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Three thousand spiritual tips.

Looking at the leaves growing on the tree, Su Naiwen knew what he was learning about the Soul Transformation Technique.

This leaf is the only strange colored leaf on the entire tree, which grows on the tip of the talent tree, and it is very dazzling.

3000 Spirit Technique LV1 (0/1000): Can absorb any attribute aura and transform into any attribute soul power.

Su Naiwen closed his eyes and tried to run the Three Thousand Spirit Technique, and suddenly felt that the life grid picture in his mind had a great suction force, and directly gathered the floating spiritual energy he had detected around him, and began to transform non-stop.

There is no step to convert soul power.

For a moment, Su Naiwen felt that his whole body was being torn apart, and his body was like a reef in the sea, not only squeezed by gravity, but also endured the lapping of the tide from time to time.

This severe pain made Su Naiwen want to stop cultivating immediately, but found that his consciousness was trapped in consciousness no matter what, and Mingge Tuwen was frantically absorbing aura.

The body was not controlled by himself, which made Su Naiwen very flustered, and at this moment, the cross hanging on his chest emitted a faint light.

As soon as his consciousness was black, Su Naiwen didn't know anything.

......

The sky was dark, the autumn day was only a faint light behind the horizon, the cold wind was howling, and the originally silent campus was full of noise in the martial arts training room.

"A little faster, the force is stretching a little!"

"Don't use your life as an excuse! Your life trait only affects the learning and use of talent skills, and has nothing to do with your own fighting skills!

"Combat strength is nothing more than strength, speed, and will!" Attack again! Hard! Watch the action! Unfold! Don't be lazy! Su

Naiwen's clothes were completely soaked with sweat at this time, and he kept throwing his fists at Wen Fu like a dead dog sticking out his tongue.

He really couldn't believe that the gentle velvet on the outside trained himself like the devil.

After practicing the Three Thousand Spirit Technique yesterday, I passed out in pain, but I still woke up in the middle of the night.

Fortunately, when he was cultivating, it was night, otherwise he would not have to scare Yang You and a few people to carry themselves to the infirmary.

Su Naiwen, who woke up, saw that his soul power had improved a lot, and the progress of soul power improvement had increased from 86% to 95%.

9% improvement in one night!

It's just that when he ran the Three Thousand Spirit Technique again, nothing happened last night, and the soul power improvement was not so terrifying.

After estimating it, cultivating every day can probably increase by about 1%, and I finally don't have to use auxiliary points to charge geniuses every day.

At four o'clock in the morning, Su Naiwen called Wei Wu, and the two did not go to the playground for morning exercise today, but came to the martial arts training room at the request of Wen Rong.

For one more Wei Wu, Wen Rong had no opinion, and directly began the first lesson of teaching his apprentice.

Attack!

Constant attacks, fists, legs and even knives, guns and clubs, choose weapons at will to attack Wen Fang.

Non-stop!

And Velvet didn't make any counterattacks, it was all defensive blocking.

Turn all of Su Naiwen's attacks into uselessness.

Is it because of the gentle mercy that you don't fight back?

Not!

It is mandatory to not use talent skills, not to use soul power, and to attack purely by the power of the flesh.

It's just such a random fist, kick, and throwing a stick.

At first, Su Naiwen thought that Wen Rong was a healing master and was not good at fighting, so he was afraid of punches and kicks.

But the punch thrown was either easily dodged by Wen Fang or easily blocked by his forearm, hammered on his forearm, and the pain from his fist made Su Naiwen understand that his master was by no means just a healer without the power of a chicken.

After ten minutes of continuous onslaught, Su Naiwen already felt a little tired.

"The strength has become less, don't be lazy! Go on! When to hit me and when to end! "

Twenty minutes....

"Your strength, it's not enough to tickle me now, is it better than me as a woman!"

While signaling Su Naiwen to attack, Wen Rong stimulated the other party with words.

Wei Wu, who was practicing alone on the side, was stunned, what kind of practice is this, and what is the use?

Poof!

I don't know how long it took, Su Naiwen punched the air, he who had already tried his best still had the strength to control his body, directly pounced forward, directly lying on the ground, sweat wet the floor, the body was like a dead fish caught ashore, twitching twice and not moving.

"Get up and continue! Don't stop! Wen Rong drank angrily, looked at Su Naiwen who was like mud on the ground, and said with words, "You are too weak, if you want to become strong, get up!"

"Do you want to also have the strength to solve your opponent alone in battle?" Then stand up!

Su Naiwen felt that he was so deprived of oxygen that he was about to faint, but the warm voice was clearly audible in his ears.

Damn it! It seems that it is not bad to be a doctor in the future....

By treating some patients, accumulating auxiliary points, learning a lot of healing techniques and abilities, keeping things intact, and achieving fame, you can also become a generation of medical saints.

This kind of life is also good, you don't have to face all kinds of alien beasts and monsters, and you don't have to pay attention to any league competitions.

Is it bad to live this life leisurely?

Not good! Very bad!

Fear in the face of an otherworldly invasion.

Powerlessness when a compatriot loses his life.

There is also the grievance when being chased and killed by a group of alien beasts.

If this was a past life, he would have chosen to live like this.

But in this world, when disaster comes, can he still be leisurely without combat ability?

Studying medicine can't save Jiuzhou, and even the people around you at a critical moment can't save yourself.

With a dizzy mind and already weak, Su Naiwen staggered up, his eyelids were unable to support them, and there was only a vague slit.

Laboriously and numbly, he raised his fist and staggered and weakly towards the warm velvet.

Looking at Su Naiwen, who was about to fall unconscious at any time, the gentle and harsh expression finally bloomed into a gentle smile that matched her soft face.

The soft cotton weak fist, the movement is not generally slow, and the strength is also pitiful.

Bang~

fell on the shoulder of Wen Velvet without any obstacles.

Su Naiwen, who was numb, was stunned, and looked up at his master's smiling face.

"Training is over."

Poof~

Before he was in a hurry to rejoice, Su Naiwen collapsed to the ground, feeling that he was even breathing very hard.

Without half the strength in his body, he couldn't move his fingers.

Su Naiwen smiled bitterly, he was really empty.

Sure enough, men have only soft shares for women.

Before all the messy things in his head flashed, Su Naiwen passed out.

"Coach, Brother Wen..."

"It's okay, collapsed." Wen Rong said, and a faint milky white light in his palm was scattered on Su Naiwen's body.

"Let him rest for a while, soon wake up, you tell him, today's training is over, tomorrow is still this point in time, continue."

Wei Wu looked at Wen Rong's departing figure and scratched his head, he didn't understand what the point of such training was.

Wei Wu's mother is an instructor of the martial arts hall, and Wei Wu learned a lot of combat skills when he was a child.

Otherwise, he would not have reached the point of dominance in junior high school just by virtue of his size, and now he would not be able to have more combat experience than many senior students.

I never knew that this would improve one's combat skills.