Beast Tamer, Wither Skeleton's Storm Journey

Su Mingli quietly watched the man laughing like a madman. She didn't say anything, just watched him.

"So, you are a primary school student now, right?"

The man calmed down. He seemed a little drunk. He sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, one hand covering his forehead, and said lightly:

Su Mingli nodded

"Yes sir, I am only 10 years old now"

The man was silent for a while, then he struggled to stand up from the ground, took out a strange pill scroll and handed it to Su Mingli.

"The recipe for this pill can cure the scars on your face. I spent a long time researching it before I figured it out."

As the man spoke, he seemed to get excited again, like a child waiting for Su Mingli's praise.

"I didn't make it for Ming when I was alive. Now that I have figured it out, I will give it to you. Ming has always wanted to see his most perfect face..."

Su Mingli looked at the scroll handed to him and took it. The moment he touched it, it turned into a memory and passed into Su Mingli's soul.

Su Mingli frowned. The memory was too complicated and huge. There were many steps and materials for refining pills that she had never heard of.

"Well, I know these materials may be hard to find, but that's the complete version. You should be able to find some low-end versions to improve your face, at least..."

Seeing that the man in black robe was about to mutter again, Su Mingli mustered up the courage to interrupt him.

"Sir, actually..my face is fine"

The man was stunned for a moment, then his face changed drastically. He reached out his hand with a trembling hand and touched Su Mingli's face.

“What? What!!”

"How can your face be good! That... that..."

He seemed to be suffocating, and his whole body was shaking violently, as if something horrible was around him.

"Then I in this world...may not be able to recognize you...No...No! No!!!"

"I am doomed to die, and even the last bit of my life has lost its meaning. How desperate I must be..."

Su Mingli looked at the man in front of him who suddenly went crazy and took two steps back silently, wondering what he was doing.

"This guy is heartbroken? With the you in that parallel world? The one called Ming?"

"Well, that should be about the same..."

The man suddenly stopped, looked at Su Mingli, and asked without any fluctuation in his tone:

"Who are you talking to?"

Su Mingli was also startled. She had just been communicating with Silla using consciousness. How could this person hear it?

"What the hell, mind reading?"

"Um, this is my beast, Silla, I don't know its species yet."

Su Mingli thought about it and told the person in front of him

The man was seen slumped on the ground, seeming to recall something, and even wiping away tears.

"He's actually a beastmaster..."

The man in black robe suddenly thought of a blind spot

"No, you are only 10 years old, how can you open the world of consciousness?"

"I don't know either." Su Mingli shook his head very blankly.

Then the place fell silent again, and the man in black robe finally seemed to have accepted everything and stood up from the ground.

"Then why did you come to see me this time, Ming...Su Mingli"

Su Mingli bowed his head, clasped his fists, and said loudly

"I came to ask for martial arts skills from you, sir."

The man in black robe sat cross-legged on the ground again, holding the knife, as if the previous madness was just a dream.

"Martial arts? I only know how to use a sword."

“I only know how to use a knife.”

"Oh?"

The man in black robe seemed a little surprised. He stretched out his hand to Su Mingli.

"Come and show me your skills."

Su Mingli nodded after hearing this, and then he clenched his right hand. The golden lightning condensed into a knife in Su Mingli's hand. Although the spiritual energy control was very rough, it could be seen that it was a long knife.

If it weren't for Silla's spiritual energy supply, Su Mingli really couldn't condense this thunder knife.

"Well, sir, I'm sorry."

Su Mingli held the knife with both hands, bent his body, and circulated his spiritual energy rapidly. He used all his strength to quickly cut at the black-robed man who was sitting cross-legged.

Almost instantly, Su Mingli arrived behind the figure, his body still in the state of slashing

“Too slow, too hesitant”

A calm voice came, and the black-robed man sitting there disappeared like a bubble.

The man was standing behind Su Mingli, with his eyes closed and the long sword in his hand already unsheathed.

Su Mingli was speechless, because she could feel that she was broken into pieces, but was still held together by an unknown force.

The arm slowly broke into pieces and fell off, followed by the other parts.

This feeling is magical, just like turning into a building block, even if it is broken into dozens of pieces, it can still feel

After a while, with an inexplicable force, the fragments of Su Mingli's body gathered like a ball of soft jelly, and then took the shape of a person.

"What just happened?"

Silla didn't even react.

"Don't worry, you won't die."

The man looked at Su Mingli and spoke softly

"Now, please accept me as your master. I will teach you swordsmanship. I also have Ming's lifelong learning."

At this point, he also let it go. He and Ming were already dead bones in the grave, so there was no need to think about those things anymore.

The Su Mingli in front of him was not Ming after all, so there was no need for him to be sad about it, although the tearing pain in his heart lingered.

"Disciple Su Mingli, hello to Master!"

Su Mingli knelt down in a flash and kowtowed three times

"Hehe~ You have the same personality as Ming."

The man in black robe smiled slightly and then warned

"My last name is Zhang, you can call me Zhang Zi, and I will be your master from now on."

Zhang Zi looked at Su Mingli kneeling on the ground and waved his hand.

"Get up, I'll teach you the first knife."

Su Mingli got up from the ground and watched Zhang Zi's demonstration.

"Your lightning speed is already very fast, but your body's strength and reaction speed severely limit your speed."

Zhang Zi said, pulling out his pitch-black long sword.

"I am a dark type, and have the same speed as light."

"Before you reach spiritual enlightenment, your reaction speed will be negligible, so to unleash your full speed, you need a martial art."

Zhang Zi drew out his long sword, and just stood there, tapping the air a few times.

"Remember the acupuncture points I pressed, and then attack with all your strength, completely releasing the restrictions on your spiritual energy."

Su Mingli listened carefully, felt the spiritual orifice in his body, and then nodded.

"Okay! What I'm going to teach you next is the instant body slash." Zhang Zi assumed a normal knife-holding posture.

"How to cut is not important, what is important is the trick of the spiritual energy burst"

"The acupuncture points I pressed are the major valves of the human body. Without the control of these valves, the spiritual power will instantly run wild, and the power that erupts instantly is extremely astonishing."

Zhang Zi said as he suddenly swung his knife forward. Then, Su Mingli saw Zhang Zi suddenly appear on her right side from her left side as if he was cut out and pasted.

"This move allows you to enter a super-limit state for a short period of time, greatly improving your reaction power and reaction speed."

"But with your current physical strength, you can only keep it open for ten seconds at most. If you keep it open for more than ten seconds, you might get poisoned by your spiritual energy. It's very troublesome."

Zhang Zi finished speaking and looked at Su Mingli.

"do you understand?"

Su Mingli felt it himself and found it very simple.

"I understand, Master."

Zhang Zi's expressionless face suddenly smiled

"Well, come and fight me."

Su Mingli:Σ(???)