Chapter 142 The stormy meeting, the country is like blood

Author: Yuer Xiaoxiao

Chapter 142 The stormy meeting, the country is like blood

"Comprehension is the basis for learning everything and understanding everything."

Chen Ping looked at his attribute panel, thoughtfully.

After pondering carefully for a while, I spent 40 points of luck and joined the enlightenment without hesitation.

One of the reasons for this is that the protector who is most worthy of traceability and luck, strangely, has no light spots at all.

I don’t know whether it’s because this thing is not considered life and has no Qi, or because I was born in Sanxian Island and the other party can suppress the Qi, but I can’t take it away.

Chen Ping estimated that it was probably the first point.

That's a bamboo spirit. Maybe it's not even a bamboo spirit. At best, it's a puppet made of bamboo branches, with a little bit of spirituality added into it, so it can act according to orders.

It should be similar to the legendary paper man, paper horse, yellow turban warrior and the like.

If there is no luck to seize, there will be no luck. Chen Ping is not disappointed anyway.

He actually has a lot of skills now, and some of them are too many to use. Although he can switch combat skills at will during battle, he always feels that what he has learned has not been fully utilized.

There is no need to learn new skills at this time.

Integrating what you have learned is more important than learning new things.

The comprehension column gradually faded, rising from 10 to 11...

A strange and refreshing breath was generated in his mind, and he couldn't help but let out a suppressed and comfortable moan.

It just felt like I was woken up by the cold wind outside the window after sleeping for twelve hours.

The numbness, bloatedness, confusion and spiritual exhaustion all left him at this moment.

All the things he understood and those he did not understand were analyzed one by one in his mind, and he saw them clearly and clearly.

Sparks of inspiration come and go.

"I can do this. Four swordsmanships, three of which are perfect. Except for Tianxin Mingyue Sword, which is a swordsmanship related to telepathy and is not a luck-based technique, the other three swords are actually from the same clan.

Although each has their own specialties, the essence of swordsmanship is the same."

"Hunyuan is a basket, anything can be put in it."

An idea flashed in Chen Ping's mind.

The understanding of a great genius, which is considered good even if it reaches the level of [Dragon and Phoenix among men], plays a huge role at this time.

Based on the Hunyuan Sword, various moves and techniques for exerting force are all integrated into it.

It has the thick and round sword intention of Hunyuan Sword, the fast and unparalleled sword intention of Qingfeng Wuying, and the sharp cutting sword intention of Seven Star Sword.

Three swords are merged into one sword, and a new sword technique that takes into account the three characteristics of strength, acceleration, and sharpness is released.

Look at the properties bar again.

In the skill column and the sword skill column, it has become much clearer.

The Seven Star Sword and the Qingfeng Shadowless Sword disappeared.

Only the Hunyuan Sword remained, with the words "Break the limit once [Sword Power 59%]" appearing.

He stood up, drew his sword out of its sheath, and danced lightly...

There was a flash of black light, and the candle was cut into two pieces.

The fire was first cut into two pieces and continued to burn, and then was squeezed with tyrannical force, exploding into thousands of sparks...

There was a soft popping sound, and the whole room was illuminated.

Like the night sky, the stars are scattered all over the sky.

"This sword was fast and heavy, reaching an unreasonable level.

Wherever you want, the flames that have been cut off can turn into stars, and can even be temporarily shaped...

The mind never fades and the form never disappears.

In terms of strength and technique, it’s more than doubled.”

Chen Ping sighed, feeling that the black sword in his hand seemed to exist and not exist at the same time.

Just like ordinary people, when nothing happens, they will never pay attention to where their hands are.

Only when thoughts are poured into the hands can the existence of the hands be noticed.

The same goes for ears, nose, and mouth.

The original organs of the human body are always in the state of existence and non-existence. They are originally one body.

You don’t have to pay special attention to it, it’s always there.

The black sword at this time has such a flavor.

Holding it in your hand, it is as light as you want, and the sword's intention penetrates into the blood, and the sword's intention penetrates into the bones... With a gentle wave, it can even cut through the dust in the air, and cut it into several pieces.

"The sword's intention is subtle and superb. This is the power that the sword's intention of the innate level should have."

Thinking of this, Chen Ping also understood why at the level of the innate realm, some people can be called masters and some cannot.

Some people can be on the local ranking list and stand out from their peers.

And some people are only worthy of being challenged by others, and they cannot even beat the acquired players.

Because, those innate masters who are not at the top of the earth rankings and cannot reach the realm of heaven and human induction, they have only reached the realm, but have not reached the understanding of skills.

The level of the art of killing is far from enough, and the sensitivity to energy and matter is not enough.

From reaction to change, everything is one or several steps behind. Therefore, defeat is common sense, and failure to defeat is strange.

"What is my current level of strength?"

Chen Ping thought carefully about the several bloody battles he had experienced not long ago.

Preliminary estimates indicate that before his promotion, he should have been at almost the same level as the guardian.

Whether it is swordsmanship, shooting speed or reaction, they are all very similar.

The reason why I was able to defeat him easily was because I was physically superior.

Especially in terms of strength, it is more than one or two times stronger than the guardian's bamboo branch body.

Under the violent attack like a violent storm.

No matter what methods the protector uses, the final result will be that the sword is torn apart, and he cannot bear it or dodge it.

So what now?

Chen Ping suddenly felt infinite confidence in his heart.

The fusion of swordsmanship, the new Hunyuan swordsmanship, the improvement of sword intent, and the fusion of various characteristics condense all the advantages together and are sublimated.

The combat power has increased by at least 70% to 80%, almost doubling.

Compared with the guardian, he is much stronger.

"I can fight two, or even three. It's not impossible to fight a dozen."

Considering that this time we will face the famous overseas descendant of Sanxian Island, no amount of preparation is sufficient.

In case something changes.

The ability to escape is also extremely important.

The footwork [Seven Star Steps] has reached perfection, so let’s work harder on the bodywork.

There is no need to practice...

Chen Ping saw that he still had a lot of calamity points. At the moment, he spent 16 points to upgrade the [Yanhui Butterfly Dance] movement skill to Dacheng. If he kept doing it again and again, he spent 32 points to directly upgrade it to perfection.

In his mind, he seemed to be transformed into a spring swallow, flying low and dancing quickly;

It is also like transforming into a colorful butterfly, fluttering among the flowers, looming.

His figure was erratic and strange, rising and falling, not knowing where he came from or where he was going.

Even he himself felt that his figure was erratic and a little contrary to common sense.

In the military camp, Han Xiaoru, who had trained five hundred elite cavalry for a long time in formations, was about to go back to the house to wash herself off and wash off the smelly sweat on her body. When she passed outside Chen Ping's house, her eyes became a little straight.

She found that in the room where the faint moonlight shone in, a figure like smoke suddenly floated out, agile and fast.

The most bizarre thing is not how light the movement is or how fast it is.

But, the way that figure appeared.

That's a window lattice, between two poles that are only one palm wide. How did a person float out?

Looking at Chen Ping's eight-foot-tall strong body, Han Xiaoru couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

She turned her head and walked to the window sill in confusion, stretched out her hand to touch the window lattice, and found that the wooden rod of the window lattice was still smooth and dense, without any signs of breaking.
To be continued...