Jue Fang looked at Lin Tian behind him in a daze:
"Brother, you are a spiritual master, right? I remembered that you obtained the Fairy Fire in the joint examination of eight cities."
Jue Fang murmured, suddenly realizing something.
No wonder Commander Liu asked Lin Tian to come to Yuantian battlefield.
The perception of a spiritual master is superior to ordinary warriors in every aspect.
"Well, I did get an Elf Fire."
Lin Tian chuckled.
Jue Fang nodded and looked directly at Lin Tian, as if he was seeing the most precious treasure.
"Don't look at me like that. If you have something to say, just say it."
Lin Tian suddenly felt uncomfortable.
"Lin Tian, we can cooperate. You tell me the location and I will catch the sandworms underneath."
Jue Fang blinked his eyes, chuckled and said:
"The Yuantian battlefield has its own will. If we cooperate, the Yuantian battlefield will allocate martial marks according to how much we contribute."
Lin Tian pondered slightly, and based on his perception, there were indeed many sandworms in the sand.
"There is one there." Lin Tian pointed in a direction.
Jue Fang’s eyes flashed:
"Look at my killing skills!"
He roared and punched out.
A golden fist seal burst out and instantly hit the sand.
boom!
A sandworm hidden about five meters deep in the sand was instantly blown to pieces.
Lin Tian's eyes narrowed, Jue Fang's casual punch was so powerful.
Buzz!
Silks of light converged on Lin Tian, and two martial marks appeared on his arms.
Jue Fang raised his arm and gained an extra one.
"It seems that Yuantian Battlefield believes that our contribution is the same."
Jue Fang murmured, with a smile on his lips:
"I killed only two first-level sandworms at the second level."
Although he is younger than Lin Tian, according to Lin Tian's speed, it won't take much time to kill three thousand martial beasts.
In the past, it would have been a waste of time to look for it by yourself.
"Um."
Lin Tian almost understood the distribution mechanism of Wuhen.
There are four at the same level. Each time a realm is crossed, the number of martial marks obtained must be multiplied by four.
When a high-level person kills a low-level person, the number of martial marks obtained must be divided by two for each higher level.
If Jue Fang had killed that sandworm alone, it would have been two martial marks.
However, it was judged on the Yuantian battlefield that Lin Tian and Jue Fang each contributed half of the effort.
So Lin Tian wants to get half of the martial marks from killing the martial beast.
It seems fair.
Jue Fang's shooting speed and damage are much stronger than Lin Tian.
After all, he already has 3,500 qi and blood, and his strength is very good.
Lin Tian's eyes were clear.
What Jue Fang didn't know was that his punch knocked something out of Lin Tian's heart.
That is the heart of looking down on others.
After Lin Tian killed the fourth-level ferocious beast alone.
Although he didn't show anything, he was extremely proud in his heart.
This pride had reached its extreme before assassinating Gu Qing.
He can kill level 4 at level 1, but others cannot.
He, Lin Tian, is the number one genius.
But now, Lin Tian needs to be clearer.
Jue Fang is stronger than him, much stronger.
And Jue Fang is only at level two.
He is a genius, and others are also geniuses. Why is it that Lin Tiantian's blood quality is high and Lin Tian's proficiency in martial arts is strong?
However, if Jue Fang wanted to know what Lin Tian was thinking at this time, he would probably scold him.
No matter what, he is a sophomore student.
Shouldn't he be better than Lin Tian?
Letting Jue Fang do it for him would actually be much faster than Lin Tian doing it alone.
"There!"
Lin Tian pointed to a location again.
boom!
Jue Fang punched out again.
Jue Fang added one, and Lin Tian added two.
"There!"
Boom boom boom!
A series of bombardments resounded from the ground.
Lin Tian and Jue Fang fought all the way to the west.
Basically, Lin Tian points out the location and Jue Fang can kill him in an instant.
The speed is indeed much faster than Lin Tian's killing!
More than three or four times!
In almost an hour, Lin Tian's arms were densely covered with hundreds of martial arts marks.
"Lin Tian, how many martial arts marks do you have?"
Jue Fang asked, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"More than five hundred and thirty." Lin Tian smiled.
"Yes, I have more than two hundred more."
Jue Fang exhaled a thick breath.
Following Lin Tian, the speed is indeed much faster. Although the number of martial marks has to be halved, it is much better than killing alone.
However, it was the only thing that made Jue Fang uncomfortable.
Still, when he cooperated with Lin Tian, Lin Tian got twice as much as he did.
This is an extremely complex psychology.
Although you have made money by relying on others, it is uncomfortable to think that others have much more than you.
More importantly, Jue Fang is at level two, and Lin Tiancai is at level one.
Jue Fang felt weird. The more he fought, the more he felt that he was working for Lin Tian.
"How about I come later and you take a rest?" Lin Tian looked at Jue Fang and smiled.
"No, bro, what are you talking about? I'm not tired. I can play all day without rest."
Jue Fang smiled, if Lin Tian did it himself, he would really get nothing.
"Jue Fang, you said before that the altar can be exchanged for martial arts. Where is the altar?"
Lin Tian asked.
"There are hundreds of altars in the entire Resentful Heaven battlefield. We are only at the very edge. You can see them when you walk inside."
Jue Fang smiled, glanced at the martial arts marks on Lin Tian's arm and said:
"When your martial marks reach 1,000, Yuantian Battlefield will lower your will. You need to enter your code name. If you are the person with the most martial marks that day, Resentful Heaven Battlefield will also give you a reward."
Lin Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, a little surprised.
This Yuantian battlefield seems very humane.
That's when.
Lin Tian suddenly looked towards a hill on the right.
"somebody is coming."
Lin Tian said coldly.
"Huh?" Jue Fang was stunned and followed Lin Tian's line of sight.
"Oh, you are indeed a spiritual master." came a man's joking voice.
Soon, several figures with horns on their heads appeared from the slope.
"Dragon clan."
Jue Fang frowned.
Lin Tian's eyes narrowed. This was the first time he saw the Dragon Clan up close. He had seen photos on the Internet before.
The feeling given to him by these dragons should all be around level two.
The leading dragon man looked at Lin Tian, then moved his eyes to Jue Fang and said with a chuckle:
"Brothers from the human race, our spiritual master was seriously injured by a martial beast. We are in urgent need of a spiritual master now. Can you lend us this little brother for a few days?"
"Hey, we're going back this afternoon. I don't have enough points."
Jue Fang laughed and walked to Lin Tian.
"Brothers from the human race, please let me speak. We are really in urgent need of a mentalist."
The man in the dragon group smiled lightly, but there was already a hint of threat in his eyes.
Jue Fang was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and whispered to Lin Tian:
"Don't worry about me later, just run away."
Lin Tian's eyes were cold and he said nothing.
"Brothers from the human race, we are pressed for time. Look..." the dragon man continued, his voice obviously colder.
"Look at your mother!"
A low growl.
boom!
The violent qi and blood surged from Jue Fang's body, the air around him instantly froze, and the ground froze.
