Chapter Ninety-Two: The King of the Jungle
After stretching, Lin Wushu picked one of the most robust-looking boar monsters, wiped some blood from its pierced wound, and dripped it onto his arm.
After a while, Xiao Qi, who had finished the analysis, reminded: "According to the analysis of the active element content rate in this drop of blood, for every 1kg of this blood you absorb, your physical fitness can be improved by 0.0029 in all aspects." ”
"Oh, it's nearly 3 times higher?" Lin Wushu was immediately overjoyed, and then didn't want to waste time, so he rushed deeper into the jungle with a "whoosh".
He knew in his heart that he had to return to the barracks before it got dark.
It's not that he is worried that his results will be invalidated because he does not return to the camp, but he knows that with his name and identity as a genius, if he disappears for a long time, it will inevitably make people from the Jingzhou Military Division dispatch helicopters and even fighters to find him.
If so, then his plan is completely ruined......
He didn't want to, and didn't dare to, show his ability to control the magnetic field in front of anyone!
Therefore, he must act quickly, and kill a boar monster with the highest blood quality before the people of the military division can find him!
In half a minute, Lin Wushu came to an area 3,200 meters away from the barracks in a straight line.
"The monsters here seem to be a bit strong, huh?"
Glancing at the cat-shaped creature that fell 8 meters in front of him, Lin Wushu frowned, and said in his heart: "Could it be that from this area onwards, the weakest monsters are all martial artist-level?"
As soon as he thought of this, Lin Wudi became vigilant and did not dare to take it lightly.
Martial arts level monsters, no joke.
Although it was not difficult for Lin Wushu to kill them with the penetrating power of the superalloy spikes, it was also not difficult for them to kill Lin Wuving.
Once he was close, Lin Wushu really couldn't stop the impact of these martial artist-level wild boar monsters.
With his skill-level body technique and Heavenly Collapse Fist, his martial arts strength is indeed comparable to that of a top mid-level martial artist.
However, his physical fitness is still a low-level martial artist in the final analysis.
If he was unfortunate enough to be hit by a martial artist-level wild boar monster, or even hit by its single horn, Lin Wushu felt that he would have a more than fifty percent probability of dying here.
Therefore, now he doesn't dare to be a little casual, and he takes every step extremely carefully, for fear of being sneak attacked.
Twenty-six spikes swirled around him, ready to strike a fatal blow.
After walking for about thirty seconds, suddenly, with a "whew", I saw a pure golden figure coming down from a ginkgo tree not far in front of me.
Shout!
Lin Wuving's reaction was quite timely, and when the sneak attack monster figure came 7 meters in front of him, he urged a spike to shoot out quickly.
"Poof!"
The spike pierced directly through the monster's chest, but Lin Wushu was still not at ease, so the spike killed a "horse pistol" and pierced the back of the monster's head.
When he saw the golden-haired cat-like creature fall to the ground like mud, he left with peace of mind and continued to move forward.
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Time passed minute by minute.
Nearly 4 hours have passed since the beginning of the assessment.
Lin Wushu has penetrated to about 4,900 meters from the military camp and killed more than 800 monsters!
Of course, as he continued to go deeper, his speed became slower and slower.
The reason is simple, the monster is already so strong that he has to deal with it with the utmost caution.
Although the spiky attack was still fierce, but against the powerful monsters of the martial arts level, Lin Wushu only felt more and more "powerless".
At this time, the one-horned wild boar monster he encountered had dark yellow pupils and rich bloodshots.
As for their combat power, Lin Wushu conservatively estimated that it was also above the mid-level martial artists.
Spike attacks, not every time they work, there are no false shots.
Because the nerve reaction speed of some wild boar monsters is actually fast enough to avoid the first wave of spike attacks.
Even if they can't avoid it, sometimes the spikes pierce through the body, and they can rely on their terrifying life force to not die immediately.
In this way, when dealing with the monsters in this area, Lin Wuving's spirit can be said to be concentrated to the extreme, and he has been guarding against the monsters' death-defying blows.
"The blood of the wild boar monster in this area can improve my physical fitness by about 0.03 per 1kg, which is already amazing!" His brows condensed slightly, Lin Wushu was thinking about whether he could end the killing and take the strongest wild boar monster in the vicinity back to the barracks, and then slowly absorb its blood to improve his physical fitness.
0.03 is already a very ideal number for Lin Wudi!
According to his estimate, a wild boar monster will have at least more than 10kg of blood in its body.
If there is no upper limit to this way of ascension, then after absorbing the blood of one of these wild boar monsters, his physical fitness can be strengthened by more than 0.3 in all directions!
This undoubtedly made him satisfied!
Just as he decided to leave and carry a wild boar monster back to the barracks......
It seemed to smell the bloody smell of the corpses of many monsters nearby, and in the deepest part of the jungle, a wild boar monster with black hair and a terrible body rushed out of its lair.
This is a giant wild boar monster that is almost two meters tall and three or four meters long, and its eyes are bloody, as if it is the king of this jungle.
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Barracks Square, on a high platform.
"Colonel Zhou, it's been four hours, hasn't it? Kid Lin Feng hasn't come back yet, look, did you send someone to look for it?"
Deputy Pavilion Master Zhao of the Tianji Martial Arts Branch Library became worried again, and said bluntly: "If something really happens to him, we can't afford it." ”
"Old Zhou, Deputy Pavilion Master Zhao's worries are not unreasonable, let's send someone to find it. ”
"yes, you should have had enough of it. ”
"Send a helicopter, send a few more, and try to find him as soon as possible, so that there will be no moths. ”
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Although most people didn't think that Lin Wushu would have an accident at first, but after not returning for a long time, everyone was more or less at ease.
As a result, many people also proposed to go to Lin Wudi.
"Well, I'll send someone. After the grim-looking Colonel Zhou nodded, he called an officer and directly gave the order to find him.
Just one minute later, seven helicopters in the barracks took off at the same time and flew towards the depths of the jungle.
"Hopefully nothing will happen. Deputy Pavilion Master Zhao frowned, uneasy, raised his eyes to look at the seven helicopters in the sky, and couldn't help but say, "Colonel Zhou, give me a helicopter, and I'll follow to find it." ”