The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

Wu also gave up the practice of swordsmanship, very directly.

Although he usually has relapses of his secondary disease, and sometimes struggles with boring things for a long time, in general, he has passed the age where he can do anything with a sword whenever his mind gets hot.

Wu is also a pragmatic person, or he doesn't want to waste his energy on meaningless places.

Soul Yaoji is definitely a very good teacher, because he never talks about empty stuff with Takeya. On the first day they met, he said that learning his swordsmanship requires a high level of talent.

Of course, Wu Ye, who thinks he is extraordinary, will not retreat because of this, so he persisted for a while, but the result was no improvement.

Soul Yaoji never speaks in a tactful direction. One reason is his character. He told Takeya straightforwardly that there is no chance of learning his swordsmanship.

No talent means no talent, and the result will not change after another hundred years of practice. In short, even if Wuya can truly practice until death, he can only practice swordsmanship until he can hold it—— Swing, such a level.

As for things like sword skills, it is 100% impossible to learn.

Soul Yaoji is a very good teacher, so what he said was also very cruel, which directly dispelled all Wu Ye's thoughts of trying his luck and made him give up the practice of swordsmanship from the bottom of his heart.

Although he was laughed at by Reimu because of this, thanks to him, Takeya completely cut off his last thought of swordsmanship.

Sure enough, I am still an ordinary person, this kind of thought once again appeared in Wu Ye's heart.

It is not clear how much the failure of swordsmanship has affected Wu Ye. Anyway, he has already diverted his excess energy to other areas.

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"882 Ah, so boring!"

Loudly venting her displeasure, Remilia held her small face, her eyes were like a dead light bulb, full of listless colors.

"Wu Ye, what's the point of doing this kind of exercise? With your current physique, you won't lose the ball at all, okay? It's a waste of my saliva."

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Wu Ye didn't speak, but silently caught the ball that bounced off the wall with his hands. He looked down at the tennis ball in his hand, then at his footsteps that barely moved, and at the almost unmoving ball on the wall. ball marks at the same point

Woji, I suddenly feel that what Remilia said makes sense!

At this moment, Wu Ye finally realized that in the face of absolute strength, the accidents he was worried about and the preparations he made in advance because of his uneasiness were all in vain.

His current state is equivalent to wearing a divine outfit and slaying monsters at the entrance of the novice village. Even if he doesn't know a single skill, he can dominate this area with just level A. And even if he really wants to practice, the level here is too low. It simply doesn’t meet the needs of practice.

So this is the same as what Remilia said, it doesn't make any sense for him to do these things.

Showing his sadness at a forty-five-degree angle, Wu Ye faced the rising sun and uttered the line that he had endured for a long time——

"Invincible, how lonely it is."

".Takeya, is your brain finally broken?"

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The worry in Remilia's eyes was not fake. With her height, she was completely unable to understand Takeya's current feelings. In her opinion, this was only the most basic level among monsters.

The physical fitness of monsters is far superior to that of humans. Some levels that humans may not be able to achieve after years of practice are all within their reach.

For example, even if a boxer has trained all his muscles, it is difficult to break a stone with one punch, but if it is a monster, the stone may turn into slag with one punch.

This is an innate gap. For people living in "reality", monsters are all legendary existences, and the difference in worldview is an insurmountable generation gap.

"Have you finally given up?"

Seeing Takeru put down his racket and ball and sat down next to him, Remilia's red eyes flashed and she seemed to be a little more energetic:

"Sure enough, you're bored too, right?"

".Although your words are unpleasant, they are true."

He practiced martial arts for more than half an hour without even breaking a sweat. Although compared with monsters, he was still a weakling, but at least compared with humans, he was already amazing.

"If I had known this, I might as well have gone back and practiced swordsmanship again."

"whispering sound."

Seeing Takeya's ungrateful appearance, even though she knew he was joking, Remilia still felt unhappy for no reason. Maybe there was some anger in it.

"Instead of thinking about those things that are far away, Takeya, why don't you first figure out the abilities at hand?"

"On hand, you say this?"

Wu Ye closed his eyes and felt it for a while, then calmly opened his palm, and with a sound of rubbing, a red spear appeared in his hand:

"Secret, Gangnir Summoning Technique."

"Go to hell!"

Taking back her own spear, Remilia punched Takeya back, causing him to lie on the ground clutching his stomach and unable to even cry out in pain.

"You guy, how many times have I told you, this is mine! Mine! Don't just call it around as if it's your weapon every time!"

"No, but this is the only one I can use most easily."

While covering his internal organs that seemed to have been punctured, Takeru reluctantly raised his head and said:

"Since last time, I seem to be getting more and more comfortable summoning Gangnir."

Saying that, Takeya suddenly smiled at Remilia:

"Remilia, how about you consider giving this to me? You don't need it anyway."

"Don't even think about it!"

With a squeak, Remilia subconsciously hugged Gungnir tightly in her hands, with a strong guard in her eyes as if she was afraid that it would really be taken away by Takeya:

"You bastard thief! Rather than coveting my weapons, you should think about your own abilities first!"

"It's too much to call me a thief. That thing flew here on its own."

Dudu murmured, Wuya touched his belly and stood up, stretched out a hand and asked:

"My own ability? Demonic power?"

"Idiot, that's not the case. Think about your original ability!"

"Initial ability?"

Wu Ye frowned and recalled it carefully, and then

"You're talking about the 'ability to discover other people's abilities'?"

As he spoke, he shrugged contemptuously, with a look of contempt on his face:

"That kind of thing can actually be considered an ability?"

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Hey, who used this ability to claim to be a superpower in the first place?

Seeing Takeya's disdainful expression, Remilia really wanted to impress his face with three qualities.