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Chapter 25 Rest

The appearance of Qingdian not only caused a stir among some people, but it was completely unhindered by this huge arena.

Although Lin Hao was "impressed" by that person, he would not change his plan because of him. He was step by step and was in the final stage of the most important transition from quantitative to qualitative transition. He would not allow even a slight mistake.

After venting it, Lin Hao let out a long sigh and left the training place.

Several battles have given him a lot of gains, and he urgently needs a quiet place to sort them out. Although doing so may not necessarily lead to his talent further, it is obvious that this will lay a good foundation.

Walking slowly, after a while, Lin Hao arrived at his residence.

Cooperating with the intelligent system to verify his identity, he was soon allowed to enter.

He glanced at the empty room casually and went straight into the luxurious bathroom in the villa.

Wow!

Stepping into the pool, he slowly submerged.

With his muscles relaxed and his head empty, he made himself as comfortable as possible.

"All my talents come from mental power, and the reason why my mental power is stronger than ordinary people is mainly due to two reasons: first, the integration of the evil eye of the demon; second, the development of the second mental power."

Lin Hao is most suitable for thinking in a comfortable environment and can think about the problem the most thoroughly. Therefore, through this short rest time, he once again analyzed the power he had.

"There may be a third reason, but it remains to be verified."

This refers to the release of the moment before the end of the last mission, but because it has not appeared for the second time so far, and Lin Hao's body and talent are not abnormal, Lin Hao is not sure whether what the clown said is correct.

"Talent five-wheeled pupil, each round represents one talent, and there are five types."

"The first path is dynamic locking, and after the third paragraph, it is derived [Three Generations of All Things]; the second path is the consecration of contract, and after the third paragraph, it is the spirit storm, and after the third paragraph, it is the spiritual simulation and [spiritual stealing]; the fourth paragraph is the virtual armament, and it is still in the second paragraph of talent."

"Although I don't know what the last talent of the Five-Round Pupil is, judging from the current four almost perfect talents that combine together, my path does not seem to be so easy to move forward."

The train absolutely has the word fair. Perhaps sometimes these two words can only be relative or even expressed in quotes. However, in most cases, it adheres to this principle. Therefore, the stronger the talent, the greater the limitations, and the tougher it is, there is no possibility of any modification or omission.

Therefore, the more perfect Lin Hao's talent is, the more difficult it will be for him to continue.

Of course, the corresponding thing is that Lin Hao has almost no opponents within the same level.

"The second talent contract summoning has reached its peak, and the other four talents, except for the fourth talent, is still in the second stage, and the fifth talent is unknown, and they are all in the third stage."

Putting his head against the edge of the pool, Lin Hao murmured, "My talent comes from mental power 100%, so if you want to continue to make breakthroughs, you have to start from this aspect."

"First, we must completely integrate the spiritual power of the demon's evil eyes. Those involved can either be swallowed up in one go, or they can only be expelled."

The evil evil pupils have never been an ordinary thing. He was able to obtain them at the beginning, but they could only be said to be good fortune. Although the "immortal" took action to rub the evil pupils into pieces, they still "overestimated" Lin Hao's absorption ability, so that after such a long time, the spiritual power of the evil pupils was still remnant.

If there is enough time, there will be no problem with Lin Hao and it slowly. However, now that the Saints War is approaching, he has no time to lose it. Therefore, except for swallowing it in one go, he can only be excreted from his body like garbage.

"Second, the fusion of the second mental power."

No matter how mysterious or powerful the second mental power is, there is one thing that is unquestionable: it turns out to be a part of Lin Hao's body. This tightly restricts Lin Hao's development must be continued after the second mental power is successfully cultivated and merged with the subject.

Fortunately, because I have always had a lot of points on hand, this second mental power will not be long before the success of Yunxuan.

"But, this suitable body is not easy to find."

With a slight frowning, Lin Hao's eyes were slightly deeper, and he secretly planned.

This suitable body is indeed difficult to find for two reasons: first, the origin of the body must be consistent with the main body; second, the body cannot be an adult body, it cannot be a juvenile body, but can only be a carcass. In other words, the second mental power must be in line with either an embryo that has not yet been born or an egg that has not yet been hatched.

If this is the case, it would not cause a headache for Lin Hao. The biggest problem is that for this body, there is no sales in the vending machine on the train, and the same is true for the commercial area of ​​the arena. This means that Lin Hao has to do everything by himself, but he has no clue about this thing.

"I can't buy it directly with money. It should be fine if I spend money with money to buy this news."

In a low voice, Lin Hao thought of a possible breakthrough point.

After sighing, Lin Hao pulled the water surface and soaked his whole head. The task is arduous and the way is long. Each of the two things is easy to deal with. He is still far from the real world of condensation.

...

At Arena No. 294, District C, in the audience, two siblings from thousands of families sat upright.

"Sister, what the hell is that guy going to do?"

Qianhou whispered. From his perspective, Qingdian challenged these people simply because he was looking for trouble.

"Pour luck."

Qianmo replied, his eyes slightly sunk.

"How could it be?" Qian Hou was stunned by Qian Mo's answer, "Can such illusory thing as luck can even plunder?"

This is indeed beyond his understanding.

"able."

Qianmo replied affirmatively, "Actually, I can do this kind of thing, but I am a Buddhist practitioner and pay attention to cause and effect in everything, so I will never do it unless I have to. However, Qingdian is different. As the inheritor of the younger generation of the Demons, he is not afraid of any karma. On the contrary, for him, the more sins the easier it is to achieve the position of Demons."

"Then the real reason why he does this is actually to accumulate sins?"

"no."

Qianmo shook his head and said, "You have seen him take action. You should know that his weapon is a green treasure book. It is the 33rd flower blooming from the Origin Tree of the Demons. [Book of Rebirth]. It has the ability to suppress luck, absorb luck, and melt luck. Haven't you noticed it? Qingdian is looking for them all among the top 100 people in the Eastern Region."

The cold light shone in his eyes, Qianmo stared at the competitive arena below and said coldly.

"This guy has great ambitions. If you have the chance, you have to meet him well."

Maybe others are afraid of Qingdian, but she doesn't. The same person also has Ji Hanwu on the Huangquan Line. As the three most outstanding juniors in the Eastern Region, although they have never had a head-on confrontation, they have absolutely no room for handshakes and peace. Whether they are pride as geniuses or the forces represented behind them, they will not give them this opportunity.

"He's out."

Qianhou shouted lightly, looking at the boy walking slowly out below, his eyes slightly condensed.

"The person who fought against him was called Nicholas, nicknamed Storm, and ranked 78th in the Eastern Region." It was obvious that Qianhou's intelligence was collected in detail. As soon as the Qingdian opponent appeared, he immediately revealed all the information about him.

"This guy is good at double swords and his talent has reached the fifth stage. Although he has not awakened his name, his strength cannot be underestimated."

However, soon, he destroyed all the previous renderings of Nicholas in one sentence.

"Well, if Qingdian is not serious, he should be able to last ten seconds."

He said seriously that Qianhou's face was not a joke.

"Haha, no, he will last for a long time." Qian Mo shook his head and disagreed with Qian Hou's judgment.

"How could it be?" Qian Hou was stunned. He did not doubt his sister's words, but he could not imagine how this was possible.

"Because he had thought about having a good time from the beginning."

Qianmo opened his mouth and made a decisive way.

As he was talking, in the arena below the watching stage, Qingdian looked up at them.

"Research on Daming for a long time."

Qianmo whispered softly, and his voice penetrated the protective cover in a strange way and drilled into Qingdian's ears.

Qingdian bowed elegantly, but did not say anything. His eyes turned and he looked at his opponent.

"Hello, His Excellency Nicholas."

The noble etiquette was very standard, but before Nicholas entered the train, he was a murderer who was wandering around the market. Qingdian did this completely to play the piano against a cow.

Holding a cigar in his mouth, Nicholas kept silent, just kept swallowing the clouds and fog.

He was not stupid enough to think that the boy like a little chick in front of him was not threatened at all. On the contrary, he was very alert to him.

"It is very rude to not answer other people's greetings."

Qingdian whispered, looking straight at Nicholas, full of playfulness.

Nicholas remained silent, but after his eyes became shaky, he spitted out a cigar and rushed over like a storm.

Swish!

The long sword turned into a snow-white light, and it was swept over and over again. Nicholas was the most typical hunter. He made a decision and then made a move. Once he took action, he would definitely be confident.

boom!

If he missed a blow, Nicholas came back again, and the long sword roared, turning into a sword storm, and he rushed towards Qingdian who was dodging again. However, what he didn't expect was that Qingdian was so flexible that he could dodge extremely easily no matter how large the area the sword ray swept through.

"Three thousand sandstorms."
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