Chapter 79: Tang San angrily uses a small knife to stab his butt, in order to make Yu Xiaogang apply medicine

Deep in the night, in the dormitory of Yu Xiaogang and Tang San,

the two of them knelt and lay prone in turn, applying medicine to each other's wounds.

Yu Xiaogang had originally been turned into a eunuch, and when Tang San applied medicine to the deepest part of his wound,

a strange sensation instantly fell upon him.

Yu Xiaogang closed his eyes gently, relaxed his entire body, and rested his head on the bed, feeling extremely comfortable.

"Little San, continue,"

"don't stop, apply a bit more medicine to my wound."

Soon, the process turned to Tang San again,

and just after Yu Xiaogang finished applying medicine to Tang San,

he suddenly said another sentence,

"Little San, I feel the medicine on the wound was applied a bit unevenly; would you mind applying it for me again?"

Tang San was stunned for a moment, but he could only nod.

The two swapped identities, and Yu Xiaogang resumed the previous posture once more,

eyes slightly closed, entire body relaxed,

refreshing!

The next day, Ye Lin flew out of the dormitory early using the Shenling to practice.

After absorbing the third Spirit Ring, Ye Lin's cultivation had another huge improvement.

Just in terms of cultivation alone, it directly increased from Thirty Level to thirty-nine level,

and it was thirty-nine and a half level, which could almost be called a half-step Soul Ancestor.

If she had worked hard back then, rushing to Soul Ancestor should not have been a problem,

but at the time, her soul power was not sufficient; if she had forced the breakthrough,

it would inevitably have caused an unstable foundation, and she would have had to spend more time maintaining the foundation later, which would have been a loss that outweighed the gain.

Ye Lin controlled the Shenling to fly at extreme speed in the air, exhausting her soul power, and finally landed to practice and replenish it.

After repeating this twice, she finally used the Shenling for combat training.

Using one mind for three tasks,

one part controlled her own body, while the other two parts respectively controlled the left and right sides of the Shenling.

She even began to wonder if using one mind for multiple tasks was very similar to schizophrenia,

except that schizophrenia involves two minds constantly switching, while using one mind for multiple tasks involves multiple thoughts existing simultaneously, yet each one is the original thought and does not change.

After practicing for a while controlling the Shenling,

she extended her right hand, and five sharp golden blades swished out from between her fingers.

The golden traces directly carved an afterimage in the air.

This time, the biggest gain should be considered that Five-Claw Golden Dragon Right Palm Bone.

Ye Lin flicked her right hand, and an iron block flew out from her storage ring.

The golden blades swept across it, instantly slicing it neatly into two.

It did not make the slightest sound,

as if the two halves had originally been separate.

The cut surface was as smooth as a mirror,

the incision had not the slightest deformation, and it was extremely effortless.

Ye Lin had not even felt it touch anything before it had already sliced it in two.

The sharpness is evident.

She suddenly had a whim to compare it with her own sword.

To see which one had higher strength.

Holding the Immortal Sword in her hand,

two yellow and one purple, two Spirit Rings slowly rose from beneath her feet.

A Five-Clawed Golden Dragon coiled around the body of the Immortal Sword,

the majesty of an Emperor fully displayed within it.

The white, blue, and black dragons that were originally able to divide into three followed obediently behind the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon.

Ye Lin held the sword in her left hand and tried to cut against the sharp blade protruding from her right hand.

"Clang!"

A crisp sound rang out.

Neither side suffered the slightest damage.

She then used the sharp blade to attack the Immortal Sword, and it was still a crisp sound.

Still no damage.

The difference in strength between the two was not that great, and it was impossible to completely determine which was stronger or weaker.

After eating breakfast,

Ye Lin led the group from Shrek Academy to practice.

This time was a little different from before,

which was that Ye Lin's opponent had been changed to Zhao Wuji.

She chose to let Zhao Wuji give her practical combat lessons; although she was constantly being beaten, the process of being beaten was growth, while the process of beating others, although it had some growth, was still too little.

Almost everyone was being tortured, including Ning Rongrong and Oscar.

At night, the group went to the Suotuo Great Spirit Arena again for Soul Fighting,

but Tang San and Yu Xiaogang did not go today.

At night, Tang San and Yu Xiaogang once again began to apply medicine to each other's wounds with practiced movements,

the two of them enjoying the extremely sharp and refreshing sensation.

And just after Yu Xiaogang applied medicine to Tang San for the last time,

Yu Xiaogang finally let out a long sigh of relief.

"San, so much time has passed,"

"your wounds are finally healed,"

"applying medicine one last time today will be enough,"

"there will be no need tomorrow,"

"but it is a pity that Godfather's injuries are still quite serious and will still require you to apply medicine later on,"

"thank you for your hard work."

Tang San was instantly stunned on the spot; in the future, Godfather would not be able to apply medicine for him?

Then how would he be able to enjoy it?

"Alright, Godfather, it is no trouble,"

although he was extremely unwilling in his heart, he still agreed to it with his mouth.

He kept thinking about how he could continue to let Yu Xiaogang apply medicine for him later on.

Could it be by getting injured at the Soul Fighting Arena?

But how could there be such a coincidence that he would happen to injure his butt?

Everything before was just an accident; there would definitely not be a next time.

When it was Tang San's turn to apply medicine to Yu Xiaogang,

he kept thinking about it.

Suddenly, he thought of something when he saw the short sword Yu Xiaogang had placed on the table nearby.

Although it was a bit cruel, for the sake of his own happiness, he would go all out!

Late at night, just after Yu Xiaogang had fallen fast asleep,

Tang San quietly took the short sword, pushed open the dormitory door, and came to the back of the dormitory.

He looked at the short sword in his right hand and then turned his head to look behind him.

For the sake of happiness, he would risk it!

"Ah!"

Tang San let out a loud shout, gripped the short sword, and stabbed it straight into his butt.

"Ah!!"

This stab was off-target; it didn't hit the key spot!

He closed his eyes and put on a mask of pain; he only remembered to stab, but forgot to stab the right spot!

And just at this moment, the group who were training under Zhao Wuji's Gravity Amplification were stunned for a moment.

What was that scream just now?

And it even sounded a bit familiar?

Never mind, continue training.

Behind the dormitory,

Tang San pulled out the blood-stained short sword and swallowed his saliva; he gestured a few times to ensure the short sword could hit the right spot.

"Ah!"

Tang San let out a loud shout, gripped the short sword, and stabbed down fiercely once again.

"Ah!!!"

It was another extremely miserable scream, several times more miserable than the last one.

Although he was in pain, a smile was on his face.

This time the short sword finally hit the right spot,

and the depth was also sufficient, without affecting the subsequent Soul Fighting at the Soul Fighting Arena too much.

Enduring the pain, he didn't even pull the short sword out,

and walked bit by bit toward the dormitory he shared with Yu Xiaogang.

The group who were training were ultimately attracted by this scream,

and one by one they left the dormitory to look outside.

They saw Tang San limping toward the dormitory with a short sword stuck in his butt.

He seemed to be muttering something, which they couldn't hear clearly, only the words "Godfather" were relatively clear.

"Godfather,"

"I was ambushed and injured,"

"you can continue to apply medicine for me again."