Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 274 - 173 Scale Armor_2

Chapter 274: 173 Scale Armor_2

Not long after, Fang Zhixing left the Mi Shou Hall carrying a jar of Lingli Armor.

The shopkeeper and the apothecary’s assistant had smiles blooming on their faces like chrysanthemums as they walked him out to the gate.

Fang Zhixing returned to Yixiang House at top speed, went straight to the second-floor bedroom of the study, and shut the door.

Xigou followed him, curious, "What’s in the jar?"

Fang Zhixing replied, "It’s not food, none of your business."

Upon hearing this, Xigou became even more curious, sniffing around the jar.

Fang Zhixing ignored him, removed his clothes, opened the lid of the jar, and grabbed a handful of golden powder to smear on his body.

Whoosh~

A large amount of powder spilled onto his body, quickly staining his skin gold.

The sunlight from outside shone in, and suddenly, Xigou’s eyes were nearly blinded.

"Holy cow!"

Xigou turned his head away and lay on the ground, his dog eyes squinting into thin slits.

In his eyes, Fang Zhixing seemed to have become a golden statue, radiating endless golden light, indescribable.

"Even if a god descended to earth, it wouldn’t be much different!" Xigou exclaimed in awe.

After a long while, when Fang Zhixing had spread the gold powder under his feet!

The System Panel suddenly flashed a dazzling light!

[Pangolin Scale Armor Skill: Full Level Conditions met, upgrade now?]

"Yes!"

Fang Zhixing did not hesitate, in a thought!

The golden powder he had smeared on his body quickly melted, turning into golden liquid, flowing swiftly, and then seeped into his pores.

Crack~

Fang Zhixing’s body quivered rhythmically, each muscle group on his body bulging high at times and then retracting, constantly changing dynamically.

Then his figure suddenly expanded, and he grew over two centimeters taller.

His limbs and waist became thicker, his shoulders wider, and his chest more robust.

Fang Zhixing slowly opened his eyes, the watery mist in his eyes quickly vanished, becoming exceptionally clear.

In this scene...

Xigou could not help but widen his eyes, looked up at the imposing Fang Zhixing, and clicked his tongue in amazement.

"Dang, got up to two meters-four, almost catching up to that Luo Keji," Xigou exclaimed admiringly.

Fang Zhixing clenched his fist, his expression immediately full of excitement.

Xigou shivered and asked, "How much has your strength increased?"

Fang Zhixing’s mouth curled into a smile, "It should be about ten thousand jin, I now have the strength of one hundred twenty thousand jin!"

"What, that much of an increase?!" Xigou was stunned.

The baseline for the Nine Ox Realm was ninety thousand jin, and Fang Zhixing had awesomely smashed it to one hundred twenty thousand jin!

Crucially, he was still at the Perfection of the Four Beasts Realm, with one more "Balance" point left to enhance.

"Strange, how did my strength shoot up ten thousand jin all of a sudden?"

Fang Zhixing himself was amazed.

Previously, he had closely examined the Pangolin Scale Armor Skill which had only emphasized how formidable the defense was, without mentioning that this skill also greatly benefits the growth of strength.

"Could it be that Pangolin Scale Armor Skill is more suited for me?"

Fang Zhixing could only analyze in this direction now.

The inherited divine skills cultivated by the clan’s young masters were all highly compatible with their bloodline and physique, allowing them to advance much faster and more powerfully than ordinary martial artists!

Just then, Fang Zhixing’s gaze flickered and he noticed a dim light flickering on the system panel.

He took a closer look!

[Pangolin Scale Armor Skill: Full Level Conditions:

1. Apply ’Lingli Armor’ all over the body once (completed)

2. Survive a near-death crisis, receive an additional bonus (completed)]

"Oh, this..."

Fang Zhixing couldn’t help but widen his eyes. The Full Level conditions for "Pangolin Scale Armor Skill" had now changed to two.

Xigou stared closely and smacked his tongue, "Holy cow, you can play like this? It’s a hidden quest, right!"

Fang Zhixing laughed heartily, amused, "In an exam, there’s always a bonus question at the end of the paper, it seems I got lucky this time with an extra question!"

Thanks to Luo Keji and Dong Minzhu!

Thanks to the bald monk!

Fang Zhixing’s eyes bristled with boundless murderous intent, baring his teeth, "Pressure brings progress, thank you for your coercion, squeezing out all my potential!"

Between life and death lies great terror!

Without Luo Keji and Dong Minzhu sending Fang Zhixing off to his death, without the monk’s torment, there wouldn’t be the progress Fang Zhixing had today!

"I, Fang Zhixing, distinguish clearly between gratitude and grudge, and will certainly repay you properly!"

Fang Zhixing took a deep breath, then performed Bone Shrinking, forcibly compressing his height by two centimeters.

The next day, before noon arrived!

A pigeon descended from the sky and flew into Yixiang House.

"Arrive at the intersection in Black Pine Forest, 150 miles north of the city, by three in the afternoon, kidnap a nun named Ming Jing, and bring her to Yan’s Wine Estate before evening."

Fang Zhixing’s eyes narrowed slightly.

It was a kidnap again!

And the target was a nun.

What was going on?

Moreover, the last order made Fang Zhixing’s brows furrow into a knot.

"Damn it, Yan’s Wine Estate again..."

Fang Zhixing gritted his teeth with a sneer, "You can hide on the first day, but not on the fifteenth; what must be confronted will eventually have to be confronted."

He pondered briefly, then immediately ordered Hongye to bring a set of black clothes.

Afterward, he switched to a new knife, slightly different in style from the previous one, and discarded the bow and arrows.

"Xigou, you stay at home this time."

Fang Zhixing, after weighing the options, made a well-considered decision.

Xigou blinked, surprised, "What does that mean, you suddenly being so kind-hearted?"

Fang Zhixing pursed his lips, "That bald monk has seen you; if you appear again, wouldn’t that reveal I’m still not dead?"

Xigou immediately understood.

That terrifying old monk from the Nine Ox Realm had indeed seen him.

Indeed, a man-dog duo, though not particularly strange, was indeed conspicuous and easy to remember.

Xigou chuckled, "Suit yourself; I respect your arrangements, which can also be considered a kind of bond."

Fang Zhixing mocked, "Ah yes, a dog that listens to its master is a good dog."

"Bullshit!"

Xigou was angered, "This is called being wisely protective of oneself. You run out to risk your life every day; do you even know what being wisely protective means?"

Fang Zhixing scorned, "Wisely protective my ass, isn’t that just being a kept man?"

Xigou wanted to retort.

But Fang Zhixing didn’t waste more words and quickly walked away, leaving Yixiang House through the secret passage and rushing out of the county from North Street.

Clatter clatter clatter~

Fang Zhixing rode his fast horse, rushing more than one hundred and fifty miles.

Suddenly, a vast expanse of Black Pine Forest appeared ahead.

A highway had been cleared through the forest.

"This is the intersection of Black Pine Forest..."

Upon seeing this, Fang Zhixing immediately turned into the forest, found a hidden spot to tie his horse.

He then changed into the set of black clothes, covered his face, returned to the intersection, and climbed a large tree to wait.

Time passed by slowly...

"Giddy up!"

Suddenly, Fang Zhixing heard a shout and focused his eyes to see two fast horses coming from a distance.

The two people riding the horses wore blue-grey monk robes, were bald, and very noticeable.

As the two horses got closer, on closer inspection,

the faces of the two people on the horses were gentle, clearly women’s faces, one with a prominent chest, the other flat-chested.

Fang Zhixing raised his right hand, and suddenly two flying knives appeared between his fingers and flung out.

Whoosh whoosh!

The two fast horses, having just reached the intersection, suddenly collapsed, tumbling forward.

The two nuns were caught off guard and were thrown off.

One of them drifted in the air and landed on the ground, feet scraping the ground as she slid forward.

The other rolled on the spot, tumbling several times before stopping.

"Sister, are you alright?"

The younger nun, sliding on the ground, had delicate, translucent features, and a snowy complexion with a graceful and voluptuous figure, large breasts.

The other nun, who had fallen quite badly, was a middle-aged woman with mediocre martial arts, covered in abrasions from the fall.

The young nun helped her sister up and looked back at the horses.

Seeing this, her expression became frantic as she gasped, "The horses are dead, they’ve been killed!"

The sister came to her senses, looked around, and exclaimed in shock, "Could it be bandits robbing us?"

Fang Zhixing walked out calmly.

Both nuns’ pupils shrank sharply, their faces showing fear.

The sister raised a single palm, her voice trembling, "Benefactor, we are nuns with nothing valuable but these two horses. You can take them; I hope you will spare us."

Fang Zhixing answered, "Which of you is Ming Jing?"

The sister’s breath hitched, her expression changed, and she suddenly shielded the young nun, mustering courage, "I am, may I ask what the benefactor wants with me?"