Chapter 475: Making a Request

Chu Feng stood inside the house, posture straight as a spear.

He raised his head, gazing at the large screen before him.

On the screen, bare-handed Jiang Cheng and Wan Lin, wielding twin swords, stood twenty meters apart, facing each other.

At the center position, a countdown ticked.

"I don't know if this time Jiang Cheng can defeat his master, the old lady."

Chu Feng's eyes showed a hint of worry.

He still hoped Jiang Cheng would win; even Wan Lin, deep down, thought the same.

However, just because she thought that in her heart didn't mean she would hold back in the upcoming fight; instead, she would give it her all.

In the virtual combat, Wan Lin's virtual shadow knew only to attack; even when at a disadvantage, she thought only of rushing as close as possible to Jiang Cheng to strike.

However, if it were a real person, it wouldn't be like that.

At the same level, a Force Warrior fighting a Spiritual Thought Master can launch a feint, actually blocking and defending, first draining the opponent's spiritual power, and once it's nearly depleted, then unleash a fierce assault.

He could think of this; Wan Lin surely could not fail to think of it.

"All we can do is hope he can break this situation," Chu Feng thought to himself.

The countdown on the screen finally ended.

In an instant, three steel needles shot toward Wan Lin like lightning.

Her face changed instantly.

Because these three steel needles were tightly stuck together, they were effectively one rather than three.

Yet their speed did not diminish in the slightest; even her movement technique, at such close range, could not hope to dodge.

"Clang!"

The next moment, the twin swords struck the steel needles, sending sparks flying.

The three steel needles instantly split apart, flying in different directions.

Wan Lin stepped back two steps, her arms numbed from the shock.

"Nice kid!"

She exclaimed in admiration.

No sooner had her words fallen than a whistling sound came from behind; the three steel needles that had been flung back reassembled and flew straight toward her.

"Clang!"

The twin swords blocked again.

Wan Lin retreated another two steps; this time, the numbness in her arms deepened further.

"I didn't expect this kid's use of psychic weapons to reach such a level; it hasn't been long, and he's improved since last time."

Wan Lin narrowed her eyes; if that were the case, she would have to change her tactics.

So, the next moment, she pushed her form to the limit and sprinted toward Jiang Cheng.

"Nice kid!"

Outside, Chu Feng watched, also overjoyed.

Obviously, the master also knew that if this continued, Jiang Cheng's spiritual power wouldn't be exhausted yet, and she would collapse, so she switched from defense to offense.

The question is, he remembered Jiang Cheng's movement technique wasn't weak either; sure enough, as Wan Lin rushed forward, Jiang Cheng's figure flashed backward at extreme speed, and at the same time, the three steel needles merged into one and lunged at her again.

"Clang!"

This impact left Wan Lin barely able to hold her weapon steady.

Because they were twin swords, even an attack twice as strong as a Ten-level Force Warrior's strongest blow could be blocked.

But Jiang Cheng's strike was three times a Ten-level Force Warrior's strongest blow! At first she could barely block it with sword technique, but after one, two, three, four times, she ultimately couldn't withstand it.

The next second, the three steel needles that had been blown away flew back again and again. "All right, kid, you win," Wan Lin said, hearing the whistling from behind, and lowered her weapon with a smile.

As her words fell, the three steel needles hovered in midair.

"Big Chief, I concede," Jiang Cheng hurriedly said.

Wan Lin laughed and shook her head.

"Whether she let him win or not, she wasn't sure herself? 'Let's go out first; we'll talk about the reward later.'"

"Yes, Big Chief."

The two exited the system and woke from the virtual cabin.

"Jiang little brother, your use of psychic weapons is quite extraordinary," Chu Feng praised first: "I guess those three steel needles probably aren't your limit yet?"

"That, probably? I haven't tried it," Jiang Cheng said, smiling embarrassedly.

Anyway, his proficiency with fourth-grade intermediate psychic weapons was complete.

For this kind of top-tier third-grade material, using four or five at once would probably be no problem, since they're much lighter.

"All right, kid, don't be modest," Wan Lin glanced at him: "Just those three steel needles from earlier—adding one or two more wouldn't be a problem for you; you only used three to save my old lady's face."

Jiang Cheng laughed and cried at once.

Could he say he hadn't thought that much?

Meanwhile, Chu Feng and Wan Lin beside him were very happy, especially the latter, who felt genuine joy from the heart.

Because if Jiang Cheng's performance in the virtual combat might have been exaggerated, then the fight just now was absolutely real.

Even she couldn't win against Jiang Cheng, and the same would go for those other Supremes.

If Jiang Cheng could maintain this performance...

"Cough."

Wan Lin coughed once, realizing her thoughts had gone too far afield.

After all, Jiang Cheng is only a Level One Grandmaster now; becoming a Supreme is still far off.

"Kid, this old woman previously promised you, if you win you can make a request—whether it's helping you do something or you want something, you can say it; as long as it's not too outrageous, I'll agree."

Jiang Cheng heard that and glanced at Chu Feng beside him.

"What are you looking at me for?" Chu Feng laughed heartily, "Just bring up whatever you want; it's not me who made this bet with you."

Jiang Cheng looked toward Wan Lin again.

As for Secret Martial Arts, better forget it.

His current strength, while it's impossible to defeat all Supremes, defeating more than half of the thirteen people is not a big problem.

By then, there might be too many Secret Martial Arts to practice.

So, choosing a treasure is best.

Precisely, defeating the Supremes also yields no material reward, at least for now.

"Big Chief," Jiang Cheng said, "I want a treasure that can speed up the recovery of Spiritual Power."

After all, realm is the foundation; with a higher realm, even without practicing any Secret Technique, a simple punch can make the mountains and rivers change color.

If we could obtain a treasure of higher grade than the Azure Jade Coiled Dragon Pendant, it would be perfect.

"A treasure that speeds up Spiritual Power recovery?"

Upon hearing this, Wan Lin and Chu Feng exchanged a glance, both somewhat puzzled.

Chu Feng needn't say more; the Azure Jade Coiled Dragon Pendant was originally handed to Jiang Cheng by him personally.

Wan Lin, naturally, also learned the specific details from his mouth, so she also knows that Jiang Cheng possesses the Azure Jade Coiled Dragon Pendant.

"That's right, I indeed have an Azure Jade Coiled Dragon Pendant on me." Seeing this, Jiang Cheng also spoke up to explain: "However, this jade pendant, for me now, makes it hard to further increase Spiritual Power recovery speed, so I want to exchange it for a higher‑grade one; then, Spiritual Power recovery speed will also increase considerably." (End of chapter)