Back at home, Tortureblade found a small notebook on the table as he cleaned up the house.

Carefully picked up the notebook and slowly opened it, only to find out that this was the "skill" that Farni sent to herself

"Breaking the Pole Combo: Only those who have extremely fast slashing speed can master it. Under the extreme familiarity with the weapon, break through the limit of the soul statue and enter the "Broken Extreme State". Perform two consecutive slashes at the instant of a single slash. Entering the Broken State consumes 1000% of the Psionic Energy extraordinarily. ”

After the introduction, it's the principle of this skill.

"Concentrate your breath, concentrate your spiritual power to a high degree, and use your soul and body to urge the blade at the same time..."

Tortureblade whispered, his mind analyzing every word, even every word.

After reading the method five times, Torture Blade said with some surprise, "The so-called skill turns out to be the method of urging the soul and the soul image. I didn't expect psionic energy to be used like this. After activating the soul image, you can also use this method to urge the body, which is really good. ”

As he spoke, he activated the Spiritual Sense. Holding the small book in both hands, he looked at it seriously. Then the words on the small book seemed to come alive, turning into tiny rays of light that shot into the eyes of the torture blade.

The light shone in, and Tortureblade felt something suddenly in his head.

"It's so convenient." Tortureblade grunted, unleashing the serrated machete in his hand.

Walk out of the room and come to the driving range on the west side of the house. Torture Blade held the knife in one hand, and his spirit gradually converged and gathered. Then follow the method in the book to manipulate the operation of the body's psionic energy.

Swish!

Torture Blade only felt that his eyes were dark, and waved his arm slightly, and Torture Blade clearly saw that behind his arm was a phantom of a **** arm.

Then he raised his hand and slammed it at the steel block.

Click! Click! Two subtle voices rang out.

The steel split in two, and Torture Blade looked down at the cross-section of Guanghua, and then felt a little tired in his left arm.

"I see, this second slash is not a slash of the soul image, but a slash of the body. The Breaking State is to make the flesh move at high speed at the moment of attack, and perform an additional slash through the soul statue. In this way, it is possible to attack twice, but it will have a large load on the body. Besides..."

Torture Blade looked down at the psionic energy gauge of his spiritual sense, and now his psionic energy was rapidly draining like flowing water.

"1000% psionic energy consumption is a bit costly."

After learning a little about this skill, the Torture Blade Lifting Spirit Guard stretched his body. It was evident that the left arm was somewhat tired.

"Physically, you still need exercise." As he spoke, Tortureblade picked up the machete and practiced swinging the knife at night.

Time passes slowly.

For the next period of time, a shadow was cast over the entire Apocalypse City. There is a huge threat of unknown betrayers, which makes everyone nervous.

At the same time, the examination of the Seven Killings Division and the graduation examination of the Apocalypse Dragon Riding Academy are also in full swing. Graduating students are desperate to find a strong partner. Because the students all knew more or less about this competition, all the students were grinding their fists and clapping their hands, ready to make a splash and pave a good future for themselves.

Ten days have passed since the incident of the Seven Killing Division, and Torture Blade has not gone to school again, practicing and improving his skills while repairing his body.

Ten days is enough for the bones of the torture blade to fully recover.

These ten days have been peaceful, and no one is looking for trouble with the torture blade. Tortureblade immerses himself in training every day while learning what he needs through the Internet.

Two days before the start of the game, Yuelan once again climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard of the Torture Blade.

At this time, Torture Blade was sitting on the steps, eating barbecue and looking at the tablet in his hand.

"What are you looking at?" Yue Lan walked over and asked curiously.

The torture blade didn't raise his head and said, "Theory of War Strategy"

Hearing this, Yue Lan nodded and said, "Battle strategy? This book is good, I read it a few times when I was young. Among them, the conventional operation method of Lingjian, as well as the detailed explanation of the structure of Lingjian, simple transformation and other knowledge are very delicately described. ”

Quack, Quack, Quack,

Torture Blade watched as he snibbled the bones into pieces with his sharp and powerful teeth, swallowing them along with the flesh.

Listening to the sound of the torture blade chewing bones, the corners of Yuelan's eyes twitched slightly and asked, "Can your stomach digest cow thigh bones?" ”

Putting away the computer, Torture Blade licked the oil on his fingers, "You have to chew it very hard so that you can absorb the calcium in your bones." ”

"What a monster." Yue Lan muttered, and then said with a straight face, "The game will start in two days, and the south gate of Apocalypse City is the starting point." Tomorrow there will be a final pre-match audit, which will require you to be present in person. ”

Torture Blade nodded calmly, indicating that he knew, and then asked, "Where are you going tomorrow?" Do I need to come with you? ”

"I'll be waiting for you at your door tomorrow morning at half past eight."

"Yes." Tortureblade nodded, regained silence, and strolled into the practice range.

The recruitment of the Seven Kills Division once a year was originally a big deal, but this time it was mixed with the graduation test of the Apocalypse Dragoon Academy, and it became a very influential thing.

The entire Apocalypse City gradually boiled over this matter. Bookmakers hype up each team's odds this time. The patrol officers of the Seven Killings Division in the city have more than doubled significantly to prevent some unnecessary clashes before the game.

The Expeditionary Department of the Broken Military Division has been in operation for six days to ensure that there will be no "accidents" during the entire competition. The students in the academy are hotly discussing who the number one of the year is.

The people of the Seven Killings Division were also laughing and discussing the quality of the newcomers this time.

Although the unknown betrayer cast a heavy shadow over Apocalypse City. But the enthusiasm for the event gradually overshadowed it. Apocalypse City, gradually boiling.

The Great War is about to begin, and Tortureblade is beginning to make some necessary preparations for his future hunt.

"There's 10,000 Ally Left in the Alliance Coins I gave me last time. The next thing to do is to procure something. Torture Blade put on his accustomed linen clothes, picked up his bank card and walked out of the house.

"Three hundred kilometers, not too far. With my current energy consumption, seven days of food is enough. After the food, you also need to buy some accessories for the spirit to stock up. Torture Blade calculated in his heart, and walked silently in the crowd.

"Boss, the beef leg will cost twenty." Walking into a butcher's shop, Torture Blade pointed to the corbel on the counter.

The owner of this butcher shop is a middle-aged man in his forties.

"Okay, little brother." This butcher shop has been patronized by Torture Blade, and the two are somewhat familiar.

The shop is very affordable, a big cow leg is four catties, and it only costs 30 yuan.

The shopkeeper asked with a smile as he helped Torture Blade pack the bag, "What?" Do you want to go far away? ”

Tortureblade nodded, took the bag and said, "Go out hunting." As he spoke, he pointed to the pork belly on the counter and said, "This, bring me ten catties." ”

The shopkeeper nodded with a smile, skillfully cut off the red and white meat, and said while weighing, "It's not good to go out hunting at this time, today's Seven Killing Division Conference is about to start, and you will miss a grand event." ”

Tortureblade looked up at the TV in the store, reporting on the tournament.

The shopkeeper continued, "There are more than 200 teams today, which team are you optimistic about, little brother?" I'm more optimistic about Sam Baruca of the Baruca family. For the five people, there are two Jin Lingjian. ”

Tortureblade tilted his head, looking at the betting channel's report.

"So far, the five hottest teams have emerged. Among them, Sam Baruka still has the highest support rate, followed by the Sui Spear Team of the Dragon Faction Professional Guild, the third is the Liu Zheng Team of the Wolf Faction Professional Guild, the fourth is the Yuexia Team of the Martial Saint Clan, and the fifth is the Ole Team of the Hyde Family. ”

The shopkeeper handed the meat to Torture Blade and smiled, "Only the captain has been announced now, and the detailed team members will not be announced until tomorrow." Little brother, which team are you more optimistic about? ”

"Squad under the moon." After saying three words, he left the butcher shop with a large bag of meat on his back.

After the re-mailing was completed, Tortureblade went to the Lingjian store to purchase some easily damaged parts as a backup. Along the way, all the conversations Blade heard were about the competition. At the same time, I also know some of the situation.

"Sam Baruca. Spark's cousin. It is also the use of Jin Lingjian. Then this time he will be the main enemy. Sui Spear, Liu Zheng also has Jin Lingjian... ”

Back home, Torture Blade patiently marinated the meat and then roasted it. Cut the leg into slices and place them in a silver box.

Late at night, Tortureblade looked at the four silver boxes in front of him and breathed a sigh of relief.

Three of the four silver boxes are one meter square, and one is one meter five square. One chest was filled with cooked meat roasted by the Torture Blade, another box was filled with high-concentration small grains of beans, and another box was filled with pure fresh water. The last of the larger boxes was the spare parts for the Torture Blade.

When everything was ready, Tortureblade lifted the four chests onto a silver foil covered in electrical circuits, and pressed a button.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Four sounds, four huge boxes were compressed into four metal cylinders about the size of a water cup.

"Psionic compressed paper, it's so easy to use. I'll buy some more when I have time later. Torture Blade muttered as he played with the four cylinders.

With the supplies ready, Tortureblade took out ten more hunting weapons and examined them one by one.

Moonmark darts, serrated machetes, long-handled wheel axes, lassoes, lightgrain ropes, serrated shields, sniper rifles, revolvers, silver spears, psionic traps.

After checking everything in detail and making sure that there were no problems, Tortureblade carefully put away the equipment and fell into a deep sleep.