024 Wu Hook Frost Xueming

New York, Sacred Heart Retreat.

There was silence in the martial arts hall, and the occasional sound of swords intersecting pierced the silence of the night sky.

Two hours passed quickly, and the students in the field had changed four times. There were two people lying in the corner of the martial arts hall, already in a coma, this is the unlucky guy who was unfortunately hit by the key point in the sparring session.

Several people in the field have gone crazy in sparring. Both sides were red-eyed, as if there was an enemy standing in front of them, and they kept waving their weapons at their opponents.

Specks of blood could be seen everywhere on the ground, and several students were injured and crumbling in their arms, still clenching their teeth with red eyes, ready to pounce on them and bite a piece of flesh at any time. The lights reflected the fighting people, and the shadows fell on the surrounding walls, and the scene was full of murderous aura, like a huge Colosseum, and like the Shura battlefield.

Kneeling at the coffee table, he experienced war when he was young, and he also traveled all the way from the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, and he was accustomed to fierce fighting, but the solemnity in his eyes also exposed his inner unrest.

Daredevil and the students next to him were dumbfounded, and the fierce fighting in the field was beyond their imagination, overflowing with murderous energy, stimulating the hairs on their bodies to stand up.

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In the high-intensity battle, Matthew's original majestic internal breath was also evaporated, like a weak little snake, trembling in the cold winter. The God of War armament was also hit countless times in the fierce battle, and all the vitality was used to maintain the long knife in his hand, giving up repairing the battle suit on his body. Blood streaks appeared on the otherwise indestructible body.

Matthew's martial arts are like an iron block being forged in continuous combat training, and the dregs are gradually quenched, leaving behind the essence of thousands of tempers. The pace of the attack is getting slower and slower, and the attack is slashed vertically, but each attack goes straight to the point, and the efficiency of the attack is good.

The knife was gorgeous, and the long knife was in Matthew's hand, and he had a life of his own in a trance. Like a gorgeous waltz, it gradually formed its own rhythm, playing gorgeous and smooth combos.

The long knife was invincible, and the five people who were already exhausted finally found it difficult to hold on, and they collapsed at the touch of a button, and took off under the huge force. Matthew, who had achieved the supergod killing, was getting higher and higher, and the battle intent in his chest was burning, and he roared, come again!

The next wave of students next to him wielded their weapons and grabbed them, they were the seed students from the State of Mexico, who were trained under the Holy Elder, the Hunting Spear.

The five students who had been replaced sat cross-legged around, staring intently after a little breathing. There was only one student named Tang, whose eyes were closed, and his body was like dead wood sprouting in the spring. Feeling the change in qi, he turned around. There are also two people around who are also practicing with their eyes closed, both of whom broke through in the fierce battle today.

Matthew's body was crumbling, his mind was highly concentrated, and he tried his best to search for the last possible trace of strength from the deepest part of his body, everywhere possible. The body's internal breath has dried up, and it refuses to fall down purely by physical strength and will.

Matthew entered a state of thoughtlessness, and there was nothing else in his eyes except for the long knife in his hand. It was like a volcano full of anger in his body, and something was ready to climb out, but he didn't have a chance to erupt, and he wanted to tear his chest open.

Feeling Matthew's momentum rising higher and more in urgent need of catharsis, the stick suddenly ejected, and a little stick glittered at the top of the short stick in his hand. For example, when the head stick is drunk, the stick will be stimulated, and the qi machine is inducted, and the momentum that has been accumulated in Matthew's chest for a long time has a way to vent, and he rushes into it with the long knife in his hand.

A pale golden edge quickly flashed on the long knife, and it was extremely dazzling in the light. The stick flew back upside down and knelt down on the blanket beside the coffee table again. The long knife cut a golden arc of light in the air, and the weapon held by the trainee fell to the ground in two.

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The qi that had been stored for a long time was released, and Matthew couldn't help but let out a long howl. The body no longer had the slightest strength, and suddenly fell to the ground.

Daredevil stepped forward quickly and held Matthew on the ground. He was dressed in a special jacket vest with 12 electrodes on the front and back of the jacket, corresponding to the human body's acupoints. Press the power switch, and a huge amount of energy rushes into the body with the current.

Matthew's body trembled, an instinctive reaction of his body under the high-voltage current. The electric mangs entered the body, and under the action of the Northern Shengong, they were circulated by the Great Zhou Tian and turned into internal breath. Enter an unknowable place, spit it out, and transport it to the whole body and the Ares armament.

The body is like a dry desert, frantically absorbing energy. Moistened by a large amount of energy, the super cells absorb a large amount of energy, gradually become fuller, and transform the surrounding ordinary cells into the same existence as themselves.

Electricity and internal breath travel through the body, generating a huge amount of heat. Like a fiery furnace, the closed pores are locked in the body, and the skin is as red as fire. A small amount of energy escapes from the pores, turning into a white mist that fills the body. In the white mist, Matthew closed his eyes tightly, and his muscles kept beating, extremely terrifying, like a god and demon.

Fierce confrontation, consuming a huge amount of oxygen. In order to ensure the supply of oxygen and energy, the first thing the body to transform is the circulatory system, and the heart has been completely transformed, and a pale golden heart beats violently in the chest. The heart beats so vigorously that it rumbles like a drum.

After the blood is pumped out of the heart, it takes on a pale golden glow, like the water of the Milky Way, and the vast soup rushes in the blood vessels, and along the dense capillary network throughout the body, moisturizing the cells around the body.

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A huge influx of energy poured in, and the soul shuddered, like a storm in the sea, tossed in the waves. Matthew focused his attention as much as he could, and his mind was like a lighthouse, eternal and immortal.

I don't know how long it took, dripping ...... Drip...... Drip...... In his heart, the martial soul trembled, and the sound of prompts was endless.

Matthew came to his senses. The body is like a water-soaked sponge that absorbs enough energy.

As soon as his mind moved, he silently recited a martial spirit, and a little light appeared in front of him and quickly enlarged, turning into a translucent data frame, floating in the air with a faint sense of light.

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Name: Matthew Williams

Race: Terran

Exercises:

Inner Breath Technique-Northern Spiritual Skill: The second level

Body Technique - Light Body Technique (95%)

External Strength - Vajra is not bad Divine Skill: the first weight

Combat - Fighting (100%)

Tips: Please increase the level of the Northern Spiritual Skill to activate more functions of the Martial Soul.

Tip: Explore more ways to use it on your own.

Hint: Martial arts practice is complete, and advanced martial arts are issued.

Tips: According to the host's situation, distribute the exercise "Dugu Nine Styles"

Tip: Successful issuance, please explore more on your own.

A stream of thought was transmitted, and a new exercise "Dugu Nine Styles" came to Matthew's mind.

The same as the Dugu Nine Swords in the memory of the previous life, the exercises include all the martial arts moves, swords, guns, swords, halberds, hooks, whips, hammers, eighteen classes of martial arts, all kinds of changes, there are thousands of changes.

"Dugu Nine Styles" is broad and profound, and there are many people in this place, and it is not convenient to carefully figure it out for a while.

Matthew opened his eyes, and there was lightning shining in his eyes, streaking across the sky. Daredevil, who was secretly watching next to him, was terrified.

The broken God of War armament has been restored to its original state, and under the nourishment of pure war intent, it has grown slightly, and it has become more willing, and it is more tenacious and strong.

As soon as his mind moved, a pale golden edge quickly appeared on the long knife, which was extremely dazzling under the light.

The inner breath surged, and the long knife swung forward violently, and the sword was like an arrow off the string, turning into a pale golden crescent moon that flew forward at a rapid speed, hitting the weapon rack in the distance. The weapon rack collapsed with a bang, and the rack was like a laser cut, leaving only a smooth cut.

Matthew checked the loss of the internal breath, and the sword was condensed but not emitted, and the loss was very small, which was roughly equivalent to the absorption of free energy in the air by the Northern Shengong. The longer the gas is stored, the stronger the knife qi is, and the greater the power.

The sword was sharp, and the stick who witnessed all this was secretly frightened in his heart, and sighed that he was worthy of being that man's disciple.

This weapon rack looks inconspicuous and inconspicuous, but it is actually made of the same material as the sword used for practice, made of century-old ironwood. Ordinary swords are cut up, leaving at most a gap.