Fantasy: Please don’t steal my chance again

The last time Gu Xuan intercepted Hu Zi's chance, the system rewarded him with a Spirit Body Advancement Pill, which directly raised his Mixed Yuan Spirit Body from the beginner level to the middle level.

This time the Hu was successfully intercepted, and the stupid person was rewarded with a hundredfold comprehension pill, and the time limit was three days.

This means that Gu Xuan can be a super genius who understands the demons for three days!

"The sword drawing style is a secret martial arts, which pays attention to killing with one blow, and if you don't shoot, you will see blood. It can be used as a hole card, but it is not used against the enemy in peacetime, and I still lack a new knife method..."

"But the knife technique searched from the prisoners of the Prison Peak is either too evil or too yin, and there may even be hidden dangers, I don't dare to practice..."

Gu Xuan looked at the hundredfold comprehension pill in his hand, and a bold idea suddenly popped up in his mind.

"I also have a fifty-fold comprehension pill with a one-day aging, and this hundred-fold comprehension pill with a three-day expiration can increase my comprehension by fifty times and a hundred times in four days. Perhaps, I can consider creating my own knife technique!".

The idea of creating his own knife technique was born, and it began to rise uncontrollably.

Gu Xuan's eyes were beating with a flame, and he was ambitious.

"The secret technique, the knife drawing style is also created by this old man, he can, why can't I?!

I have the aid of pills, and a large number of human-level Xuan-level sword techniques as a reference, these are not more advantageous than hiding alone in an empty cell behind closed doors?

Moreover, I am still young, and even if I have only created a prototype of my knife technique, I still have a lot of time to polish it in the future.

What would I not dare!".

"I will set up the foundation of my martial arts!"

Gu Xuan took a deep breath and finally made up his mind.

Of course, there are still some preparations that need to be made before creating your own knife technique.

Gu Xuan left the cell immediately and ordered someone to let Zhang Hu come back to collect the body.

"You can go back and collect the body now. "

"Yes. "

Miscellaneous servant Zhang Hu came to the ground cell where he delivered the most food on weekdays.

Although it was not clear why the young adult who had just arrived at the Prison Peak had come to examine the corpse himself, the final collection of the corpse was done by himself.

Zhang Hu glanced at the corpse of the old man lying upright on the ground, with round eyes and a wide open mouth, and silently recited a word in his heart, then picked up the old man's corpse and walked out.

All the corpses of the dead prisoners in the prison peak would be sent to the cliff behind the peak to be discarded, and the old man's body was no exception.

But before throwing the old man's body off the cliff, Zhang Hu began to search the old man's body carefully.

From the beginning of the full expectation, in the end only left a deep disappointment.

"Damn!".

Zhang Hu kicked the old man's corpse hard, and said with a look of resentment: "Old bastard! It's a shame that I take such good care of you on weekdays, and I almost didn't worship you like my own father."

said that he would teach me to draw the sword first, and then teach me the general outline of the sword drawing style after death, and even forced me to make a poisonous oath to slaughter the full door of the Spirit Sword Sect after I became successful.

As a result, it was actually playing tricks on me!

Damn it, damn it! Someone like you who is untrustworthy is just right to die!".

Zhang Hu kicked the old man's corpse more than a dozen times in disgust, spit a few more times, and finally threw the old man's corpse off the cliff in frustration.

Originally, he and the old man had already discussed, the old man taught him the mantle, and he avenged the old man.

As a result, the other party did not teach him the true core of the mantle until he died, and only taught him a few starting styles of drawing a knife when he was alive.

What's the use of just having a starting style without a general outline of the mental method, it's better to have a crop handle.

Zhang Hu's dream of martial arts was completely shattered, and thinking that he would probably have to be a miscellaneous disciple in the Prison Peak for the rest of his life, he couldn't help but feel more resentment towards the dead old man in his heart.

It's a pity that he didn't know, in fact, the old man didn't break his promise.

It's just that the opportunity that originally belonged to him was cut off by Gu Xuan.

....

Here, Gu Xuan returned to his residence and began to re-read the knife techniques sent by Gu Ya.

Every knife technique, regardless of grade, whether it is good or evil, is carefully figured out, and at the same time practiced one by one in mind.

This process lasted for three days.

In the past three days, Gu Xuan has repeatedly comprehended dozens of evil sect demon dao sword techniques.

Remove the dross and take the essence.

Feeling almost like this, he walked out of the room and came to the prison cell.

"With the absolute knife that I am most familiar with, with dozens of demonic and evil sword techniques as nourishment, and with the resentment accumulated for many years at the peak of the prison, in order to cast the foundation of my supreme sword technique!"

Gu Xuan took out the fifty times comprehension pill he had obtained earlier and swallowed it in one gulp.

In an instant, he felt that the scene in front of him seemed to be dozens of times clearer all of a sudden.

He could even see wisps of dark red, black, and gray resentment floating in the prison cell, and his divine sense perception ability had increased by a full fifty times.

Not only that, but the speed of the brain, the ability to comprehend, has also increased fifty times.

Now there are countless bursts of inspiration in Gu Xuan's mind every moment, and the sword techniques that he had thoroughly comprehended before are also constantly colliding, and his thoughts are surging.

"Fifty times the comprehension is much stronger than ten times the comprehension, I don't know what it feels like to have a hundred times the comprehension..."

Gu Xuan couldn't help but sigh, didn't dare to waste a minute or a second, walked directly into a human cell, and stood quietly.

In this way, Gu Xuan would walk in every cell and stay for a while.

Through the resentment, obsession, hatred and other emotions left by the former prisoners in the cell before they died, they constantly stimulated the inspiration of knife techniques in their brains.

In this process, the prototype of a knife technique is also slowly emerging....