In reality, Zhao Cheng's thoughts quickly turned around. Looking back on the previous battle, he knew that if Quan Chi didn't have the characteristic of getting stronger with each fight, there would have been no suspense in the previous battle from the moment he broke through the defense.
But the other party's strong learning ability, to a certain extent, made up for the weakness brought on by Zhao Cheng's constant scraping of blood.
At the same time, when Zhao Cheng fought with the opponent, he was no longer in his prime. The previous attacks and attacks had consumed a lot of money.
If it is in its peak state, it is theoretically possible to extend the super-sense for another three seconds.
Super-sense is not a fixed skill, and the duration does not have a precise value. Zhao Cheng's state will affect the duration of super-sense.
"In the next simulation, if I take Quan Chi as my first target, the chances are great. The advantage is mine!" Zhao Cheng thought in his mind.
Even if he had to sacrifice the three fixed simulation points for one simulation and the treasure chests that might appear, Zhao Cheng still wanted to kill Quan Chi first.
This has nothing to do with benefit, it's just a matter of changing fortunes. I've been beaten so many times, and now I finally have the chance to beat him back, so I naturally want to feel comfortable.
Reality is not a game. There is no need to pursue absolute profit maximization. More importantly, it is to do what you want to do.
However, Zhao Cheng did not directly start today's second simulation. Instead, he clicked on the panel and looked at the broken pages of the diary of the heartbroken person in the inventory.
As a righteous friend, Zhao Cheng is actually not very interested in snooping into personal privacy. He likes to read diaries just to understand the dungeon world.
A strange world gradually unfolds in your eyes. This feeling is undoubtedly wonderful.
Even before the panel appeared, Zhao Chengcheng had imagined that when his swordsmanship reached a certain level and he could ensure his own safety, he would leave Yanhuang, explore the world, and become a traveler or adventurer.
You must know that this world is far larger than the world in the previous life. There are thousands of countries, large and small. The smallest country has a population of only a few hundred thousand people. Its civilization is also in a state of alternation between the old and the new. Among them
The various humanities and customs are undoubtedly novel.
In addition, this vast world has countless legends and numerous treasures. Although it is difficult to distinguish between true and false, the process of treasure hunting is definitely interesting.
In Zhao Cheng's imagination, he might meet a few friends in the future and start a series of wonderful adventures.
It would be a little unreasonable to live a new life and die just like the previous life, following the same rules day after day.
There are many groups like this in this world. Some call them explorers, while others call them diggers, which means they dig dirt all over the world.
Of course, these are just assumptions. The world is vast, has infinite fun, and also has too many risks. According to Zhao Cheng's original life trajectory, these assumptions may not be able to start one day.
But now, what Zhao Cheng is exploring is not just the world in front of him, but also a completely different and interesting world.
Therefore, Zhao Cheng's adventurous spirit hidden in human nature also gradually awakened in this process.
...First page: I don’t know the exact year, but I only know that the orphanage closed down and we were kicked out.
But I heard from my companion that the orphanage was acquired by a big company, which actually made it richer. We were kicked out because we were not qualified and beautiful enough.
The snow was falling heavily, so I secretly returned to the orphanage and took a look. It had indeed become heavier. I saw my friends who had not been kicked out playing.
Their clothes look better... Page 2: Cold... hungry... Am I going to die?! Page 3: I woke up, and someone who looked like a giant told me that no matter what my name was before, I would never die.
From now on, I am number 3.
The flames in the furnace are burning brightly, but the entire space is still cold. Page 4: This is the Steel Fist Training Camp, Branch No. 7.
There are many people of the same age here, but some people are constantly unable to withstand the cruel training and die, and at the same time, new people are constantly being added.
My number is inherited from the last dead No. 3. Page 5: As I grow up, the instructor said that he is the most suitable person for steel boxing I have ever seen. In just a few years, I have become
It has transcended the three stages of steel pole, ten refinements, and one hundred refinements, and has controlled the power of Qi.
To me, hard stones are like fragile tofu. However, the instructor also told me that I am still weak in front of the truly strong.
I asked the instructor how strong the most powerful person in the world was. The instructor looked strange and said that the most powerful person was no longer a human being, but a god!
When a person's domain reaches its extreme, he becomes the King of the Century, but he is still just a human being after all. I asked the instructor again what the King of the Century is.
The instructor said that if you control the Qi, you are a martial artist; if the Qi appears, you are a martial arts master; if the Qi condenses, you are the martial arts overlord; if the Qi returns to its true form, you are the martial arts king.
And if one condenses the power of an era, integrates the power of the era into his spirit, and is superior to all kings, he will be the most powerful person of the century, that is, the king of the century.
This is the first time I heard this statement, and it also shocked my soul. Before this, I only knew how to train, train, and train again, and practice steel boxing crazily. I never asked, and no one ever took the initiative to tell me about it.
These.
I don’t know what courage is, and I don’t quite understand the word era, but this paragraph alone inexplicably makes my blood boil and my whole body feel hot.
There seems to be such a voice shouting in my heart, man, I was born to become the strongest king!
For the first time, I had a goal. Page Six: I defeated all my opponents and became the well-deserved strongest among the nine training camps.
I am no longer No. 3, but can freely choose a name, or be named after Steel Fist. The supreme commander of the nine major training camps gave me a name: Steel Fist·Kill He said, I am the best he has ever seen
The best killing machine!
I stood on the high platform and looked down at all living beings, and it seemed like the whole sky was cheering and shouting for me. Page 7: I joined an extremely powerful organization, the Holy Fist Club. On the surface, this organization is one of the largest security companies in the federation, but in fact
, is also one of the largest gangs in the Federation, and does everything except unprofitable things.
The Steel Fist Training Camp is one of the affiliated organizations of the Holy Fist Association. Only the best will have the opportunity to join.
I became a purger of the Holy Fist Association to eliminate those who were against the Holy Fist Association. Page 8: I am confused. Because of the company's order, I attacked unarmed civilians. Is this really what I want to do?
...When I woke up in the middle of the night, the girl holding the doll seemed to appear in my mind again. Those eyes were so pure... I killed her!
To me, killing should be the same as breathing, but why...