Chapter 15 Skills and Expertise!
Uncle Wang yelled that it was not good, and everyone had to retreat in order to avoid being kicked.
It was completely unexpected that the sudden break of a rope would cause such a chain reaction.
Fang Ling hid aside, but never thought that Zhu seemed to have found the right person and rushed towards him.
People around him shouted at him to get away.
But they were so close to begin with, how could we hide them all?
You can only deflect as much as possible.
At the critical moment, Fang Ling didn't panic, let alone get nervous.
The powerful pumping of blood from his heart quickly calmed his brain down.
Don't panic when encountering a crisis, otherwise you will lose everything you can win.
It was too late to pick up the knife, and there was no time to think more. Fang Ling quickly summoned the spirit of the sickle, and a cold light shone between the blades.
At that moment, he swung the sword with great joy.
The tip of the blade pierced the pig's neck and penetrated deep into it.
With the help of this pull, Fang Ling grabbed the pig's ears and used his strong arm strength to turn the pig over.
With another pull, blood surged and spilled all over the ground.
Then he turned over and jumped far away. The pig let out a scream, ran wildly, and fell to the ground with a "boom".
Everyone was stunned by this instant change.
To be able to respond so quickly to such a dangerous situation is truly a soul master genius!
Fang Ling also seemed to be sighing, standing still without moving.
He was indeed sighing, but it was not because of the swing of the knife just now.
The plug-in has moved!
The gray panels in his eyes began to flash.
The Expertise column suddenly had two more dim, but still extremely dazzling descriptions in Fang Ling's eyes——
One: Sickle Technique Lv1 (Skill Expertise, persistent practice will make you have a pretty good foundation, and the attacks that come out in a flash of inspiration are also a bit amazing. Although this is just an introduction to Sickle Technique, it can be used by newcomers who have no foundation. Very good. You are a born warrior! )
The most important thing is the second: War Madness Lvmax (Special expertise, unable to advance, your natural War Madness essence has been activated, skill training will get twice the result with half the effort.)
"Am I a war madman?"
Fang Ling couldn't believe the evaluation from the panel.
He was such an honest person in his previous life. Even in Douluo Continent, he never liked fighting and just practiced with peace of mind.
In the past, people were killed and dismembered as a last resort.
How can this be called war madness?
Fang Ling put away his martial spirit and held it gently with his fingers.
He could feel the warmth of his palms touching each other.
Putting your hand on your chest, you can feel your heart beating extremely powerfully, and there seems to be some lingering aftertaste of being in danger.
The body is trembling.
Not fear, fear, but trembling with excitement!
The heart that had been suppressed for a long time was truly released at this moment.
This is the battle!
The swords see blood, and the battles of life and death are fought again and again!
The Battle Madness specialty will not increase the speed of his soul power cultivation, but it will maximize the growth of his fighting skills.
There are cheats for soul power growth, just kill.
Combat skills are very difficult to practice. I have been trying for a year, but now I am really getting started.
Fang Ling grinned and clenched his fists.
The route to take in the future has been chosen.
The sickle martial spirit is suitable for close combat!
He wants to be invincible in close combat.
He is invincible in close combat, but he still lacks physical skills. Only by being able to hide, charge and fight can he survive for a long time.
If it is a long-range enemy, then it will be dragged into another battle.
Fang Ling was not dazzled by the words "born war mad" on the panel.
Doubling the speed of skill cultivation only adds a guarantee for future strength.
It still requires hard work and cannot be achieved without hard work.
And this is exactly what he expected.
The future is promising!
Everyone who saw this scene was stunned.
After a while, someone started cheering and clapping excitedly.
Praise kept coming from their mouths.
“Brother, that’s awesome!”
"A true soul master genius!"
When Old Man Liu saw Fang Ling standing still, he did not cheer like everyone else, but walked over quickly.
Looking left and right at him, he said nervously:
"Xiao Fang Ling, are you injured anywhere?"
"Nothing was hurt. Thank you Grandpa Liu for caring. Let's continue killing pigs." Fang Ling came to his senses and let out a sigh of relief.
With a slight warmth in his heart, he fisted at the cheering crowd.
Then he said regretfully: "It's a pity that a lot of blood was shed, and it was all wasted."
Old Man Liu felt relieved: "As long as you are fine, pig blood is not important."
"I see you are standing here motionless. You must be tired. Why don't you go and take a rest first?" "It's okay." Fang Ling shook his head, "I am a battle soul master, so I am not so fragile. Continue."
"What a good boy, he is indeed a genius soul master!"
Old man Liu patted him on the shoulder happily and said sincerely,
"You will definitely become a big shot in the future!"
"Then I won't forget Grandpa Liu."
Fang Ling replied with a smile.
"Remember what I, a bad old man, did?" Old Liu stared, "As long as you practice well, I will hear you become a famous and powerful soul master in the future, and our time together will not be in vain!"
"Well, it's time to change the rope." Fang Ling snorted and held his thin hand.
Old Man Liu cursed: "Of course I should change it! Wait until I know which little bastard is checking the tool today! I must make him look good!"
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The next steps are very simple. Fang Ling is too weak and can't get in too many hands, which is bloodletting, blowing the pig, shaving and so on.
Because of the thrilling scene just now, even if nothing happened, he still returned to school early under Grandpa Liu's persuasion.
Of course, the meat and sewers must be brought with you.
Why not eat meat that is free, fresh, and tastes good?
Xiao Wu became a soul master and became rich.
But one gold soul coin per month is not too much.
You have to save your money to buy other things later.
It was almost dinner time when we came back.
There were not many people in the dormitory. Tang San was not there and had gone to blacksmithing, while Xiao Wu was still sleeping.
Judging from the sweet look, he might be dreaming of something sweet.
Fang Ling was a little confused, did she really have a revenge to take?
Ever since she arrived at the academy, she has never been seen practicing seriously.
Despite Tang San's urging, I only practiced for a while under his nose.
Then they couldn't hold it any longer and the two began to fight.
Tang San immediately became lazy when he wasn't around.
In addition to taking people to show off their power and enjoying the admiration of others, they just lie in bed.
Even so, her soul power cultivation continued to rise.
Tang Santian tried hard to meditate every day but could hardly catch up.
Not to mention Fang Ling.
By analogy, it's like those rich second generations who have a lot of assets to squander.
The transformed 100,000-year-old soul beast is something that no one else can envy.
But fortunately, he also has a plug-in. When he kills more people in the future, his soul power will not be a problem.
"Sister Xiaowu, it's time to get up and eat." Fang Ling lifted the box to her side and called out softly.
"Woo~!"
A familiar smell of blood drifted into her nose, and her face suddenly changed in her sleep, and she suddenly woke up at the familiar call.
She covered her nose with one hand and slapped her with disgust: "Fang Ling! You didn't take a shower first!"
"Isn't it true that this dish won't taste good when it's cold?" Fang Ling argued.
"What kind of food?" Xiao Wu snorted coldly, sniffed it, and her face became surprised.
"I'll take your name as Sister Xiaowu and go to the cafeteria to cook my own dishes, stir-fried pork sausage."
He was a little tired of the braised pork. Xiao Wu had become a soul master and the eldest sister of the college. Now he could borrow the school kitchen at will.
In order to satisfy my appetite, I cook different dishes every day.
It's a pity that there are no strange specialties.
Fang Ling took out the bowl and gave her a bowl of rice.
"I also brought back the food."
"Come here, let's eat."
He called everyone over.
"Fat intestine? Large intestine?" Xiao Wu moved her chopsticks, not daring to eat it, and her mouth twitched, "Can this thing be eaten?"
"This is good stuff! My exclusive secret recipe, Sister Xiaowu, you will know after you try it."
After a while, Xiao Wu found a sweaty figure walking in the door, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Tang San, come and try Fang Ling's new dish."
"Ah, let me try again?" Tang San's face twitched fiercely.
Facing Xiao Wu, he always wanted to lean on her and couldn't bear to refuse.
Besides, the dishes made by Fang Ling taste pretty good.
Just eat, it doesn't matter.
(End of chapter)