Chapter 5

"Gravity suit?"

Fang Xing was tongue-tied in his heart.

In the interstellar era, adapting to different gravity is a compulsory course for martial artists!

A gravity suit is a piece of auxiliary training equipment that can easily adjust the martial artist's own gravity.

Moreover, this gravity acts on the whole body, deep into the cells, very evenly, and the effect is better than any weight-bearing training!

But the price is also very beautiful...

'And B-grade martial arts—Magic Sword, is the precursor to the A-grade martial arts 'Ghost God Sword'. This Gu Yun, at most fourteen years old, is already first-realm perfect, about to break through to the second realm, and has also practiced a B-grade martial art to the entry level...'

'By comparison, why do I feel like I've become a waste?'

He was speechless in his heart, but didn't dare to relax his hands, danced a stick flower, and blocked in front of him.

The next instant.

Swish!

A black shadow flashed, swift like a spirit cat, the wooden sword in her hand seemed to carry a hint of magic, slashing across the sky.

Slap!

Fang Xing only felt a great force coming from his hand, the wooden stick in his hand almost flew out, but ultimately didn't.

'Blocked it!'

'This isn't that I'm much stronger than Liu Wei, but that the other party has a gravity suit! The speed is much slower than before, and the power is also...'

He had an epiphany in his heart.

"Kill! Kill kill!"

Gu Yun's little face didn't have the slightest cute look, but was full of murderous intent, and she used the Magic Sword to slash again, her eyes even a little blood-red, as if she had a blood feud with Fang Xing.

'Magic Sword, it is indeed a Magic Sword... the killing intent is very heavy.'

Fang Xing felt as if he were a flat boat sailing in a storm, which could be destroyed at any time.

B-grade martial arts—Magic Sword, is originally a sword technique full of magic intent, which contains some hypnotic means and mental cultivation, and is meant to exert the martial artist's potential to the fullest.

The negative emotions and influences brought about by this are also very terrifying.

If you don't go crazy, you won't survive!

It is said that the A-grade martial arts 'Ghost God Sword' is even more terrifying!

After all, this is a terrifying martial art that can allow low-level martial artists to face evil deity dependents, originating from the era when humans fought bloody battles with extraterrestrial races!

Suddenly, Fang Xing saw Gu Yun's wooden sword slashing, one sword after another, two sword shadows seeming to overlap, carrying double the strength!

—Double Overlap Sword!

'No, can't block it.'

The wooden stick in his hand flew out, and he saw Gu Yun slashing over.

"Stop!"

Just at this moment, a thick voice came.

The wooden sword in Gu Yun's hand landed in front of Fang Xing and was caught by a palm as white as jade.

"Failed to hold back in time, I failed again..."

Gu Yun seemed to come back to her senses from some kind of trance, panting heavily, looking at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared in front of her: "Dad..."

The middle-aged man was burly, at least 1.9 meters tall. Hearing this, he just shook his head: "Little Yun'er, don't be discouraged, you have performed much better than last time... This 'Magic Sword' was a pure magic sect martial art in ancient times, containing a kind of magic nature. Practitioners will definitely create a bloody storm, but now the mystery has been cracked, which is to 'get the sword and forget the sword', defeat the enemy without killing, only then can the magic nature be tamed... Only with such a realm can one attempt to practice the 'Ghost God Sword' entry level, otherwise, at best, the spirit will be crazy and confused, and at worst, the Qi and blood will reverse and die..."

After saying these things, the middle-aged man looked at Fang Xing and Liu Wei: "Thank you both, double wages today!"

"Thank you, boss!"

As soon as Liu Wei heard this, his body didn't seem to hurt as much, and he immediately smiled.

Half an hour later.

Walking out of Glorious Jiangfu, Liu Wei became silent, and after a long time, he cursed: "Damn... if I had known it was this kind of sparring, I wouldn't have come. Double wages, only enough for medical expenses... that person looks like a professional, didn't expect him to be so stingy."

Fang Xing was savoring the middle-aged man's last words, shook his head: "People actually have compensation, and that is the cultivation tips of the Magic Sword... Natural-born families are good, this kind of personal teaching is hard to have in school, unless you get the favor of Teacher Xia Long..."

"Damn, I see it now, that little girl is using us as tools... She practices the Magic Sword technique, which is hard to control, so she needs living people to sacrifice the sword, but this kind of thing, once done, is stepping into the abyss... The so-called getting the sword and forgetting the sword is to use one's own will to tame the magic nature in the Magic Sword, to defeat us without killing, to leave room for the move, only then can the Magic Sword be truly practiced... That little girl's dad is deliberately hiding in the dark, just to control at all times, monitor whether the little girl can hold back, and stop at the last moment..."

Liu Wei is not stupid either.

Or rather, biochemical humans who can go to high school are basically elites. Seeing some things, he couldn't help but be tongue-tied: "The Magic Sword is so difficult, what about the A-grade martial arts 'Ghost God Sword'?"

"But we are indeed tools... fortunately, there are wages."

Fang Xing at least has a golden finger, not much frustrated, and said with a smile: "People even give double!"

With this sum, at least the entry-level nano-protective suit can be ordered.

"Hmph, this is what we got in exchange for injuries..." Liu Wei rubbed his shoulder, still muttering: "I originally thought that all the people living in Glorious Jiangfu were big rich people, but now it seems they are just middle-class..."

"Middle-class is a pseudo-proposition, do they have industries? It's about the same as middle-income people..." Fang Xing also complained: "From the fact that he arranged the Martial Daoist professional route for his daughter, we know that this family is not rich..."

Truly rich people directly pilot mechas.

"Yeah yeah, just middle-income, and they think they are rich..." Liu Wei was very happy, as if his injuries had improved a lot.

Happy Home residential area.

"So fast?"

Fang Xing looked at the express delivery at his door, scratched his head: "I just ordered it on the way..."

He hugged the express delivery, opened the door, and after scanning the identity verification, the express box opened automatically, revealing a silver-white metal ball inside.

Fang Xing pricked his fingertip, letting a drop of fresh blood fall on the silver-white metal ball.

This is not 'dripping blood to recognize the master', but letting the nano-suit remember his DNA information.

Ding!

After a light sound, Fang Xing followed the manual and let the silver-white metal ball contact the skin on his arm.

The silver-white metal ball instantly 'dissolved', like a liquid, covering his whole body.

"Mm, very light and thin, breathable..."

Fang Xing moved around and found that there was no obstruction at all, and the weight was also very light.

"Mask mode!"

He whispered, and a silver mask was immediately worn on his face, and even the eye socket position had a layer of transparent film for protection.

"All-around, no-dead-angle protection... Change color! Rose gold!"

Under Fang Xing's command, the nano-suit on his whole body instantly changed into various colors, finally settling on snow-white.

"Usually in school, there's no need to be so careful..."

He thought for a moment, let the nano-suit change into the style of a white short-sleeved shirt, lay on the chair casually, and picked up the holographic glasses: "Play! Play!"

Several hours later...

"Sigh... sure enough..."

Fang Xing had a lazy and satisfied look on his face, lying on the bed: "Addicted again... Even if I cross over, if there is no golden finger, I am still that salted fish..."

Admitting one's ordinariness and incompetence is also a test that growth needs to face.

Fang Xing knew very clearly that he was a corporate slave who worked nine to five, his history was not very good, even if he crossed to ancient times, the greatest possibility was dying because of language barriers, diseases, disasters, and wars.

Another world is even worse, representing that most of the crossing person's experience and knowledge must be scrapped, especially in worlds where technology is advanced and developed.

What he can rely on is actually only the golden finger.

If there is no golden finger, then he can only accept fate step by step.

"Lying... is also a kind of wisdom."

Fang Xing looked at the time and forced himself to fall asleep, after all, he still had classes tomorrow.

The next day.

Yucai High School.

Teacher Lan Fei, who had a hot figure, had a mellow voice: "... Evil deity dependents are divided into lower-level servants, upper-level servants, lower-level dependents, upper-level dependents... And between upper-level dependents and dominators, there is another level, that is—Evil Deity Offspring!"

"Evil deity offspring, whether in terms of pollution or ability, are far stronger than upper-level dependents, and even the most powerful evil deity offspring in rumors have the power and authority approaching lower-level dominators... It's just that the birth conditions of evil deity offspring are extremely harsh, the quantity is scarce, and they are not regarded as a group..."

Fang Xing looked next to him and found it empty.

Liu Wei was injured and asked for leave for one class, and was being treated in the school infirmary.

'The treatment cabin in the school infirmary can even quickly connect broken hands and feet... The key is that students have discounts, Liu Wei definitely wouldn't be willing to be treated outside...'

While thinking, Fang Xing took notes.

Suddenly, he raised his head slightly and saw a gaze sweep over.

'Is it her, Bai Lianyi?'

Fang Xing saw a female student with exquisite features, looking over with thoughtful eyes.

The other party's skin was fair and delicate, as if she were a fine porcelain doll, with a temperament like a girl next door, wearing a snow-white training suit, with a pitch-black belt wrapped around her waist, adding a bit of heroic and capable feeling.

'It seems that before at Glorious Jiangfu, I didn't see the wrong person... Is this a guilty conscience?'

While pondering, the class finally ended.

Accompanied by the change of environment, it would soon be the martial arts class that Fang Xing wanted.

"Ah Xing, I'm back!"

At this time, Liu Wei also ran over, the acne on his face carrying a bit of jumping and crimson.

Any student can skip cultural classes, but definitely wouldn't want to miss martial arts classes.

For martial arts teachers like Xia Long, the private tutoring fee outside starts at at least 10,000 Star Credits per hour!

"Injuries healed?"

Fang Xing glanced sideways.

"Of course... full of vitality!" Liu Wei showed off his muscles.

The medical technology of the interstellar era is indeed not a cover, and since his arm wasn't broken, it healed very quickly.

"Teacher Xia is here!"

Fang Xing wanted to say something else, but saw Xia Long walk into the classroom. His eyes were like a tiger, sweeping around, his voice like a bell, roaring: "Stand the stance first, then punch!"

"Yes!"

All the students agreed together, and at the same time set up the Great Dragon Stance, carrying a neat and uniform beauty.

Fang Xing was fully focused, practicing the stance, and gradually forgot himself.

Suddenly, his spine seemed to be whipped, and his hair stood on end like a kitten whose tail had been stepped on.

"The stance is too dead, Qi and blood need attention at the third node of the spine..."

By his ear, Xia Long's voice came.

Fang Xing followed subconsciously, feeling his whole body's skin tighten, and his skill deepened by another level.

He shuddered and looked at the attribute panel:

【Great Dragon Stance: 69/100 (Entry)】

'Finally waited for Teacher Xia's guidance again, sure enough, having guidance and not having guidance are completely two different things...'