Chapter 195 Little Cutie
“This is a good name. It not only touches on the topic but also expresses my feelings directly.”
Zheng Fan clapped his hands,
and the matter was settled.
The little sword boy was stunned for a moment. She really couldn't understand that this "boss" had given her name so casually?
When I think about myself being called like this every day for the next twenty years:
You bitch, have you eaten?
Good morning, little maid!
My dear maid, the weather is nice today.
The little sword boy is about to go berserk, but there are two ways in which a smart person goes berserk and a fool goes berserk.
I just heard the little sword boy say:
"How long have you been stuck on the eighth level?"
"Huh?"
Zheng Fan was about to take Siniang's hand. Go back and review yesterday's acupuncture skills,
Hearing what the little sword boy said, he immediately stopped and sat back on the chair again, crossed his legs, and curved the corners of his mouth,
Said:
“I think it’s been a long time, but it doesn’t seem to be too long.”
Calculated purely based on the training time, Zheng Fan can indeed be regarded as a genius, because not only Ding Hao and Li Fusheng have also confirmed that the qi and blood in his body are naturally strong, which is simply the foundation of a martial arts prodigy.
But there is no way, he is under great pressure.
You are carrying seven demon kings on your back and moving forward together. If you stay stuck in one realm for too long, you can even see the strong desire that is almost cannibalistic in the eyes of the demon kings!
It feels like an elderly landowner. When you return to the house, more than a dozen aunts and wives are staring at you.
“I can help you advance from the eighth level to the seventh level.”
“What level do you have?”
“I have no level.”
The little sword boy said it very naturally.
"Master said that I was born with a sword, and my sword intention is innate. Practicing swords is the same as practicing martial arts. Forcibly practicing martial arts before my bones have grown well or been finalized is nothing more than trying to strengthen the growth.
But although I am not a good grader, I can Look."
"The king with a strong mouth?"
"What kind of king is that?" The little sword boy frowned slightly.
The blind man silently put down his tea cup and urged: "Keep talking."
Whether Zheng Fan has advanced or not is closely related. Every time the demon kings can recover one more level of strength, they will be more calm about their future plans.
At the very least, if all demon kings are at the seventh level, based on the near-invincible strength of the demon kings at the same level, it means that Zheng Fan will have seven more masters between the sixth and seventh levels around him.
The most important thing is that some people’s special abilities can be used.
The little sword boy is most afraid of the blind man, because she seems to be able to see through most people's minds, so she does not dare to anger the blind man, and immediately said:
"Warriors and swordsmen, in fact, They have been on the same road since before the seventh grade, and the dividing line between the two is actually here
For martial artists, they must focus on the nourishment of their own blood and energy, use force to shape the body, and use energy to break barriers, so that the energy and blood can be released and contracted freely, and the energy and blood are consistent, then they can reach the seventh level.
For swordsmen, Qi and blood cultivation has been temporarily put aside at this time, focusing on consolidating one's own sword intention, using sword intention to control Qi and blood, and using Qi and blood to replenish sword intention. If the sword is accidentally released, it will Can enter the seventh level.
The two methods seem to be different, but in essence, they are the same, and they both use their own methods to achieve the release of Qi and blood. "
Zheng Fan listened and asked:
"You mean, if I want to advance quickly, why should I practice Laoshizi Sword Intent? ”
In fact, Zheng Fan quite likes the image of a swordsman. Most people have dreams of being a swordsman.
But perhaps because he was born in the Yan Kingdom, the Yan people like to use swords, especially the Yan people’s sabers, which are great weapons on the battlefield. Therefore, Zheng Shoubei slowly began to love Use the knife.
After I get used to something, I don’t like it, but I just don’t want to change it.
“No, it’s because you have him by your side!”
The little sword boy sitting on Fan Li’s shoulder pointed at the blind man.
"He has a very incredible ability to control objects."
For a time,
everyone present, except Fan Li,
all figured out the reason.
Zheng Fan reached out and rubbed his chin and said:
"What do you mean, let the blind man use his willpower to help me guide my own energy and blood, form an external release, and then advance in this tricky way?"
"Willpower? That's it. What is the name of that invisible force?" asked the little sword boy.
The blind man faced Zheng Fan and said:
"My lord, this is not advisable."
Zheng Fan nodded and said: "Yes."
Everything must be done step by step, and the energy and blood in the body are forcibly stimulated with the power of thought to achieve the effect of releasing. Although there is a high probability that the advancement can be completed, this "ripening" method often brings extremely terrible side effects.
In other words, what is the difference between this and the drug-taking King Fu?
It is even very likely that Zheng Fan will stop at the seventh level, and then all demon kings will only be able to stop at this level for the rest of their lives.
People with real foresight are not willing to do this.
“Why not? Do you still want to become a truly strong person?”
In Xiao Jiantong's view, the man named Zheng Fan in front of him has a very utilitarian mind, and it is often difficult for people with such a strong utilitarian mind to go far in their cultivation.
In this life, there is only so much time and so much energy. When you want to concentrate on one thing, you naturally have to ignore other things.
“That’s true, but I don’t like to hear it.” Zheng Fan said.
Fan Li nodded, stretched out his finger,
“Click!”
The little sword boy's brain collapsed after a flick.
“Ouch, it hurts!”
Zheng Fan ignored the sword boy and turned to the blind man:
“Li Fusheng told me that if he wanted to break the barrier, You have to cultivate your murderous aura."
Hearing this, the blind man said: "Then the Lord has killed less people these days?"
"Probably."
Actually, there is one thing that no one has said, that is, the reason why Zheng Fan kills so few is because every time he goes to the battlefield, there is a demon king guarding him.
But you have to protect him, because it is very likely that everyone will die suddenly if Zheng Fan dies.
“Let’s wait and see after we get to the Jin Kingdom. Even if the Jin people don’t rebel, aren’t there still savages?”
There are many savage settlements in the Tianduan Mountains of the Jin Kingdom.
"Okay, you continue to bask in the sun, I will go back to the house to rest."
"Okay, my lord."
Zheng Fan stood up, left the armchair, and walked into the castle , Si Niang walked back together.
As he approached the door of his room, Zheng Fan suddenly found A Ming and Liang Cheng sitting together, each holding a teacup with ice cubes next to them.
“Your Majesty.”
"My lord."
"Hey, have a drink." Zheng Fan greeted.
A Ming smiled slightly and said: "Master, let's have some drinks together?"
"No, I don't like eating blood very much."
Waiting and watching Zheng Fan enter After entering the room, Liang Cheng and A Ming silently raised their wine glasses, nodded gently, and then drank it down at the same time.
A Ming put down his wine glass, shook his head, and said:
"It can be more lively when two people eat, and the food is delicious, but it always feels weird when two people drink this."
Liang Cheng also nodded, indicating that he had the same view.
"Does this mean we can't share the same wealth?"
Before marching and fighting, the two of them lived in a tent and drank something together in the evening, and that was it.
Now that we are not fighting, we are back and have our own rooms. If we are forced to drink this together, we feel that the atmosphere has been lost.
After all, neither zombies nor vampires like to have fun, but prefer to be alone.
“You can’t let them hear this.”
Otherwise it will be used as a joke.
“A boring person will always be bored.”
A Ming stood up, picked up the ice cubes and the wine bottle, and walked slowly back to his room. However, he stopped at the door of his room.
Instinctively, I felt that something was wrong in front of my door, but I couldn't see what was wrong.
After hesitating for a moment and without any further thought, A Ming opened the door to his room.
What came into view were two sets of armor hung inside the door, and then, there was only a "buzz" sound,
The armor was pierced by an arrow,
The next moment,
pierced A Ming's chest directly.
"Hey, this armor-piercing effect is pretty good."
Xue San's voice came from the room.
A Ming bit his lip, looked at the wine bottle in his hand, took a sip, then lowered his head and looked at the liquid dripping from the wound on his chest.
Pushing aside the shield of the armor in front of him, A Ming saw Xue San playing with a crossbow in the room. The crossbow was still mainly made of wood, but it seemed to be made of special materials in key positions, and it looked a little shiny.
"Ah Ming, come and take a look, my new gadget, an improved version of the crossbow, uses crystal stones sold by Western caravans. It is a bit expensive, but it has penetrating power. It’s true that large-scale mass production is impossible. But in the future, if we get a special team to equip them, the effect will definitely be good.
Think about it, if a twenty-person assassination team gets close to the target and fires a close-range volley. Even the martial arts master had to be shot a few times A hole?"
"So, you were hiding in my room just now, waiting for me to come back to shoot me?"
"Yes, you have to find a living person to try this thing. Give it a try, and your reaction speed is already very fast. Find If you try it, the effect will be better. It penetrated two layers of fine armor, but you still couldn't escape, hehe. But when you use it in the future, you need to put some spices on the arrows and raise a few dogs to make it easier to recover the arrows. The stuff is too expensive.”
"Why didn't you tell me beforehand?"
"Nonsense, if I said it, would you agree? Are you willing to be cummed by the Lord instead of me?"
" So, you just don’t ask? "
"Yes, you won't die if you shoot an arrow. Next month, I will deduct it from my share of money and make you a new set of clothes as compensation, hehe."
"Haha."
A Ming also smiled,
Then two fangs were exposed at the corners of his mouth, and his breath began to become more and more gloomy;
“Young man, you are getting more and more naughty now.”
However, just as A Ming walked towards Xue San step by step, he suddenly stopped again.
Because Xue San silently reloaded the arrow on the crossbow. The arrowhead of this arrow exuded silver light. It was a silver arrowhead.
"..." A Ming.
Xue San held the crossbow and yawned, shaking his body happily, and the three oars under him made waves.
"Who is not a cutie?" (End of this chapter)