Chapter Twenty-Five: The Flying Sword
Everything in the world, there will be advantages and losses. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info is like the way a weapon attacks.
Because of the loss in the air, the damage shown by long-range is much weaker than that of short-range floating. In addition, due to the limitations of the attack track, it is easy to dodge. Many warriors can also directly condense their vitality to block or cancel it out.
Therefore, often this kind of martial artist is only a cold arrow in the team. If you control the battle situation, you can't be precise and perfect. Then they will be expelled from the squad.
This is the conclusion that the world has come to based on various combat experiences. All the warriors of the new world also analyze the opponent's combat power and tactics based on this part of logic.
But all this is about to be rewritten by someone.
In the Forest of Darkness, Hao Fanzheng's eyes were slightly closed, and he was wandering outside. The sweat left on the face, dry and wet, wet and dry. It became a black patch.
The continuous flying sword test made him exhausted and in a trance. The weakness of his right hand made him tremble.
According to the feeling in the dream last night, he injected the vitality into Yunmen and Zhongfu at the same time, and then opened up the two veins of Qize and Taiyuan, and released it through the Shangyang acupoint in his palm.
The golden light lit up by the fingertips was more than three meters long.
He looked at the slender golden light with a complicated expression. Then he regained his vitality and left the space. Along the way, he sighed and was quite dissatisfied with his performance today.
Such an attack, let alone three meters, even thirty meters is meaningless.
Not to mention that the power of the Yuan Qi is not as good as before, and even the control and durability are extremely poor.
"What went wrong? Is it a lack of energy, or is it not the right way?" he asked himself as he walked back.
When passing through the woods, I saw a group of children playing with slingshots. The shouting and shouting are so lively.
The noisy noise of the children made him stop thinking for a moment and stop to watch.
Every child has a lot of strength, some can pull the rubber band to the fullest, and some are not even half.
In the end, the children who lost their strength gathered around to watch the strong bear children play.
......
Hao Fan looked at it for a while, and suddenly felt bored. So he walked with heavy steps and walked home.
In the middle of the night, he repeatedly couldn't sleep in bed, always feeling that he had missed something.
"The vitality is sufficient, and the meridians are stable, how can it be different from what I imagined? Could it be that the method is wrong?"
"No, no... The way to do it should be right. It must be something else wrong, think about it..."
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He simulated dozens of situations in his mind, but none of them seemed to match.
At this time, he suddenly remembered the group of children who played with slingshots during the day.
"The rubber band of the slingshot is like the meridians in the body, and the power depends on the force of the ejection. ”
The sudden inspiration in his mind made his whole body excited. It's as if after being trapped for a long time, a breakthrough has been found.
"But that's not right, how can I pop my vitality out like a pebble? It's impossible!" he wilted, clutching his hair hard. I really don't know why God is entangled in this kind of super problem, which is comparable to the Olympiad physics problem.
"This is not a scumbag who only takes the physics exam for forty, he should be entangled in thinking! If I continue to think like this, I am going to explode!"
As soon as he finished complaining, the whole person immediately paused at the head of the bed.
The pink moon shines and the breeze is elegant. The surrounding environment does not seem to be chaotic, but becomes clearer!
"That's right! It's the explosive power of the vitality!"
"If there is no outbreak, how can you promote vitality?"
The suddenness in his heart made him get up immediately, and he couldn't wait to try it in the house.
The powerful soul sense enveloped and compressed the gold yuan in the body, making it follow the veins..."Huh!"
In an instant, a flash of golden light flashed! In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace!
He stared at the gap in the wall. Then he looked at his right hand, which was trembling with excitement.
"Cheng, succeeded?"
"I succeeded!" The excitement and joy and surging emotions made him extremely excited. So much so that he couldn't wait for the dawn and decided to leave home immediately and go to the space for a trial!
He crept out the door without alerting anyone in the room.
When the fresh evening breeze blows on the face at the moment. He suddenly had the illusion that the sky was high and the birds were flying, and the whales were jumping over the dragon gate...
At this time, in the middle of the night, the pink of the bright moon in the sky is clear. Clothe the whole world with a bewitching red.
After experiencing the lessons of the last condensed practice, Hao Fan did not dare to try it easily. Only when he reaches the secret realm can he do his best.
Humming a little song, he walked briskly past a gray rocky hill. Under the reflection of the pink moon, Shigang felt different from the daytime, which seemed a little mysterious and absurd.
The mystery is that under the white rocks, the pale red pink light shines. It's like the first embrace of a blood ghost, which is faintly unsettling.
And the absurd thing is that he always feels that someone is watching him! or in the dark, or in the rocks, or in the pink moon hanging high!
He couldn't help but quicken his pace, and his figure disappeared into the vast moonlight.
At the stone hill where he left, a goshawk streaked through the night and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
In the white chaos of stones, embedded is a grim face with white lips and ruddy lips. As if sensing the presence of the goshawk, it slowly closed its white eyes and drowned in the gloom.
At the top of the rock, a black cat was wagging its tail impatiently. I saw it jump down and follow the direction of Hao Fan's departure unhurriedly.
It is strange that the black cat's obvious action did not attract the attention of any party. It seems like everything just came naturally. The black cat shadow seems to blend into the surrounding environment, naturally and unnoticed.
A deadly crisis is quietly coming...
And at this moment, Hao Fan is full of thoughts about sharp flying swords.
It is in response to his words, "It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided..."