The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 179 - 129: If Youth Is Not Reckless, It’s A Waste To Be Young (6000 words) _1

Once "Brute Force" is activated, the power of an Armored Horse will increase to a certain extent in a short span of time.

Despite having only 65 Chaos Spirit Patterns, this skill can be stacked with other skills.

Especially when paired with "Iron Armor Charge", the speed and power are even greater, giving it a higher actual value than imagined.

"Per Master Han’s instructions, I prepared a special ointment and applied it to Kui Kui for three consecutive days."

"It was extremely itchy on the first day, and painfully tender on the second day, like countless tiny insects crawling around under his skin..."

"But when it endured until the third day, Kui Kui, who had fasted for three days, finally grasped this skill..."

From the simple narration, Ye Hanjun roughly understood.

Perhaps in terms of life experiences and survival experiences, Su Mei and Li Jingming, who went out with him, had more advantages.

But Wang Xinfei, who tried to increase the intensity of her training, was not left behind in terms of improving her combat abilities. She made good progress in the past week.

"Su Mei, let’s spar."

"Yes, sir!"

At the order, Su Mei, riding the Pink Ostrich, once again sparred with Wang Xinfei, who was riding the Armored Horse.

Obviously, with the advantage of "Riding the Wind", Su Mei’s battle strategy is trending towards agile attacks.

On the other hand, Wang Xinfei, with "Brute Force", "Iron Armor Charge", and "Crashing Mountain Momentum" stacked, rode her Armored Horse single-handedly with an air of sweeping through thousands of troops. She was like an unstoppable, moving mountain.

"Boom!"

The Pink Ostrich used "Step Into the Void" to jump and avoid the charging Armored Horse.

Once it landed, it kicked the horse’s side with a Spring Kick.

However, this skill only caused a tremor in the armor of the Armored Horse and made its footsteps slightly chaotic.

Falling down was out of the question, it didn’t even lose balance.

"Kui Kui!"

Adjusting its direction, the Armored Horse began to turn around and counter-charge, its Crashing Mountain Momentum aiming directly at the Ostrich’s face.

Su Mei, who sat solemnly, immediately drove the Pink Ostrich to escape, not daring to face its menacing rush head-on.

Ye Hanjun nodded slightly. Each had their own strengths and weaknesses.

At present, in terms of overall strength, Wang Xinfei definitely had the upper hand.

But if placed in the wild, where Su Mei, who could run faster, opted for guerrilla warfare, she could indeed greatly deplete the physical strength of the Armored Horse, and it is still unknown who would end up winning.

After fifteen minutes of combat.

Ye Hanjun had Li Jingming come into the field, replacing Su Mei.

The already depleted Armored Horse was now even more worn out.

In the face of the Ghost-Faced Moth, which can fly, Wang Xinfei had no choice but to run around aimlessly, avoiding Scare Powder.

Li Jingming seized an opportunity and ordered the Ghost-Faced Moth to discharge a "Mental Poison Sting".

As the timing was too on-point.

Even Wang Xinfei, who held up the Ejection Shield, didn’t predict that the Ghost-Faced Moth had such a skill.

She failed to defend, with the poison sting drilling into the Armored Horse’s head.

After a mere two or three seconds, the robust Armored Horse suddenly fell, with its limbs convulsing wildly.

"Uh!"

One of Wang Xinfei’s legs was pinned down, and she couldn’t break free.

The Wing Attack of the Ghost-Faced Moth had already fallen, touching her neck and hitting her shoulder.

What followed closely was a bright, sparkling insect net.

With a puff, Wang Xinfei was completely covered. The sticky insect net limited her movements, and even with her hands, she couldn’t break free.

"Li Jingming wins."

Without any change in Ye Hanjun’s tone, after announcing the result, he said to the trapped Wang Xinfei:

"The Ejection Shield should have been able to block the Mental Poison Sting."

"But you were too focused on ’Wild Wind’ and ’Scare Powder’ and didn’t expect him to have another skill."

"This battle seems to have been lost due to an information gap."

"But substantially, your capability to react on the spot is far from sufficient, and there is still much room for improvement."

"Mental Poison Sting..."

Wang Xinfei, with the help of Li Jingming, slowly stood up.

The injuries on her shoulder were not serious at all. With the enhanced protective armor and the obstacle racing helmet, at most, she had a slight bruise.

However, there is a barely noticeable gap between the helmet and the armor, which is considered a weakness.

If the Ghost-Faced Moth had seized that opportunity to attack, the severity of the injuries would be utterly different.

"How many patterns does this skill have?" Wang Xinfei couldn’t help asking.

"Master Han mentioned, it has a total of 90 patterns." Li Jingming replied truthfully.

With a question and answer, Wang Xinfei fell silent.

She didn’t appear to be too discouraged, only trying hard to calm her hasty breathing, and then frowning in thought.

Twenty seconds later, the Armored Horse, panting heavily, stopped convulsing, and suddenly crawled up from the ground.

"Kui Kui !!"

It clapped its hooves, and let out a roar, subconsciously staring at the Ghost-Faced Moth, wanting to do battle with it again.

The Armored Horse, with "Pride" as its core personality, seemed unable to tolerate such an inexplicable mental attack.

The humiliating scene of its fall also stirred a strong sense of indignation inside it.

"Not a problem, we’ll take it slow ..."

Wang Xinfei touched the Armored Horse’s head to soothe it.

In the past, she absolutely couldn’t handle setbacks so calmly.

But now, she was gradually understanding the meaning of introspection, drawing experiences from failures is indeed the key factor in promoting growth.

"The next round."

Ye Hanjun gave a slight smile.

He patted the water bottle, opened the lid, and let out the harmless little tadpole.

"GuaGua, let’s fight."

"Yiye?"

The little tadpole tilted its head.

After several days of intensive learning, it could barely understand that the so-called "fight" was targeting something that moved and spraying it with a Water Gun.

So, with so many things here, who should it fight against?