MMB Chapter 105 This is a first-year high school student?!
Chapter 105 This is a first-year high school student?!
Chapter 105 This is a first-year high school student?!
After binding with Aunt Chef, and with his own development and growth, Bai Hui is now able to directly absorb the opponent's attacks in battle to heal himself.
However, the absorption efficiency of the force of an attack is definitely not as good as that of directly swallowing food.
There are risks, but the improvement in Baihui's battery life is also quite significant!
At this moment, while Bai Hui was using the stolen "Three Thousand Sumeru" to fight against the senior students from other schools and becoming part of this chaotic brawl, he also spared some attention to carefully comprehend the pair of demonic weapon gloves on his hands.
His previous idea was correct. There are some differences in the basic martial arts of each school. These differences are very small, but when combined, they are like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. After reaching a certain level, they can be directly condensed into a unique weapon form based on the "Free Will Killing Weapon"!
Without those mutated martial arts as a foundation, even if a weapon form is condensed, it will only be a mere shell.
Bai Hui possessed a strong foundation in martial arts from Yuncheng No. 1 High School, and his moves were extremely precise. Looking across the entire school, it was virtually impossible to find someone who could compare to him among the students.
Therefore, the formation of the military formation at Yuncheng No. 1 Middle School was a natural outcome.
These gloves not only significantly amplified Bai Hui's punching power, but also allowed him to directly seize the military formations of other schools for his own use!
Bai Hui even speculated that the pair of Qilin arms that Li Youmo wanted to practice were probably not just for cultivating the "Boundless Life and Death Great Handprint" in the future. These gloves must also be part of Li Youmo's plan!
Capturing another's formation consumes a considerable amount of resources.
Fortunately, Bai Hui was able to sustain the war effort through warfare.
The senior from Jiwu High School was furious that his "Three Thousand Sumeru" weapon was stolen, but he hadn't completely lost his mind. Bai Hui had a demon weapon, while he didn't, so rushing up like that would definitely put him at a disadvantage.
So he gritted his teeth and condensed another "Three Thousand Sumeru" – the two consecutive evil weapons were obviously a considerable burden on him.
The senior student's face turned ashen, and his steps became unsteady—no! That was movement technique!
The senior student appeared to be swaying unsteadily, seemingly too weak to even stand, but in reality, he was using a special movement technique that complemented his staff fighting style!
Their behavior is peculiar and unpredictable!
He closed in on Bai Hui and began to fight him with his stick.
The stick fighting techniques are deceptive and realistic, making it difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake; the force is strange yet the strength is obscure.
At this moment, the senior student appeared angry, but he dared not underestimate Bai Hui in the slightest and had already used all his skills.
However, he was ultimately too exhausted, and his mental defenses were almost negligible.
Bai Hui stared at him with one eye and easily obtained a lot of useful information, such as the staff technique he was currently using, which was called "Drunken Staff"!
Impressive martial arts skills, I'll learn them!
Meanwhile, his other eye trembled wildly, staring intently at Jinglan, the senior student who was constantly shifting his gaze, looking for an opportunity.
"You bastard, at least look at me properly!"
Senior Jiwu roared.
He momentarily revealed a weakness, which Bai Hui accurately seized, and took advantage of his unpreparedness to snatch another "Three Thousand Sumeru" and then added a kick to the spot.
This martial arts senior finally couldn't hold on any longer, his eyes rolled back, and he was kicked unconscious by Bai Hui.
Bai Hui, holding two "Three Thousand Sumeru" swords, slammed them together and fused them into one. This was a demonic weapon. Although it looked and worked just like a normal weapon, it was essentially formed from the demonic energy of the heart. It was solidified energy from the same source and could naturally be combined.
Bai Hui thought this was normal.
Without pausing, he turned and charged towards the agile senior, Jinglan.
"Hey—what the hell are you doing?!"
The senior student was about to say "good thing you came", but then he saw Bai Hui walking around the room, grabbing the obviously more solid "Three Thousand Sumeru", stuffing it into his mouth, and biting into it in big bites, making a distinct crunching sound that made people feel nauseous.
He couldn't help but scream in horror.
The noise was so loud that it subtly crossed gender boundaries, thus affecting the concentration of some of the upperclassmen who were engaged in a chaotic argument.
Some people subconsciously slowed their offensive and turned to look.
"6
"Riding a dragon and soaring through the clouds?" Another one from No. 1 Middle School—wait?! Why haven't I seen this person before?
"Damn it! You guys from No. 1 High School! Did you cheat?! Why are there eleven of you?!"
A few people realized something was wrong and looked at the ten students from No. 1 Middle School who were already present with hostile eyes.
The ten people also looked completely bewildered.
"Is that from our school?"
"Who is it?!"
"I don't think I've seen this before—eleven of our school sent players to this league?!"
"—Bai Hui, junior?! What happened to your mouth?!"
"Who? Bai Hui? You're saying that's Bai Hui? A first-year high school student!?"
In an instant, the chaos ceased.
Taking advantage of the moment when everyone was distracted, Bai Hui snatched the "Soaring Mist" glove with one hand and grabbed the "Three Thousand Sumeru" glove with the other, biting into it like sugarcane to replenish his obviously depleted mental energy. He mumbled, "So these gloves are called 'Dragon Riding and Cloud Ascending' ah — not a bad name."
Oh, and count me in on the betting.
"You—you're a high school freshman, what are you doing here?!"
"There's not much pressure on our side, so I came over—to fight or not?" Bai Hui took a big bite. The time was too short, and it was a bit troublesome to digest, but it did give him some insights into military formations.
"Really a first-year high school student? How can he eat a demonic weapon—never mind, it's probably some kind of magical artifact. Heh, pretty arrogant, kid!"
A senior from Shinra High School, carrying a dagger called "Eternal Moment," slowly walked towards Bai Hui: "You ignorant fool! Let me teach you what it means to respect your senior!"
Before he could finish speaking, his figure had already disappeared from the spot. The second half of the sentence was spoken by him with "Eternal Moment" held to Bai Hui's neck and whispered in Bai Hui's ear!
Before he could exert any force, the white light supporting him slowly dissipated, and a hand wrapped in "Dragon Riding and Cloud Ascending" swiftly reached out from under his armpit while he was stunned, forcefully snatching "Eternal Moment" from his hand!
Then, a black and red folding fan lashed out, striking his cheek and sending him flying into the air, spinning three times in a flash!
Bai Hui tossed his head, used his long, bright red tongue to remove the pouch tied to his waist, and grinned at the stunned crowd. "Next, who's next?"
Everyone present found it absurd.
Is this a first-year high school student?!
Seeing that no one was going up for the moment, Bai Hui said, "You guys—(chewing)—you wouldn't be—(chewing)—chicken up, would you?"
at the same time.
Unit 3, Building 55.
Li Youmo and his two companions have found their target and are still trying to outmaneuver him.
All three of them felt that this was the most difficult maze they had ever encountered so far, because its space utilization rate was 100%!
"Speaking of which—"
Feng Jue suddenly asked, "Are we really not going to wait for Bai Hui?"
He Qing frowned, pondering how to win over the man in front of her. Upon hearing this, she said, "Don't worry about him. He's probably perched on some senior's shoulder watching the show."
Li Youmo sighed, "I don't know how Brother Hui trained his martial arts. When he was on my back just now, I didn't feel a thing—"
By the way, have you guys figured out a strategy for winning over the player?
"No—" He Qing sighed, "Even you, the living encyclopedia, have no clue, so what about us? What the hell is this living encyclopedia? I just spend more time online than you guys—"