In the smoke, Wang Youwei also stared at Fang Cheng: "It should be said that it is fiercer than me!"

The white man Ganghan and Chen Hu looked at Fang Cheng intently. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

They were all puzzled, Fang Cheng had just broken through to the professional level, why was he so fierce?

Fang Cheng waved his hand: "I don't know ...... either"

The four of them nodded, although their doubts were not dissipated, but they did not doubt more, and it was always right to be stronger.

Fang Cheng ate the last bit of noodles, and he looked at the attribute symbol below his field of vision:

"Strength: 3.1, Agility: 1.6, Spirit: 1.3, Elemental Energy: 14.6. ”

He has always been deeply puzzled, the strength represents the strength of the martial artist, and once it increases, it represents a breakthrough in the level of strength.

However, he still did not know what the use of agility and spirit was.

This also led to the fact that he did not use Yuan Energy points indiscriminately, adding them to agility and spirit.

Until the day before yesterday...... After reaching 1.6, there seemed to be a different change, Fang Cheng waved his hand, feeling the flow of air.

It's as if there is less air resistance.

This is by no means a collateral acceleration effect due to increased strength.

Seem...... Agility has nothing to do with strength?

Fang Cheng's eyes flashed with a hint of essence, and he thought in his heart, agility didn't seem to be the power generated by the explosion of great power.

It's about better adaptability to the air, like the feeling of a fish in the water.

Moreover, in the bloody battle early the morning before yesterday, a large part of the terrifying record was due to his high agility, and before the enemy could react, he was killed by him.

Thinking of this, he didn't hesitate and tried to add a little bit to his agility.

The attribute symbol blurred for a moment, becoming: "Strength: 3.1, Agility: 1.8, Spirit: 1.3, Elemental Energy: 12.6." ”

Well?

Is this the limit?

Fang Cheng's eyes flashed with surprise, it turned out that not only strength, but even agility was the limit.

Could it be that it is also because of physical limitations?

The agility of 1.6 should be comparable to the speed of the first professional level high, but it should be more explosive and flexible than that of a normal martial artist.

For example, even if a professional-level martial artist has internal strength, if he wants to move his body in the air, he needs to borrow strength.

But he doesn't need to borrow strength, he can complete the horizontal movement in the air on his own.

It's terrifying.

Fang Cheng licked his lips:

An agility of 1.8 should be equivalent to the speed of the peak of the high stage of the professional level, and I am more agile and fast than them.

Plus the power of the early stage of the beginner pro.

The overall strength should be around the middle of the professional level, but fighting against a martial artist of the same level is not as easy as killing the Braid.

After all, they are all strength at the same level, even if the speed is fast enough, the strength is not enough, and they can't break the defensive shelf.

So, what is spirit?

Fang Cheng's eyes showed a thoughtful look, after reaching the professional level, he felt more and more that it was difficult to obtain Yuan Energy points.

Kill a pro-level brah enemy for 0.2 or 0.1 meta energy points.

This is not an online game to fight monsters and upgrade, the risk of obtaining meta energy points is too great, and you can't even give up your life in order to enhance your strength.

Forget it, the Yuan Neng point will be retained first.

Fang Cheng frowned, made a decision, and looked at the attribute symbol again: "Strength: 3.1, Agility: 1.8, Spirit: 1.3, Yuan Energy: 12.6." ”

Strength and agility have reached their limits, and the spirit is set aside for the time being.

"There's a bradle!"

A shout awakened Fang Cheng's contemplation, and he looked over, and a few green eyes appeared in the bushes, as if they were watching them.

Damon, a black man, complained, "Damn, I really don't let people get a good rest." ”

Although it is said that the Blad enemies are wise, they are not afraid of death, and even if they know that they will die, they will come to harass a wave, which is very annoying.

Fang Cheng smiled lightly, picked up the big knife and walked towards the bushes.

At the edge of the bushes, more than a dozen brad enemies jumped out of the bushes one by one, their green scales trembling, neighing, and then swarming towards the five people.

Fight!

Keep up the fight!

"Die!"

Fang Cheng shouted angrily, picked up the big knife, and the internal force flowed to the big knife, emitting a faint white light, and then he slashed down.

............

December 31, 2016.

It's winter in China, but on the island of Nebreda, it's still warm, but it's a little cooler in the warm wind.

Fang Cheng sat on the bed, flipping through a few blank sheets of paper.

The white paper has been turned over countless times, and it has been slightly blackened, but it still does not affect the viewing.

"Taijin body, this horizontal practice method is okay, and there is also a visualization map, in the past two months, my physique has strengthened a lot. ”

"However, the horizontal practice of kung fu is very fast, and the more you practice, the more obscure it becomes, and it is difficult to achieve success, which is a problem. ”

Fang Cheng squinted his eyes and glanced at the attribute symbol below his field of vision:

"Strength: 3.6, Dexterity: 1.8, Spirit: 1.3, Elemental Energy: 13.2. ”

In the past two months, as the strength has increased, the meta energy points have become more and more difficult to obtain, and killing two professional-grade bra enemies can only increase the meta energy points by 0.1 yuan.

As for the Commander-level Blah enemy, it can only increase energy points by 0.4 to 0.5 yuan.

Agility is still a bottleneck.

But what does this spiritual attribute represent?

Fang Cheng frowned and sighed.

On Hacksaw Mountain, there are fewer and fewer attacking enemies, and I heard that the front line of the Iron Guard Valley is even more intense.

I guess the next time I come back, I'll have to go to the Iron Guard Valley.

Thousands of Blah enemies, just thinking about it, Fang CD felt cold in his heart, what a terrifying and bloody battlefield it would be.

Mental attributes......

Fang Cheng condensed and added two points:

"Strength: 3.6, Agility: 1.8, Spirit: 1.5, Elemental Energy: 11.2. ”

The heart is like a blade.

The heart is like ice.

At this moment, Fang Cheng only felt that he was standing in the vast universe, but he was not bewitched by a trace of bewitchment, and he was not stained with a trace of dust.

All at once the heart was purified.

Seeing the nature of the heart, pointing directly to his heart, Fang Cheng's eyes unconsciously shed tears.

There was a great emotion and anger that filled his heart, and the more he discovered the meaning of his existence.

It's guarding.

It's the defense.

Let the family not suffer from hunger and cold, let the family not be burdened by the hardships of the world, and let the family live safely and happily.

It seems to be even more extreme.

It is as if when building a building, instead of adding floors, the area of the foundation is expanded.

Ten seconds passed.

Fang Cheng suddenly looked at the mechanical watch at the head of the bed.

It's only been a while!?

Fang Cheng's eyes showed a look of surprise, he thought it had been several hours.

Kindness?

Nothing seems to have changed?

Fang Cheng frowned and pondered, the increase in spirit didn't seem to have any effect on his strength at all?

It's nothing more than a stronger ability to resist blows, a stronger mind, and a clearer sense of the life you want.

Fang Cheng shook his head, a little regretful, it seemed that these two yuan energy points were wasted.

"Dacheng! It's time to go, what are you still rubbing around in the room, the plane will take off in half an hour!"

The voice of a black man sounded outside the door.

Fang Cheng smiled slightly, got out of bed, looked around the room where he had lived for four months, and was stunned for a while, his heart was full of emotion.

I'll be back.

But until then, I'm going home.

Go home!

Fang Cheng only felt as if the cells, muscles, and blood all over his body were cheering happily.

He opened the iron door, looked at the black man Damon outside the door, and said with a smile:

"Let's go, go home. ”