You crafted a Low Grade Puppet (Strength).
Proficiency in Plants and Trees as Soldiers +15.
Proficiency in Puppet (Strength) +60.
You crafted a Low Grade Puppet (Strength).
Proficiency in Plants and Trees as Soldiers +20.
Proficiency in Puppet (Strength) +80.
The superior Materials brought different insights. Compared to withered Origin Qi rice stalks, the power feedback from Vajra Bamboo was clearer, allowing Zhao Xing to experience the subtleties of the Strength Puppet Spell more deeply.
On this basis, the Spell proficiency of the Strength Puppet Spell rapidly increased.
Half a day passed, and Zhao Xing had already cultivated it to the Second Turn level.
Puppet (Strength)
Proficiency: 2750/9999
Effect: Indestructible, boundless strength.
"Hit me, with three-tenths of your strength." Zhao Xing crossed his arms, blocking his chest, then ordered the Second Turn Vajra Puppet.
"Bang!" The golden Vajra Puppet threw a punch, and Zhao Xing felt like he was hit by a large wrecking ball, flying backward.
The Vajra Puppet flashed forward, immediately preparing to follow up with another attack.
"Stop! That's enough, it's already too abnormal!"
Zhao Xing grimaced and called for a stop.
The Vajra Puppet immediately stopped moving.
Now Zhao Xing was no longer tired, only feeling a pleasant soreness all over his body.
How does resistance come about? It's practiced like this!
It's just that he is still very weak and can't take much of a beating, otherwise Zhao Xing would definitely spar with the Vajra Puppet.
"With just one punch like that, the Physical Body of a Farmer official would find it very difficult to withstand. If it used its full power, even a thick-skinned Martial Artist would probably need to be Low Grade to endure it."
You get what you pay for. Using Origin Qi rice as the base for the Puppet Spell could at most scare birds away.
The Vajra Puppet, however, could completely serve as a bodyguard.
However, the Vajra Puppet had no technique to speak of; it only knew simple punching and kicking. Against a Low Grade Martial Artist, it could be easily dodged, but against these Farmer official clerks, it was probably sufficient.
"The number is about right. Let's see who dares to provoke me."
Zhao Xing walked out of the bamboo forest and came to a nearby field, picking a few Qing Teng fruits from the vines to consume.
The Low Grade Second-tier Qing Teng had ripened, covered with golden, thumb-sized fruits.
Although the taste was average, it was filling.
Zhao Xing was not particular about taste; practicality was always his first consideration.
"Now, only the aquatic species 'Fragrant Lotus' still has more than half that hasn't matured yet." Zhao Xing looked into the muddy pit.
As the Origin Qi mainly supplied the Vajra Bamboo, only two Fragrant Lotuses had matured, with the remaining eighteen still growing.
"I wonder how others' planting efforts are. My earth Pulse Syndrome only took care of this eastern half of the planting area; the western side received no attention at all."
If Huang Tao heard this, he would probably spit blood. Your Excellency, was that 'taking care'?
"The number of Top Grade spots is limited. If I can suppress Wen Nanxing, Xiao Ze, and others to only get Grade A, with the ebb and flow, my chances of becoming an official will be greater."
"By the third night, secretly killing some of their plants should be enough. As for the people on the western side, forget about them."
Having made up his mind, Zhao Xing planned to rest for a while and start his actions in the evening.
But unexpectedly, an uninvited guest arrived.
"You few, go to Brother Chengfeng's side and swap territories with me." Zong Shichang came from the west, stopping near the western edge of Zhao Xing's cloud layer.
"Brother Zong, we have already planted here, and they are about to mature. Now is not a good time to swap." Someone was unwilling to change positions.
"It's not a free swap; come to my mansion afterward to collect money." Zong Shichang said indifferently.
"I'll swap." The first person immediately beamed with joy, pulled up his plants, and left without another word.
"What about you? Are you swapping or not?"
Seeing them still hesitating, Zong Shichang said impatiently, "If you dig them up yourselves, you might not suffer too much damage, but if I help you dig, then all your efforts will be in vain."
"We'll swap." Under coercion and inducement, Zong Shichang quickly completed the swap.
Such a commotion naturally attracted Zhao Xing's attention.
"Zong Shichang? Why did he move over here? Is he coming for me?" Zhao Xing watched this scene unfold.
Unlike Li Chengfeng, who had the reputation of a gentleman, Zong Shichang gave the impression of being overbearing.
To put it nicely, this person acted on his impulses. To put it harshly, he was domineering and disregarded the feelings of others.
But he wasn't purely reckless; he was also willing to spend money.
He usually paved the way with money first, and if that didn't work, he would resort to force.
"His father, Zong Heng, is one of the vice-presidents of the Nanyang Chamber of Commerce. He doesn't take ordinary people seriously at all." Zhao Xing recalled some rumors about Zong Shichang.
The most famous incident was when Zong Shichang was playing 'grass fighting' (a folk entertainment game) with someone in Nanyang County.
As a result, this Young Master Zong lost his temper and punched the person directly in the face.
Coincidentally, an official patrol passed by and immediately wanted to arrest Zong Shichang.
However, Zong Shichang offered the beaten person a price of thirty taels per punch, and the beaten person immediately jumped up from the ground and drove the officials away.
In the end, Zong Shichang punched that person eighteen times to vent his anger, earning him the nickname 'Zong Eighteen'.
"Brother Zhao! Can we have a word?"
Sure enough, after Zong Shichang settled down, he immediately walked towards Zhao Xing.
Zhao Xing saw him standing at the edge of the cloud's shadow, and his words were quite polite, so he walked over.
"Oh, it's Brother Zong. What instruction do you have?"
After Zhao Xing spoke, he noticed Zong Shichang glanced behind him, then inexplicably... became excited?
"So Brother Zhao also had this intention? I really want to spar with you!" Zong Shichang said straightforwardly.
Hey, hey, was that what I meant by 'instruction'? Your thought process is too strange.
But Zhao Xing was too lazy to explain. At this point, explaining would be admitting cowardice, wouldn't it?
So he also said directly, "Name your Dao. How do you want to play?"
"Straightforward!" Zong Shichang found Zhao Xing much more agreeable. "You and I will compete without restrictions; any Spell can be used. Are you willing?"
"If I injure you, you can choose any Spirit Pill below the third tier, and I will send someone to deliver it to your mansion afterward."
Are you looking for a sparring partner here? Zhao Xing raised an eyebrow. Zong Shichang's reputation for being overbearing truly wasn't exaggerated. Others were competing for the assessment, but he purely wanted to find someone to spar with.
"No."
"No?" Zong Shichang's expression turned cold, his eyes slightly narrowed.
"If I win, you have to give me the same."
Zong Shichang was first stunned, then laughed: "Win me? Hahaha, then it's settled! Take this!"
He pointed a finger, and the flowing clouds above his head instantly turned pitch black, while lightning flashed within the clouds.
He quickly completed the steps of moving clouds and thundering.
Seeing his Spell's starting move, Zhao Xing knew that his third step was to 【Summon Lightning】.
Summon Lightning was an intermediate Spell, and Zong Shichang, who liked to compete and fight, certainly had some skill.
Zhao Xing frowned and retreated behind the Puppet.
"Take him down. Yes, all twenty of you, go at him."
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