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Chapter 70: Do you think I, Zao Wou-ki, an honest man? (1/2)
The auxiliary soul master of the healing system is equally rare compared to the auxiliary that increases the ability!
Moreover, as long as you are not dead, you can wake up?
What is this concept?
It is estimated that few healing soul masters in the whole continent dare to say that.
Naturally, Dai Mubai was most shocked.
You are a level 30 soul master who can blow me away with one punch. Now tell me that you are a healing soul master?
Is it the kind of healing soul master who hides behind the battlefield and regains the blood of his injured teammates?
Dai Mubai looked at Wang Feng, and for a while, he couldn’t accept it. These two kinds of transformations were extremely different!
“Healing system? As long as you are not dead, can you wake up? Is it true?” Ning Rongrong opened her mouth slightly. If there was such a healing type of martial soul, it would have shocked the mainland a long time ago!”
But just now, Ning Rongrong had never seen Wang Feng’s mysterious and beautiful little flower martial spirit.
Zhu Zhuqing also found it a bit incredible.
There are very few martial souls who truly heal the system.
“Really.” Wang Feng nodded, “So, the fight will start soon, you can wave at will.” If you have any tricks, just do it to this Teacher Zao. If you are injured, it’s mine.”
“Well, I will give you blood back later to heal your injuries.”
In team combat, it is difficult for Wang Feng to make progress.
Mainly because he is too strong.
Unless he had a one-on-one fight with Zao Wou-Ki, it would be fine, but that’s a matter for the junior. Wang Feng is planning to find another opportunity.
But it’s not good if they don’t participate. Besides, Tang San and the four need such a battle to make them run in and get used to the battle.
Wang Feng felt that this was a good opportunity to show his healing ability, mainly because he didn’t want to wait for several people to be seriously injured.
In the original work, Wang Feng still remembers very clearly. In this battle, Zhu Zhuqing, Xiaowu, and Tang San were all injured to varying degrees. Zhu Zhuqing and Xiaowu were both in a coma. It took a day to recover, but Oscar’s sausage could not be recovered.
Zhu Zhuqing stopped talking. Tang San and Xiaowu have a very good relationship with themselves. He doesn’t want the two of them to be injured and not cured for the time being.
To fight, you must experience injury. But the cure also needs to be timely.
In the past five years, Wang Feng himself has not suffered many injuries.
“Brother Feng, but, but I remember, isn’t your auxiliary ability to restore soul power?”
Xiao Wu asked suspiciously.
Even now, Xiao Wu still remembers six years ago, outside the grove that day… Brother Feng punched the small tree behind him, and then helped himself and Tang San regain their soul power.
Why is it cured now?
Hearing Xiaowu say this, Dai Mubai and the others were stunned again.
Do you still have two abilities? Restore soul power? Impossible!!
“Ahem… My martial soul’s ability is based on my mood.”
Wang Feng said calmly, “For example, if I don’t really want to fight now, my martial soul ability will become a healing that is biased towards auxiliary supplies…”
If you tell them that their martial souls have various forms, it would be too troublesome to explain them now.
When everyone heard this, they were in a daze.
Is there such a martial spirit?
“Okay, stop talking nonsense.” Wang Feng said quickly, “Tang San, hurry up and make a battle plan for these people.”
“Oh…okay, okay.” Tang San nodded hurriedly.
Dai Mubai stepped aside a little messy and watched quietly, faintly thinking that this battle might be very interesting.
Not long after, Tang San made a battle plan: Xiaowu attacked mainly, he controlled it, Zhu Zhuqing assisted in the attack, and Ning Rongrong and Wang Feng assisted at the end.
It is simple and straightforward, but the details still depend on the actual operation.
At this time, the column of incense was almost burned out.
“All right, children, get ready for the baptism of battle!”
Zao Wou-ki’s loud voice came, and after speaking, he took out another incense stick and inserted it directly on the ground.
It was also at this time.
Ning Rongrong from behind quietly turned around, and the soft and wonderful voice, accompanied by the dancing white dress, sounded slowly:
“Qibao transferred out with glass.”
As the voice fell, a colourful light lit up from Ning Rongrong’s body, setting her off as if she had descended from the heavens, and a pearlescent colourful pagoda in the centre of her palm suddenly appeared. At the same time, two yellow soul rings slowly rose from Ning Rongrong’s feet, circling and turning, exuding a faint brilliance.
“Qibao is famous, one said: Power.”
Ning Rongrong’s spell came out lightly, and the first soul ring shone brightly. Then she tapped the pagoda with her fingertips, and three rays of light fell on Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing.
“Qibao is famous, one said: Speed!”
Immediately afterwards, Ning Rongrong did not hesitate. The second soul ring burst into light, and three more rays of light floated out of the pagoda and fell on the three of them.