Spiritual Recovery: Be Invincible Starting From Delivering Food

"I bet, did Lao Xiao have this kind of character when he was fighting?" Hua Yu asked.

"I think there is something wrong with the peanuts Mr. gave me, but those peanuts are not simple. I obviously feel that Brother Xiao's spiritual skills have been increased." Falcon Bai replied.

Hua Yu glanced at Ye Xiaoshu and said sadly:

"Sir, you are biased! Why don't I have this peanut?"

Ye Xiaoshu asked with a wicked smile: "You also want to die?"

Hua Yu quickly waved his hand: "Ahem, forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Ye Xiaoshu thought about the effect of peanuts.

This thing is similar to the choke peach, but different.

Peanut's ability is to reveal his true nature, not to tell everything.

The throat-locking peach is forced to tell the truth and will not cause such embarrassing tricks.

Ye Xiaoshu shook his head, put all this behind him, and looked at the game seriously.

Mu Tianhua was a little angry that his opponent looked down on him so much:

"Kill the whole world, right? Let me see how much you weigh!"

"Spiritual Skill: Earth Demon Blade!"

After saying that, he took a step forward and attacked in the direction of Xiao Sanshuang.

The frost sword and the earth demon blade clashed together.

I thought it would be a confrontation between swords and swords, but I saw the ice blade instantly cut the earth blade into two pieces.

Mu Tianhua said in shock:

"No...impossible!"

"Why is your spiritual energy so strong?"

He never imagined that those few little peanuts could bring such a big improvement.

Xiao Sanshuang waved his hand and dispersed his ice sword, forming countless blades in the air.

A chill spread throughout the venue.

The water vapor in the air can also be used by Xiao Sanshuang.

Looking at these tiny blades in the air, he remembered Ye Xiaoshu's words:

"Xiao Sanshuang, you are not proficient in the use of spiritual skills."

"Unless there are restrictions, there is never only one way to release spiritual skills."

"How can you defeat the enemy if you don't know the range, range, and maximum lethality against people, objects, and space?"

"You have to remember one sentence: know yourself and the enemy, and you will be victorious in every battle."

“If you have a clear understanding of yourself, you will win 50%.”

The blades in the air did not attack directly, but surrounded Xiao Sanshuang.

"Sir, I understand what you said." Xiao Sanshuang secretly said on the court.

Mu Tianhua did not dare to act rashly. He had studied Xiao Sanshuang's abilities and shortcomings in advance.

But he had no idea what kind of magical skills these short blades in the air were.

"Martial Arts: Tai Chi Sword Technique!"

Tai Chi sword technique brings together the qi of Yin and Yang poles to exhaust the wonders of transformation of heaven and earth. It is the best sword in the world created by the founder of the Wudang sect.

This sword is the pinnacle of internal strength.

Mu Tianhua felt something was wrong and immediately released his spiritual skills to block:

"Spiritual Skill: Black Earth Shield!"

These thousands of short blades hit one point and shot towards him.

Cracks appeared on the shield instantly.

"Dang-dang-dang-"

The sound of cracking, the sound of ice blades breaking, the roar of the earth, and all kinds of mixed sounds resounded throughout the field.

At this time, Cai Kunkun and scalpers were watching the live broadcast of Lingwu High School at home.

This is a means of recruiting students. Students who shine can attract more new students to enroll.

They looked at every Class E student who was reborn and felt extremely regretful.

I regret why I left Class E.

If he were still in that position, he would definitely be as powerful and cool as Xiao Sanshuang on the stage.

Ye Xiaoshu really has the ability to teach others!

At the competition site, the students off the field were also shocked.

Both at the Bronze level, Xiao Sanshuang suppressed Mu Tianhua with just one spiritual skill and left him breathless.

The Tai Chi sword technique he used was unprecedented.

All of this came from the person sitting in the middle of Class E - Ye Xiaoshu.

The new head teacher of Class E, Grade 1!

The most unbelievable thing was the dean. She thought that this senior high school student was teaching for fun.

You know, the original Class E was called the waste among geniuses.

These people couldn't even integrate into Class D at first.

But now, I can knock Class A to the ground and beat him!

"Xiao Sanshuang! Stop pretending and win quickly!" Ye Xiaoshu shouted from the audience.

"Students under orders!"

"The Promise Sword Style!"

After Xiao Sanshuang finished speaking softly, all the blue ice crystals suddenly lost their color and turned into transparent water vapor.

"Promise Sword Style?" Hua Yu asked in shock.

He, Falcon Bai and Xiao Sanshuang practiced Tai Chi swordsmanship at the same time, but they didn't know there was such a style.

Ye Xiaoshu explained with a smile:

"Xiao Sanshuang's obsession with swords is far beyond your imagination."

"During class, he would use his spiritual skills to demonstrate swordsmanship under the desk, intentionally or unintentionally."

Shun Bai asked: "Can you tell us about this sword?"

Ye Xiaoshu replied in a deep voice:

"And this Wuji Sword Style is the strongest move in Tai Chi Sword Technique."

"Soundless, colorless, without beginning, without end, cannot be named, so it is called: Wuji."

"This sword style looks like a sword but not a sword. Where there is no sword, there are swords everywhere."

"This is the beginning of all swords and the end of all swords."

There has never been any waste in Class E, they just didn't find the right way to practice.

Everyone has talent.

If the combat ability is not good, then there must be advantages in other aspects.

After all, in this world, Ye Xiaoshu is the only one without special powers.

On the stage, Xiao Sanshuang waved his hand, and the spiritual energy in his body was immediately drained.

Because he used too strong a move, he looked a little pale.

But this guy will pretend no matter what he says!

With one strike of the sword, all things were destroyed.

Countless sword intents were heading towards Mu Tianhua, and there was no place to stand wherever they looked.

Mu Tianhua was scared, his legs were trembling and he shouted:

"I...I give up!"

Game time: 187 seconds.

The referee takes action. This time, he cannot simply resist with his body. This sword energy in the sky must be resisted with all his strength.

The referee shouted softly: "Spiritual skill: Barrier!"

An invisible film intercepted the attack of sword energy.

The referee could clearly feel that if he had not intercepted, the student named Mu Tianhua would have been seriously injured if not dead.

I used my gold-level spiritual skills to resist, but cracks appeared on the barrier.

"Class E wins! One point!"

"The final game will determine the outcome, so players are asked to be prepared."

The referee's voice fell, and Hua Yu shouted excitedly:

"You win! As expected of Brother Xiao!"

"Oh, it's his grandma's fault. Why do I feel like I'm the weakest one?"

"Old Xue is still the best. He has always been with me and placed at the bottom."

After saying that, he moved closer to Xue De.

Xue De pushed him away: "I am from the auxiliary department, so it is normal to be at the bottom."

"You are the weakest one in the combat system."

Huayu: "Gan!"

The use of Confident Peanuts does add a little bit of cheating, but this is within the limits allowed by the rules.

But even without it, Xiao Sanshuang could still win this battle with his own attainments in swordsmanship.

Xiao Sanshuang put her hands behind her back and slowly walked off the stage.

"Sir, I win..."

After saying that, he fainted.

Hua Yu and Xue De quickly supported his body.

Ye Xiaoshu threw a bottle of water and said:

"Oh, I still don't forget to show off in the end..."

"This kid's spiritual energy has been drained. Find a way to feed him this water. Just drink it and he'll be fine."

The game finally came to an end.

The last person to appear was squad leader Shen Xingchen.

He looked at his hand, manipulating the blood to condense on his fingertips.

Ye Xiaoshu patted his shoulder and asked:

"I've been keeping this secret from you, but I haven't told you that you're going to face a silver-level player next."

"I've always been aware of the little tricks Class A made."

"How about a peanut?"

Shen Xingchen shook his head and said solemnly to Ye Xiaoshu:

"This time I want to use my own strength to win, and I hope that my husband will succeed."

Ye Xiaoshu nodded and said nothing more.

It's just Silver level, which is no problem for this Hulk.

"Players please get ready, the game is about to begin!"

The tyranny of Class E made everyone look at their gathering place.

More and more people noticed Ye Xiaoshu, who was sitting in the middle of Class E, like a star holding the moon.

"Hey, hey, look carefully, the head teacher of Class E is so handsome~"

"Hey, I know him. He is our senior in high school."

"I remembered! Ah, yes, captain of the opposite team! I watched the live broadcast a few months ago!"

"I heard that students in Class E couldn't even get into Class D during the summer training camp, and now they are so strong."

"I also want to join Class E! I want to ask Brother Shu! I also want to become stronger!"

At this time, a girl came up to Class E and asked Ye Xiaoshu:

"Senior~"

"Are you still accepting people from Class E?"

Lan Xinyu and Yin Sui shouted in unison:

"No!"

Ye Xiaoshu smiled beside him and didn't say anything, but focused on the game.

"The game is about to start, players please get in position!" the referee shouted.

Shen Xingchen came on stage and looked at his opponent.

It was a beautiful girl in ancient costume. She bowed slightly and said:

"The little girl's surname is He and her name is Wanting."

"In the age of hairpins, the lotus flower has extraordinary powers."

Shen Xingchen gave a fist-cup salute:

"Shen Xingchen, 16 years old, has a special power."

"Bronze level."

After the two introduced each other, the referee shouted on the stage:

"Game start!"

When the battle started, neither of them moved, but started talking.

Shen Xingchen asked: "You are a silver-level spiritual warrior, right? Why are you hiding your strength?"

He Wanting smiled and said softly:

"The little girl has never hidden her strength, but the bronze level alone cannot allow Wanting to use her full strength."

Shen Xingchen didn't bother to confront her and launched an attack directly. He poured the power of blood into his heart and shouted:

"Martial Skill: Madness!"

Blood-red light suddenly spread throughout his body, and the muscles in his body swelled instantly.

Shubai looked at the silver-level girl on the stage and asked:

"Bronze versus silver, can the monitor beat him?"

"In a cross-level challenge, unless the other party gives in, there is no chance of winning."

Students in Class E all know Shen Xingchen's strength.

If he were at the same level, he would definitely be invincible one mile higher, but if he crossed a different level, it would be difficult even for Ye Xiaoshu to teach him personally.

Hua Yu jumped up and said through gritted teeth:

"These people are playing dirty tricks. They clearly said they were black iron-level when they applied, but why did they suddenly turn into silver!"

"There are two silver-level students in their class!"

Ye Xiaoshu forced Hua Yu onto the seat and said in a deep voice:

"Take a good look, trust your squad leader."

At this time, Class A is also paying attention to the outcome of the last game.

This is the last game. Once the team wins, they will represent the school in the provincial competition.

Winning the provincial competition means that the country will provide more training resources and there will be more employment opportunities in the future.

No class wants to lose.

The students in Class A smiled and said:

"Wanting can't lose. Just because she can produce lotus flowers out of thin air and disturb the opponent's mind, she can defeat one against a hundred." said a student.

"If He Wanting gets serious and activates the wood spiritual core in her body, I doubt that all the first-year students in high school may be able to beat her." Another student said.

"Oh, it's a pity. Class E has indeed become a lot stronger, but there is still a gap between Class E and Class A." said the dean.

No one believes that Class E can win because the gap in strength is there.

One side is a beautiful girl from heaven, whose strength and family background are first-rate.

On the other side is an unknown boy. If you dig deeper, you will know that Shen Xingchen is a poor student.

There is no suspense in this game.

Seeing Shen Xingchen start to attack, He Wanting took action:

"Spiritual Skill: Hundred Flowers Killing!"

Countless vines rose from the ground, and lotus flowers flew all over the sky, rushing towards Shen Xingchen.

The referee shook his head and murmured on the stage: "Alas, the battle is over."

When Shen Xingchen saw that the attack was about to touch him, he immediately released his spiritual skills:

"Gigantic transformation!"

The whole body suddenly became larger, and there was a "stab" sound, and the school uniform was shattered.

A huge figure suddenly appeared in the center of the field.

The lotus flowers pierced into Shen Xingchen's body like a knife blade, like scratching an itch.

Hardly any damage was done.

The head teacher of Class A smiled in the audience and said:

"He underestimated the enemy. There is no suspense in this battle. The lotus can explode, but if it pierces the body, it will only suffer heavy injuries."

Shen Xingchen's sudden increase in size made He Wanting stunned for a second.

She quickly observed the situation and looked up and down at the opponent in front of her.

The next second, she felt as frightened as if she had seen some great beast.

Two pillars of blood spurted out from He Wanting's nose, and then she suddenly fell to the ground.

The whole person was lying upright on the ground.

Everyone was confused. An accident occurred in a battle that had no suspense?

The referee rushed to the stage and stopped Shen Xingchen's attack.

Then he put his hand on He Wanting's neck and immediately analyzed the injury.

"Hmm... The blood is rushing back. I guess it's because of some stimulation."

"Class E wins!" the referee shouted.

He Wanting was lying on the ground, squinting her eyes and looking at the sky. She had never seen anything so big in her life.

She doubted her life:

"It's so big...so scary."

"Can anyone really grow that big..."

Her face turned red and a bold idea came to her mind.

In the audience, the students in Class E cheered.

Hua Yu: "Long live the squad leader! We won!"

Shunbai: "Yes, we won."

Xue De: "Thank you sir for your teaching these days."

Just when Ye Xiaoshu wanted to praise them, his phone suddenly rang.

I picked it up and saw it was a call from Nie Qiuling.

"Hey, what happened at home?"

Her voice was a little weak and she said softly:

"Master, we don't have enough firewood, rice, oil and salt at home. Come back soon and go shopping with Qiuling."

Ye Xiaoshu asked: "Do you have to come back now?"

"must."

After saying these two words, she hung up the phone.

This was the first time she called herself. There must be something wrong and she had to go home now.

Ye Xiaoshu put his mobile phone in his pocket and said to the students beside him:

"I have something to do for my teacher, you decide what to do with the rest of the celebration."

"I am leaving."

Just as Hua Yu stretched out his hand to say something, Ye Xiaoshu had already run away.

Yin Sui, who had just returned from going to the toilet, asked doubtfully:

"Where's sir?"

Hua Yu: "Sir, he ran away."

[Negative emotion value from Yin Sui +99]

ten minutes later--

Ye Xiaoshu returned home and saw the familiar figure as soon as he opened the door.

The originally dazzling aqua blue hair now became a little dull.

She is already beautiful and rarely wears makeup, which makes her look even more charming without makeup.

But today she stood at the door of her house, dressed up well.

Concealer, eyeshadow, and lipstick.

The only thing that didn't change was the maid outfit she wore.

"Cough, cough—"

"Master, welcome home."

Ye Xiaoshu noticed something was wrong with her body, and casually took out a Jigong Pill and handed it over.

"You have the flu?"

"Eat this first, it will make you feel better."

Nie Qiuling took a step forward and said softly:

"Okay, but I want Master to feed me."

After saying that, she opened her little mouth and moved her pretty face to Ye Xiaoshu's hand.

[Favorable mood value from Nie Qiuling +210]

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ps: (Originally I wanted to save some manuscripts for the Chinese New Year and have a ten-day burst of 10,000-word updates)

(But many iron juices don’t understand jujube very well and think jujube is lazy)

(I still decided not to participate in that event and resumed my previous update rhythm)

(Thanks to the readers who have come all the way to see this)