Chapter Eighty-Eight: Poor Simba
At this time, the consciousness body recovered, and Wang Chong did not objectively experience the so-called resistance improvement, but according to the data, this method should be useful, and the next second of intense mental stimulation hit. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
He can be regarded as very patient, even if it is just a little memory, it still burns him painfully, and the entire consciousness body is as dry as if lacking moisture to the extreme, and his whole body spasms, and it took more than ten minutes to ease up under the harmony of the Destiny Stone.
This is elemental damage, not only on the body, that is, the fate stone, if it were replaced by another consciousness body, even the soul would have been burned to slag.
Simba also came back to his strength after suffering for a while, and patted his chest with palpitations: "It's terrible, it's terrible! Wang Chong, have you taken the wrong path? Don't make this kind of mistake again!"
"No, I'm honing my flame resistance. Wang Zhong took a deep breath, his consciousness took off again, he had to persevere, the more he thought about it, the stronger the pain became, he simply gritted his teeth, he gritted his teeth like this when he was a child, and this pain was nothing.
"Temper Flame Resistance?" Xingba followed passively, his mind not turning a corner: "What do you mean?"
The fifth-dimensional world unfolded in Wang Chong's consciousness again, and he could clearly feel that his sensitivity to the fire element was a little clearer than just now, which strengthened Wang Chong's confidence even more, this method should be easy to use!
Wang Chong quickly discovered the place just now, I don't know if it was because he had been there once just now, and the feeling of the flames was so clear.
Consciousness pulled, Simba suddenly had a bad premonition: "Wang Chong, big brother, uncle, where are you going?!"
Before he finished asking, his body had already been pulled by Wang Chong, and in front of him was a milky white marshmallow-like world, as if there was still a flame creature with a magical form in the distance, this was just a momentary reaction, and in the next second, Wang Zheng and Simba were overwhelmed by the strong flame power, and there was no scum left.
This time the damage to the soul was even greater, and after the consciousness body recovered, the dryness and spasmodic convulsions of the body lasted for more than an hour, and the burning sensation that came from the depths of the soul and from every cell of the body was far from being comparable to the pain of ordinary burns.
But there are also harvests, every time I recover after squeezing the cells of my body dry, I can clearly feel that my sensitivity to the fire element is stronger.
The secret method of the ability of the dark age, to put it bluntly, has no technical content, it is to constantly challenge the limit of bearing and survive, put it to death and then live, every time it is experienced, it is nine deaths and a life, months of preparation and months of recovery, but the king of the fate stone is undoubtedly more excessive, that is directly to the body 'martyrdom'.
However, Wang Chong also realized that even if there was a Destiny Stone, his recovery would be slower and slower, and it was obvious that this method should also be paid attention to.
"I refuse!" Simba screamed in fear, "I don't want to come back for a third time!"
"Okay, this time let's change to a gentler place, I can't resist it. "Wang Chong has already re-searched for a destination.
Compared to the previous one, the coordinates of the fire element this time were obviously much weaker, he wanted to feel it carefully, and did not choose the existence of dimensional creatures, it was in the depths of the belly of a volcano, Wang Zhong and Simba landed, standing on a raised rock, surrounded by churning and bubbling magma.
The temperature rose suddenly, the moisture in the body was quickly pumped out, Simba only had time to open his mouth, his throat was already unable to make a sound, and his whole body was scorched into a ball by the high temperature, but Wang Zhong barely held on.
The fire element in the cells of his body obviously made a counterattack gesture when facing this level of temperature, and a thin layer of fire energy was wrapped around the surface of his body, competing with the high temperature around him.
This insistence obviously prolonged the pain, his body felt very hot, the rock under his feet was so hot that it almost stuck to the skin of his feet, his lips began to dry and crack in an instant, and the water loss from his body was still very fast, and his internal organs and abdomen were so hot that they almost seemed to be ignited.
After about ten seconds of this, Wang Chong completely became a fire man, and the microwave fire ability did not help him completely resist the invasion of the high temperature of the magma, and the difference from being instantly evaporated before was that he experienced the process of being slowly burned to death in more detail......
When he recovered from the space again, Wang Chong couldn't help but scold himself, this taste was too uncomfortable, instant death was bearable, this kind of chronic torment was enough once.
Two different degrees of experience, get a lot of useful information, beyond their own ability level too much tempering, the effect may not be as good as the low-level meticulous tempering, I feel that in the end, every cell in the body is trained by the flame more thoroughly, and every trace of potential after extreme squeezing has been completely volatilized, but, even with Wang Chong's endurance, I definitely don't want to come once, or that flame supreme body is better, although the effect is almost good, but at least it will minimize the pain.
Wang Chong stood up again, and then Simba flew over with a sad face, hugging Wang Chong's thigh: "Wang Chong, have mercy on me, this kind of training is too painful, I think we need to change the training method! Or, if you want to go and I don't go, it's okay! I don't have any special abilities, so I don't need to temper it!"
"Is there such a way?" asked Wang Zhong very seriously.
"Woo ......" Simba made a bitter face, it and Wang Chong are now one, attached to Wang Chong's consciousness, they can't be separated at all, where Wang Chong goes, it can only go.
"If you have to endure hardships, you will become a master!" said Wang Zhong in a serious voice, and he decided to visit the Flame Supreme Body.
Without waiting for Simba's objection, the traction has begun.
Simba despaired: "I'm not human, and I don't want to be human! Damn, what's the matter!
Wang Chong still ignored Simba's struggle, but unfortunately he didn't see anything this time, before Wang Chong and Simba had just come to open their eyes, they just felt the white heat from their eyelids, and their bodies had been evaporated.
This recovery time was extremely long, more than two hours, the cramps of the body and the dry itching and burning pain after the lack of moisture, the two guys, one big and one small, were directly put on the ground, until the painful perception gradually disappeared, and they did not ease up.
Simba was lying on the ground, and he only had the breath out and no breath in, and even Wang Chong felt a little unbearable.
The ability cultivation of the Dark Ages is too violent, and although he has the help of the Destiny Stone to minimize the danger, but at the same time, the pain he endures may be even more terrifying, after all, even if he is a madman in the Dark Age, it will take months of preparation and months of recovery to come to such a time, and absolutely no one can try this level of flame like him, not to mention being burned to death four times in a row in one day.
"King~~ heavy ......" Simba's voice was trembling: "If you want to go in again, we will have no love!"
Wang Chong was also panting, four rounds, the feeling of being old: "Let's stop here today, I can't stand it, this is simply not a human thing." ”
"Really?" Simba was overjoyed and teary-eyed.
Wang Chong's guy actually has a time to complain, which is enough to show how painful this is, but this bitter cry is too timely and heartwarming, but Wang Chong's next sentence made Simba's dream burst: "Continue tomorrow!"
Simba was stunned for three seconds, and his exhausted body burst out with incredible strength, screaming, "Ahhh~~~~~~~~~~~h
At this time, Emiliel was participating in the selection of the family, and Emiliel was mixed in with more than a hundred trainees from the Assasin family, and the eyes around her were cold, most of the trainees were from the branches of the Assasin family, as well as orphans collected from all over the world, and some were even selected from the wanderers.
Once you join Assasin's Assassin draft, there is no identity, no name, and only one way to live.
The eyes around are as wary and murderous as knives, everyone knows that there are not many people who can come out alive in the end, and the people here are all competitors to put it bluntly.
Emiliel understood, but was not fully accustomed to the atmosphere, which was why she liked Tianjing, where it was cold and machine-like, until she saw a familiar gaze in the crowd, it was his cousin Russell, number 67.
Russell smiled slightly, nodded, just a slight movement but gave Emiliel great comfort and warmth, finally there is an acquaintance, Russell is in the Assasin family except for Ma Dong, and Emiliel has the best relationship, two years older, and also takes care of this cousin.
The atmosphere of the whole selection training was a bit gloomy, but obviously the people here were very used to it, and the family members in charge of the training were wearing Sen Han's black iron masks and holding iron whips in their hands, and they would not spare their physical strength for unqualified movements.
Emilyel in the first project, the most basic Assasin family footwork combat skills, Shadow Step!
This is Emilyel's footwork that she has mastered since she was ten years old, and her footwork of the Fire Dance Lotus Flower is born from the shadow step.
This Emilyel's very proud pace made her not happy at all, because the people here are "faster, more accurate, and more ruthless" than her, and they have all made changes, and they are not as rigid as her, everyone has unique characteristics and understanding, and Cousin Russell is the best among them.
Emilyel's competitiveness was also stimulated, I have to say, she is very good at observing and learning, especially what she has been exposed to since she was a child, the cold environment and competition in the outside world did not overwhelm Emilid, after all, she grew up here, and Russell's existence has become a little warmth in the cold environment, making Emiliel stronger, the two have no communication, and they can't communicate, but sometimes a look, a smile is enough.
Poison, traps, tracking, and a knockout match every three days, Emiliel herself eliminated the two of them with her own hands, and in this cruel competition, Emiliel was indeed mentally prepared, as a member of Assasin, she was not so vulnerable.
(Friends, have a great weekend, I drank a can of beer yesterday, and as a result, I had n dreams and headaches at night...... (To be continued.) )