Thunder Martial

Cutting horizontally, cutting downwards, the light of the knife flickered.

Each knife lands on a different part, and its strength is also different. It is sometimes weak and sometimes strong, so there is not much waste.

The fat man stood up, his eyes widened in shock.

How many years have you not seen this scene?

Unexpectedly, it really enlightened him.

How long has it been?

The fat man was shocked, and it was from the heart.

Coming here, he became the most unwelcome existence. He has seen too many geniuses, some have fallen, and some have become extraordinary figures.

For example, Yao Ye, when the other party was still in the human soul state, he could dismantle one hundred and fifty per day, but the method he used was different from Zi Chen, and it took him several years to achieve this step.

But how long has Zi Chen used it?

It's only been less than a month, and although the speed is not as fast as Yao Ye's, his comprehension is far ahead of Yao Ye's.

From Fatty's point of view, even managing the car may not have the understanding of Zi Chen.

Zi Chen's figure fell to the ground, and the beast's body fell, disintegrating about one-fifth of it.

His breathing became short of breath, and he had used the knife thirty-eight times before, which was a lot of consumption.

Of those thirty-eight saber strikes, only one saber had the right amount of power, and the other thirty-seven sabers were either light or heavy.

Zi Chen is reflecting.

"Zi Chen, you can do it!"

The fat man came to Zi Chen's side and exclaimed excitedly.

"May I?"

Zichen's forehead was already covered with sweat, although it was only thirty-eight knives, the power consumed was completely beyond imagination.

"sure!"

The fat man said excitedly: "You alone can beat the crowd!"

Zi Chen laughed at himself and said, "Thirty-eight sword strikes, only one pass, do you think it's great?"

The fat man nodded again, very sure.

Zi Chen was a little speechless, but he didn't argue any more. He continued to adjust his breath, preparing for the next knife attack.

Probably after a cup of tea, Zi Chen made the second sword strike, this time absorbing the previous lesson, and made fifty sword strikes.

Then came the third time, and the fourth time, each time getting better and better.

Zichen took less than a quarter of an hour after one was disassembled, and it seemed that the speed was not as fast as normal, but this was only the first day of Zichen's comprehension, and it will only get faster and faster in the future.

The fat man turned his head and found that Di Wu, who was standing there before, had left at some point.

After a short rest, Zi Chen continued to strike, this time with a faster speed and more precise grasp of power.

After dismantling five of them in a row, Zi Chen obviously felt weak.

He directly took out the death soul stone, didn't shy away from Fatty, and just recovered.

Fatty naturally saw this, and ran over again, staring at the death soul stone in Zichen's hand.

"Zi Chen, where did you get this Death Soul Stone?"

The fat man asked excitedly: "With the current you, you can't get this kind of thing at all."

Fifteen breaths before and after, Zi Chen opened his eyes.

The power in the death soul stone continuously entered the body, recovering his consumption, faster than the external pills.

"Is this kind of thing expensive?"

Zi Chen put away the death soul stone.

The fat man glanced at his mouth and said, "What do you think? Zichen, given your current situation, you can't get the Death Soul Stone at all. Tell me, did Fairy Shanya give it to you? She is your relative, right? "

Zi Chen ignored the other party, continued to raise his breath, and disassembled a strange beast.

After mastering the entry method, the next step is proficiency, which is nothing to Zichen, and with the recovery of the death soul stone, Zichen's decomposition speed is getting faster and faster.

This day's task was completed much earlier than usual, and Zichen who went back still felt full of energy.

After returning, Zichen continued to refine the death soul stone and strengthen himself.

The next day, Zi Chen, who still woke up early, came to the operating room.

The fat man also came early, and then watched Zi Chen draw the knife.

But at this time, Zichen can use nearly a hundred swords at a time,

The progress is much greater than yesterday.

"It seems that the death soul stone is indeed extraordinary. Your progress is really fast." The fat man was amazed.

When everyone arrived, Zichen had disassembled thirty of them, which surprised those people.

Di Wu walked to the door and said, "Zichen, your task today is one hundred and ten."

Zi Chen didn't speak.

Those surprised people before all laughed again, it seems that Di Wu was determined not to let Zi Chen rest.

But after Zi Chen drew the knife, the smiles on everyone's faces froze.

In an instant, more than a hundred times of the saber were drawn, and the flickering light of the saber dazzled everyone.

Zi Chen fell to the ground and began to adjust his breath to rest.

After recovering, continue to use the knife.

He found that his recovery speed seemed to be speeding up, his stamina with the knife was also getting stronger, and even the time he stayed in the air was extended a bit.

On this day, Zi Chen completed the task. Although he also worked overtime, it was much easier than usual.

The next day, Di Wu did not continue to increase the number, and Zi Chen used this day to increase proficiency.

He made great progress every day, and everyone saw it and was shocked.

Of course, there is a price to pay for progress, and the power of the second death soul stone is exhausted.

Time passed and several days passed, and the number of Zi Chen's decomposition was also increasing.

It's just that as his proficiency increases, these are nothing to him.

Yao Ye came to Zi Chen for the second time and expressed his dissatisfaction.

Di Wu looked at Yao Ye and responded, "His current workload is already one hundred and fifty. What do you think I should do? I remember this should be your record, right? Besides, it was several years after I came here. record of."

Yao Ye said coldly: "Aren't you going to cooperate?"

Di Wu said: "Yao Ye, thanks to the blessing of a real person, your character has always been so domineering. Of course, you have also shown your due strength. But what I want to tell you is that this is Bloody Battle City and has its own rules. , Occasionally self-willedness is fine, but nonsense is not."

"This is your answer to me!" Yao Ye's eyes became more indifferent.

"This is a warning to you."

Di Wu looked up at Yao Ye, "As for the answer, in fact, you are not qualified to ask me to give you an answer."

"What did you say?" Yao Ye's eyes were already cold.

"The reason why I cooperate with you these days is because I cherish talents and intend to train Zichen. Maybe after many years, there will be another general in Death Canyon, or another candidate for the top ten!"

Di Wu waved his hand and said: "You go, I have my own arrangements for Zichen's affairs."

He has issued an eviction order.

"Di Wu, I put you in my eyes, so I came to you. I didn't expect you to be so ignorant, so don't blame me for being rude!"

Yao Ye snatched the door and left with a gloomy expression.

Zi Chen's way back to the residence was blocked by someone.

It was Wei Huo, and beside him were four fat and round men with extremely unkind eyes.

Zi Chen looked at the five people and smiled slightly.

"Boy, are you still pretending to be stupid? Tell you, this trick is useless in front of me."

Wei Huo walked forward, his pinched fingers crackling.

The other four people surrounded Zi Chen.

Zi Chen said: "You misunderstood, I mean, thank you for coming, because I have endured for a long time."

After finishing speaking, Zi Chen punched without any hesitation.

martial arts.

Even if there is no power to mobilize, the skills are still there.

The sound of bang bang kept ringing, and there was also a sound of wailing during the period.

One hit five!

Five people easily defeated!

Zichen wins!