I Am Also An Extraordinary Creature
Chapter 169 - 149 Practice_2

Chapter 169: Chapter 149 Practice_2

In this world, martial arts can directly contend with spells.

Without a foundation in martial arts, the three of them... well, two, as Zheng Yichen hadn’t learned this, Liu Hongzhao watched Qi Xiangyun, who had first learned Blood Asura, and gritted her teeth to continue studying. Lin Yaoyao was more laid-back about it but still appeared very diligent, especially since Liu Hongzhao’s words had made an impression on her.

She didn’t want to become a burden to Zheng Yichen when dealing with the Demon Flower.

"Want something to eat?" Zheng Yichen looked in the motorcycle’s storage box, took out two sugar cubes.

Qi Xiangyun, pale-faced, gently shook her head, "The cultivation of Blood Asura requires blood as a catalyst, I’ve just consumed a bit too much blood..."

"That’s kind of like me."

Zheng Yichen thought for a moment, and in his hand appeared a short black spear, its sharp point slashing across his arm, "Try this?"

His blood, used as bait, would make extraordinary creatures go crazy, signifying that there was something about him that was akin to the ’meat of Tang Sanzang.’

He didn’t know why he seemed so irresistible to some extraordinary creatures, but since he could attract them, it meant he had some distinct characteristics.

"Thank you..."

Looking at the half-full disposable cup of blood, Qi Xiangyun, who had just finished her practice, had a flash of craving in her eyes. After initially mastering Blood Asura, she became much more sensitive to blood. This wasn’t about manipulating blood but using it as fuel to enhance her sensitivity, another method of cultivation.

It wasn’t as obvious as enhancing her fighting spirit through blood during battle, but with the blood of a powerful being to aid her, she could still surpass normal cultivation.

Only after practicing Blood Asura did she realize that this martial art couldn’t be mastered step by step. The human body couldn’t sustain the cultivation; methodical practice was tantamount to depleting one’s life. How much blood could she afford to burn during training?

Before the chaotic times, this martial art would have been considered an Evil Path martial art, but now that the world had changed, her old notions had vanished. A martial art that could make her strong, allow her to stand firm in this chaotic world, and seek revenge was a good martial art. The distinction between the Righteous Path and the Evil Path no longer mattered.

This half cup of blood felt like it was worth several times the value of all the blood she had burned during practice, and more importantly, this blood had an additional allure to her.

"Damn it—" Seeing the blood being poured out of the cup by Qi Xiangyun and floating in her palm, Zheng Yichen’s mouth twitched involuntarily. Could martial arts that were merely grasped initially already do this?

It’s amazing to have spells and Supreme Demons in the same world.

The girl held the floating orb of blood, which started to boil and turned into a mist, mingling with the mists produced during her practice. Zheng Yichen stood by with his phone, recording the process like a bystander who enjoyed capturing moments for social media.

While recording, Zheng Yichen felt surprised to see his blood seemed very resistant to burning. A small cup of blood, still ’boiling’ in her hands, was decreasing in volume at a rate he found pitiable.

Sensing something, he turned around to see two pairs of bright eyes staring eagerly at him.

Zheng Yichen’s gaze lingered on Liu Hongzhao for a moment, "No longer feeling negative?"

"..."

Zheng Yichen then brought out two more paper cups.

The loss of blood wasn’t too serious for him, and he certainly wouldn’t suffer any damage to his vitality by bleeding; his body could naturally absorb blood to speed up recovery, so this level of consumption was negligible.

Watching the three girls diligently practice their martial arts, Zheng Yichen returned to sitting on the motorcycle, operating the onboard computer and examining the information recorded on their journey.

He glanced in the direction of the Demon Flower, considering how to deal with it. The creature was so large that even if treated as chopping a radish, it would take a long time.

He had to find a quick way to eliminate the Demon Flower. If other methods didn’t work, he might have to resort to something like burning it.

He wasn’t a professional arsonist, but having absorbed the blood of a fire dragon, he gained an affinity and resistance to fire elements. Still, this wasn’t enough for him to produce flames that could burn down the Demon Flower; he’d have to rely on the power that came with the fishing rod, which required a colossal amount of fire.

Turning himself into a human torch might be worth a try?

He didn’t come here to perish alongside the flower, so he’d have to employ another method.

With his hand propping up his cheek, he thought about the martial art Evil Sword, which had a better alternative now— a move within Blood Asura. This move was even more powerful than the complete Evil Sword. Blood Sacrifice could turn the vital force in blood into lethal power. What if its incomplete release could store something?

Zheng Yichen planned to try it out.

Now, dealing with small fry no longer offered any improvement. When facing ordinary aberrant creatures, absorbing their blood was a waste of time, only slightly useful after a bout of consumption. But without any damage taken, when his health bar was full, absorbing more blood wouldn’t add to his health bar.

His idea was to use the Blood Sacrifice move from Blood Asura to add an extra shield-like white health bar on top of a full health bar, using the extra portion of the health bar to absorb any damage first.

Qi Xiangyun’s face, once pale from practicing, was now rosy and flush as she looked at Zheng Yichen, her eyes shining with desire. Having experienced it, she realized just how formidable Zheng Yichen was. He might be a ’fighting fanatic,’ but even those who practiced Body Refinement might not be able to compare with his physique.