Chapter 235 Xue Jing’s promise to Maomao, ten stitches and hundreds of threads, terrifying progress speed (4K)
Zhige base.
The off-road vehicle slowly stopped at the door of the villa where Xue Jing lived.
"I've been troubling you all day today, Motoyasu."
After Xue Jing got out of the car, she smiled at Ning Yuantai.
"Look at what you said, I'm only happy if I can help you. There are many people who want to help but never have the chance." Ning Yuantai waved his hands, with a bit of smugness on his face.
Xue Jing patted him on the shoulder: "Don't say that. I have seen everything you have done for me these days. I recognize you as a friend. As long as you are in need, I will also help you in the future." you."
Ning Yuantai was so moved that the macho man almost cried: "Brother Xue, thanks to your words, I have something special in my life!"
Xue Jing: "..."
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Ning Yuantai soon drove away happily, shaking his head, even swaying the car from side to side, in a way that would make the traffic policeman hypertensive, and went straight to the laboratory building to hand over the body of the snake man that Xue Jing had entrusted to him for research. Personnel testing.
Back in the villa, Xue Jing took a two-liter bottle of Coke from the refrigerator. After unscrewing the cap, she drank it all in one gulp. Her expression remained unchanged throughout the whole process, just having a normal drink. Watery.
"It's a pity that we didn't catch anyone alive this time, so we can't ask for any news about Yun Qin."
Putting the empty bottle in the trash can, Xue Jing sat on the sofa and said.
Maomao jumped onto his lap and squatted down, its furry tail swaying around, scraping Xue Jing's chin from time to time, bringing a soft touch.
She was silent for a while and sighed:
"That child has not contacted me until now. He is either imprisoned or free, or he is dead."
"I'm ready to face the worst outcome..."
Xue Jing touched her head and comforted:
"Don't worry, if she is still alive, I will definitely rescue her. If she dies, the entire Dragon Cult will be buried with her."
The platinum shimmered, Xue Jing's arms sank, and the cat turned into a human form.
Ning Fengwan blinked her long and narrow phoenix eyes, which were usually heroic but seemed a little weak at the moment. She sat on Xue Jing's lap and gently buried her head in Xue Jing's arms.
"If Yun Qin dies, then I will only have you..."
Because of her posture, a young girl's voice came from her arms, which was inexplicably soft.
Xue Jing smiled, caressed her smooth and white back, and said softly:
"I won't die and you will never be alone."
Hearing this, Ning Fengwan buried his head deeper and said as if he was dissatisfied: "Don't say such things that sound like you are raising a flag."
She stretched out her hands and hugged Xue Jing tightly.
"besides……"
"You must do what you say."
Xue Jing thought for a moment, then hesitantly answered: "Uh...is this my way of forbearance?"
Ning Fengwan's face was expressionless: "Can you please stop spoiling the atmosphere? The second dimension really is."
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In the simulation space of consciousness.
On the Super Arena stage, Xue Jing held the Forgotten Giant Sword and stood opposite Zhou Yinglin.
He raised the giant sword with one hand, as if holding a nine-foot spear. With a focused look, he and Zhou Yinglin rushed towards each other at the same time.
"咻咻咻咻——!!"
Amidst the whistling sound of air, Xue Jing's whole body was smashed into a pile of minced meat by the torrent of gun shadows.
After restoring his body, Xue Jing reappeared on the scene and thought:
"...It's not good. I can't find the feeling I had last night."
Early this morning, he woke up and immediately entered the consciousness space, wanting to continue to study in depth the idea of 'soldier attack' last night.
However, he tried many times, but could not successfully use the Forgotten Giant Sword as a carrier to successfully perform 'Seamless Clothes' or 'Sakura Full Moon' like he did last night.
It was as if the scene yesterday was just a flash of inspiration and extraordinary performance on the spot.
"Forget it, since it can't be done, it means the time has not yet come."
Xue Jing shook his head, and with a thought, the giant sword in his hand scattered into countless small pixels, and then rotated together again, turning into a nine-foot alloy gun.
After thinking for a moment, Xue Jing stepped forward, holding a gun in her right hand, turning into an afterimage, and stabbed Zhou Yinglin.
"咻咻咻咻——"
Extremely complex luck was running through her body, and Xue Jing fired six perfect shots in an instant...and then stagnated on the seventh shot, getting stuck for a moment.
This momentary flaw was keenly captured by 'Zhou Yinglin', and he immediately launched a counterattack. Xue Jing was once again overwhelmed by the torrent of gun shadows.
The seamless movement is extremely complex and changeable, requiring not only the meticulous control of the physical body, but also the mental consciousness to perform a terrifying amount of calculations.
This is purely difficult, and there are no tricks. You can only practice it repeatedly and memorize it by rote, and carve its endless changes into your physical instincts and the depths of your consciousness.
"Come again."
Xue Jing, who reappeared on the scene, continued to walk towards Zhou Yinglin.
Throughout the morning, Xue Jing kept practicing to become perfect.
Stop and rest when you feel your mental energy is dry. Continue after you feel rested.
The training intensity was ridiculously high, and the efficiency was naturally quite terrifying. By the time he felt that his mental energy was exhausted at noon and could no longer continue training, he had already made great progress.
There are five levels of seamlessness, and 'one stitch and ten threads' is considered the entry level. One shot can have more than ten changes, which is equivalent to the killing move of ordinary martial arts schools.
This level is not difficult, at least it is not difficult for Xue Jing. He was able to do it the first time he 'tested the law' and was stabbed to death by Zhou Yinglin.
According to his estimation, even an ordinary martial artist with relatively ordinary qualifications can master the technique of "one stitch and ten threads" with at most one or two months of hard training.
However, if you want to make a second shot immediately, the difficulty begins to increase exponentially.
Each shot must adapt to the changes in the previous shot and at the same time derive its own changes, to the point where it perfectly matches the previous shot, is harmonious and seamless, without any flaws.
Therefore, every additional shot taken by Tianyi Seamless is a huge improvement, and each shot is more difficult than the last.
With the qualifications of an ordinary martial artist, it may be difficult to reach the ten-gun realm of "ten needles and hundreds of threads" after practicing for a lifetime.
This is purely a hard pass on qualifications. If you can't do it, you just can't do it. Your physical strength is not that subtle, and your mental and consciousness calculation ability can't keep up. No matter how hard you practice, it's useless.
Among all the martial arts schools in the world, this is one of the most talent-hungry.
After "Ten Needles and Hundred Threads", there are "Hundred Stitches and Thousands of Threads" and "Thousands of Stitches and Thousands of Threads", and even the last and most difficult state, which so far only one person in the entire old martial arts circle has reached - seamless.
The difficulty of achieving each realm is more than a hundred or a thousand times that of the previous realm?
This is also the reason why Zhou Yinglin has reached the realm of "Ten Needles and Hundred Threads" at the age of sixteen or seventeen and is so popular.
It is generally accepted in the old martial arts circles that within ten years he is likely to reach the level of "Thousands of Needles and Tens of Thousands of Threads". Twenty or thirty years later, he may be able to regain the glory of the Spear Saint and become the second top martial artist to achieve the state of flawless martial arts.
And Xue Jing...
"咻咻咻咻咻——!!"
The nine-foot-long spear showed its cold glow, and it danced out like a dragon. It instantly poked ten holes in the alloy fist dummy in front of it, all of which were fatal points in the human body. "On the second day, I reached the state of 'Ten Needles and Hundred Threads'... the progress is pretty good, it's expected."
Xue Jing took back the spear in his hand, danced like a spear, and whispered to himself.
"But it still feels a bit slow. If we continue like this, if we want to achieve 'hundred stitches and thousands of threads', then we won't have to practice for ten days and a half, right?"
Today and tomorrow will be the rest time after the game. The day after tomorrow will start the 16-to-8 match, followed by another three days of rest, and then the quarter-finals.
And he is likely to bump into Zhou Yinglin in the first round of the quarterfinals.
In other words, at the earliest, he would fight Zhou Yinglin in five days.
"Five days is not enough. I'm afraid I won't be able to crush him in a seamless state..."
Xue Jing touched his chin.
"Forget it, we'll talk about it later, just practice first."
"Maybe... there is no need to crush the realm, there is a more pretentious way to play."
Xue Jing raised the nine-foot spear in his hand and kept stabbing it into the air. The air flow surged and turned into a big snake dancing wildly.
As he absorbs the seamless skills and knowledge like a sponge, his knowledge of martial arts and the realm of military attack also increase with the tide, and he progresses deeply.
The overall martial arts strength is also constantly rising.
Although many skills on the panel are stuck in sublimation, the speed of his progress is still overwhelming compared to other martial arts masters.
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At noon, Xue Jing was having dinner with Ning Fengwan.
What was rare today was that he did not go to the canteen at Zhige Base to eat. Instead, he prepared a lot of ingredients himself and cooked a meal in the kitchen of the villa for the first time in a long time.
Ning Fengwan was so happy to be able to eat Xue Jing's food that seemed to have been drugged. She was busy cooking and couldn't say a word.
But not long after the two started eating, the doorbell rang.
Instantly, when she heard the doorbell ringing, Ning Fengwan's heart skipped a beat and she realized something was wrong.
The white gold shimmered and she immediately transformed into cat form.
Turning around and looking, sure enough, with the words "That's so embarrassing", Ning Yuantai was stroking the back of his head and couldn't wait to walk in. He consciously went to the kitchen and took out a pair of bowls and chopsticks.
Maomao twitched the corners of his mouth, and the snake-killing soldiers ejected uncontrollably.
She looked at the table full of mountains of vegetables, but she felt no sense of security at all.
Her appetite for martial arts masters is all too clear...
"It's true what you said. I came at the wrong time. What a coincidence. It's just in time for dinner."
When Ning Yuantai came to the table, he quickly picked up a large piece of fried meatballs and swallowed it without chewing twice. Then he reached for another dish with his chopsticks. His movements were so fast that people who didn't know better thought he was pressed. Accelerator keys.
Maomao endured the murderous intention and comforted herself, thinking silently in her heart, this person is useful to A Jing... This person is useful to A Jing... This person is useful to A Jing...
Fortunately, there was no cat murder incident at Zhige base.
She could only speed up and keep cooking, but with Maomao's body, it was really inconvenient and she couldn't get over it.
He could only watch helplessly as most of the food went into Ning Yuantai's stomach.
After the meal, Ning Yuantai sat on the sofa and picked his teeth with a toothpick in his hand. Suddenly he trembled and asked in confusion: "Brother Xue, is the air conditioner on in this room?"
Why does he feel a little cold?
Xue Jing smiled when he heard this and said casually: "No, the weather has started to get colder recently. It's normal to be cold."
He picked up the cat, who was squatting on the dining table behind Ning Yuantai, in a feline hunting posture, and gently stroked her fur to soothe her restless murderous aura.
As an iron-blooded Jing, Ning Yuantai has always believed in what Xue Jing said. After hearing this, he immediately nodded in agreement: "It seems so. It seems that I will need to buy some clothes when I go back."
"By the way, Brother Xue, the poison on the snake man's corpse last night has already been revealed."
Ning Yuantai said.
This was also the purpose of coming to Xue Jing at this time.
It's just a casual meal...probably.
"Oh? What did you analyze?"
Xue Jing hugged Maomao, sat down on the sofa, and said curiously.
Ning Yuantai found that the cat in Brother Xue's arms was always looking at him. The cat's face had a very anthropomorphic expression, and it had a strange cold feeling that made him a little creepy.
Shaking his head and throwing this strange illusion behind him, Ning Yuantai said:
"Most of the components of this venom are the same as ordinary snake venom, which are toxic proteins, but about 5% of the components are 'unknown substances' without any reference."
"Currently, the laboratory is expediting experiments on the chemical properties of these ingredients... trying to make corresponding antidotes, but I guess it will be difficult."
"The abilities of the recipients of the Alien God Religion are somewhat of a nagging nature, which cannot be understood by modern science. The poison is so toxic because it basically relies on these 5% strange ingredients."
"An antidote should be impossible to make."
Xue Jing nodded and said, "That's it."
It didn't matter to him, it was just better than nothing.
When he meets that Dragon Cult member in the future, he just needs to be more careful and not get poisoned.
With the shadow flame wrapped armor covering his whole body for protection, and the cheating life-saving ability of 'elementalization', it would be difficult for him to be poisoned.
I wanted an antidote, mainly because I thought it would be worse if the people around me were accidentally exposed to this poison.
"By the way, Brother Xue, are you free today?"
Ning Yuantai suddenly winked and said to Xue Jing.
Xue Jing nodded, "I'm free, what's the matter?"
"Then let me drive you around. As a tour guide, I haven't taken you to play around in the inner ring road yet. It's a bit unjustifiable."
Ning Yuantai stood up happily.
"There's a place that might interest you."
Xue Jing glanced at the cat in her arms.
"Meow~"
The cat meowed lazily, shook its fur, stretched, jumped off Xue Jing, jumped to the sofa nearby, and lay down.
This means that he is not going.
Xue Jing thought for a while, today's practice was enough, and his mental power could not be overdrawn for consciousness simulation, so he might as well relax.
So he stood up and said with a smile: "Okay, let's go."
Ning Yuantai said happily: "Yes!"
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(End of chapter)