The middle-aged deacon's voice seemed to come out after someone had strangled his throat, which showed that he was really shocked. No matter how much he thought about it, he never imagined that the self-righteous killing plot he carefully laid out would turn out to be such a failure in the end.
As a green-level blood master, the scene that Zhu Kuang could see was clearly seen by the middle-aged deacon with enough energy just now. Naturally, he could see it clearly and clearly. It's just that the more clearly he sees it, the more confused the middle-aged deacon becomes, because the shock given to him by Zhou Baopu is really too great.
According to the information he got from Zhu Kuang, Zhou Baopu should be practicing yellow-level blood skills, and the training time was only three days. A yellow-level blood skill could be used so cleverly by Zhou Baopu. The middle-aged deacon could basically conclude that Zhou Baopu had already mastered the yellow-level blood skill.
Generally speaking, cultivating blood skills to perfection is just an ideal statement. Under normal circumstances, being able to practice a blood skill to 80% to 90% is already considered a great achievement. After all, if you want to practice to a great level, saying something bad is like daydreaming. Some Not realistic.
Because, if you want to practice a blood skill to perfection, you need more than just hard work, you also need a kind of perception.
If Zhou Baopu had not had the experience of being with monkeys in the past two days, if Zhou Baopu had not devoted himself wholeheartedly to understanding the living habits of wild monkeys when he was with monkeys, Zhou Baopu would definitely not have such a profound understanding of monkeys. The true meaning of Xingtianxia’s blood skill.
"It seems that it's not my plan that has a flaw, but Zhou Baopu, who is simply too mysterious and shocking." The
middle-aged man sighed in his heart, and then muttered in his heart alone: "The same thing He has a handsome face, the same talent, and the same incredible ability. Will I have to fall into the shadow of Zhou Baopu in this life after getting rid of Zhou Kunlun?" At this moment, it was not because of jealousy at all that I left
. The middle-aged deacon who hugged Pu all week actually turned that hatred into a kind of overwhelming jealousy.
If Zhou Baopu didn't have much potential before, enough to make the middle-aged deacon jealous of him, then now, in the eyes of the middle-aged deacon, Zhou Baopu doesn't need to have that kind of potential at all. Today's Zhou Baopu already has enough capital. , making him jealous.
Because he was able to practice a yellow-level blood skill to perfection in just three days. Not to mention that he couldn't do it at Zhou Baopu's age. Even now, he is a blood refining skill that has been practiced for decades. The old man on the road probably wouldn't dare to boast that he had mastered a yellow-level blood skill to perfection in just three days.
In fact, in his training career, no matter whether it was a yellow-level blood skill or a blood skill of other levels, he had never been trained to great perfection by a middle-aged deacon.
Thinking of this, the middle-aged deacon's jealousy towards Zhou Baopu couldn't help but become even more intense after experiencing his speculation.
Looking at the middle-aged deacon's constantly changing expression, Zhu Kuang made up his mind that when the assessment was over, he would definitely tell Zhou Baopu about this incident and ask Zhou Baopu to recall whether he had offended someone else somewhere else. A middle-aged deacon.
At this point, if the middle-aged deacon was not offended by Zhou Baopu, I am afraid even Zhu Kuang would have some doubts.
After climbing over the most difficult challenge, Zhou Baopu looked up and couldn't help but smile, because his eyes could already capture the top of the cliff.
Seeing victory in sight, Zhou Baopu's mind was shaken. The blood in his body did not stop rotating, but was like a thin snake, tumbling and tumbling in his veins. His dexterous body moved continuously, Zhou Baopu His figure also gradually moved towards the end of Baizhang Cliff.
After experiencing the three-meter smooth area, and seeing the helplessness of vertical and parallel cliffs arranged staggered, Zhou Baopu had obviously adapted to what he was doing. When he saw the cliff becoming simpler, when his mind came down, his hands and feet As if he had been liberated, he moved more quickly.
Of course Zhou Baopu's body was liberated, not by people, but by the cliff that became easier and easier to climb.
Finally, Zhou Baopu climbed over the last rock and came to the top of the cliff. He stood up after curling up for a long time. Zhou Baopu stretched out his arms to meet the north wind whistling on the cliff. His expression was shocked and interfered. The eyes are also a little more alert.
"Congratulations, you have become the first assessment disciple to come up. Bring me your token."
Just when Zhou Baopu's thoughts started to become more flexible, he suddenly heard a hearty voice. sounded leisurely from behind.
Subconsciously, Zhou Baopu took a few steps forward, turned around in horror, and saw a short old man.
The old man was extremely short, at most 1.34 meters tall, but his two big eyes were very smartly embedded in his face, like two copper bells. As soon as Zhou Baopu saw this man, he immediately I felt as if I had become naked under his gaze.
"Are you...?"
Zhou Baopu couldn't help but feel a chill running down his spine when he thought that the old man had run behind him without anyone noticing, so even his tone was mixed with a tremor, and he subconsciously stepped back. He took a few steps and kept a sufficient distance from the old man.
If Zhou Baopu walked forward unconsciously before seeing the old man before, it was because of fear of the unknown, then the reason why Zhou Baopu moved back after seeing the old man now was because of his nerves. He was completely stunned by the old man's dress in front of him.
The most peculiar thing was not his extremely short height, but his attire.
The old man's clothes could hardly be called clothes, because they were just runes made of yellow paper. Of course, Zhou Baopu didn't know about the runes engraved on it, but when he saw the other person's body covered with strips of yellow paper, Zhou Baopu still felt as if he had seen a ghost.
"I am..., who am I?"
The old man was stunned when he heard Zhou Baopu ask, and then started talking to himself.
The old man's behavior made Zhou Baopu feel extremely real, but also absurd. Could it be that the question he asked the old man was really complicated?
Zhou Baopu couldn't understand. In this confusion, Zhou Baopu heard the old man speak: "Who am I? I have forgotten it, but what does it matter? Get your token quickly, I will So I can give you a grade. If you ask me such a complicated question again, be careful I give you a grade three C!"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Baopu couldn't help but want to laugh, but when he thought about him getting a grade three C After seeing the score, he couldn't laugh anymore and quickly threw the token to the old man. Zhou Baopu looked at the old man unblinkingly to see how he scored him.