Proficiency Panel Right At The Beginning

The position is precise, the strength is solid, and the arm does not tremble at all.

very perfect!

Lu Ren is quite narcissistic about his hand.

Whether his skills are basic fighting or basic swordsmanship, he has already given him a deep understanding of the vital parts of the human body, or where a hit can make people lose their combat effectiveness instantly.

When a skill was formed, his body seemed to have experienced thousands of tempers and practiced this trick, and countless mysteries naturally flowed in his mind.

Defeating the enemy with one blow and killing him with one blow is what Lu Ren pursues. Unfortunately, the opponent seems to have a heart in the wrong place.

System: "Ding, the fat woman has noticed you and wants to take you as her own."

Feeling the severe pain, the monster roared, and frantically grabbed Lu Ren in mid-air with both hands, but Lu Ren had already touched it and left, and twisted his body upside down, and he was already like a spider with two legs. Put your hands on the monster's head and shoulders, narrowly avoiding the two sharp metal-glowing claws.

Immediately, he jumped away with his hands and feet, rolled forward the moment he landed, and went straight five meters away before standing upright.

At this moment, he was already standing in the corridor on this floor.

Lu Ren glanced at the iron sheet in his hand, there were dark brown blood stains, and there were drops of monster blood slowly slipping from the tip of the iron sheet to the ground.

"Ding, because you swung the iron piece with full concentration and high concentration, you suddenly realized something, and your basic swordsmanship proficiency increased by 30!"

It's really...

Glancing back at the dance, the monster shaking layers of fat roared and rushed towards him, but the high heels on the opponent's feet made it seem particularly slow.

Slow, at least it seemed to him.

You can't force it, you can only use ingenuity, or rely on sensitive dodge to avoid it.

"Fuck you, it's not dead."

He can guarantee that his blow will definitely pierce the monster's heart, if the opponent's body structure is exactly the same as that of a human being.

Lu Ren bent slightly, and rushed forward with a stride on his back, then suddenly leaned over the iron bridge, slid forward on his knees, avoiding the fat hands with strong wind , the sharp iron piece in his hand hit the opponent's waist and abdomen, and he missed the handle wrapped by the cloth strips.

Seeing that the other party seemed to be in no pain and wanted to turn around and rush towards him, Lu Ren didn't dare to stop at all. He immediately turned around and lay on his back on the ground.

Seeing the other party fall towards him, Lu Ren cursed angrily, and leaned sideways with his waist and abdomen to narrowly avoid it.

Boom!

Hundreds of catties of fat came into contact with the ground suddenly, and even Lu Ren felt a slight vibration in the corridor on the ground.

Ignoring the series of reminders in his head, Lu Ren turned over and got up, picked up the sharp iron piece and thrust it hard towards the fat man's neck.

laugh!

With the soft sound of entering the flesh, Lu Ren directly penetrated the monster's neck with the force of twisting the waist and abdomen of Lu Ren's arms.

Immediately, Lu Ren didn't stop, and the spirit beyond the average attribute value could see the monster's movements clearly, avoiding the opponent's claws in the slightest, pulled out the iron piece in his hand, and then fell heavily again.

After more than 20 strokes, he cut off more than half of the monster's neck, leaving only a little sticky flesh.

It can be said that the head was cut off, and the monster even thrashed about for a minute before it calmed down and stopped moving.

Panting, Lu Ren stood up straight and glanced at the hard iron in his hand. He had to find some time to sharpen it, otherwise it would be difficult to show his strength.

What shocked him even more was the astonishing activity of the opponent's body. After cutting off the joints of his head, he could still thump unconsciously for a long time before he calmed down.

"Ding, because you kept wielding the iron piece, you finally killed the fat monster with difficulty, and your basic swordsmanship proficiency increased by 40"

"Ding, because you keep dodging, your agility proficiency increases by 1"

"Ding, you because..."

A large number of system prompts in my mind let Lu Ren reason for a while, and then I was a little surprised. I didn't expect that the proficiency can not only rely on my usual exercise, but also obtain a higher level of proficiency by killing strong opponents. value.

This is to lure him to take the initiative to find and kill, a bit like fishing for law enforcement.

For a while, the noisy corridor and the room fell silent, everything was plunged into darkness, except for Lu Ren's heavy breathing, everything returned to calm.

Quiet with traces of weirdness.

Lu Ren looked at the deep and dark corridors in the front and back, and he quickly calmed down after recovering, and walked slowly step by step to the hiding place in his memory.

He tried to open his eyes wide, but he could only see a general outline in the darkness.

Seeing the light of someone else's cell phone dropped on the ground, Lu Ren took out the cell phone, turned on the flash, and then his pupils shrank suddenly, only to see two dead bodies in the corridor leading to the door of the middle room.

Someone was cut in half!

No, it was not just cut in half, the neck was also cut off by a sharp blade, so that no sound was made.

Upon closer inspection, it was indeed Feng Zicheng, that taciturn, honest and honest man in work attire.

What made it?

Before Lu Ren had time to think about it, he felt the sharp sound of piercing the air suddenly coming from the back of his head, which made him turn pale.

"Ding, you are being watched by the blade in the dark, and the other party is curious about you and wants to get close to you."

What a ghost system! Why do you start talking nonsense as soon as you meet an enemy?

Having automatically skipped the system prompt, his whole body tensed up suddenly, and before he had time to dodge, he could only lift the iron piece in his hand and slung Lu Zu's sword across his back.

Clank!

Two sounds of metal and iron clanging almost simultaneously sounded suddenly in this relatively spacious corridor.

The Peiran force coming from behind made Lu Ren stagger forward a few steps uncontrollably, and then he used his momentum to pounce forward, rolled twice and then twisted his body to stand on the ground.

"Ding, you were attacked by the blade bamboo and successfully defended, your agility proficiency +1"

"Ding, you suffered..."

Physique, agility, and strength have each adjusted a lot of proficiency, and the achievements between life and death are really exciting!

Raiders are hanging from the ceiling!

Ignoring the system prompts in his mind, under the flashlight of the mobile phone that Lu Ren held tightly in his left hand, the figure hanging from the ceiling showed an extremely slender and tall appearance.

The overall appearance is a kind of off-white carapace color, rather than the feet, it is more appropriate to say that they are two sharp, metal-colored iron swords. The sharp feet are like poking tofu, easily piercing through the ceiling planks, causing oneself to fall Hang above.

A pair of hands, or a pair of arms with a pair of slender sharp blades are extremely sharp, and even a slight shaking can make a faint sound of breaking the wind.

The head is as sharp as the horns of an iron mountain, without any facial features, like a piece of iron covered with rust.

The whole is like a stick insect with four limbs.

Agile monster.

"Ding, because of the sudden activation of your potential between life and death, you withstood the attack of the blade bamboo at the very moment, and your agility proficiency increased by 30."

At this moment behind Lu Ren, there is already a thick layer of cold sweat. It was really too dangerous just now, and he didn't even react to his thinking. He couldn't think, and he could only rely on the most instinctive actions.