Tang Ling has a perfect gene chain.

On the surface, the perfect gene chain brings the greatest possibility of advancement, for example, given time, Tang Ling can become a ninth-order purple moon warrior who is completely absent in this world.

The perfect gene chain also brings infinite talent possibilities to Tang Ling, perhaps far more than precision instinct, and even if there is only precision instinct, but in this world, it is only a magical talent possessed by Tang Feng, Tang Ling, and Tang Long.

What else can a perfect gene chain bring? In fact, it brings some subtle, but very important abilities.

For example, Tang Ling's wisdom! And wisdom contains too many things - memory, comprehension, spatial imagination, logic.... Wait a minute.

All this is destined to Tang Ling to be a person with high understanding, and he will not forget if he learns it.

Wind Blade, did Tang Ling forget? Of course not!

It's just that in the middle of the battle, this low-level ability of the wind attribute is a chicken rib for Tang Ling, and it is not as direct as punching the enemy.

But now, in order to clear the customs perfectly, Tang Ling had to use it.

Beating that high-ranking sergeant of the Silverwinged Clan like this was actually for the sake of experimentation.

Feel the wind with both hands!

Just like when a fist strikes quickly, the wind is the same, speed is the key, strength is also the key, and more importantly, the wind is gathered.

Tang Ling began to recall everything about the Wind Blade, and recalled every detail of the quasi-Purple Moon Warrior who had the talent of the Wind Attribute when he sent out the Wind Blade.

After running away for nearly a year and experiencing so many battles, the current Tang Ling is no longer the original Tang Ling.

In the process of repeating this memory, he was suddenly able to comprehend more things that he had not realized at the beginning.

What's more, his precise instinct has been taught by Boss Huang to become an 'eye', and he has entered the second stage, he can see the flow of energy and all subtle changes.

"So, it's not just speed..."Tang Ling concentrated all his energy, carefully observing the wind blade that was about to take shape between his hands.

"Compress, condense! Like a knife! It was just an instant, and Tang Ling saw through the greater key to the Wind Blade.

"It's just the wind, I don't have the natural ability to sense it, so I can't gather it. You can only make the Wind Blade yourself in this way. Tang Ling was figuring it out little by little.

"But if..." Tang Ling thought of a possibility, using his spiritual power to restrain the wind blade that had been formed in his palm, and then creating the wind blade again and again, compressing them together.

"Hahaha, stupid, you don't feel the wind at all. You're just, just... I learned the technique of using it, and I used my speed to create a weak wind. ”

"Hahaha, human, kill me. It doesn't matter if you kill me, it can't change the fact that you are a lowly race! "The High Sergeant of the Silverwing Clan is worthy of being a member of the Celestial Winged Clan who can understand and sense the elements.

Even if his talent corresponds to fire, he can also see Tang Ling's problem.

Since he is already doomed to failure, since he is still being pretended to be a pig and eating a tiger by this kid, and has revealed some racial secrets, then why bother to try his best to ridicule now, at least he can vent a trace of resentment in his heart.

Tang Ling ignored the taunts of the Silverwinged Clan, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and he was strictly following everything he thought of to create a wind blade that could pose a threat to the Silverwinged Clan.

Tang Ling's spiritual power is powerful, this Tang Ling has not measured it, but he also knows it.

Because without enough mental power, it is impossible to support the precise instinct, and the precise instinct will in turn temper the spiritual power.

Moreover, Tang Ling also had the anti-celestial formation that Kun gave him, which had reached the level of double.

But even so, using spiritual power to restrain the wind blade also made it very difficult for Tang Ling to support.

Tang Ling is not a specialized Spiriter, he doesn't know how to release his spiritual power, and his spiritual power has no specific 'morphology', his method is just the most primitive application, just like the special function of the previous civilization.

Keep an eye on an object, concentrate with all your attention, and then achieve some subtle effect, such as moving the object, such as changing the shape of the object.

Of course, Tang Ling's spiritual power was definitely stronger than that of the previous civilization's special functions, even if he was only concentrating his spiritual power on the wind blade, thinking about restraint.

A wind blade! Tang Ling's forehead was covered with fine sweat, and it took a full fifteen seconds.

Two Wind Blades! Tang Ling felt dizzy and swollen, and it took ten seconds.

Three Wind Blades! Tang Ling's brain was almost blank, and he had a feeling that he was about to fall, and it took ten seconds!

It can't be any more, Tang Ling has a premonition that if there is one more, it will be completely unsupportable.

He stopped his movements, used his only strength and mental power, and began to compress the wind blade.

What Tang Ling didn't expect was that under his precise instinct, he could obviously 'see' that there was still a huge distance between the wind blade and the wind blade, but he just couldn't compress it anymore, not because of strength, but because of spiritual power.

He can only go so far.

And the wind blade in his hand also had a clear form for the first time, a crescent-shaped wind blade with a slight cyan color.

"Hahahaha..."The senior sergeant of the Silverwinged Clan was still laughing wildly, "Did you use so much strength to create such a ridiculous wind blade?" Inferior races, inferior human beings..."

Tang Ling didn't say anything, and there was no need to waste any tongue on the test subject.

With a wave of his hand, Tang Ling released this wind blade.

The speed was very fast, completely exceeding the wind blade he had hit for the first time before, and it should be a normal, third-order Purple Moon Wind Attribute Wind Blade that a Purple Moon Warrior could release.

With a 'poof' sound, the wind blade used an extremely fast speed to cut into the arm muscles of the senior sergeant of the Silverwing Clan, and the speed was so fast that a finger-deep wound had appeared in an instant, but the blood had not yet gushed out.

It wasn't until half a second later that the black and silver blood that belonged to the Silverwinged Clan began to gush out wildly....

The rolled wound looked so hideous, but the silverwinged man laughed even more wildly.

"Hahaha, I can't even hurt my bones, you've failed, you've completely failed."

Tang Ling ignored the frantic clamor of the silver-winged man, instead sat down, took out the fierce beast meat and a small bag of second-level drinking water from his bosom and began to eat it.

The power of the Wind Blade should also reach the power of a third-order Purple Moon Warrior, right? At least damage to Silverwing.

The speed is up, the power is there, but is it feasible?

Not at all! Because the third-order Purple Moon Warrior with the wind attribute can effortlessly send out hundreds of such ordinary wind blades, and even have corresponding combat skills and special moves, those with better talents, and even have their own comprehension, the wind attribute stunt at the bottom of the box.

It's pretty much the same to deal with the Silverwings.

And what about their own wind blade? It is undoubtedly ridiculous, lacking the understanding and induction of the law of wind, it takes nearly a minute to create a wind blade that can only cause flesh wounds to the silver-winged clan, which is undoubtedly very ridiculous.

What's more, this enemy was also beaten into a puddle of mud by himself, with no ability to dodge at all, and his defense ability was much less when his muscles were not tense....

Wind blades are not viable! Tang Ling finished eating the beast meat in his hand, drank a lot of water, and quickly came to a conclusion.

So what to do? Talent attributes are innate, and in the absence of them, it is impossible to immediately understand and sense the wind, let alone make it strong in a short period of time, to the extent that it can fight against the Silverwing.

So at this stage, you can only give up the possibility of perfect customs clearance? Fight your way?

Tang Ling drank all the water in his hand, felt a little recovered, and threw away the skin bag casually.

He was not reconciled! He also knew that he would soon be promoted to a first-order Purple Moon Warrior, and there was no possibility that he would have time to slowly stumble among the nine layers corresponding to the Quasi-Purple Moon Warrior.

But since the Nirvana Giant Tower has a sharpening effect, clearing the ninth floor will definitely bring great benefits.

This benefit may have been obtained by others, think about it, it should be targeted grinding, otherwise you wouldn't have run away for so long, and you would have met such a monster.

If it is not directed at oneself, then what is the point of the existence of the Nirvana Giant Tower? Is it just to engage yourself in meaningless, crushing battles?

If that's the case, wouldn't it be nice to give S and S or above the evaluation of your own battles?

As for why judging others to get benefits? This is also very simple, Tang Ling is sure that the higher his strength, the greater the difficulty of the corresponding sharpening, even if his strength is not the first among this group of genius boys, it is definitely at the top level.

In other words, the difficulty of grinding faced by others will be small, and it will be relatively easy to be seen through, since they are all genius teenagers, no one is stupid, isn't it normal to get benefits?

If this is the case, how could Tang Ling be willing, because he didn't find the right way, and he couldn't be sharpened?

The Nirvana Giant Tower will not do useless work, there must be some way.

Thinking of this, Tang Ling suddenly firmly believed this, and was a little disgusted that he had just come up with the idea of fighting like this.

Tang Ling's thoughts make people have to sigh again, his wisdom! Many correct things have been deduced from the name and rules of the Great Tower of Nirvana alone.

Just like the monsters that Han Xing encountered, all of them were related to the use of swords.

Just like the fat man met, it turned out to be a zerg, which is related to his mysterious ability to control the spiritual power of animals...

Another example is Lancaster, who encounters intelligent creatures who fight each other in a manner similar to playing chess.

And Luo Li, who met the Shadow Clan, who would be immune to attacks on physical elements and become a shadow...

"So, there must be some right way." Tang Ling rested for nearly a minute, and at this time, the time to stay on the sixth and a half floors was running out.

By this time, his spiritual power had recovered more than seven layers, and at this time he still had a skill to test.

It doesn't matter if this skill fails.

"I'm going to find out!" Tang Ling stood up, slightly spread his legs, and then raised his hands in front of his chest, and a mysterious gesture was punched out by him.

**

"These old guys, are they crazy? How stubborn is it to disagree with us to interfere! Kun's expression was still angry, and he slapped his hands the counter.

At this time, he has already appeared in the mystery shop, no matter what the result of this application is, the mystery shop must be opened later, which is also what the old guys mean.

The words were, 'Now that we've started the final plan, all the warehouses will be opened.'" ’

'Although it is not permissible to interfere. But we are not completely indifferent to the crisis that followed. Rewards are distributed as early as possible, so that young people who are in need of a crisis can familiarize themselves with and apply their rewards as soon as possible. ’

", what is this?" Kun rarely burst into a foul mouth.

Ya stood beside Kun lightly and said, "Kun, this is not the decision of those old guys, cough, elders. It's that she said it to you personally, are you scolding her? ”

"Where? How dare I scold her old man? What am I just scolding myself? Turning his head, Kun was no longer angry, and his face, which was so beautiful that he couldn't distinguish between men and women, had changed to a smiling expression when he looked at Ya.

Ya pursed her lips, ignored Kun's sophistry, and said very seriously: "Since it was her decision, there is her reason." I prefer to believe that now is definitely not the best time to intervene. ”

Kun said disdainfully: "You are very obedient. Now is not the time to intervene, when is it? Do you really know the situation? That merfolk kid has gone mad. ”

"Kun, are you going to venture again—" Ya's expression became serious.

"No, how could it be? I haven't been relieved of my last punishment. Kun put on that sly smile again.

Ya didn't eat Kun's set at all, and he sighed: "You don't have to lie to me. But this time there is really no need to interfere. I can tell you the inside scoop. ”

"What?" Kun raised his eyebrows.

"The Hebrew elder told me a word before I left, and before we came, she went to the cave." Ya whispered to Kun.

When Kun heard this, his expression changed, and after being silent for a few seconds, he flicked his long sleeves and said, "Well, I know." ”

"After leaving for a while, let's see how that guy Tang Ling is. I'm worried that even if he goes to the ninth and a half floors, he won't be able to find the perfect way to deal with it. ”

As he spoke, Kun waved his hand to bring up the picture.

Ya stopped: "Forget it, let's open first." I'm going to be open for business and buy more time for these teenagers. ”

"As for Tang Ling, he shouldn't have a life-and-death crisis. Whether he can be sharpened in the first nine layers depends on his own luck. After all, he is a quasi-Purple Moon Warrior, and it is too much to ask him like this.... What's more, after clearing the ninth and a half layers, the benefits he can get have been..."

"What?!" Before Ya's words were finished, Kun's shocked voice came from his ears, could it be that Tang Ling had something wrong again?