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There were two books in the space, and there were only two books, and nothing else. And this floor is very small, nowhere near as good as the storage space on the first floor.

"The good things that Learmons left me are these two books?" Durand, who didn't know whether to look forward to it or apprehension, took the two books out of the storage space with a thought.

One of the books is very thick, the cover is not paper or leather, but a bronze metallic texture, light and recognizable, with a line written on the cover:

Tyrant, one hundred and fifty blows!

These words are written in Sendlow language, seeing this line of words, Durand suddenly felt a suffocating depression, every stroke of the word, there is an unimaginable heavy pressure, invisible and traceless, but it seems to really condense into substance, in a trance, Durand seems to see a lonely figure in a seven-colored robe, standing with his hands in his hands, although he can't see his face clearly, but the domineering atmosphere of coldness and anger is intertwined, who is it not Learmons?

It took a lot of effort for Durand to force himself to take his eyes off the words on the bronze cover, and he gasped heavily, and his body was sticky and greasy, and he was already sweating profusely, as if he had experienced a battle.

"Tyrant Hundred and Fifty Blows......" Durand calmed down and recited the name several times, and now, even if he was sluggish, he knew that Learmons had left him a great gift. The Tyrant's one hundred and fifty, one hundred and fifty movements are definitely the same as the one he used when he fought with the giant dwarf just now!

Taking a deep breath, Durand slowly opened the heavy bronze book, turning page by page.

Every time he turned a page, a small light man condensed by seven colors of light would appear on the page, rehearsing every action in this set of "Tyrant One Hundred and Fifty Strikes" over and over again and presenting it in front of him.

In addition to this, there are dense annotations and insights, as well as Lealmons' record of how he created this set of asanas step by step!

After turning the whole book over. Durand was so excited that he was trembling all over!

Not to mention the strength of this set of asanas themselves, just looking at the annotations and explanations left by Learmons, this book is already priceless for Duland! In particular, the process of creating the Zào Energy Body recorded by Lemmons is really important for Duland's future cultivation in the Energy Body Realm!

The best Noh asana is the one that creates your own zào.

-- This is a truth that has been repeatedly tested by history.

If Learmons simply taught Durand a set of "tyrant hundred and fifty blows", then Durand practiced and practiced. In the end, he may not be able to jump out of the shadow of Learmons. But Learmons gave Durand all the process of creating the energy asana to Durand, and the enlightenment and help for Durand was too great.

According to Learmons himself in the book, this set of energy postures can not only be used to "temper energy levels", but also a set of the most sophisticated "offensive knife techniques".

"It turns out that my ancestor also used a knife!" Durand was excited.

The cultivation conditions of the tyrant's one hundred and fifty strikes are very strange, and the first cultivator must be a descendant of Lilmons. To have the bloodline of Learmons, in addition to the bloodline, the cultivator must also have the "temperament" of Learmons - that is, the combination of extreme heat and extreme cold, the interweaving of anger and coldness.

The two conditions are indispensable, otherwise it will definitely be impossible to cultivate the charm of this set of energy postures!

"Okay...... Blood...... And temperament......" Duland's face became more and more eccentric, "The requirement of having the blood of Lemons makes sense." But the temperament is something, but it's too, shouldn't it be fooling people? Why don't you give it to others to practice in the future? ”

Shaking his head, Durand didn't think about such an esoteric question for the time being, anyway, he can cultivate now, and he doesn't want to think about other issues if he can't think about them clearly.

Durand flipped through the book again, imprinting every movement of the asana in his mind.

Plus before Durand was driven by the power of Learmons. I have already performed the whole set of energy postures, and at this time, I will look at the light and shadow demonstration and text annotations, and I will immediately have a deeper understanding.

As he read and tried it over and over again, Duland's admiration for his ancestor became stronger.

The core of this set of capable postures is: to attack instead of defensive, metaphor for offense.

One hundred and fifty movements. None of them are defensive moves, all of them are advances. The first 120 actions emphasize that at the moment when the enemy attacks, see the flaws and counterattack. Also dodge your opponent's attacks. And from the 121st action, it is still a counterattack at the moment of the enemy's attack, but while avoiding the opponent's attack, the "enemy's power" is turned into "my power", and a knife is equivalent to the sum of the attacks of yourself and the enemy!

"Awesome, it's amazing!" Durand couldn't help but marvel, this kind of tactical thinking is easy to say, but how easy is it to really do it?

It's simply hard to climb to the sky!

If all the 150 knives are used, then the last knife will be extremely sublimated and burst out with huge lethality! Let the heavens and the earth lose their voices, and make all things lightless!

Seeing this, Durand couldn't help but think: "Heaven and earth are silent, and everything has no light?" But how does this effect work? Is it the explosion of energy level? Or is there some kind of rule induced? ”

Durand remembers that Nightwing said that the two major indicators to measure comprehensive strength are nothing more than energy level and rules, and the combination of the two determines a person's strength.

For example, Durand himself, the energy level is only 3o units, far less than the captain of the special record, and even the members of the special record team are not comparable, but the power of the rules attached to the trial sword is strong and comprehensive, the attack and defense are integrated, and there are also domain skills, which makes Duland's actual combat effectiveness only stronger than the captain of the special record.

can recall the effect of this set of "Tyrant One Hundred and Fifty Blows", Durand never understood whether the lethality of the last knife came from the instantaneous explosion of the energy level, or triggered some kind of rule?

After thinking about it for a long time, Durand had to put it down for a while, and after thinking about it, Durand turned his attention to another book.

Compared with the bronze book that records the "One Hundred and Fifty Blows of the Tyrant", the other book is surprisingly thin, only a few sheets of paper thick, and it is not a "book" at all in the strict sense, and it is as light as nothing in the hand. The cover of the book is very plain, there is no superfluous color, and the material looks just ordinary paper.

There are only two words written on the cover: Zero Style.

"Zero?" Durand was curious, and started to flip through it, but he was stunned to find that he couldn't open the second book anyway, and a faint seven-colored light "sealed" the book.

Durand couldn't help but frown.

It seems that he is not qualified to open this "Zero Style"?

But there must always be some explanations, such as what kind of conditions are in place to open this "Zero Style". Durand flipped through the book and studied it for a long time, but in the end he found nothing, and he couldn't help but feel a little depressed. Thinking about it, "Tyrant One Hundred and Fifty Blows" is enough for his current cultivation, maybe if he cultivates Tyrant One Hundred and Fifty to the extreme, he will be able to open this book.

Durand simply retracted the two books into space, and all the movements of the tyrant's hundred and fifty blows appeared in his mind, and then he took a deep breath and began to practice and realize one move.

Durand was so immersed in it that he even forgot that he was still on the battlefield, in the midst of chaos. Durand was oblivious to the outside world. During this period, Nightwing came once, stared at Durand's rehearsed movements for a long time, then thought about it, waved his hand to spread a large area of darkness, covering Duland's figure when he was cultivating, and then quietly left without disturbing him.

And just like that, time passed quietly.

When Durand withdrew from the cultivation state, the dark power left by the Nightwing dissipated on its own, and Durand took a few deep breaths, only to feel that every corner of his body seemed to be full of power. And the energy level is still stuck at 3o units, and it has not grown at all, which is a little strange.

"Well, I've been cultivating for a long time by accident...... Durand remembered that this battle in the Zagul Mountains was not over yet, and danger could come at any time, so he hurriedly walked out of the cultivation hideout.

Looking around, it was already night, and the huge rock condensed by Keynes was still suspended overhead, obscuring all the starlight and moonlight, but the surroundings were not dim, but under the light of a large number of "illumination" battle spells, it was as bright as day.

Everywhere in sight, the battle mages were shouting, busy with something.

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