Liao Ping and Liao Qiang learned that they might have blamed Wang Huan by mistake and were about to apologize to Wang Huan, but Wang Huan directly refused their apology. Hearing this, Liao Qiang said seriously, "President Wang, although we blame you wrongly, you are in front of me..."
Seeing that Wang Huan seemed to have not heard him finish his words, they walked towards the two of them. Liao Ping and Liao Qiang looked at each other, holding weapons, and staring at Wang Huan vigilantly. In the past twelve hours of fighting, they had already realized Wang Huan's physical defense.
However, even if Wang Huan's physical defense is strong, Liao Qiang and Liao Ping firmly believe that with the tacit cooperation between the two, Wang Huan, the head of the Death Sect, could not get close to them at all, but what would happen? Just as the two were alert, Wang Huan's figure flashed.
The diameter rushed towards Liao Ping and Liao Qiang, and the speed was quite fast. When he saw the afterimage in the air, Liao Qiang and Liao Ping were shocked. Liao Qiang held a big axe in his hand and stood in front of Wang Huan. Liao Ping, behind him, held a big knife and jumped up.
Seeing that Liao Qiang and Liao Ping were in another defense and attacking formation, Wang Huan raised his mouth slightly, and he clenched his fist with his right hand. At this time, all the strength had already gathered on his right fist. Wang Huan shouted softly, "Do you really think you can resist my fist?"
Liao Qiang heard a deafening sound. Before he could understand what was going on, a huge force hit his giant axe. Liao Qiang groaned, and his body was flew dozens of meters away and fell heavily to the ground.
He knocked Liao Qiang away with one punch, but Wang Huan's movements did not stop. He kicked the ground with his legs, and his whole body soared into the air, hitting Liao Ping, who was slashing in the air. Seeing Wang Huan's extremely fast figure hit, Liao Ping was shocked and accelerated the big knife in his hand.
With a rumbling sound, before Liao Ping's big sword could hit Wang Huan, he was punched in the chest, his body was knocked away dozens of meters away, and he fell to the ground. At this time, the more than thirty members of the Liao Sect stood up from the ground when they saw the scene in front of him.
More than thirty members of the Liao Sect were staring at Wang Huan in disbelief. With just one move, Wang Huan, the head of the Death Sect, defeated their Liao Sect's strongest eight-level ancient flame warrior. Blood flowed from the corners of their mouths.
They stood up from the ground and smiled bitterly in the direction of Wang Huan. Just now, Wang Huan only had a blow, and they clearly realized that the power and movement speed of Wang Huan in front of them had long exceeded their expectations...
But why, in the first twelve hours, Wang Huan did not take action, but deliberately let them hit him. Liao Ping and Liao Qiang were full of confusion. At this moment, the previous level 4 pharmacist who was stunned shook his head and stood up from the ground.
After the Level 4 pharmacist woke up, Liao Ping and Liao Qiang stared at the Level 4 pharmacist angrily. However, before Liao Qiang and Liao Ping could speak, Wang Huan, who was standing not far away, flashed again and rushed towards him at an extremely fast speed.
When Liao Qiang and Liao Ping saw Wang Huan rushing towards the Level 4 pharmacist, they shouted softly at the same time and rushed forward, intending to stop Wang Huan, but Wang Huan was too fast and the attacks they issued were lost one after another. Wang Huan avoided their attacks.
The fourth-level pharmacist, when he saw Wang Huan suddenly appear in front of him, he immediately widened his eyes, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of Wang Huan's mouth. Before the fourth-level pharmacist could come back to his senses, Wang Huan jumped up and kicked the fourth-level pharmacist in the face.
With a bang, the Level 4 pharmacist was kicked in the face, and his body was rolled and crawled, and he was knocked away more than ten meters away. He fell to the ground. More than 30 members of the Liao Sect present had a cold sweat on his forehead when they saw the scene in front of him.
This... the leader of the Death Sect is too ruthless. This level 4 pharmacist just woke up from a coma and was kicked out by him. What exactly did he want to do, Wang Huan, the leader of the Death Sect, do this in front of the leader of the Liao Sect?
Liao Ping and Liao Qiang, when they saw Wang Huan kicking the Level 4 potion out of their faces, their faces were a little gloomy and they wanted to continue attacking Wang Huan, but unexpectedly, Wang Huan smiled and said, "President Liao, if you want to seek justice for this Level 4 potionist, please come another day. You saw it just now. A Potion King is waiting for me. I can't let him wait too long, right? What's more, with the small amount of Gu Yan energy left in your body, you are not my opponent at all."
The Gu Yan Qi in Liao Qiang and Liao Ping's body had been consumed almost the same amount during the first twelve hours of fighting. Wang Huan could also feel that he kicked the Level 4 pharmacist in front of the two of them, so that these two people could continue to look for him.
The attacks of these two people hit him, which just allowed Wang Huan to cultivate his physical defense. Wang Huan would not let them leave easily for such a free coolie. Liao Qiang and Liao Ping looked a little gloomy when they heard this.
Although they were a little angry, Liao Qiang and Liao Ping knew in their hearts that what Wang Huan said was indeed true. With their current state, they were no match for Wang Huan at all. The two glared at Wang Huan and finally turned around and left with the members of the Liao Sect.
When Wang Huan saw Liao Ping, Liao Qiang and others carrying the Level 4 pharmacist away, Wang Huan raised his mouth and turned around and returned to the No. 4 courtyard. In the hall of the No. 4 courtyard, more than 20 pharmacists at the dead gate had been standing there quietly waiting.
The old man with long beard Luo Jing sat there. He picked up the tea and tasted it. He saw Wang Huan walking in. The old man with long beard Luo Jing smiled and said, "My friend Wang Huan, the two little guys from the Liao Sect who were just outside, their strength is quite good."
"Well, the strength is pretty good. Level 8 Gu Yan warriors have just sent them away." Wang Huan said disapprovingly. Luo Jing, the old man with long beard, heard Wang Huan say this and saw the scars on Wang Huan's upper body. He seemed to be thinking about something.
"My friend Wang Huan, if I guessed correctly, you should not be a simple pharmacist. You are not innate mutant mental power, but later transformed into mutant mental power. I wonder if I was wrong?" Luo Jing, the old man with long beard, suddenly said.
The members of the dead sect present, when they heard the words of the elder Luo Jing of the long beard, looked at Wang Huan in confusion. They did not understand what the acquired mutant mental power was. Facing the words of the elder Luo Jing of the long beard, Wang Huan said, "How can you see it?"
"It's very simple to see. Mr. Wang Huan, judging from the huge mutant mental power in your body, if you really have innate mutant mental power, you shouldn't be a first-level pharmacist, at least you have to be a level 8 or above."
Rouxue and the other twenty other pharmacists present, when they heard the words of Luo Jing, the old man with long beards, stared at Wang Huan. When Wang Huan was practicing, they felt that the mutated mental power in Wang Huan was beyond ordinary people.
But now when they heard the elder Luo Jing, who was long-bearded, they were extremely shocked. A pharmacist above level eight! Even the talent of a senior sister Rouxue with a golden badge is only a level eight pharmacist. The head of the sect really has such a huge mental power?
"Everyone knows that cultivating the ancient flame energy or potion cultivation in Cangling Continent will become a strong man. However, in the ancient times, there was another powerful person, that is, physical cultivators! As time goes by, physical cultivators are becoming rare in Cangling Continent, and everyone gradually forgets the existence of physical cultivators. People who practice physical cultivators have a very terrible combat ability. Just like Wang Huan, as a level seven-level physical cultivator, he can easily defeat the eight-level ancient cultivator warrior." said Luo Jing, the old man with a long beard.
Wang Huan was full of surprise when he heard the words of Luo Jing, the elder bearded, and he never thought that Luo Jing, the elder bearded, knew that he was a physical cultivator. When he said this, Luo Jing, the elder bearded, said seriously, "If I remember correctly, during the lecture, Wang Huan once said that you are not interested in refining potions. Although the physical cultivators are very strong, their fatal weakness is the existence of mutated mental power. When the mutated mental power is too strong, the consequences will be unimaginable."
When he said this, the old man Luo Jing, who was long-bearded, looked at Wang Huan calmly. Facing the confusing gazes of the pharmacists present at the Death Sect, Wang Huan suddenly laughed, "Your Excellency Luo Jing, I didn't expect that you still know a physical practitioner very well."
"Yes, I am indeed a level seven-level physical cultivator. As you said, a physical cultivator does have a fatal weakness, that is, the body suffers various severe pains for a long time, causing the mental power to mutate. I have no interest in refining potions. If I had not mastered and controlled the mutated mental power, I would not have practiced mutated mental power. If I did not practice mutated mental power, when the mutated mental power reached the point where my body could not bear it, my brain would die."
The members of the Death Sect present, when they heard Wang Huan say this, they all stared at Wang Huan with their eyes widened and looked at Wang Huan. A sadness flashed in Rouxue's eyes. She never expected that Wang Huan's strength would have paid such a great price.
He knew that while he became stronger, his life would become more and more dangerous, and he might even die at any time, but he was still practicing. What kind of will it is that makes him so strong, and what kind of strong man is his enemy?
Just as everyone was shocked, Luo Jing, the old man with long beard, took a deep breath and said, "My friend Wang Huan, as far as I know, even if the acquired mutated mental power is very difficult, it will be very difficult to become a pharmacist."
Seeing the elder Luo Jing, who was long-bearded, say this, Wang Huan was confused. During his cultivation of mental power, he found that it seemed that it was not difficult for him to easily master mental power and use mental power.
"My friend Wang Huan, this is true. Even a physical cultivation war king is difficult to become a potion apprentice. A physical cultivation practitioner can only master mutant mental power at most, but you can use mutant mental power, which shocked me."
After hearing Luo Jing, the old man with long beard, Wang Huan couldn't help but be curious and asked in his heart, "Old man, come out and tell me what's going on. Can a physical cultivation practitioner really become a pharmacy apprentice? Then what's going on with me, why can I become a first-level pharmacist!"