With Lin Xing's death again, he once again returned to the past.

This time, when he opened his eyes, he found that he was back behind the door of the firewood room, and he was holding the door against the door to stop the old man from pushing the door.

He glanced at the doll and saw that the doll was still lying motionless on the ground.

However, he didn't want to ask the doll any further, because from what the other party had just said, he thought he had already received the answer.

"I can't beat the big villains outside the door, apparently because I haven't really learned the skills of fighting."

Lin Xing knew that the doll was right, although he had also seen self-defense techniques on the Internet, although he had superpowers, but in the final analysis, he was just an ordinary college student, and it was normal for him to be inferior to those who had learned it in terms of frontal combat.

"I heard the doll say that this old man has learned knife skills, and I don't know any skills, this is where the gap lies."

"But on the other hand, as long as I practice martial arts, martial arts, or something, I might be able to beat this old man."

"As for the exercises...... What better learning process than justifiable defense? ”

Thinking of this, Lin Xing's eyes instantly swelled with fighting spirit, and he saw him pick up the sickle on the side, open the door, and rush forward in the surprised gaze of the old man.

The doll on the ground looked at this scene and wondered: "Is this kid crazy?" Dare to rush forward without mastering a skill? ”

Lin Xing was indeed killed again quickly, but he was not discouraged when he came back to life again, but his eyes were full of fighting spirit, he picked up the sickle and rushed forward again, trying to master more fighting abilities in life and death fighting.

How to dodge the opponent's firewood knife, how to swing the scythe, how to judge the distance between the two, and try not to get hurt......

Lin Xing tried to learn how to fight and learn how to outmaneuver the opponent's skills in fighting again and again.

Fighting again and again, learning again and again, Lin Xing felt that as he and the old man continued to fight, he could feel the strong killing intent coming from the other party more and more clearly, and even he himself became more and more emotional in the process of fighting.

And under the stimulation of this emotion on both sides, his own body seemed to gradually heat up, as if there were streams of heat rushing on his body.

With the subtle changes in the body, the familiar feeling in my mind came back to my mind, and the memory that I couldn't remember seemed to be gradually coming to the surface.

Lin Xing felt that something that he had forgotten about was about to pop out of his mind.

……

Lin Xing died fifty times later.

Looking at Lin Xing, who was trying to fight with the old man, the doll on the ground was disdainful: "This kid ...... Do you want to learn in battle? It's really whimsical that a young person still wants to do this kind of thing. ”

……

Lin Xing died a hundred times.

The doll looked at Lin Xing, who was fighting with the old man in the small courtyard, and was a little surprised: "Huh? This kid is quite able to hide. ”

……

After Lin Xing's death two hundred times.

The doll looked at Lin Xing, who had scratched the old man with a sickle, and was a little surprised: "This kid is so good at using a sickle?" He's obviously just an ordinary person. ”

……

After Lin Xing's death three hundred times.

The doll looked at Lin Xing, who was slightly inferior in the frontal battle, and exclaimed in his heart: "It's too fast, this progress is too fast, I was obviously an ordinary person before, how can I master a skill in the blink of an eye?" ”

……

After Lin Xing's death four hundred times.

The doll looked at the old man who was covered in blood and fell to the ground, and then looked at Lin Xing, who was also stabbed and fell to the ground, and was shocked in his heart: "Genius! Peerless genius! In such a short battle, he has mastered a skill! ”

"It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity, it's all gone."

……

After Lin Xing's death five hundred times.

The doll looked at Lin Xing, who was in good shape, and calmly avoided the old man's chai knife as if he had predicted it in advance, and looked at Lin Xing, who bled with a knife and finally killed the old man unscathed, and was terrified in his heart.

"He knew he didn't know a skill before, but he actually mastered a skill in such a short battle?"

"And this amazing fighting talent, the old man's sword skills have been completely seen through by him."

"Demons! Demons! Ancestor, I've never seen such a demonic thing in my life for so long. ”

On the other side, after Lin Xing killed the old man in legitimate defense, he closed his eyes and carefully felt the changes in his body.

I don't remember the first time I fought the old man.

In that fierce fight, a warm current ran through Lin Xing's body, and he felt something more in his mind.

It is a skill called scythe knife technique (one layer).

With the advent of this skill, his body seemed to become lighter, his right hand holding the scythe seemed to become more powerful, and the coordination of his whole body seemed to have increased a little......

Lin Xing felt the subtle changes in his body with some surprise, thinking back to the extra scythe knife technique in his mind, and found that the content in it was all his summary of the fights he had fought again and again.

He thought with some surprise: "Skill...... It turns out that this is what the skill means, but after learning it, it directly strengthened my body? ”

At the same time, as this skill was mastered, more familiar memories surfaced in Lin Xing's mind, and he felt that some important memories that had been forgotten by him surfaced.

It's a memory of learning, cultivation, and strength.

Thinking back on the content of this memory, Lin Xing knew in his heart: "I see, learn skills, master skills, and then hone skills, and finally comprehend the inheritance." ”

At the same time, Lin Xing also truly understood the real reason why the emaciated man he met in school before, the old man with the chai knife who had just been killed by him, was stronger than him.

"The person with the teleportation ability in the school should have mastered many skills, which is so much stronger than me."

"Although the old man is not as powerful as him, he has also mastered two skills, so he was much better than me before."

"But they definitely didn't comprehend the inheritance."

In Lin Xing's resurrection memory, if he comprehended the inheritance, it would definitely be much more powerful than the emaciated man and the old man.

At this moment, there were two clues of inheritance in his mind, one was called Shishu, and the other was called Daotong.

"Craftsmanship...... Inheritance ......"

Thinking about the magical power represented by skills and inheritance, Lin Xing couldn't think of why he had relevant memories.

In particular, the strong sense of familiarity in his memory made him wonder.

Suddenly, he remembered the historical changes he had noticed before, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "Could it be that my memory comes from the impact of historical changes?" ”

It's a pity that there are too few clues related to this matter, and Lin Xing knows that he can't get results just by thinking at the moment, so he can only temporarily suppress it in his heart.

Then Lin Xing picked up the doll and said, "Thank you this time, if it weren't for your reminder, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to successfully defend myself, don't be afraid, I will definitely save you to go out together." ”

The doll was in shock: "What is he talking about?" When did I warn him? Did he see something wrong with me? Or is he lying to me? But why did he lie to me for no reason? ”

Not to mention the doll's question marks, Lin Xing stuffed the doll into his arms, and walked cautiously towards the courtyard with a sickle in his hand.

He thought to himself: "I have to find a way to call the police first......"

But when the courtyard door opened, as he stepped out, the whole person was back in the bedroom.

And at the same time that Lin Xing appeared, he immediately felt that he had been surrounded, and more than a dozen pistols around him were aimed at his location.