Chapter 233: Perfect, the nourishment of the near-god move, the Dragon Cult attacks (4K)
"It's perfect... Although I don't think Zhou Yinglin is very good, every time I see his perfect clothes, I will sigh, this is really the best marksmanship in the world."
Wei Junwu sighed with emotion.
"Zhou Yinglin had reached the level of 'Ten Needles and Hundred Threads' a year ago, and now he is even closer to 'Hundred Needles and Thousand Threads'. He fired nearly a hundred shots in an instant, and each shot was extremely fine and exquisite. It’s no less than a killer move. There are more than ten changes in one shot, and no opponent’s reaction can escape the changes.”
He looked at Xue Jing next to him and seemed to be pointing out:
"If you take him as your opponent, you must not think of competing with him in martial arts skills. Seamless clothing is the true pinnacle of human skills. As far as the field of 'skills' is concerned, there is no one better than him. I want to find him." It is impossible to find a flaw, the only way is to find a way in other aspects..."
Xue Jing didn't reply.
The indifferent silver-white vertical pupils gradually lost their color, and the pupils also changed to their original normal shape. Xue Jing turned to look at Wei Junwu and said noncommittally: "Oh? That's right."
Wei Junwu saw that he didn't agree with him very much and seemed to have other ideas. He suddenly said anxiously:
"Old Xue, you are so stubborn... I know you are very powerful, and you didn't give your best in that game just now, but Zhou Yinglin is definitely an opponent you have never encountered before. He just scored three points in a row on the court. He has not even used up his strength, so we must not underestimate him..."
Xue Jing said: "I didn't underestimate him."
With that said, he turned around and walked towards the entrance of the passage.
"But you... you underestimate me too much."
Wei Junwu was stunned for a moment when he heard Xue Jing's last words, which were light and weightless.
…
Xue Jing was walking on the way to the lounge.
His purpose in watching the battle was to get the information about Zhou Yinglin's "perfect" martial arts. Now that his purpose had been achieved, the battles between other players were irrelevant.
"The person behind Wei Junwu, the person who sent the Forgotten Giant Sword to me... could it be Senior Sister Zhu or someone related to her? Or maybe it was just some unknown big shot who was optimistic about my potential and wanted to help me. Bundle?"
Xue Jing looked thoughtful.
After thinking for a long time, he shook his head.
"This person should be kind to me, but I don't like the way he does it."
he said to himself.
Many people have had this experience. One thing, you can obviously handle it well, and it will be solved in a while. At this time, someone next to you suddenly suggests a way to solve the problem.
You could have thought of this 'method' yourself, but after the other person said it, and you solved it, it became as if you solved it because of the other person's help.
It would be fine if the other party doesn't care about such trivial matters, but if he is someone who takes credit and looks so proud as if all the credit for solving the problem lies with him, that would be really annoying.
Xue Jing did not want to be kidnapped by this kind of kindness that was not kindness.
It was as if he didn't have to forget the giant sword, and he couldn't defeat Zhou Yinglin without this 'hint'.
He opened the skill panel and glanced at [Soldier Strike] in the regular skill column.
[Sublimation conditions:
First,? ? ? ? ?
……]
The sublimation conditions that were full of question marks were still not met, but for some reason, Xue Jing always felt that this option seemed a little brighter than before, and she didn't know if it was an illusion.
After returning to the lounge all the way, Xue Jing reached out to pick up the sleeping cat on the sofa, moved it to the side, and then sat cross-legged on the sofa.
He closed his eyes, and his tyrannical mental consciousness directly returned his state of mind to the ancient well. His mind slowly sank, and he began to simulate consciousness.
In the consciousness space, endless pixel blocks began to build a simulation scene, and soon, the large arena of the super arena was completed.
Xue Jing himself appeared on the ring immediately, and with a thought in his mind, a figure with sharp eyes like an eagle slowly appeared not far in front of him.
Xue Jing looked at 'Zhou Yinglin', snapped his fingers, and added a nine-foot gun to his hand.
At Level 8 [Visualization·True], the creation of consciousness has come alive, almost possessing a true self. 'Zhou Yinglin' looked at Xue Jing in front of him, with a hint of killing intent in his sharp eyes.
The extremely high mental energy level made this murderous intention materialize in the outside world. The air shook and twisted. Xue Jing immediately felt that her exposed skin seemed to be being slowly cut by sharp wind blades, and she felt a faint pain. .
Xue Jing looked at 'Zhou Yinglin' and said softly: "Come on, do what you want to do."
As soon as he finished speaking, 'Zhou Yinglin' stepped forward without any hesitation and fired his gun like a dragon!
Like a curtain of rain, like a torrent, the Spear Shadow Waterfall rushed toward Xue Jing.
“Swish, swish, swish—!!”
The air screamed and screamed, and the countless air currents were blown away like countless big snakes dancing wildly.
Different from Zhou Yinglin who kept his hands in the ring before, the 'he' at this moment is what Xue Jing imagined, attacking with all his strength with murderous intent.
There is no way to avoid it, no way to hide, no way to stop it.
Seeing the approaching torrent of gun shadows, Xue Jing had a clear understanding in her heart.
At this time, almost any movement he made was useless. Any defensive moves, unloading moves, flick moves, and shock moves were all useless under this absolutely tight torrent blockade without any gaps.
Any counterattack will be resolved and broken at the peak of this ingenuity, like a heavenly feather cloak coming from the sky, without any gaps in it.
Xue Jing didn't have any intention of fighting back. She just stood there quietly, not even using basic luck protection. Instead, she relaxed her whole body and fully realized the coming blow.
"呲呲呲呲呲——"
In an instant, his whole body was first stabbed with countless bloody holes, then turned into a puddle of minced meat, and finally even the minced meat was pricked into smaller pieces.
The next moment, countless small pixels rotated and combined, and Xue Jing reappeared on the ring intact.
"……I see."
He touched his chin, thoughtfully.
"No wonder this martial arts academy is known as the best in the world...the difficulty is indeed extraordinary."
The moment she was hit, Xue Jing was really surprised as she experienced the subtle changes in strength and energy as each shot penetrated her body.
That is no longer complicated to describe.
Each shot has a change in luck equivalent to the level of the killing move, which is equivalent to doing a complex advanced mathematics problem.
There are hundreds of mathematical questions like this, one after another, and each has its own linkage. The answer to one question requires the reference of another question, and the answer to another question requires the reference of several other questions.
The ever-changing and extremely complex various fortunes are all in an indispensable linkage state. In the end, only when all the mathematical problems are combined can the final answer be derived.
"This kind of martial arts requires extremely terrifying qualifications..."
"It's not a physical qualification, but a spiritual qualification."
"The required luck, calculation and precision will overload the brain of an ordinary martial artist with just two shots."
Xue Jing exhaled slightly.
The seamless changes in luck were too complicated. He experienced it at a micro level at the cost of his own 'death', but he still couldn't remember even one thousandth of the change.
This is the first time he has encountered such a difficult martial art since he learned consciousness simulation.
"But... the best ingenuity in the world?"
"I'm afraid it's too early."
"It's complicated, but it's still within the conventional range. It can't be called 'exploring the ultimate in human skills'."
Xue Jing clenched his fists and muttered to himself.
In his vision and plan for his future martial arts, there is a "near-god move" that can only be achieved based on the absolute control of luck by the "true martial body".
With [True Martial Arts]'s 100% error-free and stable performance, you can resolve all personal martial arts moves.
Any martial arts in the world, or even any physical damage, once it touches his body, he will instantly analyze and understand it thoroughly, and then completely resolve it with the completely opposite luck.
Absolute defense in the true sense... This is the true number one skill in the world!
"This 'flawless' thing is right. Such a complicated luck, if I can understand it thoroughly, it can greatly fill the foundation of my 'near-god move'."
"It is worthy of being the top martial arts holder of the eternal title. The amount of martial arts knowledge contained in it is terrifying."
"Go on."
Xue Jing snapped his fingers and continued to ask "Zhou Yinglin" to come forward, shooting a torrent of spear shadows at him. In this way, Xue Jing quickly absorbed everything that was 'perfect' in an exaggerated way that Zhou Yinglin could not even imagine.
By the time he felt his head was swollen and his mental consciousness was a little unbearable, it was already two hours later.
Xue Jing exited the conscious space and rubbed her aching brain.
"This extreme way of learning at the cost of physical death is too draining on mental energy."
It is difficult to learn it seamlessly. It requires constant high-intensity calculation and memory. The pain and fear caused by 'death' are also a big burden on the spirit.
Therefore, even though [Visualization·True] has reached the high level of Lv8, the consciousness simulation still cannot last long.
However, the results are still very gratifying.
Xue Jing opened the panel and took a look.
[...Zhenwu experience value +1262]
[...Soldier attack experience value +1679]
[...Visualization·True experience value +1388]
This is the result of panel experience, which is quite good in non-actual combat situations.
The focus is still on seamless learning progress.
Xue Jing estimated that he had probably figured out one percent of the essence.
The numbers look small and slow, but they are not.
With this one percent foundation, he will become more and more flawless faster and faster, creating a snowball effect that will grow bigger and bigger.
It’s not impossible to learn it completely and seamlessly within a few days.
"You're awake."
Maomao yawned next to him, drooping his eyelids, and said as if he hadn't woken up yet.
It stood up, put its two front paws forward, arched its body and raised its buttocks, stretching like a cat.
"It seems like the game is over over there."
Xue Jing reached out to pick her up, put her on his shoulders, and said with a smile:
"Let's go back."
He picked up his phone and glanced at it, ignoring the numerous message bombardments from Xue Wan, and opened the message Ning Yuantai sent him.
[Brother Xue, I see you are resting, so I don’t dare to disturb you. I’m going back to the car first. If you want to go back, just come to the parking lot]
Xue Jing gave him an 'OK' expression, then put her phone back in her pocket, left the lounge, and walked outside the arena.
Although the game had ended for nearly half an hour at this time, the audience had not yet been evacuated, and there were still a few people lingering in the square at the entrance of the arena.
Xue Jing's arrival did not attract anyone's attention. He had already turned on the 'breath blocking' state, and his presence was no different from that of a passerby.
After walking out of the gate, Xue Jing was about to walk to the parking lot.
At this time, he suddenly stopped.
"...Teacher Wan, what's wrong?"
Xue Jing turned to look at Maomao.
In other words, looking at the front claws of the silver-white snake-killing soldiers, it made his shoulders hurt.
Maomao looked at his paws thoughtfully and said in a childish girlish voice:
"There's something weird around here."
Xue Jing paused for a moment, then said calmly: "Are you coming for us?"
"Most likely."
"The target is us, and we can make the 'Snake Killer Soldiers' get stressed..."
Xue Jing and Maomao looked at each other and said at the same time: "Dragon Sect."
"What to do?" Maomao asked.
Xue Jing glanced at the sparse crowd around him, thought for a while, and said:
"Let's change places..."
He picked up his phone and sent a message to Ning Yuantai: [Wait a while, I will take care of something. 】
Ning Yuantai responded with an emoticon in seconds. It was a Q version of a bear bowing with the subtitle "OK".
Taking back her mobile phone, Xue Jing raised her foot and stepped up. She instantly jumped up from the ground, flew dozens of meters, and jumped onto the bowl-shaped edge of the Super Arena.
The focus of his pupils fluctuated, and he looked around quickly.
Soon, far to the northwest, I saw a large park with no people around.
The next moment, no movement was seen from him, and the whole person suddenly disappeared from the spot.
As soon as he left, several figures in black robes emerged from the surrounding bunkers and looked at each other.
"Run away?"
"He can't escape, the 'spell' has been locked... The cat on his shoulder is Ning Fengwan, the branch leader of Qingcheng."
"Be careful, you have to stay alive and try not to hurt her."
"This is someone who may become the 'Madonna' in the future."
"Let's go and catch up..."
After a brief conversation, several black figures followed one of the leaders and galloped towards the northwest.
…
It was gradually getting dark, and darkness slowly filled the sky.
Yuancheng, District B9, Mengze Park.
A figure landed diagonally like a shooting star in the center of the park.
It was obviously extremely fast and menacing, but when it landed, it was almost silent. It only made a slight rustling sound when it stepped on the grass, as if it was weightless.
"Preparation time before the war..."
Xue Jing snapped his fingers.
In the shadows, countless black air currents gathered, covering his body and turning into gorgeous shadow flame armor. Even the cat on his shoulders was wearing a black flame cat armor.
Then, he took out dragon cherry seeds the size of black walnuts and threw them on the ground.
Since he didn't know how powerful the Dragon Sect's comers were, he planned to go all out.
The dragon cherry seeds took root on the ground and quickly penetrated into the soil. Then, black rhizomes emerged from the soil and soon turned into a big black tree.
The big tree extends out countless branches, and the endless silver cherry blossoms bloom on it, which is so beautiful.
This dragon cherry tree is not huge. It is similar to other trees in the park and blends into it.
Xue Jing looked at a few small black dots speeding up in the sky in the distance and said to herself:
"As usual, there must be a meeting gift."
He looked around, looking for the target, and soon his eyes lit up and he found a good stone.
…
(End of chapter)