After making up his mind, Wang Ping started talking to Di Jiang.
Di Jiang looked confused when he saw that Wang Ping didn't use the Super Fighting Holy Body.
"Ahem, actually I feel that my fighting holy body can be regarded as a kind of spell. It's too bullying, so I won't use it."
Wang Ping coughed lightly. He wouldn't say it was because of system tasks.
Everyone watching the battle was speechless, only now did they realize it!
When I beat Gonggong Zuwu and Zhurong Zuwu before, I beat them so hard that they even said shamelessly that this was not a magic spell.
"Okay, then I'll do it, be careful."
With a reminder, Dijiang directly slipped into the space and disappeared.
Wang Ping quickly became alert and carefully watched his surroundings.
This was his first official battle with Di Jiang, which seemed a bit interesting.
Silently, a hand reached out from the void behind Wang Ping and patted Wang Ping.
By the time Wang Ping reacted, it was already too late and he was slapped away by Di Jiang.
Di Jiang emerged from the void without making any noise. It was not until the moment he attacked that there was a sound of wind and Wang Ping noticed it.
It's just that with the weird and unpredictable space technique, Di Jiang's attack power is much worse than Zhu Rong and Gonggong.
If Gonggong and Zhu Rong had slapped him like this, Wang Ping felt that he would have flown thousands of meters away.
But with Di Jiang's palm, he only flew more than a hundred meters before stopping.
This is not to say that Di Jiang's attacks are not as good as Zhu Rong and Gonggong's, but they are purely physical attacks.
Perhaps when the power of space is studied more deeply in the future and the power of space is integrated into the fist, Dijiang's attack power can be greatly improved.
As of now, it's still a little bit worse.
Zhu Ronghe Gonggong can easily integrate fire and water into boxing, but Dijiang has not yet been able to integrate the power of space.
Di Jiang's current use of the power of space is mostly to use space to suddenly appear next to others, appearing and disappearing.
Or just throw it out like a spell.
"Okay, okay, come again."
Flying back, Wang Ping shouted with a smile on his face.
As expected, it was a completely different feeling when playing with Gonggong and Zhu Rong, and it was very interesting.
Di Jiang didn't waste any words and disappeared again.
This time, Wang Ping still couldn't avoid it.
After this attack, Dijiang did not stop and launched a series of offensives.
Relying on the faster speed of borrowing the power of space, Dijiang will always appear where Wang Ping is going to appear first and launch an attack on Wang Ping.
After being beaten dozens of times, Wang Ping finally came to his senses.
What surprised Wang Ping was that just after he was beaten by Di Jiang for a while, the Dou Zhan Holy Physique actually improved a lot.
"Fighting with different strong men, the Holy Body of Fighting will gradually be perfected."
Wang Ping's eyes flickered, thoughtfully.
No wonder that after fighting with a person for a period of time, the effect will gradually decrease and gradually approach no effect.
"How do you feel? If you can't bear it, I'll slow down a little and give you time to react."
After beating Wang Ping for so long, Di Jiang stopped and asked, fearing that Wang Ping would become angry.
If he didn't teach him the skills after being beaten, wouldn't he have to cry to death?
Who wouldn’t want a magical power that can be several times more powerful after transformation?
The key is that Di Jiang heard about this technique and if he works hard, he can continue to transform.
"Haha, no, no, no, let go of the attack and use your true power."
Wang Ping smiled and waved his hands. If Di Jiang really did that, the training effect would definitely be greatly reduced.
Wang Ping has long forgotten about Brother Ping's fellow Taoist's face.
Anyway, no one knows that he is fellow Daoist Brother Ping now. Moreover, this is to improve his strength, and it is not a real battle. It doesn't matter if he gets beaten.
Besides, anyone who knew him would know that he didn't use all his strength and certainly wouldn't say anything.
Seeing what Wang Ping said, Di Jiang felt relieved and started to kill Wang Ping again.
This beating lasted for a long time. Wang Ping went from being beaten to gradually adapting to it, and finally he was able to find traces of Di Jiang's appearance and fight back.
Every day, Wang Ping is making progress, and the Holy Body of Fighting is slowly improving, heading towards a higher level.
After fighting for more than a month, Wang Ping was able to deal with Di Jiang's attacks proficiently. When he saw that there was not much improvement on the Dou Zhan Holy Body side, Wang Ping gave up.
"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained one hundred copies of the materials for refining the Demon Refining Pot."
The system sounded and issued a reward to Wang Ping.
After working for more than a month to get 100 pieces of materials, Wang Ping felt inexplicably at a loss.
But the bigger gain was actually the progress of Douzhan Holy Body, and Wang Ping didn't say anything.
Looking at Di Jiang's expectant eyes, Wang Ping smiled and passed the Dou Zhan Holy Body over.
"Me me me!"
Before Wang Ping could speak, a group of people started shouting and wanted to challenge Wang Ping.
Wang Ping laughed and said, "I've been fighting for a month. Let me take a day off and fight again tomorrow."
Although everyone wanted to start immediately, they also knew that they could not force Wang Ping, so they did not say anything in the end.
Wang Ping smiled and went to the room assigned to him.
When he was named the greatest witch, Xuan Ming had someone assign a room to him.
Sitting cross-legged in his own room, Wang Ping used the transformation technique to turn all the natural and earthly treasures he obtained from the Witch Clan into various delicacies.
Picking it up, Wang Ping threw it into his mouth, taking one bite at a time, feeling the spiritual energy constantly integrating into his body, and he was very happy.
After eating, Wang Ping took a nap to replenish his energy. The next day, he left the room in high spirits.
As soon as he came out, there were a bunch of people looking at him expectantly, and there were surprisingly many ancestral witches inside.
Wang Ping, who couldn't laugh or cry, said: "If you come one by one, you will get it."
Looking around, Wang Ping chose Wu Xizi, the ancestor of electricity among the twelve ancestral witches.
"Wuzhan, my physical strength is inferior to that of Di Jiang. I am better at spell attacks."
Looking at Wang Ping, Xizi said nervously.
If he was not allowed to use his magic power, it would be almost like breaking off half of his arm.
Wang Ping said disapprovingly: "Then just use the magic attack you are good at to hit me. I will make my own decision based on the situation."
The few people he fought against before were all at close range. Wang Ping suddenly felt that it would be good to try spells.
Wang Ping also suddenly understood. He suddenly felt that the training of fighting the holy body did not require the opponent to get close, as long as he did not use spells to block attacks.
Avoiding and facing spells is a kind of training.
Seeing that Wang Ping actually allowed him to use magic, Xizi was overjoyed.
Soon, the group of people flew out of the Wu clan and arrived outside.
Wang Ping and Xizi flew into the distant sky, preparing to fight.
Many people looked at Xizi with envy in their eyes, and they were all depressed as to why it wasn't them.
The sooner they get that kind of skill, the sooner they can become stronger. Maybe they can take this opportunity to throw away those who were stronger than them in the past.
But no matter what, Wu Zhan didn't choose them this time.
