Chapter 1920 Class Representative
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STDe Yi Han
Ok?
Pokémon can't lose battle trials?
Qiu Lingfeng carefully recalled Pikachu's daily life here.
eat, sleep, eat, sleep...
As for fighting, it seems there has never been...
Because whether it is Little Demon Shark or Tonghuang, they all have one characteristic.
That is to use the flesh and blood of powerful monsters, and you can train yourself through the powerful power of Qi and blood.
So a life of eating, sleeping, and eating seems extremely depraved, but for the two of them, that is the best daily practice.
However, this kind of daily training may not be suitable for Pikachu...
No wonder Pikachu’s previous cultivation level basically never improved...
It turns out it’s because of the lack of fighting!
Monsters and Pokémon can't be confused, right?
The corner of Qiu Lingfeng's mouth twitched inexplicably.
If he had known that it was so easy to train Pikachu, Qiu Lingfeng would not have allowed Pikachu to only have the cultivation level of the Embryo Realm until now.
Afterwards, Qiu Lingfeng continued to read the trainer's manual.
"Based on the different habits of each Pokémon, different special training can be started."
"Electric Pokémon are more suitable for fighting in areas full of thunder. In this area, the Pokémon's own combat power will be enhanced, and there may be unexpected gains..."
"I heard that during battle, there is a chance that electric Pokémon will withstand thunder and mutate."
"..."
Qiu Lingfeng unknowingly finished reading the trainer's manual in his hand.
It is slightly different from the so-called Pokémon settings in Qiu Lingfeng's impression.
But it's understandable, after all, Qiu Lingfeng's current Pikachu is not a serious Pikachu.
Most Pikachu are yellow-skinned mice, but Qiu Lingfeng's one is a blackened purple electric mouse.
The thunder and lightning released are also more powerful purple sky thunder.
Speaking of which, if Qiu Lingfeng is willing, he can also evolve Pikachu into Raichu.
Thunder Stone Qiu Lingfeng doesn't have it on hand, but he does have an evolution ray lamp!
This prop can also allow Pikachu to evolve.
"If you want to fight with Pokémon, you need to get familiar with your Pokémon first."
Qiu Lingfeng glanced at Pikachu on his shoulder and cast his appraisal.
At present, Qiu Lingfeng's Pikachu only has three skills, namely "electric shock", "wagging tail" and the exclusive "purple thunder and lightning flash".
The panel is very basic, and even the skill set is still Pichu's skills...
Fortunately, Qiu Lingfeng's purple electric mouse is an enhanced version of Super Invincible, otherwise Qiu Lingfeng wouldn't know how to train it.
"Butler!" Qiu Lingfeng thought for a while and called the butler.
"My dear, what are your orders now?" The chief steward appeared at the speed of light and came to Qiu Lingfeng.
"Take this trainer's manual and give it to your clone. Let your clone take Pikachu to the Daoyuan Star Territory. First, fight some monsters to practice leveling." Qiu Lingfeng threw Pikachu and the trainer's manual to him. Great housekeeper.
Pikachu's level is too low now, and Qiu Lingfeng is too lazy to spend time leveling up.
So just leave Pikachu to your clone to brush.
As for Pikachu's opponents, just use the fruits in the Daoyuan Star Domain.
Because their strength and quantity are low enough, they are just right for leveling up Pikachu.
"Okay." The butler held Pikachu in his arms and briefly flipped through the trainer's manual on hand.
Then, he left the main star with Pikachu.
"I thought you were going to take Pikachu out to level up, but you ended up throwing it into the Daoyuan Starfield." Tonghuang said with emotion from the side.
"If you keep talking nonsense, how about I throw you over to level up?" Qiu Lingfeng glanced at Tonghuang and asked.
"Then forget it, it and I are different." Tonghuang quickly refused.
She feels that her life is pretty good now.
If you eat and sleep, if you eat after sleeping, you can enjoy your cultivation level.
The key point is that she has no training bottleneck yet, unlike Little Yao Shark, who still needs to break through when she is stuck.
Tonghuang has piled up resources, so its cultivation level will naturally increase.
Therefore, among the several beast masters, her cultivation level increased the fastest.
But even so, her speed still couldn't catch up with Qiu Lingfeng.
After all, Qiu Lingfeng is now in the late stage of fairy cultivation.
Qiu Lingfeng was clearly in the early stage of immortality half an hour ago...
For the next day, Qiu Lingfeng spent the rest of his life in the small world, adapting to his current strength.
Outside, the clones are monitoring Yulan mother and son.
In the small world, Pikachu is acting as a ruthless fighting machine under the supervision of his clone.
And Pikachu's cultivation level can be increased every time after a battle, which makes Qiu Lingfeng even more convinced of Pikachu's specialness.
Co-writing Pikachu is not a waste vase at all.
But in the past, Qiu Lingfeng raised it as an ordinary monster.
This ignores the fact that Pikachu is not a serious monster, but a Pokémon...
Fortunately, as long as there are enough battles, Pikachu's cultivation level can quickly catch up.
Therefore, Qiu Lingfeng is not worried about wasting Pikachu's talent. The worst he can do is let Pikachu finish the fight that he has not fought in hundreds of years in one go.
Anyway, it’s not Qiu Lingfeng who will be tired by then, but Pikachu who is miserable...
at the same time.
Spiritual Heaven Realm, Northern Heaven Realm.
Lingzhu Dynasty, in the palace.
Yuhuawan.
The sky was dark and drizzling.
In the small pavilion, Feng Lingqiu sat on the stone bench in the center.
Outside the pavilion, the young princess advocated Yan Shuang to practice her sword in the rain.
As Zhang Yanshuang waved the long sword in her hand, layers of sword energy emerged from her body, isolating the drizzle from her body.
Even though he was in the rain, his clothes showed no signs of getting wet.
Feng Lingqiu looked at Zhang Yanshuang's increasingly improved swordsmanship, sat in the pavilion, sipping the fragrant tea, and nodded slightly.
After a set of swordsmanship was over, Zhang Yanshuang walked into the pavilion with steam all over her body.
"Sister Rushuang, what level has my swordsmanship reached in your eyes?" Zhang Yanshuang asked impatiently.
"Not an eyesore." Feng Lingqiu nodded because the tea was good, not because Zhang Yanshuang's swordsmanship was good.
Feng Lingqiu didn't even notice Zhang Yanshuang's three-legged cat skills.
The key point is that Feng Lingqiu has been teaching this girl swordsmanship for so long. As a result, Zhang Yanshuang can only sense the sword wind, but cannot grasp the ethereal sword wind and condense it into a sword force.
When Feng Lingqiu taught Feng Linglan the sword technique, it only took Feng Linglan a month to comprehend the sword's intention!
In terms of talent alone, Feng Linglan surpassed Zhang Yanshuang by countless ways!
That's it, is Zhang Yanshuang the reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor Sword Cultivator?
Oh Te!
"Ah? I have practiced my swordsmanship to this point. In your eyes, sister Rushuang, am I still just insignificant?" Zhang Yanshuang said with a disappointed look on her face.
Feng Lingqiu didn't say a word, just flicked his finger.
Zheng-!
It was obviously just a shot in the air, but Feng Lingqiu caused a sword sound.
Then, the phaseless sword intent erupted.
In an instant, all the raindrops in the courtyard exploded.
Turned into countless finer water mist.
Feng Lingqiu's miraculous move also completely stunned Zhang Yanshuang.
The realm between her and Feng Lingqiu was really very different.
"Among the sword cultivators I teach, your talent is definitely the worst."
Feng Lingqiu struck mercilessly,
"Yan'er, why do you insist on practicing sword practice?"
"I just want to... avenge my brother!" Zhang Yanshuang pursed her lips, clenched her pink fists, and said firmly.
"There are many ways to take revenge. I want to ask you why you insist on practicing sword practice." Feng Lingqiu looked at Zhang Yanshuang and asked.
After spending so many days together, Feng Lingqiu also felt that Zhang Yanshuang was indeed no longer a swordsman.
Perhaps, the Immortal Emperor's spirit in her body is really not suitable for her.
Feng Lingqiu was thinking that maybe it was time to end all this.
Let him call me Qiu Lingfeng, take away the Immortal Emperor Soul from Zhang Yanshuang, and end this boring farce.
"I...I want to rely on my own strength to find the real culprit who killed my brother!" Zhang Yanshuang continued.
"This cannot be a reason. Your talent is insufficient. Your sword cultivation path in this life has been determined by your talent." Feng Lingqiu shook his head.
"For so many days, you still haven't mastered the sword's power, let alone the sword's will."
"Your talent is the worst swordsman I have ever seen." Feng Lingqiu struck mercilessly.
"Sister Rushuang, I know that my talent is poor, so I don't dare to relax or stop for a moment these days!" Zhang Yanshuang said anxiously.
With the death of Zhang Chufeng, the once innocent Zhang Yanshuang also died.
Today, Zhang Yanshuang only wants to find the real murderer of Zhang Chufeng and avenge her brother.
She did not dare to relax in her training for a moment, but the results could not satisfy Feng Lingqiu.
Even Zhang Yanshuang hates why her talent is so poor.
"You'd better rest for a few days, you're tired." Feng Lingqiu stood up slowly and walked out of the small pavilion.
He raised his hand and waved his sword, slashing towards the sky.
The drizzle and dark clouds were cut away by the sword, revealing the sun behind the clouds.
"The late fairy spirit... so powerful." Feng Lingqiu felt his rapid increase in power, his expression was calm and relaxed, and he was already ecstatic in his heart.
Just now, he suddenly discovered that his cultivation level had skyrocketed from the early stage of Immortal Yuan to the late stage of Immortal Spirit.
Obviously, this is when his true self, Qiu Lingfeng, begins to exert his strength!
Feng Lingqiu's incarnation, Feng Rushuanglian, left the courtyard gracefully with steps.
Zhang Yanshuang looked down at the steaming tea on the table, and then looked up at the dazzling sun.
"Talent..." Zhang Yanshuang muttered this word feebly.
The dazzling golden light of the sun also made Zhang Yanshuang see the light of the sword in a daze.
Clearing the clouds and seeing the sun, it suddenly became clear.
Is this... Sister Rushuang's talent for swordsmanship?
And my swordsmanship talent.
When Zhang Yanshuang thought of this, her heart suddenly became heavy.
"It is useless to work hard alone. Is Sister Rushuang giving me advice? She has cut away the dark clouds in the sky, but my mood has not improved. This is because she wants me to break the dark clouds in my heart. Only in this way can I eliminate them. To overcome obstacles and break the mental demons, to concentrate is to practice swordsmanship.”
Zhang Yanshuang glanced at the tea on the table and her thoughts suddenly became clear.
If Feng Lingqiu knew what Zhang Yanshuang was thinking at this time, he would definitely vomit three liters of blood.
You, Zhang Yanshuang, are not the future Chinese class representative. He, Feng Lingqiu, was the first to disagree!
Pokémon can't lose battle trials?
Qiu Lingfeng carefully recalled Pikachu's daily life here.
eat, sleep, eat, sleep...
As for fighting, it seems there has never been...
Because whether it is Little Demon Shark or Tonghuang, they all have one characteristic.
That is to use the flesh and blood of powerful monsters, and you can train yourself through the powerful power of Qi and blood.
So a life of eating, sleeping, and eating seems extremely depraved, but for the two of them, that is the best daily practice.
However, this kind of daily training may not be suitable for Pikachu...
No wonder Pikachu’s previous cultivation level basically never improved...
It turns out it’s because of the lack of fighting!
Monsters and Pokémon can't be confused, right?
The corner of Qiu Lingfeng's mouth twitched inexplicably.
If he had known that it was so easy to train Pikachu, Qiu Lingfeng would not have allowed Pikachu to only have the cultivation level of the Embryo Realm until now.
Afterwards, Qiu Lingfeng continued to read the trainer's manual.
"Based on the different habits of each Pokémon, different special training can be started."
"Electric Pokémon are more suitable for fighting in areas full of thunder. In this area, the Pokémon's own combat power will be enhanced, and there may be unexpected gains..."
"I heard that during battle, there is a chance that electric Pokémon will withstand thunder and mutate."
"..."
Qiu Lingfeng unknowingly finished reading the trainer's manual in his hand.
It is slightly different from the so-called Pokémon settings in Qiu Lingfeng's impression.
But it's understandable, after all, Qiu Lingfeng's current Pikachu is not a serious Pikachu.
Most Pikachu are yellow-skinned mice, but Qiu Lingfeng's one is a blackened purple electric mouse.
The thunder and lightning released are also more powerful purple sky thunder.
Speaking of which, if Qiu Lingfeng is willing, he can also evolve Pikachu into Raichu.
Thunder Stone Qiu Lingfeng doesn't have it on hand, but he does have an evolution ray lamp!
This prop can also allow Pikachu to evolve.
"If you want to fight with Pokémon, you need to get familiar with your Pokémon first."
Qiu Lingfeng glanced at Pikachu on his shoulder and cast his appraisal.
At present, Qiu Lingfeng's Pikachu only has three skills, namely "electric shock", "wagging tail" and the exclusive "purple thunder and lightning flash".
The panel is very basic, and even the skill set is still Pichu's skills...
Fortunately, Qiu Lingfeng's purple electric mouse is an enhanced version of Super Invincible, otherwise Qiu Lingfeng wouldn't know how to train it.
"Butler!" Qiu Lingfeng thought for a while and called the butler.
"My dear, what are your orders now?" The chief steward appeared at the speed of light and came to Qiu Lingfeng.
"Take this trainer's manual and give it to your clone. Let your clone take Pikachu to the Daoyuan Star Territory. First, fight some monsters to practice leveling." Qiu Lingfeng threw Pikachu and the trainer's manual to him. Great housekeeper.
Pikachu's level is too low now, and Qiu Lingfeng is too lazy to spend time leveling up.
So just leave Pikachu to your clone to brush.
As for Pikachu's opponents, just use the fruits in the Daoyuan Star Domain.
Because their strength and quantity are low enough, they are just right for leveling up Pikachu.
"Okay." The butler held Pikachu in his arms and briefly flipped through the trainer's manual on hand.
Then, he left the main star with Pikachu.
"I thought you were going to take Pikachu out to level up, but you ended up throwing it into the Daoyuan Starfield." Tonghuang said with emotion from the side.
"If you keep talking nonsense, how about I throw you over to level up?" Qiu Lingfeng glanced at Tonghuang and asked.
"Then forget it, it and I are different." Tonghuang quickly refused.
She feels that her life is pretty good now.
If you eat and sleep, if you eat after sleeping, you can enjoy your cultivation level.
The key point is that she has no training bottleneck yet, unlike Little Yao Shark, who still needs to break through when she is stuck.
Tonghuang has piled up resources, so its cultivation level will naturally increase.
Therefore, among the several beast masters, her cultivation level increased the fastest.
But even so, her speed still couldn't catch up with Qiu Lingfeng.
After all, Qiu Lingfeng is now in the late stage of fairy cultivation.
Qiu Lingfeng was clearly in the early stage of immortality half an hour ago...
For the next day, Qiu Lingfeng spent the rest of his life in the small world, adapting to his current strength.
Outside, the clones are monitoring Yulan mother and son.
In the small world, Pikachu is acting as a ruthless fighting machine under the supervision of his clone.
And Pikachu's cultivation level can be increased every time after a battle, which makes Qiu Lingfeng even more convinced of Pikachu's specialness.
Co-writing Pikachu is not a waste vase at all.
But in the past, Qiu Lingfeng raised it as an ordinary monster.
This ignores the fact that Pikachu is not a serious monster, but a Pokémon...
Fortunately, as long as there are enough battles, Pikachu's cultivation level can quickly catch up.
Therefore, Qiu Lingfeng is not worried about wasting Pikachu's talent. The worst he can do is let Pikachu finish the fight that he has not fought in hundreds of years in one go.
Anyway, it’s not Qiu Lingfeng who will be tired by then, but Pikachu who is miserable...
at the same time.
Spiritual Heaven Realm, Northern Heaven Realm.
Lingzhu Dynasty, in the palace.
Yuhuawan.
The sky was dark and drizzling.
In the small pavilion, Feng Lingqiu sat on the stone bench in the center.
Outside the pavilion, the young princess advocated Yan Shuang to practice her sword in the rain.
As Zhang Yanshuang waved the long sword in her hand, layers of sword energy emerged from her body, isolating the drizzle from her body.
Even though he was in the rain, his clothes showed no signs of getting wet.
Feng Lingqiu looked at Zhang Yanshuang's increasingly improved swordsmanship, sat in the pavilion, sipping the fragrant tea, and nodded slightly.
After a set of swordsmanship was over, Zhang Yanshuang walked into the pavilion with steam all over her body.
"Sister Rushuang, what level has my swordsmanship reached in your eyes?" Zhang Yanshuang asked impatiently.
"Not an eyesore." Feng Lingqiu nodded because the tea was good, not because Zhang Yanshuang's swordsmanship was good.
Feng Lingqiu didn't even notice Zhang Yanshuang's three-legged cat skills.
The key point is that Feng Lingqiu has been teaching this girl swordsmanship for so long. As a result, Zhang Yanshuang can only sense the sword wind, but cannot grasp the ethereal sword wind and condense it into a sword force.
When Feng Lingqiu taught Feng Linglan the sword technique, it only took Feng Linglan a month to comprehend the sword's intention!
In terms of talent alone, Feng Linglan surpassed Zhang Yanshuang by countless ways!
That's it, is Zhang Yanshuang the reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor Sword Cultivator?
Oh Te!
"Ah? I have practiced my swordsmanship to this point. In your eyes, sister Rushuang, am I still just insignificant?" Zhang Yanshuang said with a disappointed look on her face.
Feng Lingqiu didn't say a word, just flicked his finger.
Zheng-!
It was obviously just a shot in the air, but Feng Lingqiu caused a sword sound.
Then, the phaseless sword intent erupted.
In an instant, all the raindrops in the courtyard exploded.
Turned into countless finer water mist.
Feng Lingqiu's miraculous move also completely stunned Zhang Yanshuang.
The realm between her and Feng Lingqiu was really very different.
"Among the sword cultivators I teach, your talent is definitely the worst."
Feng Lingqiu struck mercilessly,
"Yan'er, why do you insist on practicing sword practice?"
"I just want to... avenge my brother!" Zhang Yanshuang pursed her lips, clenched her pink fists, and said firmly.
"There are many ways to take revenge. I want to ask you why you insist on practicing sword practice." Feng Lingqiu looked at Zhang Yanshuang and asked.
After spending so many days together, Feng Lingqiu also felt that Zhang Yanshuang was indeed no longer a swordsman.
Perhaps, the Immortal Emperor's spirit in her body is really not suitable for her.
Feng Lingqiu was thinking that maybe it was time to end all this.
Let him call me Qiu Lingfeng, take away the Immortal Emperor Soul from Zhang Yanshuang, and end this boring farce.
"I...I want to rely on my own strength to find the real culprit who killed my brother!" Zhang Yanshuang continued.
"This cannot be a reason. Your talent is insufficient. Your sword cultivation path in this life has been determined by your talent." Feng Lingqiu shook his head.
"For so many days, you still haven't mastered the sword's power, let alone the sword's will."
"Your talent is the worst swordsman I have ever seen." Feng Lingqiu struck mercilessly.
"Sister Rushuang, I know that my talent is poor, so I don't dare to relax or stop for a moment these days!" Zhang Yanshuang said anxiously.
With the death of Zhang Chufeng, the once innocent Zhang Yanshuang also died.
Today, Zhang Yanshuang only wants to find the real murderer of Zhang Chufeng and avenge her brother.
She did not dare to relax in her training for a moment, but the results could not satisfy Feng Lingqiu.
Even Zhang Yanshuang hates why her talent is so poor.
"You'd better rest for a few days, you're tired." Feng Lingqiu stood up slowly and walked out of the small pavilion.
He raised his hand and waved his sword, slashing towards the sky.
The drizzle and dark clouds were cut away by the sword, revealing the sun behind the clouds.
"The late fairy spirit... so powerful." Feng Lingqiu felt his rapid increase in power, his expression was calm and relaxed, and he was already ecstatic in his heart.
Just now, he suddenly discovered that his cultivation level had skyrocketed from the early stage of Immortal Yuan to the late stage of Immortal Spirit.
Obviously, this is when his true self, Qiu Lingfeng, begins to exert his strength!
Feng Lingqiu's incarnation, Feng Rushuanglian, left the courtyard gracefully with steps.
Zhang Yanshuang looked down at the steaming tea on the table, and then looked up at the dazzling sun.
"Talent..." Zhang Yanshuang muttered this word feebly.
The dazzling golden light of the sun also made Zhang Yanshuang see the light of the sword in a daze.
Clearing the clouds and seeing the sun, it suddenly became clear.
Is this... Sister Rushuang's talent for swordsmanship?
And my swordsmanship talent.
When Zhang Yanshuang thought of this, her heart suddenly became heavy.
"It is useless to work hard alone. Is Sister Rushuang giving me advice? She has cut away the dark clouds in the sky, but my mood has not improved. This is because she wants me to break the dark clouds in my heart. Only in this way can I eliminate them. To overcome obstacles and break the mental demons, to concentrate is to practice swordsmanship.”
Zhang Yanshuang glanced at the tea on the table and her thoughts suddenly became clear.
If Feng Lingqiu knew what Zhang Yanshuang was thinking at this time, he would definitely vomit three liters of blood.
You, Zhang Yanshuang, are not the future Chinese class representative. He, Feng Lingqiu, was the first to disagree!
