"Listen up, boy, there are many conditions and restrictions on nirvana, and a qualified nirvana must have the following characteristics. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"First, it should be powerful enough, even if I don't say it, you should know that. If it doesn't even have great power, then it can only be called an ordinary skill, and it can't be called a special skill at all. ”

"A powerful special move must have absolutely strong power, not to mention an enemy of the same level, even if it encounters an enemy who is slightly stronger than you, oppresses you, or even a level stronger than you, you must be able to distinguish the winner with one blow, this is the real special skill. ”

"Second, the cost of a perfect special move must not be too outrageous, I used to have a friend whose original sword magic can kill an enemy one rank higher than him in one hit. However, every time you use this magic, not only will you drain all your mana, but it will also consume ten years of life, and it will take a long time to die, and we are almost done with a fight, and he has not been able to finish it. ”

"So, a good special move should allow you to leave a few skills as the finishing touch after performing the special move, and finally you can leave a certain amount of magic and physical strength to exit in a rather gorgeous way. ”

"Third, the perfect special move must be unique enough, and if you're going to use the little fireball as your special move, I don't think I talked about it. ”

"You have to remember that nirvana is something that belongs to you, that is, something that others can't learn countless times, so it's nirvana. Therefore, the perfect nirvana must be created by yourself, of course, if you let a top powerhouse like Uncle Ben help you think of one, there is no problem, after all, the special moves created by Uncle Ben are absolutely unique. ”

"Last but not least, gorgeous! Even if you have all the first three points, it's not a perfect nirvana if it's not flashy enough. ”

"Throughout the ages, among the countless planes, the special skills possessed by the supreme powerhouses are quite gorgeous, whether it is summoning the sun or incarnating into flames, they are all quite gorgeous!"

After writing a lot on the whiteboard in front of him, Bagh crossed his arms and looked at Cyril who was sitting in front of the whiteboard very smugly and asked, "How is it? Do you understand? ”

If it weren't for the mask on his face, the disgusted expression on Cyril's face at this time must have been noticed by Bag.

When Bagh asked Cyril if he was satisfied with his explanation, he triumphantly waited for Cyril's praise, but Cyril didn't say a word, and the atmosphere between the two was awkward for a while.

A few drops of cold sweat swept across his forehead, and Bagh kept a hearty smile, but he couldn't help but think in his heart: "Could it be that I spoke too profoundly, so he didn't understand? ”

Sighing, in order not to let the awkward atmosphere between the two continue, Cyril said, "Then can you ask the senior to show me your unique special move?"

It's not without reason to say this, although Bagg is currently a little off the line, but the strong strength he showed before, as well as the rich combat experience he exposed from time to time in the chat between the two just now, let Cyril know that he is an extremely strong man.

It's not clear what Bag's true strength is, but if he can see the way the strong man attacks, Cyril thinks he might be able to learn some lessons from his moves.

Bage's face immediately looked good, and he patted his chest confidently and said, "No problem, in that case, I'll show you my nirvana! ”

"Whoever collects the money......" As Cyril thought about the question a little helplessly, Bag had already taken a few steps forward.

He stood at the edge of the pavilion and took a deep breath, his palms spread out forward, and slowly swiped in a circle.

"Drink!" Bagh pressed his palm down as his left hand reached its highest point, and the force of his move nearly caused Cyril to pop his eyes out of the two holes in his mask.

"Are you kidding?!" Bag's palm did not crack the mountain, or break the river, but the lake with a radius of thousands of meters was gently pressed down by this palm.

There was no big scene, and there was not the slightest fire, and such a large lake sank like this, and all the water was pressed into the ground by Bag's palm.

Ever since he became a Legendary Strongman, Cyril has also learned about the destructive power that Legendary Mighty can produce when he fights.

If two legendary powerhouses are fighting, they accidentally miss their special moves, and it is easy to smash or evaporate the water of such a lake.

But without the slightest fire like Bud, he easily crushed all the liquid that was tens of meters high and disappeared, which was definitely not something that ordinary legends could do.

Even though Cyril's expression was not visible while wearing a mask, the starling could clearly feel his surprise.

"Great, Uncle Ben's strong side has been preserved, and then let this kid know how perfect I am. Thinking so, Bagh turned triumphantly.

"How's it going? Is my special move a special move?"

After listening to Bage's question, Cyril nodded, and said with some admiration: "The strength of the seniors is really beyond my imagination, if I can have one percent of the strength of the seniors, it is estimated that the next trials will be easily passed." ”

Stretching out his index finger and waving, Ba Ge showed a stinky face and said, "Don't think about it, it's impossible, my one-percent strength is ridiculously strong, and it will take at least ten years for you to cultivate to that level." ”

The corners of his eyes twitched, and Cyril thought helplessly: "The strength is very strong, but why does this guy look like he doesn't have a good brain? ”

"But under the guidance of Uncle Ben, the time of ten years can be appropriately shortened, don't worry, you can definitely win the championship with me. Patting Cyril on the shoulder, Bagh said confidently.

Cyril hesitated for a moment, but still asked with some concern, "But senior Bag, why are you helping me?"

Touching his chin, Bagh said, "Although we weren't particularly familiar with each other before, we have fought together a few times. Seeing that you have amnesia now, I think I can help or help. Of course, don't ask me anything about what happened to you or what happened to you in the past, because I don't know. ”

Seeing that Bag bit the bullet and didn't want to talk about his past, Cyril didn't force it, and he reluctantly believed the answer given by Bag.

"Alright, then let's both study your boy's nirvana!" said Bagg, who moved the whiteboard again with great interest, and began to write and draw on it.

At this moment, Cyril suddenly remembered a very important question, and he asked with some concern: "Speaking of Bager, how long have I been in a coma before?"

"Probably ...... Thirty or forty hours, I don't know......" Continuing to write and draw on the whiteboard, Bagh replied nonchalantly.

"Thirty or forty hours!?Isn't the next trial already started?" let out a scream of disbelief, Cyril turned his head and took two steps before controlling the wind elemental and flying.

"Wait! If you're going to go to the trial, it's the slowest way to fly there. ”

Seeing that he had succeeded in stopping Cyril, Barg continued, "You don't think there was such a place on the Portland Floating Island before, do you?

“...... It's over, it's too late, and I'm definitely going to be disqualified now. After suddenly getting such bad news, Cyril sighed helplessly, and then fell into a decadent manner.

Grabbing the robe from the bed and tossing it to Cyril, Bag said, "Don't worry, I'll take you there, I'll be there in three minutes, and I'll put that robe on quickly." ”

Hurriedly arranging his outfit, and before Cyril could speak, Bagh grabbed him by the collar and leaped into the air.

After leaping high into the air, Cyril realized where the two of them were in the same position.

To Cyril's surprise, the two of them were not on the ground just now, but also on a floating island, which looked several times smaller than Portland's floating island.

At this time, the Portland Floating Island was floating in front of the two of them to the left, and it didn't look too far away.

After a few jumps in the air, Bagh would move thousands of meters with each dodge, and after only a minute or two, the two of them had reached the top of the floating island of Portland.

"Boy, which district are you in today?"

Pointing to the yellow area nervously, Cyril felt his neck loosen, and after moving Bagh to a position thousands of meters above the yellow area, he lowered himself.

"At such a high distance, are you trying to kill me?" let out a scream, and Cyril fell from a great height.

At this time, in the yellow area, a woman sitting on a high platform with a crystal ball floating in front of her is counting the numbers.

When she realized that the time was almost up, and was about to open her mouth to explain the rules, a figure fell from the sky and smashed into the crowd.

"I'm sorry, I'm not late, am I?" Cyril asked, a little embarrassed, pulling his hood down.