I Can Enhance My Talents Using Unlimited Skill Points

With the blessing of the first-level swordsmanship talent to the body, the body is almost at the same level as Tang Zhenfeng, who has undergone five physical transformations.

Tang Zhenfeng majored in strength-type exercises, which are more powerful, and Chen Yiming majored in mantis and snake swordsmanship, with stronger agility, and each has its own strengths.

The reason why Tang Zhenfeng couldn't take Chen Yiming for a long time was because of his restraint in martial arts, which made Chen Yiming's original vague plan clear.

He can focus on one kind of swordsmanship, constantly learn other types of swordsmanship secretly, and integrate them to form his own unique swordsmanship.

This kind of swordsmanship is inclusive, and you can find a way to restrain it when you encounter different types of enemies. It is a waste of time for others to practice and the progress is slow. Only you can master it with your special stealth ability.

He couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

Tang Zhenfeng became anxious, and after returning in vain again, he couldn't help vomiting out a mouthful of blood, and then stood where he was.

"You're just going to run around, don't you dare to confront a real man head-on." Tang Zhenfeng tried to calm his beating heart and cursed loudly.

Chen Yiming also stopped, looking at Tang Zhenfeng from more than five meters away.

"You can't hold back your internal injuries?" Chen Yiming asked heartbroken.

When Tang Zhenfeng was kicked in the stomach by Zheng Qiming, he was seriously injured. He suppressed the injury in a short period of time, and now it caused more injuries.

"Come closer and see if I can kill you." Tang Zhenfeng threatened.

"Then why stop, I just warmed up." Chen Yiming shot back.

Chen Yiming was not in a hurry. The sword technique he used was not the mantis sword technique. Even if Tang Zhenfeng was not left behind in the end, he would not be found.

"You!" Tang Zhenfeng was so angry that he really wanted to rush up and kill Chen Yiming.

Suddenly, his eyes twitched, his head shook uncontrollably, and his whole body was obviously stunned. .

Chen Yiming instantly caught Tang Zhenfeng's strangeness.

Without hesitation, he exerted force on his feet and rushed forward with a stride.

Phantom Light Sword, a sword technique he thought was eliminated, tried to trick Tang Zhenfeng into using it.

When Tang Zhenfeng realized that he was dizzy due to excessive bleeding and wanted to defend with a big sword, he misjudged Chen Yiming's real position.

The big sword used for defense in his hand was completely blocked by the air.

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Chen Yiming pierced Tang Zhenfeng's right back waist with a sword, and the blade turned around the wound.

Under the severe pain, Tang Zhenfeng woke up instantly, and hit Chen Yiming with his elbow, but the elbow only hit the air, and Chen Yiming's figure had already receded, and he was not greedy for merit.

"Okay...very good!" Tang Zhenfeng covered the new wound with his hands, angrily.

He has been cornered. Not only was Zheng Qiming injured his stomach, but now he was stabbed in the waist by a sword.

The waist is an important part of a person's strength. Once injured, the strength will be greatly reduced.

Encountering Chen Yiming, an enemy who was as slippery as a loach, he couldn't run away if he couldn't touch it.

Tang Zhenfeng took a deep breath, his face suddenly turned red, and his figure suddenly grew bigger.

"You forced me, no one will live!" He raised his big sword and rushed forward like a rhinoceros, completely free from the troubles on his waist.

As Tang Zhenfeng moved, footprints as deep as half an inch were left where it passed, and the sound of vibrations echoed in the alleys.

The distance of a few meters passes in an instant.

The sword wind carried on the big sword rushed towards the face, carrying more powerful force than before.

Chen Yiming's hair stood on end, and he dodged quickly, with no intention of resisting at all.

Boom!

The big sword hit a tree by the side of the road.

The whole tree was blasted directly and broke into two pieces.

Even if Chen Yiming had fully understood the sword art of Splitting Mountain Sword and knew the attack routine of this sword art, the big sword almost hit his body.

At this time, Tang Zhenfeng was obviously stronger than Chen Yiming.

"Fortunately, if he explodes like this from the beginning, I'm afraid I will be in danger." Chen Yiming's heart shook.

His cultivation speed is too fast, he is still a novice in martial arts, and he has never seen various methods.

Even when they are clearly at an absolute disadvantage, they can always dodge just right, thanks to their insight into the skill of the mountain splitting sword, and they can predict the attack route of the big sword in advance every time.

However, Tang Zhenfeng didn't know this.

After only a few rounds, Chen Yiming was freed from the pressure of life and death.

On the other hand, Tang Zhenfeng had completely lost the momentum he had when he started to explode, his face turned pale, and he stopped in place and kept vomiting blood.

Obviously, Ben was seriously injured, even if he erupted, it would not last long.

His heart was full of despair, and he wanted to continue with his body, but he felt powerless.

The big sword in his hand felt more and more heavy, and he wanted to let go.

This secret method that erupts in a short period of time was learned from a teammate when he was facing danger in the wilderness.

The principle of the secret method is to use the strength of the muscles to put extra pressure on the heart, so as to accelerate the blood flow in the whole body, and temporarily increase the strength and speed in all directions.

Under normal circumstances, it would take several months to fully recover from the damage caused to the body every time it is used. Now that the injury is already added to the injury, using the secret method is tantamount to risking sudden death at any time.

Tang Zhenfeng didn't give up his last hope, so he turned and ran.

Trot all the way, but the speed is no longer fast, only faster than ordinary people.

Chen Yiming hung not far behind him, and did not make a move.

His goal had already been achieved, so there was no need to take any more risks. After all, no one knew whether Tang Zhenfeng would still be able to strike a death blow.

The two of them went one after the other and left in the dark.

Near the alley.

Tang Zhenfeng saw that the road was in front of him, and he had a glimmer of hope.

Suddenly his feet went limp, and he fell to the ground, coughing continuously.

After a delay of more than ten seconds, I wanted to stand up, but failed several times, and wanted to climb forward again, but I only moved one step, and then fell on the ground without strength.

Chen Yiming stood beside the corpse and waited for another two minutes.

During the period, the corpse struggled once, which might have been Tang Zhenfeng's dying counterattack, but Chen Yiming was careful not to be fooled.

When Tang Zhenfeng died completely, Chen Yiming first pushed away the big sword in the opponent's hand, and then chopped off his head with a sword.

Now, Tang Zhenfeng should be completely dead.

Chen Yiming began to collect spoils.

Judging from the fight with Tang Zhenfeng just now, he was defeated purely by relying on style restraint and stealthy martial arts skills, and Tang Zhenfeng suffered serious injuries.

The reason.

One is that he has been staying in the martial arts hall, and his combat experience is not as good as that of Tang Zhenfeng, who has been on missions all year round.

The second is that the sword skills he knows are not comprehensive enough. If he masters enough kinds of sword skills, he will be able to use them flexibly, and there will always be a way to completely restrain the opponent.

Fortunately, the result was good. Tang Zhenfeng, who was obviously injured, was obviously not the opponent of Chen Yiming who was in good health.

Chen Yiming was also injured by pinching the other party. It was impossible to fight him desperately as soon as he came up. He could decide whether to chase or retreat according to the situation.