And that's not all!

After cutting out the crack, the half-moon-shaped sword light did not disappear, but only dimmed a little, and still flew quickly into the sky, and finally disappeared out of sight. Bayi ≥≤≤Chinese.≥8≈1≥Z≈≠.≥C≥O≠M≠

Whether it was Song Zheng or Bai Xin, they were all dumbfounded.

It took a few seconds to come back to his senses. The eyes that looked at Zhou Pan changed.

Zhou Pan shrank his body, and of course the giant sword was dispersed, and he scratched his head and smiled.

"That...... I didn't expect it to be so powerful!"

"Your sister!"

Song Zheng and Bai Xin scolded in unison, rushed to Zhou Pan's side and punched and kicked the little fat man.

Of course, it's not a real fight, it's just a joke between friends.

"You kid, you're the best guy in the whole base now!

"I said, how can you faint from hunger, sure enough, you have to suffer a little more if you get something good!"

After the trouble, the three of them walked to the edge of the stands, sat on the guardrail of the stands, and watched the crack that had been cut by the sword light, and the metal chips falling from it.

"The Sword Saint Inheritance is stronger than I expected, and your current combat power has almost reached the level of the fifth order. Song Zheng said solemnly.

"Ahh ”

"Once is enough, as long as you grasp the timing, once is the decision. Bai Xin said.

"Don't tell anyone about this yet, you continue to absorb the inheritance of the Sword Master, but don't get into a coma again. Song Zheng told Zhou Pandao.

Zhou Pan listened carefully and nodded with a serious face: "I understand!"

Song Zheng nodded and jumped off the guardrail: "Okay, let's stop here today, let's all go home, I'll go back too." Grass, I'm stimulated by you, I have to go back and hurry up to cultivate, otherwise I won't be able to beat you!"

"President, you have to come on! I'm waiting for you in front!" Zhou Pan finished speaking and ran away.

"Owing flat!" Song Zheng waved his fist at the back of the little fat man.

......

The place where Bai Xin lives is also in that community, but it is at the edge of the community, a certain distance from other houses. It's a place he's specially chosen, and he prefers a quieter environment that calms his mind more easily. For a sniper, calmness is the most important thing.

But when he came back from the stadium, he couldn't calm down.

The power of the Zhou Pan Sword Saint Inheritance was too unexpected. The strength made him see no hope of catching up, and made him feel particularly irritable.

Since he went out with Zhou Pan and followed the president, the president is a much more powerful person than them, he and Zhou Pan have similar combat effectiveness, and even because of his personality, he often wields a little more than Zhou Pan.

All along, he regarded himself as a person who had to take care of Zhou Pan and remind him of his guidance.

But what he saw in the stadium completely broke his own identity.

Even if Zhou Pan is still arrogant and so-so, even if Zhou Pan still has such and such problems, with that sword light alone, he is no longer qualified to guide and remind anything.

It made him very uncomfortable and uncomfortable. even had jealousy and dissatisfaction with Zhou Pan.

He knew that this kind of thinking was wrong, but if he didn't think it existed, he would be deceiving himself.

Even the president said that he was stimulated, let alone him.

"You have to work hard, no matter what, you have to advance to the third order first. Otherwise, it will only be pulled farther and farther away by Zhou Pan!" Bai Xin secretly set a goal for himself.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, thinking about how he could find an opportunity to advance to the third rank.

In terms of the accumulation of evolutionary energy, he is enough, and what he needs to advance is to find an opportunity.

He knew that opportunity was actually a kind of inspiration, determined by his ability, and that if he could find inspiration for the third form of his ability, he would be able to advance.

But what is the third form?

Each of them has their own vision of the form of the ability, but the form they envision is not necessarily the form that will awaken.

The true form will only be known and determined at the moment of its creation, and it will not necessarily move closer to the imagined form because of the deliberate thinking in the past.

In other words, the third form does not come about by thinking, but by planning. It's not easy to get inspiration right.

"Don't worry about it for now, let's talk about it first!"

Entering the meditation is the method taught to them by the president, and it can be regarded as a serious way to find inspiration, but the success rate is difficult to say.

Bai Xin entered the state of settling down quickly, and calming down as a sniper is a compulsory course, and it is easier to settle down.

His mind was empty, and Bai Xin felt as if he was lying on cotton, and he couldn't feel anything around him, only the soft elasticity of cotton.

Suddenly, not far in front of him, a rabbit appeared, and the snow-white fat rabbit immediately attracted him, making him involuntarily get up and want to catch up with the rabbit.

But the rabbit ran so fast that he couldn't catch up with the cotton-like clouds, and he couldn't catch up with them.

A little anxious, Bai Xin felt that he needed a gun, so he could hit the rabbit and catch it.

Just as he was thinking about it, a gun appeared in his hand, an old-fashioned double-barreled shotgun.

Bai Xin was overjoyed, picked up the gun and aimed at the rabbit.

He quickly locked onto the rabbit and looked for an opportunity to shoot. The sounds around him receded like water, and the wind force and direction were precisely calculated in his mind.

Bang!

A bullet casing popped out, tumbling and falling in the air.

The rabbit in the distance suddenly lay on the ground, kicking on the ground on both legs.

"Hit!"

Bai Xin happily ran over, wanting to catch the rabbit.

He didn't wait for him to run to the rabbit. The rabbit suddenly jumped up, nimbly burrowed into the clouds and disappeared. That nimble movement, fast degree, no injury at all!

was deceived by a rabbit, Bai Xin couldn't cry or laugh a little.

"The next shot, you can't run away!"

Bai Xin thought in his heart, the gun in his hand changed, and it became a magic stone rifle.

Bai Xin became excited, how could he forget his ability, there were clearly all kinds of special bullets, coupled with the power of the magic stone rifle, there was no suspense in shooting a rabbit.

He ran forward with his gun in hand, and if he wanted to shoot the rabbit, he had to find the guy first.

Passing through a cloud, I saw a rabbit running in front of me.

Bai Xin picked up the gun.

"Polar Bullet!"

Inside the chamber of the magic stone rifle, a pole bullet appeared inside.

Aim, shoot.

Bang!

The bullet flew out, and with a thud, it didn't take even a second to reach the rabbit.