"Teacher Wang, what are we going to do now?"

On this day, as soon as school was over, Wang Ze found Wang Yiyi directly.

During the day, the beautiful teacher left after a few words.

It made him feel itchy all day long.

He himself has calculated that every day he has increased his vital affinity at most about 0.3%.

According to this progress, it will take at least about 10 months to reach the peak of the martial arts disciple.

And this is just the ideal state.

In fact, according to his understanding, as the affinity of the vitality increases, the body tempering effect of the body refining technique will gradually weaken.

Under normal circumstances, it is normal for you to reach the peak of a martial artist after two or three years of practice.

Even some people can't succeed if they spend two or three years.

This is known by looking at the martial arts colleges, many students in colleges have been in college for four years and cannot graduate successfully.

You should know that the graduation standard of Warrior University is to become a formal warrior...

However, this person told himself that it only takes three months to reach the peak of the martial arts disciple?

This is really exaggerating.

He couldn't help but be moved.

He felt that if this person could really do this, what would it be wrong to become a disciple at that time?

Anyway, as long as you are brave, it doesn’t matter if the teacher is not a teacher…

"What are you doing?"

However, before he finished speaking, he rolled his eyes from Wang Yiyi.

"Didn't I say that I'll go to find the Netherworld clans next..."

Wang Yiyi came back today and regretted it.

She found that she seemed to be too eager in the morning.

This is very bad...

She thought about it and continued:

"Of course, there are those guys from the Ten Thousand Gods. Without their cooperation, those Netherworld tribes would not have been able to move so quickly!"

Wang Ze: “…”

OK, what you said makes sense.

You have a task, and you need to find the Netherworld Clan and find trouble for the Wanshen Club...

"But what should I do?"

He said with some doubts: "Teacher, you were fooling me in the morning, are you?"

It was clearly agreed that I could reach the peak of martial arts in three months.

"Fraud you?"

Wang Yiyi smiled and said, "You are too weak now, so let's improve your cultivation first!"

She looked at Wang Ze with disgust: "Although your talent is pretty good, your foundation is really bad. There are many methods, and I can't use it on you now!"

Seeing that Wang Ze seemed to be disbelief, she couldn't help but sigh: "You have heard of Body Tempering Pill. Refined with the bone marrow of a powerful monster, one can increase the affinity of a few points of vitality, but that kind of thing has too domineering medicinal effect. If you don't reach the advanced level of the martial artist, it will be harmful or useless."

"There are also Qixue Pills that can fill you with Qixue, allowing you to practice body refining skills several times a day, but this kind of thing can only be used in the middle level of martial artists..."

"besides……"

She talked about several drugs that can improve the efficiency of body refining.

However, without exception, none of them can be used by Wang Ze now.

"So, I still have to practice alone for a while..."

Wang Ze was speechless.

He thought he could improve his strength quickly immediately!

Of course, he didn't care too much.

Anyway, he made up his mind that if he didn't let himself reach the peak of a martial artist within three months, he would never become a disciple.

Besides, in this situation, it is more convenient for you to have sex for free.

Thinking of this, his expression suddenly moved.

"Teacher, when you act, can you take me one? I'll just watch from a distance!"

He couldn't help but think that it really doesn't work, so he can take advantage of some luck and improve the level of the magical text.

"what ever!"

This time Wang Yiyi did not stop him.

"As long as it does not affect your cultivation progress."

Anyway, I just look at it from a distance.

Besides, Wang Ze's own strength is not weak either.

The danger is not very high.

"Not affecting, no affecting!"

Wang Ze nodded quickly.

What a joke, as long as you let me rub it, I will definitely only practice faster.

How could it have an impact?

"Then you wait here first. When I need to take action, someone will naturally notify us."

Wang Yiyi waved his hand helplessly, and then sat down alone.

As a semi-official staff member, she naturally doesn't need to go out and search for targets aimlessly.

...

While Wang Ze and the others were still waiting for the mission, a team of warriors from the official had already begun to take action.

Although everyone has not figured out how Zhang Hong was cursed, this does not prevent everyone from making reasonable speculations.

In everyone's opinion, since he died because of the spiritual curse, this kind of curse can be transmitted from humans...

Then, it is very likely that he is not the source of infection.

Therefore, finding the source is the most important thing right now.

And this kind of thing is not too difficult for official warriors.

After all, you only need to check who he had contacted with the first day.

However, to everyone’s disappointment, everyone searched for it all day and had no gains.

There is nothing unusual about anyone who has been in contact with Zhang Hong.

The only abnormal one was the boss lady who taught him to use condoms.

However, the boss's wife also died in the detention room...

There is no way, a group of people can only place their targets where they traded before.

"Boss, you said we're going here, wouldn't there really be a group of Netherworld tribes?"

The person who spoke was a thin man.

Perhaps the atmosphere was too dull, he couldn't help but say in a joke tone: "You guys say, will there be a group of Netherworld tribes watching next to them when they are trading..."

However, what greeted him was the captain's stern voice.

"Skinny monkey, shut up..."

Chen Lei has reason to get angry.

As a veteran warrior, since he received the mission this time, he felt something unusual.

He even faintly smelled a slight danger.

At this moment, when he saw his team members, he was still a little hippie and smiled. He couldn't help but scolded:

"How many times have I told you that our opponents this time are not those mutant monsters with only muscles in their minds. These Netherworld tribes, like us, can think, ambush, and even use tricks..."

"I don't want to see someone being carried back!"

"Yes, boss!"

Seeing the captain getting angry, the group of people put away their playful mood.

Soon, a group of people arrived at the destination this time, an urban village in the suburbs of the north of the city.
To be continued...