In just a few moments, Zhao Cheng only felt that he was reborn again.

And on the panel, the air catastrophe has become like this.

Natal Rite: Empty Tribulation (White) +4

Evolution Level: Lv1

Evolution: 10%

Durability: 97/100

Sharp: 2

Toughness: 2

Hardness: 2

Special Effect: Heart-to-Heart

Lv1 Effect: +1 for all attributes

+4 Effect: Increases all stats by 80%

As for the special effects column, it has changed dramatically.

Special Effects: Wind Slash Lv2 (17/18), Battle Blood Lv3 (3/27), Health Lv1 (15/36), Sword Enlightenment Lv1 (5/90), Refining Lv2 (13/90), Super Sense Lv2 (22/144), Subtlety Lv1 (70/90), God Tenacity Lv2 (3/30), God Millilight Lv1 (1/100)

His buff can be said to be directly full all at once, and throughout the meditation stage, I am afraid that there are not a few who can surpass him in the number of buffs.

The progress of meditation only determines the lower limit of cultivation, and the strength of the buff determines the upper limit.

Of course, in the meditation stage, if there is no buff, there is no cultivation to the point of entering the meditation, which is the possibility of proving the swordsman.

Zhao Cheng held the sword and looked up, the feeling of fullness from the mind to the body made Zhao Cheng can't help but feel a subtle pride.

Sword in hand! Ask the world who is the hero!

It's a pity that in front of him, he couldn't find anything to test his sword.

It's ......

Stop! Stop! Stop!

Zhao Cheng swung his sword in the air, breaking through the air with tenacity, refracting the blood-colored glow, and the blade of the sword seemed to leave blood-colored residues in the void.

In the process of Zhao Cheng's sword, Zhao Cheng's body did not have the slightest undulating movement, and his body was as if he was teleporting with the long sword in his hand, moving forward seven steps out of thin air in a row.

He swung out seven swords, and his body moved seven steps, each step was nearly thirty centimeters away, which was not big, but in battle, not to mention thirty centimeters, even if it was only ten centimeters, many times, it was the distance between life and death.

"Hahaha!"

"The swordsmanship here, I call it second, who dares to say first?!"

After seven swords and seven steps, Zhao Cheng stood still, his forehead was uncontrollable with sweat, but he was happy in his heart, and he couldn't help laughing three times.

Zhao Cheng's mood was slightly excited.

He knew that when he was playing games with his previous life at the moment, after getting a powerful piece of equipment, the feeling of enjoying it horizontally and vertically was exactly the same.

"With the sword in hand today, I have to cut down the fist idiot, come and sacrifice my divine soldier with blood!"

Such a thought surged in Zhao Cheng's heart.

Then, I didn't read the diary anymore, took a short rest, and after recovering the mental strength and physical strength that had just been consumed by the Seven Swords in the sky, I immediately rushed towards the place where the fist idiot was.

And it was this run, Zhao Chengcheng knew that he could run faster, his spirit was stronger, and his control over his body was stronger, but the only problem was that his spirit was too strong and his body couldn't keep up.

There is an outbreak, but it cannot be sustained, and at the same time, if it is an outburst, there will be huge damage to the body.

A few minutes later, the boxing idiot's location was already in sight.

Zhao Cheng took a rest outside, and waited until the estimated time was almost up, and then he raised his sword and moved forward.

Although he is swollen at the moment, he is not very inflated, at most he is a little inflated.

Therefore, when he really wanted to fight with the boxing idiot, he immediately restrained all his emotions and faced the enemy in front of him wholeheartedly.

Rumble!

The boxer fanatic spreads his wings and comes to kill.

And Zhao Cheng, in an instant, entered an explosive state, the super sense was opened, and the bloody battle started.

And as soon as the super sense opened, Zhao felt the change of the super sense when he was established, the fist idiot was slower, or his thinking was faster, not only that, but his sword swinging speed also became faster.

It's not that his strength has increased, nor has his agility increased, but that after reaching LV2, it seems that Super Sense can already use his spirit to directly intervene with his body, so that his body can synchronize with his thoughts.

This interference force is not large because the level of supersensory is not enough, but it is real.

And in swordsmanship, many times, fast on the line, is fast to the limit!

At the same time, the consumption of super sense actually decreased, not lowered, but Zhao Cheng's spirit was stronger, and the existence of a glimmer of light in his soul made up for the consumption.

Sonorous!

The claws and the sword collided together, making a metallic tremble.

And Zhao Cheng can clearly see that the other party's originally indestructible hands actually showed a little trace with the collision of this blow, just like an ordinary person who was cut by a fruit knife.

The injury was very light, but it was a change from nothing.

The sharpness of 3.6 is different.

This is still the hardest hand, if you cut the neck, I'm afraid it will be more lethal!

After a sword, Zhao Cheng moved out of thin air, and another sword slashed through the sky.

And the action of the boxing idiot is not slow, it turns its claws into fists, and in an instant, it swings out several punches, just like ten thousand arrows on the ancient battle array, stirring up many afterimages, making it difficult to figure out and resist.

However, in Zhao Cheng's eyes, every punch of the other party is clearly visible, but his body can't keep up with the speed of thinking.

Zhao Cheng's sword, standing and turning, seemed to be cut to the ground, but in fact, it was a seamless gap, directly passing through the opponent's fist shadow, and immediately on the opponent's arm, a small piece of flesh was ripped off.

Of course, the fist monster is not flesh and blood, what Zhao Cheng took off was just a gray fluid, and after leaving the body, it turned into countless points of light.

And the kung fu of these two swords has already shown the growth of Zhao Cheng in the short period of time before.

You must know that just four days ago, Zhao Cheng tried his best and exchanged dozens of moves, and he also made a small cut on the other party.

Stop! Stop! Stop!

Zhao Cheng swung his sword continuously, and with each sword, his body would move with the swing of the sword.

The length of his body movement was long and short, but every time, it was just enough to dodge the boxer's kill.

He knows a lot about boxing, but boxing doesn't know about him, and that's a huge advantage.

The ground, kicking up puffs of smoke and dust.

Even though there are few wounds on the body, it does not affect the movements of the boxer in the slightest.

Finally, after more than forty moves, Zhao Cheng finally found an opportunity and slashed at the opponent's neck with a sword.

And it is this sword that directly spreads most of the opponent's neck, and as long as there is another sword, the opponent can be beheaded!

And this sword, Zhao Cheng understands that if the air tribulation is still the original sharpness, if you want to cut off your neck, I am afraid that you need at least four swords!

In the end, it's just a white quality monster, even if it is an elite, in terms of the solidity of the body, compared to the miscellaneous soldiers, there is actually no qualitative leap.

With a sword in the neck, the strength and speed of the fist idiot suddenly decreased.

After more than 20 moves, Zhao Cheng's consciousness was shocked, and then he knew that something was wrong.

Super feeling, at this time, ended.

And from the beginning of the war to the present, thirty seconds have passed, far exceeding the previous twenty seconds of super sensory limit.

But it's still a little worse, if there are five more seconds, or even only three seconds, Zhao Cheng is confident.

After that, when Zhao Cheng's consciousness stabilized from the gap, the last picture he saw was a fist the size of a casserole.

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