After not using the monster physique, Wen Wen's physical ability dropped significantly, but his mastery of himself reached its highest level.

Now, he could feel the subtle changes in every part of his body, so as soon as he moved his hand, he noticed the change. The feeling was completely different from before.

"What I did just now is still not complete. I feel that there can be new changes."

Wen Wen closed his eyes again, calmed down, and adjusted his body to its optimal state.

The heart, transformed by the blood-colored energy, beat slowly but powerfully. Slowly, the power belonging to Wen Wen's body flowed out from the heart and was transported to various parts of his body.

Then, these powers turned into air currents, forming a wonderful breath cycle along the places depicted by the lines.

Although his eyes were closed, Wen Wen seemed to see an extremely thin thread emerging from the air. Following this thread, the dagger was swung out again.

Whoosh!

An arc-shaped energy shot out from the dagger, and then slowly dissipated in the air.

Wen Wen opened his eyes and looked at his posture. Although he was cutting the silk thread and did not swing the dagger specifically according to the posture, the posture of waving the dagger was consistent with the picture in the diary.

"It's done! I shot out the sword energy! Well... if it is shot out with a dagger, it should be called dagger energy..."

Wen Wen smiled, with a very satisfied expression on his face. The sense of accomplishment brought by catching monsters and gaining new abilities was not as satisfying as his own improvement.

"Sure enough, the breakthrough is in those lines. The real secret lies in the energy trajectory represented by those lines. As for the posture of swinging the sword, it is just a side detail."

Suddenly, a breeze blew by, and the cactus growing on the balcony of the house next door fell down, causing the smile on Wen Wen's face to freeze.

The sword energy he shot just now cut off the flowers.

Wen Wen was stunned for only a moment, then returned home with a normal expression, picked up a pig leg from the shelter and threw it on the other party's balcony.

Just consider this pig leg as compensation, and Wen Wen can't control the rest.

After that, the gentle practice was no longer carried out on the balcony, but returned to the shelter.

He knew that cutting off flowers and grass was only the lowest application of this sword technique, because he was just following that trajectory and making a poor imitation.

If he could master all the postures in this diary, or even break through the restrictions in the diary, maybe one day Wen Wen could use a sword energy strong enough to cut off the river!

"However, I only practiced for half a day and I was able to shoot sword energy. Isn't this too simple? How scary must the ancient swordsmen be?"

But Wen Wen didn't know that in fact, someone like him who could master swordsmanship in one day would have been a rare genius in ancient times.

But the reason why he practices so fast is not because he is a genius, but because his foundation is too high.

Even if an ordinary swordsman practices for a lifetime, the sword he can draw may not be as good as Wen Wen's casual dagger. His physical fitness has long been out of the category of human beings.

In addition, his heart continuously provides him with the energy needed to release sword energy, which is something ordinary swordsmen cannot ask for.

Finally, although the sword manual in the diary looks crude and unusual, it is actually the top secret sword manual with extraordinary power.

That containment officer was able to fight the dragon with just his sword skills!

Swordsmanship has a long history. In ancient times, monsters from other worlds have begun to invade reality.

At that time, the number of superpowers was very rare. Some of them became the monster's lackeys, while others regarded themselves as gods and lorded over them.

Therefore, in order to fight against powerful monsters, various training methods such as swordsmanship came into being.

Through accumulated training over time, ordinary people can also possess the strength of low-level superpowers.

However, various martial arts have too strict requirements on talent, and the upper limit is not high, which is far less practical than superpowers, so they gradually disappeared in the long river of history and no one cared about them.

Until now, some inheritances still exist, but they are not taken seriously.

Only a guy like Wen Wen, who does not lack superpowers but is obsessed with improving his own abilities, would be interested in this kind of thing.

Then, he practiced for a full day, and his improvement became even more obvious.

Now, when using the monster physique, he can also use sword skills, and he can also add monster energy to the sword energy, greatly increasing the power of the sword energy.

In fact, the monster's physique does not affect the performance of swordsmanship, but the monster's power is too strong, making Wen Wen unable to notice his own strength, which makes Wen Wen's initial training ineffective.

The power of the sword energy is still insufficient now, but the improvement brought by the sword technique itself has increased Wen Wen's melee strength a lot.

As long as you practice diligently, sooner or later, swordsmanship will become Wen Wen's main means of combat.

After exercising until he was a little tired, Wen Wen walked out of the shelter, took a shower, checked the time, and decided to report to the association.

After parking the cool sports car, Wen Wen went to the canteen immediately and ordered a roast leg of lamb, a braised pork, a big lobster...

Then I sat next to a young woman wearing a gray women's suit and a headscarf, waiting for the food to arrive.

The woman had a very good figure, her breasts were so plump that her buttons were about to pop open, but her waist was extremely slender. She wore black-rimmed glasses and had a soft face.

"It's strange. I haven't seen this kind of person before when I was in the association."

The place where Wen Wen sits is usually where the demon hunter sits, and the assistants usually don't sit here.

This is not differential treatment, it's just everyone's habit.

There is no trace of extraordinary power in this woman, and she does not seem to be a helper.

Wen Wen has a very good memory, and he has met everyone in the association at least once.

He would have an impression if he met her once, but he had never seen this woman before.

After looking at the woman for a long time, Wen Wen finally looked away when she frowned, not because he felt it was rude, but because the food he ordered was served.

After a while, the table was filled with delicious, delicious and delicious food that made people drool.

A whole day of exercise made Wen Wen very hungry, but now he can eat very, very well.

The digestion ability of superpowers is not comparable to that of ordinary people. They can eat as much as several people at a time without gaining weight.

If a foodie has this kind of physique, he will be quite happy.

Speaking of which, Wen Wen's biggest motivation for coming to the Hunter Association to check in every day is to come and eat.

The man who cooks in the association's cafeteria was once a very famous chef. Later, he was involved in a supernatural incident and could never return to his old life.

I chose to work in the Furong River Association. Many of the association’s staff are in this situation.
Chapter completed!