"I'll take Mr. Song, and let's see who has the faster moving speed."
"If I win, don't follow us; if I lose, you can co along. Dare to take the challenge?" Wu Xiaode asked.
"Why wouldn't I dare!" Liu Chengyu imdiately replied.
—Originally, I was going to fight him!
He didn't dare to face , but wants to race in speed—
He has no idea that I, Liu Chengyu, have a Wind Spirit Root, boosting my flying speed, plus the Blood Burning Secret Skill.
Co on!
Today I'll let Song Qingsi see just how poor her taste in n is!
"Then let's do it. Mr. Song, grab my hand, and I'll take you flying." Wu Xiaode said.
"Okay." Song Qingsi obediently grabbed his hand.
"You say 'start,' and we'll begin flying," Liu Chengyu also said.
Song Qingsi said, "Three, two, one, start!"
Swish—
Liu Chengyu turned into a lingering shadow and dashed out.
Wu Xiaode, unhurriedly, held Song Qingsi's hand in one and gently pushed a palm forward into the Void with the other.
Swish!
The two instantly teleported, appearing at the edge of the visual range.
Turning back to look.
Liu Chengyu was still far behind.
"Won." Wu Xiaode said easily.
"This Divine Skill sure works well." Song Qingsi said with a smile.
So good.
That annoying guy can leave now.
Wu Xiaode gazed into the Void, and sure enough, small lines erged:
"You won the contest."
"Primordial Sequence · Contest King has been activated."
"Your body is now being trained by the sequence."
"Spiritual Power automatically circulates and gradually strengthens."
"The newly advanced Fighting Skill continues to be honed."
"Your mind is reviewing the previous slacking state, conducting self-criticism, preparing to strive hard, and comprehend the Dao of Heaven and Earth."
"The sequence is actively running around, cooperating with the Book of the Undead, seeking ways to resonate with the Ultimate Abyss."
"The current cultivation speed increased by 1 tis."
"—Go for it! This sequence has already started rolling!"
Wu Xiaode silently finished reading.
Only 1 tis…
Just now, I had a cultivation speed of three to four tis.
It's all because of that old guy.
A silhouette streaked across the sky, stopping in front of the two.
Liu Chengyu.
Infuriated, he pointed at Wu Xiaode and shouted:
"Comparing speed with space teleportation Divine Skills?"
"You're tricking !"
Song Qingsi furrowed her brows and said, "You agreed to race yourself."
"Hmph, I didn't know you were so sneaky, Wu Xiaode—"
Wu Xiaode interrupted directly, "Not satisfied? Let's compare sothing else?"
"Compare what?" Liu Chengyu asked.
Wu Xiaode flew forward, standing beside him.
"Look here." Wu Xiaode said.
"What?" Liu Chengyu was puzzled.
Wu Xiaode gestured at both their chins and said:
"My beard is longer than yours."
Liu Chengyu instinctively touched his chin.
His chin was smooth.
—When he ca to see Song Qingsi, naturally, he had grood himself.
In contrast, across from him.
Wu Xiaode had grown a thin layer of blue stubble.
He had been on the snowy plain for almost three days; growing a beard was only natural.
Whose beard was longer was obvious!
Instantly, small bronze lines popped out:
"Your beard is indeed longer than the other's!"
"You won the contest!"
"Cultivation speed doubled!"
"Current speed is 2 tis."
Wu Xiaode focused.
"We're not kids," Liu Chengyu couldn't help but grin dismissively and said casually, "Comparing beards is pointless, how about comparing sothing else? I'm at the Divinity Transformation Stage, what about you?"
"You're over thirty, I'm only nineteen. Our years of cultivation aren't the sa, how can we compare?" Wu Xiaode shook his head.
Liu Chengyu had no better response.
Indeed.
Unless both started cultivating at the sa ti, then cultivation levels could be compared.
Wait—
My cultivation has been rapidly advanced; I was trained into the Nascent Soul Middle Stage by the 'Fisherman'!
"Mr. Liu, at nineteen, did you have Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivation?"
Wu Xiaode clasped his fists politely and asked.
"...No." Liu Chengyu replied.
"Well, I'm now at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage; looks like you aren't matching up." Wu Xiaode said.
Lines of small bronze text jumped out:
"Liu Chengyu at nineteen didn't have Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivation; not as good as you!"
"You won the contest!"
"Cultivation speed doubled!"
"Current speed is 3 tis."
—Almost catching up to the 'Fisherman.'
Right!
Why be so aggrieved!
Thinking broadened—
No matter what Little Black Point becos, as long as it helps improve, it's fine!
Later, when my strength increases, I can rampage and help it return to its original state!
"Mr. Liu," Wu Xiaode cupped his hand, "How many Spirit Stones do you have?"
"Hmph, my Luoxia Sect is a great sect, monthly salary of two hundred Spirit Stones, plus I can forge magic artifacts, I've accumulated over twenty thousand Spirit Stones now."
So many!
Wu Xiaode counted the Spirit Stones he had plundered.
Seems like he's really outmatched.
He looked toward Song Qingsi.
Song Qingsi, being extrely intelligent, imdiately transmitted:
"Including mine, you have fifty thousand Spirit Stones in total."
Wu Xiaode extended his hand, proudly raised his head and said, "I have fifty thousand Spirit Stones!"
"For real!" Liu Chengyu didn't believe.
"Mr. Song can testify!" Wu Xiaode said.
"He indeed has fifty thousand Spirit Stones, that's definitely correct." Song Qingsi said seriously.
Liu Chengyu's face was sowhat disgraced, held back and held back, finally said:
"We're all cultivators, how about we compare the amount of Spiritual Power."
"Sure thing, you and I release the most basic Fire Brightness Skill together, and whoever's skill lasts longer has higher Spiritual Power." Wu Xiaode said.
"Naturally, please let Mr. Song be the judge." Liu Chengyu said.
"Okay." Song Qingsi said.
Both gestured—
Fire Brightness Skill!
This was actually a skill used to warn others; once successfully released, flas would shoot into the sky like flares.
Boom—
Two pillars of fire shot into the sky.
One breath.
Two breaths.
Three breaths.
A full quarter-hour.
"Why... how can you still hold on!" Liu Chengyu turned pale and said.
His Spiritual Power was already halfway spent.
Wu Xiaode's Evil Spirit Power, however, was endless!
"n compete on endurance, naturally I have extraordinary talent, my Spiritual Power is much stronger than yours!" Wu Xiaode said coldly.
Two quarter-hours!
No matter how unwilling, Liu Chengyu's Fire Brightness Skill extinguished.
Song Qingsi blushed and announced:
"Mr. Wu... endures longer, no, has higher Spiritual Power."
Lines of small bronze text instantly popped out:
"You won the contest!"
"Cultivation speed doubled!"
"Current speed is 4 tis!!!"
Wu Xiaode clearly felt the difference.
4 tis cultivation speed.
The Fighting Skill was also being honed.
Faintly able to resonate with the Ultimate Abyss.
Advancing comprehensively!
Liu Chengyu awkwardly felt sheer embarrassnt, shook his sleeves and said:
"Mr. Wu, today I'm off my ga, let's compete another day, goodbye!"
"Wait!" Wu Xiaode shouted hurriedly.
"What?" Liu Chengyu asked.
Wu Xiaode flew over and stood beside him.
"Mr. Song, please compare this." he said.
"Compared to what?" Song Qingsi asked.
"Who's more handso between and him." Wu Xiaode said.
Song Qingsi's face had blushed long ago, she lowered her head and softly said, "Naturally, it's you."
Lines of small bronze text erged:
"You're too competitive!"
"Cultivation speed doubled!"
"Current speed is 5 tis!!!"
Everything around froze.
That old guy suddenly leapt out from the Void with twitching face muscles and said:
"Shaless guy, might as well let you use the previous one!"
"Compared to being thick-skinned, you don't beat !"
Wu Xiaode shouted and charged with a punch!
Lines of small bronze text once again erged:
"Your skin is thicker!"
"This ti you won the contest!"
"Cultivation speed doubled!"
"Current speed is 6 tis!!!"
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