I have long heard that Monk Hua is free-spirited and unrestrained. He is obviously not a monk, but he insists on shaving his head all day long, wearing monk robes, and pretending to be a master of Taoism."
"Now it seems that the rumors are indeed true!"
Qu Hongde mourned for Fu Zhengqing in his heart. Now he has realized that the reason why King Fu called for help so shamelessly just now may not be just because Monk Hua's cultivation level is too high, so it is difficult to accurately capture and locate him. where the breath is.
If it doesn't work out, it's another bad taste of Monk Hua.
"Huh? This monkey is interesting!"
After taking the selfie, Monk Hua's attention finally shifted to the golden monkey who was beating Fu Zhengqing. After taking a bite of the golden roasted dog leg, he muttered: "It turned out to be a strange person who is alive and kicking around. It's rare!" Very good, it should be able to sell for a lot of money!"