Tang Yong was in a good mood after he had finished his lucky draw and cheated a bunch of rich kids.
Especially when he saw the system notifications popping up from time to time, his mood became even better.
"Ding! From Liu Chun's distress + 422!"
"Ding! From Qin Lie's distress + 345!"
"Ding! From Zhu Geyu's distress + 82!"
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"Ding! From Deng Tong's distress + 666!"
In just a short while, Tang Yong's distress points had increased by more than 3,000. It was simply too good!
But unfortunately, the distress points only reached a peak the moment the demonic beast disappeared. After that, there were only a few points left.
If this could continue, he would be able to save enough money to exchange for a good qinggong.
Recently, Tang Yong had been thinking about exchanging for a qinggong. Although the "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" and "Nine Yang Divine Skill" that he had mastered were both top-grade martial arts, one of them was for attacking while the other was for regaining HP. He did not have a powerful escape skill yet.
What if he encountered an enemy that he could not defeat in the future?
Endure it?
That would not be the case. In fact, he had a lot of choices. In addition to exchanging for a Desperate Blow from the system, he could also buy an Invisibility Charm. But these things were one-time use and the price was too high!
An Invisibility Charm would cost 1,500 points!
Can you imagine?
Just thinking about it made Tang Yong's balls hurt. He could not buy an Invisibility Charm every time he encountered danger. He could not afford to spend 1,500 points!
Moreover, the Invisibility Charm also had its drawbacks. When he was invisible, he could not come into contact with others. Otherwise, he would immediately be dispelled.
After thinking about it, it was more cost-effective to exchange for a qinggong. Although it seemed to cost a lot in one go, it would be much cheaper if he balanced out each use!
Tang Yong had nothing to do. He flipped through the ranking list of martial arts and found the one that had appeared during the lucky draw earlier.
"Wave-like Subtle Steps" was Duan Yu's unique skill written by Jin Yong. In the book, when he was still a rookie, he had relied on this skill to escape for his life several times!
That fairy-like, carefree and unrestrained posture was exactly what Tang Yong wanted to be, a carefree swordsman!
It was a good cultivation technique, but the price was a little … too high!
"Mystic low-grade martial skill: Wave-like Subtle Steps, priced at 30,000 exchange points!"
Tang Yong looked at the series of zeros at the end of the book, and then looked at the 8,000 exchange points that he had painstakingly saved up. He suddenly felt that he was too damn poor!
"Master, what's wrong with you?" Han Dong looked at Tang Yong's changing expression and asked in confusion.
"I'm fine, I'm fine!"
Tang Yong looked at the woods behind him with melancholy. He suddenly missed that group of shameless noblemen. Although their characters were not good, it was still good to brush up on negative emotions.
Aiya!
How could he forget to take out Han Xuefei's hairpin and brush up a wave of negative emotions!
What a blunder, a blunder!
Tang Yong slapped his thigh in annoyance and wished he could turn around and go back immediately.
He turned his head and saw Han Dong's sullen face. He could not help but ask, "What's wrong with you?"
Han Dong looked at Tang Yong and asked with a face full of unwillingness, "Master, why do you think they stole our Demonic Beasts? We were the ones who killed them!"
Tang Yong frowned. This child was making a mistake again!
Tang Yong looked back at the dozen or so injured poor noblemen behind Han Dong. He saw that their young and immature faces were full of anger and unwillingness.
Tang Yong's gaze swept across the faces of these children one by one. Some of them were very young, only 14 or 15 years old. The oldest was not more than 20 years old. If they were on Earth, these people would probably still be in middle school or high school. They would have parents, teachers, and friends to take care of them. They would not have to experience danger like now, where they could die at any time.
However, they lived in a world where Demonic Beasts ran rampant. There was no family for them to grow up slowly.
They had to learn to adapt and learn to grow up.
Tang Yong looked at the crowd and paused. He said in a deep voice, "I know that this time the Demonic Beasts were stolen, and you are very unwilling. However, I don't want to say anything to comfort you. That will only make you live in a false lie and deceive yourself!"
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"What I want to say is that if you feel unwilling and feel that you have been treated unfairly, it can only mean that you are too weak. No one cares about your feelings. If you want to be treated fairly, you have to work hard to become stronger!
Only the strong have the right to speak, only then will there be fairness!
… When that day comes, it will be time for you to fight for your rights! "
"I believe that day may not be far away!"
After drinking the chicken soup for the soul, these poor noblemen were as if they had been injected with chicken blood. They were extremely excited.
In the academy, their status was low. No one had ever said such fresh and inspiring words to them. It was as if they had been enlightened and their horizons had been opened.
Yes, that was right. Only the strong have the right to speak, only then will there be fairness!
The few poor noblemen were so excited that their faces were flushed. They looked at Tang Yong with bright eyes, as if they had seen their life mentor.
Tang Yong turned his head a little guiltily. He seemed to have fooled them a little too much. Were these silly children being fooled?
Han Dong's eyes lit up and he said, "Master, what you said is so good. The Headmaster's speech also gave me a headache. Now that you've finished, I feel full of motivation!"
Tang Yong coughed and pointed to the road in front of them. He said, "They are badly injured. You lead them along this road to heal!
Recently, the Demonic Beasts in the Demonic Forest have been disturbed. Many high-level Demonic Beasts have run out. It is too dangerous for you to stay here. "
Han Dong pulled Tang Yong's arm and said, "Master, I want to go with you to hunt Demonic Beasts!"
"No, I want to go to the depths of the forest to cultivate. It is too dangerous there. I can't take care of you!
Also, they are badly injured. Who will protect them if you leave? "Tang Yong firmly refused.
In the end, Han Dong had no choice but to lead the group of injured people to the periphery of the forest.
Tang Yong watched them reach a safe place and began to turn around and plunge into the depths of the forest.
This time, he planned to raise his cultivation to the peak of Martial Warrior in one go!
After comparing himself with the young masters of Han Dong, he felt that he was still too weak!
The forest in the distance shook again. The terrible aftermath caused the trees to tremble.
Tang Yong stopped and changed direction. He went in the direction of the earthquake again.
He wanted to see what was going on there.
The sun was setting.
Tang Yong headed north. Now that he had improved several times, it was not an exaggeration to describe his running speed as fast as lightning. He ran more than a thousand meters in a short time!
This was unimaginable in the past, but now he could easily do it.
However, this speed could not be maintained for long. It was too fast. The intense exercise made his whole body hot, and it was difficult to maintain for long periods of time.
However, Tang Yong did not stop because of this. He continued to run wildly, wanting to see where his limit was. Along the way, he was like a gust of wind, flying sand and stones.
As time passed, his speed began to slow down. White steam rose from his head, and the surface of his body was red and boiling.
Half an hour later, Tang Yong finally stopped.
"I've run about fifty miles!"
Although Tang Yong did not master the Qinggong technique, his running speed was still amazing. If this spread to the capital, who knew how many people would look at him?
After eating many Body Tempering Fruits, his physique had become very strong. His running speed was not inferior to that of a Martial Master!
"However, this speed can only be maintained for a while. I can't maintain it!" Tang Yong shook his head and sighed.