Chapter 27: Heavy Sword
Covering the black cloth in front of his eyes over his eyes, Ling Feng once again took out the two earbuds in his pocket, stuffed them tightly into his ears, and then pressed the start button.
This was the last thing Ling Feng thought of, after abandoning the vision and hearing that he had always relied on, he would be able to use his reflex nerves to sense everything that was happening around him.
This process may be very difficult, the world of losing color and sound will make people feel frightened, however, Ling Feng did not pay attention to all this, what he wanted was such a world that was not affected by everything, although he could not fully master his reflex nerves, but he knew that he would succeed.
From the first two hours, to the next three hours, in the end, Ling Feng put almost all of his free time here, and the time in the other two rooms seemed to be getting shorter and shorter, and he himself didn't notice that after such a long period of training, his physical strength and spirit were getting better and better.
Exhaling slightly, Ling Feng knew that the first punch was already slowly approaching him, his attention was completely concentrated, to feel everything around him, even if it was a trace of air movement, he didn't let it go, at this time, in his mind, a shadow of a fist finally appeared, which seemed to be slowly attacking him.
Yes, it was slowly, in his mind, the fist that he 'saw' came slowly, Ling Feng's body was slightly on one side, he could feel that this fist, rubbing his nose, brought by the feeling of friction, there would be no mistake!
It worked!
With unremitting efforts, he finally managed to dodge the attack, and at this time, he had a feeling in his heart that he wanted to scream, wanting Lao Li, the leader, and Jin Sha to feel his excitement.
However, he had just shown a smile, and in the next second, he was hit again, and he almost didn't suffocate to death in one breath, he forgot, he was still in training, and the result of getting carried away was to be beaten!
Hurriedly stabilized his mind, recalled the feeling just now, and tried to follow that method.
Slowly, he finally mastered that every time those fists attacked him, he seemed to be able to show the shadow of that fist in his mind, and he was able to find the direction to dodge in the first place.
Untied the black strap and took out the two earbuds in his ears, Ling Feng looked at this instrument, and smiled a little helplessly, although it seemed to be quite successful today, he was able to find half of the heavy punches, and then dodge, but he knew that this was just the beginning, because this instrument, a fist, a fist attack, was only the most basic, and the numbers and speed behind made Ling Feng feel a sense of fear.
From one punch to ten punches, from five seconds to half a second in the gap, now he only punches every five seconds, and he can barely dodge, if it is ten punches every half second, you can think about it, it is estimated that he can only hold on for a few minutes and will not be able to stand it.
"It's just a process, it's like I couldn't dodge it before, but now I can."
Ling Feng comforted himself, as if he felt that in this way, he could make himself believe in himself more.
Kicked on the edge of the door, the door seemed to be afraid of his violence, and opened in an instant, and Ling Feng didn't look ahead, he walked straight to the front, as he walked, he seemed to be thinking about something, however, when he noticed that something was wrong, he raised his head and stopped his steps.
After walking for so long just now, he had been standing still, but in front of him, Lao Li had been waiting for a long time.
"You're coming for me?"
Ling Feng was slightly surprised, now he really didn't want to see Lao Li, every time he came over, it would be no good thing, either he would give himself another weight on his equipment, or he would give himself a heavier cultivation method, which would make him miserable.
"Well, I'm here to find you, I want to ask you, how do you feel about your fighting skills?"
Lao Li's harmless appearance made Ling Feng secretly slander in his heart, but on the surface, he was very excited, which was also a little difficult for him.
"It's okay, although there is not much difference, but now I can at least kill five hundred synths in the stipulated time, oh, it is a complete kill."
Not bad?
The smile on Lao Li's face froze, if the most barbaric way is okay, then, is there anything worse than this?
"Do you really think it's okay?"
“…… So-so......"
"Generally, it's very poor, in this aspect, you haven't made any progress at all, you can kill more synthetic beasts, that's because your physical strength and resistance to combat are stronger than before, so you will kill more synthetic beasts in a fixed time, and your combat skills have nothing to do with it at all!"
Lao Li hit the nail on the head and said the facts about Ling Feng's combat skills, which made Ling Feng embarrassed for a while, in fact, he also wanted to use combat skills, but those actions, when they came to his hands, always felt a little unsmooth, even if it was using something like a lightsaber, he also felt very unlucky.
"Let me ask you first, what is the difference between you and you not wearing it when you put on the heavy clothes on your body to fight?"
"The difference......"
Ling Feng carefully recalled his battle, it seemed that there was really a big difference, he didn't think much of it, but now that Lao Li said it, he thought of it.
"Wearing the weight suit, I feel that although it is a lot harder to fight, it seems that my body coordination is much better, and I don't seem to feel constrained when fighting."
Lao Li nodded with satisfaction, it seems that his idea is right, Ling Feng is not a dull person, but he seems to have a strong power all of a sudden, and he can't control it at all for a while.
"Your physical strength is very strong, but you haven't been able to control these forces well, so when you fight, those actions will become your constraints, so you subconsciously won't use it, and after you put on a weight suit, your body strength is suppressed, you are like an ordinary person, when fighting, you will naturally be handy."
After listening to Lao Li's words, Ling Feng's heart couldn't calm down for a long time, all along, he thought that he was born with a piece of rotten wood for combat skills, but now, it didn't seem to be like this.
"Is there any way to improve it? I can't fight in this suit all the time, there will be a day when I have to take it off. ”
Lao Li dragged a black broadsword from his back, this sword seems to be like the kind of broadsword made by the blacksmith a long time ago, but it doesn't have a sharp edge, it looks a little weird, and the handiwork is not very good, since there is a lightsaber, this kind of thing has long been replaced.
"This is a heavy sword, you will always take him to fight in the future, as for the fighting moves, skills, these are actually honed by yourself between life and death, not a single saying that the combat skills are the best, because what suits you is the best, you can refer to the fighting skills you have learned before, but I also hope that you can find your own way."
Lao Li gently patted Ling Feng's shoulder, sighed slightly, and seemed to have something not said, which made Ling Feng depressed for a while, this guy always talks halfway, and hangs people's appetites, fortunately, he is used to it, otherwise he really wants to break the casserole and ask to the end.
He casually wanted to pick up the black sword in his hand, but as soon as he lifted it, he immediately put it down, and the tip of the sword almost stuck directly into his instep because he didn't use good force, making him break out in a cold sweat.
The real weight of this black sword, which doesn't look good, is probably the same as the pair of shoes he wears, right? It's hard to hold such a thing, what kind of combat skills do you really have to take it to practice?
Ling Feng secretly began to suspect that this old man couldn't be fooling himself, right? It can be said that he also used various methods to allow himself to carry out various cultivations before, and now it may not be an exception.
But the previous words, he still felt very reasonable, his biggest regret is that he can't practice his fighting skills well, so that all along, he can only use the most primitive way to fight, either smash the head of the synthetic beast, or tear the head off by force, but such close is always synonymous with danger.
If he is proficient in combat, he can use other weapons and the like to do it for him.
Gently stroking the sword in front of him, Ling Feng's eyes suddenly became sharp, and then he instantly pulled out the black sword and swung it on the spot, although he felt a little difficult after only a few swings, but he knew that this might be the guy he would be the most handy in the future.
"Ling Feng, don't be scary, okay, it's good to play here with such a broken sword."
Jin Sha glared at Ling Feng angrily, they had been with each other for a year and a half, and they had been facing each other day and night, and the emotions between them seemed to be slowly starting to harmonize.
"Oh, it's the heavy sword that the old man gave me, what did you say I should use to master combat skills or something, I'm just going to see if it fits first."
"In this way, I think there is another way to improve your combat skills, of course, it is not the stupid way of just watching others practice before, in the future, we will try to fight against each other, and use combat skills to fight."
Ling Feng was slightly stunned, he naturally knew that it seemed that Jin Sha's ill-intentioned smile was actually just trying to make him grow familiar in the battle, and immediately, his mood was also very good, and the previous fatigue seemed to be swept away.
"That's a good idea, let's do it in the future, how about we try it now?"
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