Super Dimensional Martial Immortal

  Chapter 39 S-Class Super Personality

   "Zhao Yinshun, win!"

   Accompanied by the announcement of the referee, cheers broke out from under the ring again.

  Although this game was not very hot, and there was no **** smell, the sharp swordsmanship was exceptionally exciting.

Inside the door to see the door, the layman to watch the fun!

  Thousands of people in Damin can't understand the danger and mystery of swordsmanship, they only know that the two sides have been fighting for a long time, and the sword light is overflowing, which is really beautiful!

   In addition, the winning Zhao Yinshunfeng is handsome and handsome, winning the big with the small and the strong with the "weak", people will instinctively feel that this game is full of suspense and hearty.

   Ignoring the excitement of the melon-eating crowd, Zhao Yinshun silently realized the gains of the battle, and slowly walked down the arena.

  The contemplative Zhao Yinshun didn't notice that Oakley Yani was rushing towards him with shining eyes, and slammed into her arms.

Um?

  Why is it getting dark?

   "Xiao Shun is amazing, my sister loves it!"

   was smeared with facial cleanser, Zhao Yinshun tried his best to break free, and jumped three meters away with a look of vigilance.

   Do you like it?

  You are greedy for my body!

  You are scumbag!

   "I warn you, men and women don't kiss each other... We don't like that Taixi thing, wait, don't come here!"

   Dodging Oakley Yani who was entangled again, Zhao Yinshun jumped out all the way, turned around and ran.

   Behind him, Oakley Yani threw herself in the air and waved her hand reluctantly.

   "Don't forget to play in a few days!"

On the other side, in the envious eyes of people nearby, Zhao Yinshun rushed out a few hundred meters in one breath, and he was relieved until he left the square.

   "It seems that I am overthinking it. That guy is not dangerous to you... No, in a sense, she is extremely dangerous to you!"

   Looking at He Yubo who was leaning against the wall with a wicked smile on his face, Zhao Yinshun rolled his eyes covertly.

   At this moment, he hated his age and height very much, otherwise he would not have slammed into such a trap with a chest!

   Damn, do the extraordinary people in this world eat all the money?

   Even girls are so tall!

   One meter eighty-nine!

   But looking at He Yubo's burly body of more than two meters, Zhao Yinshun could only helplessly sigh.

   Once the superhumans are awakened, they can break the physical limits of the human body, and it is no wonder that they are a lot taller than ordinary people!

   To exaggerate, high-ranking people and ordinary humans can almost be regarded as two different races!

   Hundreds of meters behind Zhao Yinshun, Oakley Yani raised her glasses, looked in the direction Zhao Yinshun left, hugged her chest and supported her chin, thoughtfully.

   "This little guy is very strong~"

  Behind the icy lenses, countless hieroglyphs as thin as mosquitoes reflected mysterious brilliance in Oakley Yani's green pupils.

  "Name of the owner: Zhao Yinshun

   Age: 13 years old

   Class Level: Unawakened

  Spiritual six-dimensional assessment correction completed:

  【God】: Grade A (perfect)

  【Min】: Grade A (perfect)

  【Strength】: C rank (excellent) → S rank (superhuman)

  【Fine】: D grade (ordinary)

  【Qi】: D grade (ordinary)

  【Body】: Grade B (Excellent) → Grade A (Perfect)

  Overall potential assessment adjustment: [A]→[S-]”

   A stream of shredding and mysterious light flickered in the green vertical pupils, and finally disappeared into the depths of Oakley Yani's eyes.

   "The super-personal saint... very powerful... but it's just one of your many appearances, what I want to see... is your real appearance..."

   Accompanied by whispering whispers, Oakley Yani narrowed her eyes and shook her head helplessly.

  …………

  【Basic Swordsmanship】: LV.33→LV.34

  【Flowing Wind Sword】: LV.3→LV.5

  【Lost Step】: LV.1→LV.3

   Looking at the figurative progress on the attribute panel, Zhao Yinshun rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

  It is the same as it is, and any swordsmanship used in actual combat seems to improve the progress of [Basic Swordsmanship] at the same time.

   Then when I use [Claws], will it affect [Eagle Claws] and [Broken Steel Claws] at the same time?

   After careful consideration, Zhao Yinshun soon realized something.

   It should be the overlapping part that should be improved at the same time, and the other non-overlapping areas, I am afraid you need to practice separately...

   And as the level of the exercises increases, the "vertical" overlapping areas between them will become less and less, because the "ideas" of advanced exercises will definitely be a lot higher than that of low-level exercises!

   On the contrary, the low-level exercises in the "horizontal" area may be larger, just like [Basic Swordsmanship], which has covered the "width" to the extreme, and the advanced swordsmanship is built on it as the foundation!

   It is like the nine-nine multiplication table in mathematics. It seems simple, but it is the starting point of all mysterious knowledge!

   Converging the divergent thoughts, Zhao Yinshun looked at the [Essence] [Qi] [God] who had not yet reached the extreme, took a deep breath, and started to practice [True Martial Secret Record] cross-legged.

   "Sit with your eyes closed, meditate on your mind, and meditate on your mind."

   "Heavenly drums from left and right, holding Kunlun in both hands."

   "The door of the rocker is opened, and the door of the dragon is closed."

  …

  Time passed by like a white horse, just when Zhao Yinshun was behind closed doors and attacked the new pole wall, the waves he created also fermented little by little over time, and began to spread from Hon Hai City to Donghai County, and even the entire Lanzhou!

   Many interested people know that a talented person has emerged from Hon Hai City, and countless curious eyes have begun to converge towards this remote town.

  DaDaDa~

The    fingers tapped on the solid wood table top, making a rhythmic sound.

   Wearing a luxurious tuxedo, the white-faced and beardless Georges Hopkins narrowed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.

   "George, more and more people are starting to notice him, we must kill him in the cradle before he is famous!"

   Hearing the words, George Hopkins stopped tapping and shook his head helplessly.

   "It's not that easy. He is a student of the [Yushi Martial Arts Academy], and not many people in Lanzhou are willing to fight against that old lion."

   "Huh? Isn't it a tiger? Why is it a lion again?"

   "Roger, don't worry about these details, they're almost all cats anyway!"

  George Hopkins waved his hand impatiently and gave his companion an angry look.

Roger Brontë pursed his lips, loosened the top button of his shirt, and asked unwillingly, "Isn't it about letting them face the tiger and find a chance to create an 'accident' without anyone knowing it and let them It's just a child dying, is it that difficult?"

   (end of this chapter)