A million ways to survive in the dungeon

Explore the feeling and find the countless integers between 0 and infinity.

Sitting on the ground, Zheng Qian closed his eyes tightly and began to train on the initial use of the Zhulong Intention according to Zheng Kun.

The time is only one hour and forty-five minutes.

Before that, we must touch the threshold of subtlety.

Finding the middle value between on and off sounds easy, but is it easier said than done?

God's skills are inherently high-end technologies that are difficult to master but not difficult to master.

Although it is only the most basic level of detail, only by actually trying it will you know that it is ridiculously difficult to optimize time suspension into time deceleration.

Time constantly switches between pause and flow.

In just ten minutes, it went back and forth at least a thousand times.

Zheng Qian's MP was consumed by nearly half, but he was unable to slow down time no matter what.

"If this continues, it will only be a waste of time." Zhao Aotian shouted: "Isn't there an easier way?"

Zheng Kun shook his head: "No. It feels like this kind of thing can only be explored by oneself. The initial feeling is the hardest to find. Whether he can achieve it depends entirely on his personal understanding."

So difficult.

Zheng Qian heard the conversation between the two clearly.

But this feeling is like pressing a snap switch.

It is easy to simply turn on and off, but it requires you to press it to the middle of neither turning on nor off, and after you let go, the elasticity of the switch is just right so that the switch does not shift to on or off.

Easier said than done?

Zheng Qian only felt like he was playing a playing card on a windy plain, without relying on any support, and letting the card stand vertically on the ground.

"Uh~ no way!"

The tense body suddenly relaxed.

Zheng Qian opened his eyes with force and gasped: "This is a complete waste of time. Maybe I can do it if you give me more time, but it is impossible to learn it in such a short time."

These words made Zheng Kun shake his head in disappointment.

He didn't mean to blame, but said: "It's okay, this is really not easy, especially for a wild guy like you who has no foundation, it is simply impossible to get started in such a short time."

"That……"

"If that's the case, then we have to add some ruthlessness."

Just as Zheng Qian was about to speak, Zheng Kun suddenly changed his stance.

This caught Zheng Qian off guard: "Hey, what do you want to do?"

Zheng Kun smiled and said: "You know, when a creature faces death, its body sense of time will slow down. Do you know why?"

"What?"

Not understanding what he was talking about at all, Zheng Qian wanted to ask, but in the next moment, an iron fist filled his entire field of vision.

"Hold!"

Zheng Qian was shocked and leaned back quickly.

The deadly fist almost grazed his forehead, so much so that the entire dragon scale on his forehead was scraped off.

"What are you doing?!" Zheng Qian landed on the ground several backflips and cursed.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his pupils focused, he found that Zheng Kun was already close to him, and his uppercut was aimed at the abdomen.

"If you don't want to die, use the candle dragon's will to slow down time!"

boom!

An iron fist hit Zheng Qian's abdomen mercilessly, as if it was going to dig in.

"Uh...wow~" Zheng Qian was beaten on the spot and spit out a lot of blood.

The strange thing is that with an injury of this magnitude, Zheng Qian should have been sent flying thousands of miles away, but instead he just fell heavily to the ground, not even touching the ground.

"Let's make an agreement first. It can only be slowed down. If it is suspended, it will be broken by my absolute egoism."

Zheng Kun shook off the dust on his hands and said condescendingly: "Stand up now, there is no time for you to lie down on the ground to rest."

After saying that, he raised his foot and stepped on Zheng Qian's head.

This kick is no joke.

Lying on the ground, his sixth sense made Zheng Qian seem to be able to see his head being stepped on and exploded in the next second. He was so frightened that he rolled around to avoid this fatal kick.

But Zheng Kun was merciless, and his second, third, and fourth kicks came one after another.

"Damn it, you really want to kill me?!"

"If you can't learn, you have no chance of winning. Rather than being killed and taking away the truth, it's better to die now."

After saying that, Zheng Kun's movements became faster and faster, and the murderous intention in his fists and kicks became more intense.

"you……"

Zheng Qian was very anxious when he saw this.

【The meaning of candle dragon】

Zheng Kun's offensive was like a violent storm, not giving him any chance to breathe.

Forced to have no choice but to try to fight with the intention of the candle dragon.

However, the moment time paused, Zheng Kun launched absolute egoism.

The world where time was suspended was easily shattered, and an even faster attack swept forward.

"I've said it before, pausing time is useless! Only by slowing down time can people not notice it."

boom!

Another jab hit Zheng Qian right in the face.

Zheng Qian was beaten so hard that almost his whole face was sunken.

Time suspension has no effect on Zheng Kun at all.

The gap with him was so great that the intention of Zhulong was ineffective.

Zheng Qian was volleyed and flew into the air.

Zheng Kun's fists and kicks were like a heavy rain, twisting and deforming his body.

The blood spurting out from the eyes, ears, mouth and nose was beaten into blood mist by the air waves, dyeing the entire sky red.

Oops... I'm going to die!

Zheng Qian's more than 5 million hp couldn't withstand Zheng Kun's attack, and he was quickly beaten to the bottom.

But Zheng Kun clearly saw it, but did not slow down the offensive at all, but intensified the intensity.

Thousands of continuous hits per second caused HP to drain like diarrhea.

Zheng Qian's heart was quickly filled with despair.

Because he clearly saw that Zheng Kun had no intention of stopping in his eyes.

Even if I really die if I keep fighting like this, Zheng Kun will not stop.

But...I can't resist at all.

His fists are so fast!

Can't see clearly at all.

This guy really wants to beat me to death.

die!

will die!

I will definitely die if this continues.

I don't want to die, I...

His vision gradually became blurred.

On the face, the pain from being hit became less and less.

Zheng Qian knew that he was only one step away from death.

I don't want to...die! I... haven't become stronger yet... I finally fought my way out of the dungeon and escaped my fate. How could I... die here...

How could you die here? !

Countless experiences on the verge of life and death made Zheng Qian not fearful but unwilling to face death.

Not to survive, but to win.

Only a true warrior understands the difference.

Life may not be victory, but victory must be life!

The strong desire to become stronger made Zheng Qian more courageous the more he faced death.

"I...want to win!!!"

A roar.

At this moment, a certain nerve in the brain was suddenly penetrated.

I want to see his fist clearly.

Stare hard with your eyes wide open.

Zheng Qian's attention was focused to the extreme as never before.

The fist that was originally as fast as an invisible whirlwind seemed to be getting slower and slower at this moment.

Raise your hand.

Zheng Qian, who was on the verge of death at this moment, relied on instinct to spread his hands and deflected Zheng Kun's fist. He easily passed through Zheng Kun's rain of fists and punched him in the chest with a Japanese punch.

The movement was so smooth.

Zheng Qian didn't know how he did it.

Obviously he couldn't see Zheng Kun's speed clearly.

But it seemed that the passage of time suddenly became very slow.

It was obvious that his thinking had become rigid after being beaten.

But it was as if the body could think on its own and took the initiative.

"cough……"

Zheng Kun was knocked back three or four steps by this seemingly weak punch.

His face turned ugly, he covered his chest as if he was in pain, and knelt down on one knee.

This punch is...

Zheng Kun was horrified.

Zheng Qian's sudden counterattack, the fist that hit him seemed weak, but only Zheng Kun himself who was hit knew what kind of power it contained.

The muscles penetrated the whole body, and the power spread along the blood vessels to every organ, causing the internal organs to receive a considerable impact.

Looked up.

I saw Zheng Qian performing a set of extremely standard starting moves: a wild horse parting his mane, and his whole body exuding heat like fire.

His eyes were dim, as if he had lost consciousness, but his body was moving on its own.

Zheng Kun was stunned for several seconds and then laughed wildly.

"Haha, what, can't you do it if you want to? Forget about [Enlightenment], you actually realized [Freedom] across levels?"

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