Chapter 192: Pick (I)
"Next."
Tang Ling in the rain is like a fighting machine.
He'll never give you a reaction time, it's as simple as a punch and a kick, and then there's the next layer of constants.
How many people has he knocked down? 10 people? Or 20 people?
21 people, to be exact! Excludes 21 members of the Raptors.
A full 21 geniuses, just like that, he punched and kicked him away?
It wasn't until just now that someone gave him an extra punch, and that was a Crescent warrior ranked 82nd in the First Reserve Battalion.
This is a crescent warrior who entered the first reserve camp with the first place last year, and he is a genius that everyone is optimistic about, and it has risen to 87th in less than a year, and some people think that he is hiding his strength, waiting for another round to break out and make his strength even higher.
But now? In front of Tang Ling, it completely became a joke.
That's right, genius, it's just a genius that made Tang Ling punch more.
Many people's faces became extremely heavy, but no one thought that Tang Ling's challenge was fake.
The strength of every punch, the speed of every kick, is absolutely crushing.
"It doesn't matter, in fact, in the first reserve battalion, there is a clear line of distinction in strength. The top 55 and the bottom 55 are not on the same level. "An elite warrior looked at Tang Ling's 'performance' and couldn't help but whisper to a warrior beside him.
I can't accept it, how can a teenager who is only 15 years old be so powerful? So, there must be a reason.
In fact, if you have not crossed that dividing line, even if you are stronger than others, it is very limited.
"How should this be understood?" The fighters next to him obviously didn't know so much.
"To put it simply, the top 55 are all people who are qualified to become Purple Moon Warriors immediately. Because their abilities have reached the standard point of impacting the Purple Moon Warriors. They're just accumulating. β
"And the next 55 people are not qualified yet. As long as they don't have this qualification, there will be a gap between them. The elite warrior seemed to know very well, and he answered very seriously.
And just a short moment after he answered, Tang Ling's voice had already echoed twice in the field: "Next." β
Yes, two more Crescent Moon Warriors were knocked out of the ring by Tang Ling.
The soldier who listened to the answer was very puzzled, and while marveling at Tang Ling's performance, he asked, "Is it so exaggerated?" I know there's a standard line to be able to storm the Purple Moon Warriors. To use an analogy, this standard line requires 3000 kg of strength, so how much do you think the difference between 2999 kg and 3000 kg is? β
This sounded very reasonable, but in exchange for the sneer of the elite warriors, once upon a time, he also thought so, and he also held the hope of impacting the Purple Moon Warriors.
But reality gave him a hard slap in the face, making him realize how huge the gap between people is.
"Do you know the limits? In fact, to attack the Purple Moon Warrior, it is necessary to reach the limit value before the lock is unlocked. There are several criteria for this limit value, which I don't know. If you don't reach the limit of potential, your strength will stay in one zone forever. β
"To borrow your analogy, 3,000 kilograms is a limit, and if you don't have this potential, your strength will never exceed 2,900 kilograms. And once you cross the limit of 3000 kilograms, then in the next few days, you will have a rapid increase, and this increase will not exceed one value, like 500 kilograms. β
"But do you calculate, how far has that widened? Yes, after the boom period, their ascension will be slower and harder. But what if some geniuses can break through the second limit? What distance is this opening up? β
"The 1st Reserve Battalion is a bit 'perverted' and, as far as I know, has broken through three limits! The bottom 55 will always be some rookies, but to get into the top 55, well, each one may be very different. The elite warrior sighed as he explained.
There is such a huge gap between geniuses and ordinary people, and those who can enter the first reserve camp can break through at least one limit.
And some geniuses don't have any bottlenecks at all, they will keep rushing, rushing... It's like Henk's.
But no one knew that Tang Ling didn't even feel the so-called limit value, as long as he ate, fought, and cultivated, he would always grow.
Because, he is the perfect gene chain.
"Next." Tang Ling was still shouting.
He didn't bother to count how many were knocked down, he just knew what his goal was?
Tired, non-existent! He just likes the taste of this pain, and his heart is like a knife, so what is the pain in his body?
In this state, he almost used the limit of what his body could bear to replenish himself with fierce beast meat, not to mention the cost.
Anyway, the battle will bring huge consumption, and he should grow in the next time, what is the digestibility? Don't worry about it.
A crescent warrior ranked 62nd has come to power.
"I should introduce myself to you, my name is Vi..."
"No need to be verbose, come on." Tang Ling directly interrupted the senior's words, he didn't have time to waste, listen to any nonsense, does it matter what his name is?
But obviously, Tang Ling's impatience annoyed the senior, and he said loudly with some resentment: "I just want to remind you to be careful, because my accumulation is enough to impact the Purple Moon Warrior." β
"I just wanted to make a splash and move up the rankings. But now I'm sorry, I'm going to use your ring. β
As soon as the senior's words fell, there was a discussion under the ring, and I have to say that among the last 55, a real quasi-Purple Moon warrior appeared, which was still surprising.
But I also have to admire this crescent warrior, who can endure and then accumulate steadily.
So, will Tang Ling's myth be ended here?
Tang Ling's expression didn't change at all, he just let out a faint 'oh', and then raised his hand: "Let's start." β
Could there be a greater insult than this? Even if you open your hole cards, are you treated so disdainfully?
This senior was extremely angry and rushed directly towards Tang Ling.
Slow, the speed is still too slow, but the power of the punch is more powerful than those before it.
What about the speed of neural reactions?
Tang Ling finally had a slight hint of fighting intent, and the precision instinct finally worked at this moment.
When the senior's fist was less than 5 centimeters away from Tang Ling, Tang Ling turned sideways slightly, and the senior's fist undoubtedly missed.
In fact, does this require an instinct of precision? Not at all! Tang Ling came up with the answer in less than half a second.
With such a speed, even with combat instinct, you can make a prediction and then avoid it.
This senior punches are too deadly, too limited to the skills of modern fighting, and he has not learned to train the so-called skills into muscle memory, so that he is not bound by the skills and only relies on the changes in the battle to make moves.
However, Tang Ling's dodge finally gave people who were used to watching Tang Ling's crushing have some fresh feelings.
"Look, Tang Ling is starting to dodge, this crescent warrior's strength should be stronger than him, otherwise it will be okay for him to directly touch it."
"No, I think it's faster than him, he's just dodging."
"I have a different opinion, have any of you seen Tang Ling's bloody iron cage station? What is his greatest ability? It's a skill similar to prediction, and he should have used it. β
"Well, the ability to predict, then this battle has something to watch. The previous ones were so boring. But in any case, it shows that this crescent warrior is very capable. But Tang Ling actually had the ability of a quasi-Purple Moon warrior in such a short period of time. β
The discussion erupted in an instant, but Tang Ling didn't seem to hear anything.
He didn't feel the so-called limit, he only knew that everything about him was growing silently, but if one day his growth encountered a bottleneck, and then broke through, would it bring any collateral benefits?
For example, ability?
Tang Ling doesn't think that precision instinct is his ability, this is innate, the so-called ability should be a manifestation of talent in his eyes, just like Anthony's thunderbolt, Worf's black silk thread....
So, don't defeat this crescent warrior too quickly, push it and see if he's capable?
Therefore, Tang Ling did not choose to attack, but in full view of everyone, he once again performed a bloody iron cage battle, which was an amazing prediction.
'Missed' 'Missed' 'Missed'.... At fifteen seconds, the senior attacked Tang Ling with a total of 27 punches and 16 kicks, and the attacks on various parts of his body were a total of 35 times.
There is no doubt that this is the speed of a quasi-Purple Moon Warrior.
However, it was useless, and it was a succession of failures, wasting strength, and all the attacks that were produced were ineffective.
Is this humiliating yourself?
This senior was completely annoyed, because only he knew how insulting this feeling was, Tang Ling was completely dodging in a small area, he didn't even move a step.
What the hell.... The senior was completely angry, he had hole cards, he wanted to keep the hole cards, and he wanted to use Tang Ling to make things go viral, so that he could rise completely.
Not only did he have to trample Tang Ling under his feet this time, but he also had to take the opportunity to challenge a certain Crescent Moon Warrior in the top thirty.
That's when the hole cards should have been used!
"Don't push me." The senior roared wildly, and the speed of his fists suddenly became faster, bringing out a trace of breaking wind.
At the same time, some onlookers already saw the problem: "Prediction? Is the ability to predict so good? Is this something else? β
This is the speech of an elite warrior, his words obviously also caused confusion among the people around him, the ability to predict is a feeling, in fact, it gives people the feeling that it depends on the play, in such a short period of time, continuous and accurate prediction? This ability...
"This ability is definitely not a prediction. Prediction requires a great deal of mental power to mobilize this feeling similar to the sixth sense, but Tang Ling's eyes and micro-expressions showed that he was not mobilizing his mental power at all. "Finally, some Purple Moon warriors began to pay attention to this battle.
This is slightly different from Tang Ling's play in the bloody iron cage battle, to be precise, in the bloody iron cage battle, Tang Ling's play is more like a prediction, this time it is like a calculation, calculating the angle and strength of the opponent's punch.... Or it is an instinct formed in long-term combat drills.
I have to say that the Purple Moon Warrior's judgment of things is higher than that of ordinary warriors.
But they couldn't have known that in the bloody iron cage battle, Tang Ling didn't dare to fully exert his precision instinct, and in the second half, he made a mistake in his performance, which gave people the illusion, in short, he would not think of an ability like a tactical calculation at this time.
As for this time, Tang Ling didn't bother to perform at all, and when he decided to give Vivian a grand send-off, he no longer hid his feelings.
Men, born in heaven and earth, either forbearance. If you can't bear it, then it must be earth-shattering and unbridled!
But his growth speed is too fast, he loves 'masochism' too much, and dances between life and death.
Therefore, now he was rightly said by the Purple Moon Warrior, he didn't use any computing power, he just relied on his long-term accumulated combat instincts.
"Tang Ling has a secret, and anyone can see this. His abilities... I also don't think it's a prejudgment. There is a mistake rate in predicting this kind of thing that consumes mental energy and relies on feelings, and he has no error rate. The other Purple Moon Warrior had been half-closing his eyes as if he had fallen asleep, but now he had opened his eyes as well.
Actually, the Underground War is supposed to be a show, right? He had such a judgment, but a performance also made him too tired.
Originally, the challenge between the Crescent Moon Warriors could not arouse any interest in him, but Tang Ling's prediction made him a little interested.
Obviously, it was Tang Ling who was in the limelight again!
Although Tang Ling was just here to see what difference was the so-called quasi-Purple Moon Warrior?
His goal had clearly been achieved, and the enraged senior had finally resorted to something a little different.
Wind? Is it the wind? But it's completely different from Andy's speed, and the speed of the whole body is naturally stronger than that of ordinary people.
Like a running Goat in the Holly Mountains.
This senior doesn't have any advantage in physical speed, and his wind comes from between his fists.
As the frequency of his punches reached a certain level, the trace of wind brought up by his fists was obviously gathering, and every time he punched, those winds became stronger.
Slowly, it swept through Tang Ling's bare skin, and began to bring some pain to Tang Ling, and slowly, the presence of these winds seemed to have changed into real objects.
"Is that it?" Tang Ling's eyes suddenly showed a hint of seriousness, and he felt that these winds had gathered to a critical point.
At this time, the instinct of precision appeared, almost unconsciously.
Such a picture was formed in Tang Ling's mind, the subtle change in the speed of the punch, when the last trace of wind did not dissipate, the next trace of wind accumulated again.
Gradually, these winds accumulate like something in flight, bringing up a storm that can cause harm to people.
Is this a talent? The so-called talent of being close to the wind, if it is not for the special sensitivity to the wind, it is impossible to feel the accumulation of wind in some subtle way.
So, can you do it yourself? Tang Ling's mind ignited a crazy thought, he wanted to imitate, although he didn't have the sensitivity to get close to the wind, but the precision instinct could calculate....
And is the precision instinct really just precision? It seems to be an ability to see through the essence, huh?
Tang Ling was too accustomed to dual-use of his brain, and while he was thinking about this problem, his precise instinct had already calculated that the wind that could cause damage to people would appear on the side of the senior's fist after 1.8 seconds.
And the direction of the attack is their own abdomen.
There are at least thirty-seven ways to dodge, and the easiest way is of course to take a sideways step, but Tang Ling didn't plan to move himself, he had another crazy idea.
He was going to feel what kind of damage the wind had built-up?
Is it the wind like winter? Those winds blowing on the face are painful feelings, and its damage is naturally due to speed, but more often than not, one by one.
This senior took advantage of the change of punches, gathered them together, and 'played' between the two punches, so what is the cumulative damage?
The instinct for precision is not yet calculating, you have to feel it for yourself!
Is the abdomen fragile? No, Tang Ling would not let any fragile places remain on his body, he tensed his abdomen and clenched his fists for the first time.
Obviously, muscles are the best line of defense for humans, and if the tense muscles can't withstand the wind blade, then the fist can also destroy it.
The wind can be broken up, but only if the force is sufficient to form a collision.
A hint of flushing appeared on the senior's face, obviously gathering these winds is also an extreme value of his ability, which can be regarded as the end of the hole cards.
He unleashed a very disguised punch, this one directly to Tang Ling's face, another kick to Tang Ling's chest, and the other punch showed a perfect arc, as if it was going to hit Tang Ling's right arm.
The three-way blockade is not impossible to avoid, but the key is that the gathered wind was released, and the direction of the attack was indeed Tang Ling's abdomen.
"Wind Blade?" A Purple Moon warrior said flatly, in fact, the innate ability of wind is very common, and the ability to control the wind and hit the wind blade is only an extremely common branch of the wind direction ability.
Obviously, this crescent warrior was still very immature, and he made a total of 76 punches before he could barely gather a wind blade.
However, at this age, it is already good to be able to achieve this level before he has been officially promoted to the Purple Moon Warrior and opened the first genetic lock and can feel nature more keenly.
"Well, Wind Blade, but the tactics are good." Another Purple Moon Warrior also commented lightly at this time.
In fact, even if the wind blade that relied on 76 punches to gather was not able to be used as a killer weapon.
If it is seen through, there are many ways to break this wind blade.
The key is to face Tang Ling, this kind of person who has a suspected alien ability, or a super natural combat instinct, let the invisible wind blade form an additional attack on him, and the tactic of forming a four-way blockade attack is correct.
Which one does Tang Ling want to avoid? Seems a bit difficult, huh? Although Tang Ling had already behaved very amazingly, in the eyes of the Purple Moon Warrior, avoiding attacks from all directions might not be something Tang Ling could do.
Can't Tang Ling do it? Of course he can do it, and there are many ways to do it in his calculations, including breaking the force with force, but he has to feel the wind blade.
Left fist dodge!
Right leg avoidance!
Right fist dodge!
Tang Ling's body twisted and swirled, and the perfect control almost made those who could see Tang Ling's movements clearly can't help but applaud.
"You can avoid it." A Purple Moon Warrior suddenly spoke.
"Actuallyβ" The senior was suddenly a little discouraged.
Because, everyone can see that Tang Ling, who has avoided the three-way attack, only needs a simple 'iron plate bridge' to completely break the four-way attack.
Is it difficult to make this action of the iron plate bridge? It is almost impossible for ordinary people to do it, but with Tang Ling's control of the body, there is no difficulty.
However, a scene that stunned everyone happened, Tang Ling turned around and directly faced the wind blade with his abdomen!
As long as you have a little combat experience, you won't choose like this, right? Tang Ling: This is...
'Brush', the wind blade flew towards Tang Ling's abdomen at an extremely fast speed, and at the same time, Tang Ling's abdomen was stretched to the limit, and the eight perfectly lined abdominal muscles were extremely powerful.
A blood streak quickly appeared, and at the same time, Tang Ling's fist smashed straight down.
The skin was cut, but it didn't hurt the muscles, and if it didn't smash the blade with its fists, it could have caused a wound about a centimeter deep.
His own defense ability is really average, not to mention compared with mutated beasts, even if compared with king beasts, he will be beaten.
This is a human disadvantage! After all, strength cannot be equated with defense.
But, in any case, the power of this wind blade is also good....
"It worked!" The senior had an extremely excited feeling at this moment, he had already forgotten his previous ambitions, and it seemed that being able to hurt Tang Ling had given him great comfort.
"He did it on purpose." Some of the Purple Moon warriors had difficulty believing this result, but they had to accept what the truth was all about.
But why risk yourself to feel the wind blade?
Tang Ling naturally didn't say any answer, he just raised his head and said to the senior with a calm expression, "It's over." β
As he spoke, Tang Ling finally launched his first attack.
A very direct punch, the speed is obviously fast to the limit that this senior can react.
Therefore, when Tang Ling's fist was about to touch this senior, he raised his fist.
'Peng', a direct collision, the senior took two steps back.
"It's coming, Tang Ling's punch is faster than before." The senior's face was pale.
But Tang Ling was very understated: "Come again." β
'Brush', the sound of breaking wind sounded, and it was another punch, this punch was faster than the previous punch, and the senior wanted to resist, but he only found out at this time that the hand where he and Tang Ling collided actually came from a sharp pain, and he could no longer clench his fist.
He could only retreat hastily.
But it didn't work, the punch hit him directly in the shoulder, as if he had been hammered down with a heavy hammer.
However, he could still insist on standing in the ring, and an even greater sense of humiliation rose in his heart, and he shouted, "You are obvious..."
Yes, you can attack me and fight me directly, why do you want to dodge? Are you toying me? Is it a show?
It's a pity that Tang Ling twisted his body and kicked the perfect side kick directly in the back of the senior, kicking him out of the ring.
In fact, this senior could insist on fighting Tang Ling a few more times, but his mind was already completely confused.
There was no reaction to Tang Ling's final side kick.
Until he landed heavily, he was still immersed in this feeling of shame, but the frustration was so obvious, is this the gap? Is there also a huge gulf between geniuses and geniuses?
"Next." Tang Ling stood in place and directly started the next challenge, he was waiting, waiting for an opponent who could form an attack with him, so that he could try the power of the wind blade.
He didn't dare to guarantee that he would be able to learn, so he had to experiment, test again and again, people would not mind becoming stronger, at least Tang Ling was very eager to be strong.
"What do you think, big brother?" At this time, the warrior who had been popularized by the so-called limit value began to ask the elite warrior beside him again.
"I... There is no view. He is indeed very powerful. The elite warrior swallowed a mouthful of saliva, what 55 in the front, 55 in the back, it seems that it is no longer an obstacle for Tang Ling.
This is simply a monster, how long has he been in the first reserve battalion? Three months, right? He has accumulated to the extent of the first limit? No, it's not just that it's accumulated to this extent, at least it's past the first period of skyrocketing power.
His speed, strength, and nervous reflexes are far stronger than that guy who can play with the wind.
In the face of absolute power, the talent is not practiced to a certain extent, it is just a joke.
"But, I think being in the top 20 is the limit for him." After thinking for a moment, the elite warrior finally said a sentence in an affirmative tone that he felt was already a very conservative judgment.
Some geniuses of the First Reserve Battalion are not only talented, but also endure loneliness, how long have they accumulated? Even if Tang Ling's talent is so outstanding that he can't do it, it's a pity that he can't compete with time, he can't cross time and complete the accumulation like an explosion at once.
"Well, the top twenty is his limit." Again, the elite warrior affirmed.
This time, the soldier next to him didn't speak, he just inexplicably felt that Tang Ling could still create a miracle?
Now, less than five minutes have passed.
Tang Ling has already reached the sixty-second ranking.
No one expected that a quasi-Purple Moon warrior would appear in the sixty-two, but this also meant that there was no suspense in the next battle.
"Next."
"Next." Tang Ling started the fast fight mode again, without any procrastination, anyway, if it can't be solved with one punch, just two punches.
At most, there were only three or five punches, and one by one, the Crescent Moon Warriors, who were known as geniuses, all fell under the ring.
**
In the wind, in the drizzle, which gradually decreases.
On Su Yao's communicator, that small picture made Su Yao and the other man very happy to watch.
"Lao Su, you and the leader grew up together, and the leader was so powerful at that time?" The man playing with the knife couldn't help but ask.
In the picture, Tang Ling's ranking has reached 57th.
It took only 8 minutes and 46 seconds.
"He? No, he was still playing with mud back then. Su Yao smiled disdainfully, that guy can't be compared to Tang Ling, Tang Ling is obviously better.
"Impossible, the gap will be so big?" The man who played with the knife did not believe that in his eyes, who was the leader? is a miracle worker, and he accomplishes nothing without surprise.
It's just, such a person, why is he... Will it fail? Why did it fail in such a tragic way?
The man who played with the knife fell silent, he had quit smoking for a long time, this hobby was too luxurious, he had been dormant for so many years, and he was very poor.
But Su Yao didn't seem to feel the mood of the man playing with the knife, he looked up and couldn't help but look at the distant barrier of hope that looked a little vague in the rain, and said in a deep voice: "The gap is big because of resources." β
"At that time, he couldn't afford to eat vegetables, he had no food, and he ate the most garbage meat until he was constipated. Otherwise, what do you think? A smile suddenly appeared on Su Yao's face.
It's really a nostalgic past, who would have thought that god-like man would howl like a ghost and a wolf when he?
"Constipation?" The face of the man playing with the knife twitched, he felt that he should not imagine such a picture, which would ruin the image of the leader, so he changed the subject: "So what? Tang Ling enjoys a lot of resources? β
"Many? Not much! Not at all worthy of his upbringing. It's just that Lao Tzu is going bankrupt. Well, he has only been cultivating since he was 15 years old, and he used fierce beast meat as a snack, which is actually not extravagant..."
"Well, not extravagant." The face of the man playing with the knife changed, but thinking of some things, Tang Ling was indeed not extravagant, and even pitiful.
So, can such resources support this kid to fight from last place to first place?
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