Douluo Dalu: Journey to infinity

"Pfft~ I'm sorry~ Pfft haha~ Qianshui~ You got beaten up by the Saint, right~? Haha~" After class, Feng Jingyi came to find Qianshui as expected, but who could bear to see Qianshui's bruised face? "I told you to skip class!"

　　"To be honest, it wasn't the teacher who hit me." Qianshui kept a straight face to avoid looking more ridiculous.

　　"Who is that? You don't want to say that you fell down yourself, do you?" Chen Sha, who seemed to be Feng Jingyi's little follower, covered her mouth and chuckled, and complained sharply.

　　"Yes, yes, you fell by yourself, right?"

　　It is hard to talk about Qian Renxue's existence, and Qianshui doesn't want others to know that he was beaten by Qian Renxue!

　　"I was indeed beaten, but not by the teacher." This kind of thing would be a big deal once it was brought up, so Qianshui chose to admit it generously.

　　"Who hit him? His Holiness the Pope? That doesn't seem possible. There are so many parts of the body that can be hit. How could the Pope hit someone like that?" Feng Jingyi and the others were confused.

　　'Good fellow, a family of three guessed two!'

　　"What do you care about me?" Qianshui didn't want to continue this topic at all. He pretended to face the sky with his five hearts facing up and started practicing.

　　Seeing Qianshui acting like a rogue, the two looked at each other and could only end the topic.

　　"Why are you practicing in the classroom? Wouldn't it be better in the simulated training field?" Seeing Qianshui 

 starting to practice directly, Feng Jingyi was confused again.

　　"Mimicry training ground?"

　　Qianshui had never been exposed to the orthodox martial soul training system, and he did not mention it when he returned to Wuhun City. Qian Renxue was extremely talented, but he basically did not practice martial soul training. Bibi Dong had no time to take care of him, and he himself simply skipped classes.

　　Qianshui finally reacted when he heard the term "mimetic training field". However, he did not need to train his martial soul, so he completely ignored it. He wanted to come when Feng Jingyi mentioned it.

　　"I'm afraid the cancellation of benefits mentioned by Lao Gui before is just this item. I thought it was just funding or something."

　　The orthodox martial spirit training system is actually similar to what Yu Xiaogang did to Shrek's gang. It requires resources, such as food, drink, and tonics needed for training, including a mimic training field.

　　Logically, Qianshui would have his own residence and his own mimicry training ground, but because he was a bit abnormal, he had no use for them at all.

　　"Don't you know about the Mimicry Training Field? You didn't even know that, yet you still dared to say that you don't need to go to school or learn theory?"

　　Feng Jingyi thought that Qianshui's doubt came from the fact that he had no idea about the mimicry training field.

　　"I know it, but I've never used it."

　　"Huh? Then how is it possible that you can practice so fast!?!" Feng Jingyi seemed to get to know Qianshui all over again, not realizing that the question she asked subconsciously just now did not know the answer at all, which was equivalent to never using it before.

　　"I really haven't used it. Didn't I say that I didn't go to school or stay in Wuhun City before?" Qianshui did not answer the question about cultivation.

　　Feng Jingyi and Chen Sha looked at each other, not knowing how to complain.

　　"You're such a pervert!"

　　"Why are you scolding me for no reason?" Qianshui didn't make a fuss and spoke in a calm tone.

　　"You've just reached the Soul Master level, and you can beat me. Isn't that abnormal? And do you know how old the third-level students are? You should know that Shasha and I are both 17 years old. If you are not a pervert, then we would be fools!"

　　Age has never been 

 Qianshui's concern, and he did not realize that he had become an alien-level existence.

　　Just like the Chinese people always look at the great men of every era throughout history, the more they look, the more they feel like fools.

　　But they didn't realize that this could be considered a kind of arrogance. Those people were the trendsetters of the times. There would only be a few of them in thousands of years. How could their talents and circumstances be compared to those of ordinary people?

　　That is the romance that is unique to the Chinese people and has been passed down from generation to generation, unwilling to be mediocre.

　　Therefore, Qianshui never thinks that he is that great. Qian Renxue, a trend-setter and child of destiny of the times, is much better than himself, not to mention the perverts in other worlds.

　　"Come on, age is not an excuse, being bad at e-sports is!" Qianshui rolled his eyes and began to make sharp comments. As the saying goes, being bad at e-sports is the original sin, and the same goes for fighting.

　　"You do have reason to be proud." Feng Jingyi admitted it openly. It was because she was not as skilled as others.

　　"I'm not proud. I'm just average." 'Even Qian Renxue can't beat me!'

　　Qianshui really didn't mean that, he was just stating the facts.

　　"Aren't you proud?" Feng Jingyi certainly didn't think so. She felt aggrieved for a long time after being easily defeated by Qianshui, as if all her hard work in training for so many years was a joke. She admitted that she was not as good as Qianshui, but he still mocked her.

　　Seeing Feng Jingyi getting emotional, Qianshui, even though he was a straight man, realized that something was wrong.

　　"To be honest, I am indeed stating the facts. Believe it or not, the existing cultivation methods are too monotonous. This is not your fault. I also said last time that we should not only focus on martial spirits and so-called talents.

　　Simply improving soul power will not bring about a substantial improvement in actual combat effectiveness."

　　"You mean what you said last time, that you should pay more attention to the sword itself?" Qianshui's explanation did not make Feng Jingyi understand, but brought her greater confusion. "But I tried it, and it had almost no effect."

　　Feng Jingyi shook her head and disagreed with Qianshui 

 's words.

　　"Practice requires years and years of hard work. How can there be results so quickly?" Qianshui's argumentative nature came out again and he wanted to argue who was better.

　　"For example, why are auxiliary soul masters weaker than combat soul masters?" Qianshui originally couldn't figure out this question. He always felt that auxiliary soul masters shouldn't be so weak.

　　After buffing yourself and eliminating all enemies, you will be the best support. This may seem like a joke, but it shouldn't be a joke.

　　"I don't think it should be like this. It should even be the other way around. Auxiliary spirits should be stronger than other spirits!

　　It's just that the martial spirits in this world make it impossible to cultivate anything other than martial spirits. But what if you have superb swordsmanship? What if your body is stronger than that of a combat spirit master? What if your speed is fast enough?

　　What if you are at the same level and your comprehensive qualities in other aspects surpass those of the soul masters of the same level?

　　At this time, the assistant has strengthened himself. Don't you think that at this time, the assistant should be evenly matched with the fighting spirit master, or the fighting spirit master has a weakness, and the assistant spirit master will win? At that time, I will kill all the enemies. Isn't that the best assistant? "

　　Feng Jingyi stared straight at Qianshui, and Chensha's little mouth opened into an O shape.

　　They had never heard of this idea before, except that they needed to strengthen their physical training to cope with sudden attacks and have a certain ability to escape in this situation.

　　Feng Jingyi looked at Chen Sha with a complicated expression.

　　"Qianshui, does this kind of support really exist?" There seemed to be some yearning in Chensha's eyes.

　　"Yes, I count myself as half."

　　"Ah? Aren't you a sensitive attacker?"

　　"Yes, but not completely. In fact, I can also be considered a strong attacker, or a control. If you insist on saying that I can assist, I can actually do that."

　　Qianshui's attack power is already strong enough. It can indeed be considered a strong attack. The Yuanshen launches a mental attack, which is a kind of interference and can also be considered control.

　　As for support, his analysis of soul skills can be used without soul rings long ago, and if he is given enough lead time, he can indeed release bonuses to others.

　　"Bragging! You don't want to say that you can kill all the opponents!"

　　"Why not! But unfortunately it is not, if you don't believe me, just look." As he said that, Qianshui 

 released a very ineffective Netherworld Possession to Feng Jingyi.

　　"Oh my god!" Feng Jingyi was shocked. She didn't expect Qianshui really had auxiliary abilities.

　　"Can you really assist? But why haven't your martial soul and spirit ring appeared?" Feng Jingyi felt these slight increases in speed, opened her eyes wide, and was extremely surprised.

　　"Because it's not necessary, and do you really need a spirit ring to use skills?"

　　"How is that possible? Is it possible?" Feng Jingyi said it was impossible, but it was not completely impossible. She and Chen Sha looked at each other and said in surprise, "Self-created soul skills!"

　　"You can understand it that way." It was too complicated to explain, so Qianshui had no intention of explaining it at all.

"You really are a monster!"

　　"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!" Qianshui denied three times in a row.

　　"You little guy! You're not really being modest, are you?" Feng Jingyi also understood Qianshui a little.

　　"Qianshui, can the support really be as you said?" Chen Sha asked again.

　　"Didn't I tell you that as long as you are stronger than a combat spirit master in other aspects, it will be completely possible."

　　"That's nonsense. You are just a combat spirit master. Besides, it is widely acknowledged that it is difficult for support spirit masters to cultivate! This is the difference in the nature of martial spirits. It is the simplest theory!"

　　"Then let me ask you, who came up with this conclusion, or how was it derived?"