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The light was so strong that it was almost broken.

Boom!

The light golden Force surged into the heart and hit the invisible light film fiercely, causing it to collapse on the spot.

Boom!

The next Force hit fiercely again.

After the collapse, new Force surged again.

One after another, continuously, like soldiers marching continuously.

Under such intensive advancement, the invisible light film only lasted for a few minutes, and with a bang, it was completely shattered.

The Force surged into that space.

Ning Chuan knew that he was now a first-class warrior.

He separated a wisp of consciousness to explore the Force acupoint.

There was no nothingness there, but was filled with invisible blockages.

The light golden Force was generated by the Force Seed, which continuously penetrated into it, collided everywhere, shook off the blockage, and expanded the space in the Force Acupoint.

The larger the space opened up, the more Force could be stored.

Moreover, Ning Chuan faintly sensed that as the space was opened up, the Force refined by the Force Seed had a slight increase in fluctuations.

This was the practice of martial arts.

"Stop!"

After thinking about it, Ning Chuan's mind moved.

Suddenly, the Force stopped colliding and stood still in the opened space.

He could stop the automatic practice of the Extreme Soldier Art at any time.

This made Ning Chuan feel at ease.

In this way, when fighting, he could mobilize all the Force without being restricted.

Then, Ning Chuan changed his mind and let the Force continue to open up space, while he seriously thought about how to generate the magic weapon.

Just as he was thinking, a cold reminder sound suddenly rang in his mind.

"The Extreme Soldier Technique sensed the perfect realm of Lightning Slash, and gained some insights, generating a knife-shaped divine weapon!"

Before he finished speaking.

In the Force Acupoint, a sword emerged from thin air, with a narrow and long blade, engraved with some lightning-like patterns, very delicate, like a work of art.

"This..."

Ning Chuan was stunned.

Can a divine weapon be generated like this?

Boom!

The sword slashed in the air, eliminating an invisible blockage,

Ning Chuan noticed that the efficiency of space opening up immediately increased by a large margin.

At this time, another prompt sounded.

"The Extreme Soldier Technique sensed the perfect realm of Thirty-Six Slashes of Heavy Rain, and gained some insights, generating a knife-shaped divine weapon!"

In the Force Acupoint, the second sword emerged.

It was also as delicate as a work of art.

However, compared with the previous sword, it was more slender, as thin as a cicada's wing, and translucent.

Boom!

It also slashed in the air.

Every time it was swung down, it opened up a space.

In terms of size, it was larger than the first sword.

"The sword generated by the Thirty-Six Slashes of the Rainstorm is more powerful!"

Ning Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

He realized something.

Magical weapons are not the same, there are strong and weak ones.

It is probably related to the grade of the weapon martial arts.

The higher the grade, the more powerful the corresponding magic weapon generated.

"The Extreme Weapon Art sensed the opening of the mountain in the perfect realm, and a flash of inspiration appeared, generating a spear-shaped magic weapon!"

"The Extreme Weapon Art sensed that Duan Jiang was already in the perfect realm, and he had some insights, generating a spear-shaped magic weapon!"

...

Five prompts sounded.

Five more war spears appeared in Ning Chuan's Force acupoints, all generated by the Five Killing Gods.

Among them, the two most powerful war spears came from the Thunder Punishment of Heaven and the Breaking Army Killing Method.

The complete version of these two martial arts is the middle level of the sky.

As for the complete version of opening mountains, cutting rivers, and destroying cities, it is the high-level Tianshan.

Ning Chuan checked the five war spears and nodded secretly.

Three weak and two strong!

His inference was correct.

At the same time.

The prompt sounds in his mind continued.

"The Extreme Soldier Technique detected the perfect realm of the Sword-drawing and Heaven-slashing Technique, and his heart was shocked, and a sword-shaped magic weapon was generated!"

"The Extreme Soldier Technique detected that the Heaven-shaking Nine Strikes was ranked in the perfect realm, and the perception was sufficient, and a stick-shaped magic weapon was generated!"

"The Extreme Soldier Technique detected the perfect realm of the Thousand-Layered Wave Shield, and some perception was generated, and a shield-shaped magic weapon was generated!"

...

Another six prompt sounds.

In Ning Chuan's Force acupoints, a sword, a stick, a shield, a short-bladed dagger, a giant axe, and a hammer appeared.

After that, no more prompt sounds were heard.

"It seems that to generate a magic weapon, the corresponding weapon martial arts need to reach a perfect realm."

Ning Chuan said in his heart.

None of his four imperfect weapons and martial arts could produce a magic weapon.

However, Ning Chuan had no regrets.

At this moment, the thirteen magic weapons, together with the Force, opened up space with terrifying efficiency, at least twenty times stronger than before.

Ning Chuan had a hunch that by this time tomorrow, he would be able to open up a new Force acupoint.

"Next, test the Force!"

Ning Chuan withdrew his consciousness from the Force acupoints, and a sense of expectation rose in his heart.

Force is the foundation of a warrior's strength.

It has many abilities.

Attack, defense, accelerated wound healing, etc.

When the peak of awakening to the first-grade warrior of the ninth stage is reached, the strength will usher in a qualitative change.

"Test the strength of the explosion!"

Ning Chuan stood up, mobilized a stream of Force, poured into his right arm, and punched out.

Woo!

The fist wind was mighty, and the air waves were raging.

"The strength of the Force explosion, converted into fist power, is equivalent to 4000kg of fist power."

Ning Chuan whispered to himself, and the expectation in his heart dissipated a lot.

4000kg of fist power is not a small number.

Excluding special physiques, the fist power of the peak of awakening to the ninth stage who practiced S-level breathing method is only about 5000kg.

Once promoted to a warrior, the fist power alone will be nearly doubled.

However, his physical punching force is 33 tons!

4000kg improvement, to exaggerate, is better than nothing.

"What about the defensive strength of the Force."

Ning Chuan spread out his right hand, and a large piece of light golden Force quickly emerged from his palm, exuding a sense of tenacity.

Obviously, the strength is not weak!

Then, Ning Chuan closed his five fingers, but exerted a little force, and heard a bang, and the Force was directly squeezed by him!

"Even if the level of the Extreme Soldier Art exceeds the high level of the stars, but I am not a fourth-grade warrior, my Force may not be able to keep up with the body tempered by the Dragon Elephant Ancient Scripture."

Ning Chuan shook his head.

There are also disadvantages to being too strong.

Promoted to a first-grade warrior, let alone a qualitative change in strength, it has not increased by 20%.

Ning Chuan was too lazy to test the offensive strength of the Force again, and stepped out of this power transmission room.

At this moment, it was dusk.

The setting sun was like blood, casting a soft afterglow that filled the world. Without the scorching heat of noon, there was a warm feeling just like a hot spring.

Bai Xiuxiu and Luo Qin stood outside the building waiting.

Bai Xiuxiu actually wanted to leave.

But, seeing that Luo Qin did not leave, she stayed.

"I'm quite curious!"

Luo Qin smiled softly, "Colonel Bai, who is known for his coldness on weekdays, why is he talking so much today? I almost can't keep up with him."

Bai Xiuxiu snorted coldly and said, "It has nothing to do with you!"

"You are not really interested in Ningchuan, are you?"

"Luo Qin, do you think I am you!"

"You are right about that!"

Luo Qin smiled and said, "Although my mission is to persuade Ningchuan to join the military.

But this mission does not prohibit me from talking. Love.

Ning Chuan is a future god general, maybe he can become a king, I will definitely be tempted! "

"Is it possible!"

Bai Xiuxiu mocked: "He is seventeen, you are twenty-seven, ten years older than him!"

Luo Qin rolled her eyes in anger and said dissatisfiedly: "Bai Xiuxiu, don't talk nonsense!

I looked at Ning Chuan's information. He is seventeen and a half years old, and I am twenty-seven and five months old. I am only nine years older!"

After saying that, Luo Qin's expression changed rapidly, and an elegant smile appeared on her pretty face.

Ning Chuan walked out of the door next to him with a straight posture.

The afterglow of the oil painting fell on him, making him look more handsome.

"Have you been promoted to a warrior?"

Luo Qin asked softly.

At the same time, she subconsciously released the Force to check Ning Chuan's strength.

"The aura is not obvious, and it cannot be detected?!"

Luo Qin was stunned, and then she remembered something and said in surprise: "This is a divine weapon to protect your body. You have generated a divine weapon!"

"Yeah."

Ning Chuan nodded casually.

Seeing Ning Chuan admit it, Luo Qin was even more shocked.

Before, she thought that a month was far from enough, so in order to avoid Ning Chuan's embarrassment, she deliberately changed it to a year.

As a result, Ning Chuan didn't use it for half a day!

"Monster!"

If it weren't for the need to maintain her image, Luo Qin would have wanted to swear.

He is simply not a human!

Bai Xiuxiu thought of Ning Chuan's previous performances, and her heart moved, and said: "How many divine weapons have you condensed?"

Ning Chuan raised his index finger, and then raised three fingers.

Seeing this, Luo Qin couldn't help it after all: "Gan! Four divine weapons!"

"No."

Ning Chuan shook his head and smiled slightly: "Thirteen."