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Hughton threw the empty wine bottle on the ground and lay down on the sofa and said, "There are only three ways to increase the source power. One is to use meditation to accumulate one's mind, let one's will enter the depths of cells and even genes, and release potential; the other is to consciously drive the internal source power to grow naturally like physical training; the third is to use war to raise the war. Through combat, it stimulates one's senses to the greatest extent in the moment of life and death, and allows the source power to grow rapidly."

"Of the three methods, only the third method can achieve the purpose of quick demand. But boy, this method will have many side effects. For example, it is basically only applicable to the early stage. When your source power accumulates to a certain level, your body and mind are also adapted to cruel killing, and it is difficult to continue to increase the source power through this method. How can a person who can't even blink a brow or be killed have a strong sense of life and death in the moment? To put it bluntly, it is to squeeze your own potential through strong sensory reactions to make it grow rapidly. This method is like killing a chicken to get eggs, but for you, the death ring will soon begin." Houghton glanced at Allen: "At that time, you must kill people regardless of whether you want it or not. So as long as you can live to the end, the nine source power vortexes will accumulate quickly. After all, you have just been in contact with the world of source power, and the senses of your body will not be numb. This method is applicable to you."

Alan nodded, and Houton said again: "But you have to remember that if you can survive, don't embark on the road of the Berserker in the future. This road is too narrow and has limited potential for growth. You should use three methods together like many wealthy nobles who train their children. Guide your potential, polish your own source power through your will, and then go to the battlefield from time to time to accumulate combat experience and hone your combat skills. Only in this way can you take a smooth road."

Speaking of this, Houton yawned and waved, "Go and go, your little girlfriend is here..."

As the words finished, Lucy's voice sounded at the communication machine at the gate: "Allen, are you here?"

When Allen left, Houton was already asleep. Outside the door, Lucy grinned with her hands on her hips and said, "Good job, you are the top spot again this week, so you will get a lot of rewards!"

He reached out and patted Allen on the shoulder hard. Today, Lucy tied up her hairstyle with her two ponytails. Two long golden ponytails swayed in front of Allen, just like Lucy, and couldn't stop for a moment. Allen rubbed her shoulder that was patted by her and said, "The reward is not as much as you imagined, and there are only one or two that can be used."

"Is that true?" Lucy suddenly leaned forward, and the two of them almost touched each other's noses.

This position is very ambiguous, Alan reluctantly smiled and said, "Why, is there something dirty on my face?"

"No, you look weird today, you don't seem to have much energy."

Allen laughed and said, "Do you think everyone is like you, and you are so energetic at any time?"

"My old man said that sadness and loss are manifestations of lack of self-confidence." Lucy straightened her body and gently patted her chest with her hands and said, "It is natural for a person as confident as Miss, she is always energetic! You cheer up, today I think of a very interesting training program, go quickly."

The girl dragged Allen to the elevator, and her hand was held in her palm, and the warmth seemed to penetrate into her heart. Emotions can infect people, and the sun is like Lucy, which can naturally make the people next to her cheerful. Since she met Lucy, perhaps even Allen herself has not noticed that the ice deep in the boy's heart is melting bit by bit.

I really want to hold your hand like this forever.

Because I can hold you, I can embrace the sunshine!

Wishes are beautiful, but reality is another matter. So after the two got into the elevator, Lucy let go of Allen. A little loss flashed through the boy's heart, but soon, his ears were filled with Lucy's voice. Allen shook his head and laughed. Perhaps he had no time to lose with Lucy, because the blonde girl would always pull your attention to her.

Therefore, when the elevator reached the top floor and the door opened, Alan didn't even notice it, and was still responding to Lucy's topic. It was not until Lucy pushed him out that the boy realized that the elevator had stopped.

There were two people standing outside the door, one was Lucy's friend Emily, and the other was facing away from Allen and the others. Looking at the figure of the back, he seemed to be saying something to Emily, and then said, "I should leave." When he turned around, Allen and Lucy were stunned because this man was Lucy's lover. They didn't expect to collide here, and they were a little embarrassed.

The man obviously didn't know what they had done, and nodded to Lucy and got into the elevator. After he left, Lucy caught Emily and asked, "Have he done anything to you?"

Emily looked at her sister strangely: "What will he do to me, Mr. Hanni, my mentor?"

Only then did Lucy stick out her tongue at Allen, saying that she was nervous.

"Let's go, let's go train." The blonde girl who was used to giving orders raised her hands and pulled Alan to walk towards the functional training area with big strides.

In the following days, Allen was like a tight-sprung machine, repeating and arduous training every day. As Hugden said, there was no shortcut to the growth of source power. Allen could only honestly enhance his source power through meditation and tempering. It was not easy to precipitate his will and enter the depths of the genes through meditation. Especially without the help of the enlightenment potion when the fire was ignited, Allen could not enter the strange sea of ​​source power deep in the genes. As for driving the source power to consciously temper, no results could be seen in a short period of time.

In a few days, the growth of source power was very limited.

The only gain is the application of the technique of "spin". Under the guidance of Hugton, Allen can already use spin to avoid most of Houtton's attacks. After learning the two techniques of spin and crescent moon, Allen finally formed a preliminary framework in his own fighting system.

Friday.

During the free time at noon, Allen came to the top training hall. Before Lucy seemed to have arrived, Allen walked out of the elevator and ran into a big boy head-on.

"Hi, Allen." The boy with light brown curly hair waved: "Lucy is waiting for you in the fighting area. Come with me quickly. She said she wanted to go to the team to fight today."

Alan frowned slightly. This man was one of Lucy's friends, named Mike. He was mixed with Emily and Lucy, and he was like a small team. Always, Alan doesn't like to train with these people, and the seemingly hostility in their eyes made him feel uncomfortable. But today Mike seemed a little enthusiastic. Seeing that Alan didn't move, Mike walked over and whispered: "Listen, I don't like you. But the death ring will start in two days. There will be a chance to beat you up. If possible, I still want to kill you. But now it won't work, and I don't want to make Lucy unhappy, do you understand?"

Hearing him say this, Allen felt relieved. The two came to the fighting area. There were three or more boys fighting in the fighting area, but they did not see Lucy. Mike called a boy watching the game next to him and asked, "Where is Lucy?"

The boy shrugged and said, "Walk away with Emily and said it was the girl's secret or something."

Mike smiled helplessly at Allen and said, "Women always have endless secrets, so Alan, let's play with me? Don't worry, I won't beat you up." After that, he looked at the other boy and smiled.

The contempt that flowed in Mike's eyes made Alan feel stinging, and he nodded and said, "Come on."

The two walked into the field, looked at each other, and then started fighting. Both sides rushed towards their opponents at the first time, and then fucked and fists. It can be seen that Mike's fighting foundation is very solid, and there is a pattern between attack and defense. Allen was flexible and maneuverable. Once he found a flaw, he would let go of the attack. The two had very different fighting styles and were difficult to distinguish.

Attack and defense continued to alternate in the battle. Mike seized an opportunity, leaned on Allen's arms with his shoulders, and pushed him away. While Allen was still retreating, Mike's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he rubbed his body and punched towards Allen's throat. The fist drove the air, forming a sharp whistling, forming a cone-shaped ripple faintly in front of the fist!

This is also one of the ten-fighting techniques in the army, called thorn. The source power is concentrated at the point of the fist, and the high-speed propulsion is used to form a penetrating attack. It is hard to be afraid that Mike is using the most basic method of using the jab, but if he punches him, Alan will not have an extra hole in his throat. The text starts.

He wants to kill me?

As this thought flashed, Allen felt anger. However, under the control of his instinct, his body was already under the axis of the toes, and the source power was stimulated, and he gently turned away from Mike's left side with his body.

Using a spin step to avoid its attack, Allen bounced up and pulled out an arc-shaped faint ripples toward Mike's temple.

Kicking the crescent moon!

Mike reacted quickly and missed a blow. He immediately closed his fist to protect his head and was kicked by Allen with his arms. At the same time, his toes were pointed at the ground and the person slid away to the side, allowing the kick that could explode the iron puppet to hit Mike, which made his foot scattered, and finally he fell to the ground.

Allen closed his legs and said in a deep voice: "What's this? You wanted to kill me just now?"

Mike's face gradually became gloomy. He climbed up from the ground and nodded, "Yes, you and Lucy are too close. Before you appeared, your position should have been mine! I originally wanted to stay in the death ring and start killing you, but I couldn't help it. Today I'm going to ruin you."

After saying that, he suddenly smashed his face, and the corner of his mouth immediately burst and bleeding. Mike wiped the blood on his mouth and smiled cruelly: "Of course, you can also call for help. But at that time, I will say that you did it first, so I will crippled you, which is just a self-defense."

"They will be happy to testify."

Only then did Allen realize that the few teenagers who were still fighting were surrounded. They cleverly blocked behind Allen and Mike, so that even if someone passed by the fighting area, they would not see anything. And looking at it, they were standing on Mike's side.

Allen nodded and said, "Don't worry, I won't scream."

This was an unexpected answer. Somehow, when I saw Alan's clear eyes, a chill came up behind Mike.
Chapter completed!