Lord Xue Ying's

Chapter 9 – Five Years Later, Flipping New Leaves

After dinner.

Dong Bo Xue Ying, his brother Qing Shi and Zong Ling were sitting together. Dong Bo Xue Ying took out a watermelon crystal ball, which his mother had left behind, from a package.

"Brother, what is this? Very lovely. ”Ask the cute Qing Shi. While Do Bong Xue Ying resembled their father, Qing Shi looked more like their mother. He would definitely be a dashing man, more handsome than Dong Bo Xue Ying.

"Here, Pebble. Put your hand on it. ”Say Dong Bo Xue Ying.

"okay." Qing Shi replied before obediently putting his little hand on it.

When his hand touched the ball, the mental waves within him reacted with the crystal ball. One could see the crystal ball immediately began to glow with red lights that filled every corner of the room.

Xue Ying and the others beamed happily as the light spread out.

"Brother, why shine?" Qing Shi asked curiously.

"Great witch, come on. Let me give you a kiss. ”Xue Ying replied, hugging her younger brother and kissing him.

A witch is different from a knight.

As a knight, one needed to start training since childhood. For example, Eternal Wind Academy has a regulation on admissions stating that the maximum age of a knight to enroll is ten. In contrast, shamans were never trained at such a young age. Those with a good family background may start practicing around the age of ten. Others may start around sixteen or even twenty. In the Eternal Wind academy, the final threshold for a magician to apply was thirty years old.

Before thirty, one still had a chance to be accepted.

Being a witch requires having a sharp mind. The spirit in particular was very involved in the training. One might damage his spirit and become mentally retarded if he starts to get too young and act recklessly. As he gets older, he will gain much-needed experience, wisdom will accumulate over the years. Some magicians start practicing at the age of forty or fifty and still achieve great things, and are even able to become transcendent.

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Time passes day by day.

It was a blink of an eye, five years had passed

'huhuhu ~~~' Big snowflakes like goose feathers fall.

In front of the fence stood a young man in black clothes, looking at the dancing splinters in the sky. The sharpness of his face was like being carved in detail with a knife. His years of training had given him the presence of a terrifying spear expert.

"Brother!"

A warmly dressed boy shouted from afar.

"Qing Shi." Xue Ying grinned. He jumped down from a height of six meters, onto the snow-covered ground below. His younger brother had grown up and Dong Bo Xue Ying had changed the way he greeted his younger brother, he now called him 'Qing Shi', not 'pebbles' like he had when they were young.

“Brother, let's go to Water Rites Town to play. There are so many fun places there and it is very boring to stay at home. ”Dong Bo Qing Shi said excitedly.

"How about asking Uncle Zong to go with you?" Xue Ying smiled as he spoke.

“You always stay in the Snow Eagle region and barely go to the city a full year. Aren't you bored? '' Qing Shi muttered.

Xue Ying smiled, but did not say a word.

Her younger brother now barely remembered anything about their parents, let alone the night their parents were taken away. He lived a carefree life.

"Let me practice my fist technique a little longer," Xue Ying said. He took off his upper clothes, revealing his strong body. Obviously, years of penance make it incredibly sturdy.

As he spoke, Xue Ying stepped into the snow and began to train. This was the Dou Qi method and the fist technique.

"Pause of your time then. I'm going to play. "Said Qing Shi before running off.

Dong Bo Xue Ying continued to practice fist techniques. Every movement looked extremely slow, yet strength flowed like water under his skin.

At the age of thirteen, his spear technique had reached the 'one with spear' stage'.

But this is not enough ...... Every part of his power should be united as one and under his full control, as precisely and and as well as possible. Only by doing so did he deserve to be called 'master of spears'. Only by doing so could he master the first stage of the "Mysterious Ice Spear" technique, 'Falling Snow'.

For the past two years, when practicing fist techniques, he would focus on feeling himself and seeking inspiration in peace. He wanted every part of his strength to work perfectly as one.

"soon."

Dong Bo Xue Ying vaguely felt that he was approaching the verge of uniting his strength perfectly.

He had trained his spear technique every day until this winter, completing ten years of training between his sixth and fifteenth birthday. The hard training he went through in these ten years was equivalent to twenty or even thirty years of training for a normal person.

'My progress with the spear technique is not a problem. But why am I still unable to produce Dou Qi? ' When Dong Bo Xue Ying picked up a nearby spear and started training with it, it was as if the spear was part of his body. The spear was like a dragon. Strong as he surged forward. A single prick would create an endless image of shadows. One simple sweep would be an unstoppable force.

According to his initial plan, he should have been able to produce Dou Qi when he was ten years old! He was supposed to be an earth knight when he was fifteen! But in reality?

He had not even produced a single shred of Dou Qi, let alone become a knight.

However, Xue Ying, Zong Ling and Tong San were not disappointed by this. Instead, they thought that this was very strange!

The principle of Dou Qi is to absorb energy from heaven and earth and nourish one's body. When these energies were absorbed so much that they could no longer be absorbed by one's body, they would be converted to Dou Qi and formed within one's body!

When Xue Ying was ten years old, his body was already stronger than the best among normal people. In the next five years, he never stopped developing his body. He never stopped taking in world energy and hence never produced Dou Qi.

“What is the reason?” “My body is ten times better than normal people, so why still absorb energy?” Xue Ying wondered, puzzled.

Although Zong Ling and the others had a lot of experience and knowledge, they had no idea what caused this.

'Ping!'

The spear hit the snow-covered rock and rose again and suddenly sounded forward with a very sharp whistling sound.

The deepest and smallest parts of his body suddenly began to itch, breaking his concentration.

"Hm?" Xue Ying put away his spear. Every piece of bone and every muscle fiber in his body was amused, he could hardly bear the itching even with his fortitude. This itchy feeling was followed by a burning sensation, as if all of his bones were burnt to ashes. His skin became red and his skin became harder, and membranes began to form under his skin.

There was a stream of red blood rising from Xue Ying's upper naked body. It formed an opaque shape, which resembled a towering giant.

Xue Ying was fascinated. He 'looked' giant, barefoot, but wearing a leather skirt, raised his head and roared wildly on the desolate ground.

The scene fades with red steam.

But within Xue Ying's body, the transformation intensified.

'Ugh ...'

Xue Ying could not take it anymore. He fell to his knees as his hot, hot skin melted the snow that surrounded him.