Chapter 689: Class B, Ive Killed It Too (2-in-1 Super Large Chapter, please vote for me)
A sound like thunder exploded in He Ao's ears.
Immediately afterwards, a turbulent wave of power washed over his body.
He Ao activated his super memory, and at the same time, he began to recall in his mind the reflection of the winding hills attracting the surging pollution.
And when the pollution flooded into his mind, there seemed to be some strange power entering his spirit.
Immediately afterwards, from the moment he entered this dungeon, countless battle scenes emerged in his mind.
At this moment, he was like a bystander floating in the void, standing in his memory, watching his movements one by one.
Countless details that he had ignored reappeared in his mind, those erroneous techniques, those movements that did not use energy perfectly, were replayed in his mind over and over again.
And as these actions were replayed, those scenes hidden in He Ao's memory, those battles in the main world, those battles He Ao had experienced, and the fighting memories of every copy character he inherited were gathered together.
Together.
From wrestling with the school bully as a child, to using a carbine to pierce the heart of the film maker.
It was like a fleeting memory, and the moves that had been used in those fleeting moments emerged like imprints one by one.
So far, most of He Ao's fights have been life-and-death fights, so most of his fighting skills are concise and lively, but in a sense they are independent of each other and lack systematic coherence.
But at this moment, the fighting skills of Chaos Mo Lake were vaguely merged together, merged into He Ao's method of mobilizing power, and merged into the 'perfect' moves that He Ao used to spy on with his divine consciousness.
The previously awkward and incomprehensible points seemed to be solved at this moment.
In such a state of consciousness, He Ao raised his hand. His movement was slow and calm, and it looked like he was lifting a ball of soft cotton.
However, the next second, he flexed his fingers and struck forward with his protruding knuckles.
The power passes through the upper arm, lower arm, and reaches the wrist and knuckles, and the completion of all this is so fast that it is almost impossible to capture, as if God took a period of time from time and space and directly displayed the final result.
boom--
This force with terrifying speed seemed to shatter the air, emitting a violent sonic boom.
The howling wind blew through Si Enji's hair.
He looked at He Ao's knuckles resting in front of him and swallowed.
He Ao's knuckles did not reveal any strength, but he had no doubt that this blow could easily shatter his entire body.
And he could clearly feel that He Ao noticed that he was beside him, so he deliberately held back his hand to save his strength.
He Ao retracted his palm, feeling the power in his body was integrated, and let out a long sigh of relief.
Every movement of the boxing technique he originally designed was perfected under the correction of his spiritual consciousness, but it was not coherent.
It's like a perfect image frame by frame, every action is perfect, but when all the actions are connected together, it's like a slideshow playing page by page.
There is no reasonable and natural connection between his movements. It cannot allow him to naturally connect from one movement to another and make the entire boxing technique coordinated and natural.
He had thought about it a lot before, but had never solved the problem.
It was like a huge chasm lying in front of him.
He seemed to be only one step away from success, but he could not cross this step no matter what.
But this time during the promotion process of 'Martial Master', after reviewing all his fighting experiences, he suddenly felt blessed and inspired.
With this gushing inspiration, he perfected many of the movements he had been thinking about, and adjusted the order of the original boxing movements to perfectly connect all the movements, turning the rigid perfection into harmonious perfection.
Although there are still many loopholes in his boxing skills, the most basic foundation has been completed, and the rest is just to continue to enrich the structure on this perfect foundation.
‘Martial Master’ is indeed a talent sequence that creates miracles, and its function does not lie in powerful extraordinary power.
Rather, it increases the owner's martial arts 'understanding' in a certain sense. The more deeply a person accumulates martial arts, the more likely he will be able to suddenly gain enlightenment, break through the original boundaries, and accumulate more experience with the blessing of this understanding.
For ordinary extraordinary beings, this talent sequence may be a simple and relatively powerful battle sequence.
But for warriors who are stuck in a bottleneck, it is a life-saving elixir.
However, what slightly surprised He Ao was that the 'epiphany' brought by the martial arts master seemed to be only experienced at the moment of promotion.
After the power of the secret medicine gradually stabilized, although he could still feel that his thinking had become sharper and his understanding of martial arts had become deeper, he no longer had the state of enlightenment and inspiration.
Moreover, He Ao didn't know whether this epiphany was due to the special feedback he received from completing the ritual, or whether his martial arts had just accumulated to the stage of epiphany.
After all, Nighthawk's suicide note did not mention that the martial artist would trigger the 'enlightenment' effect.
Perhaps, both.
He Ao took a deep breath and looked at the personal information interface.
At this moment, his physical fitness has reached 727.
The promotion from D level to C level increased by nearly 500 points. Although this physical quality is not as terrifying as a warrior who directly reaches the C level limit of 800, it is already very strong compared to other skill-based talent sequences.
If coupled with the physical fitness of 576 when Super Memory broke out, his temporary physical fitness can reach 1303.
And this is not the limit of the strength he can unleash at this moment.
In the 'epiphany' just now, He Ao integrated the skills of strengthening the magic circle and mobilizing energy into one place into the boxing technique he created.
The fusion and mutual addition of various techniques have further increased He Ao's energy utilization efficiency. When using boxing to fight, he can naturally adjust the energy in his body and let it gather or disperse according to his will.
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This energy will naturally form a strengthening circuit to strengthen, and the perfectly smooth energy circuit will be further increased when swinging along with the boxing technique.
He roughly estimated that the effect of this efficient energy mobilization method was about double the bonus of the original strengthening loop's collective burst.
Originally, he used the strengthening circuit to gather power into one place, which could increase the instantaneous explosive power by more than 40%. But now, when using boxing to mobilize energy, the increase has reached 90%.
This means that with the use of super memory, He Ao's physical fitness in an explosive state can reach nearly 2500 points.
This has far exceeded the data of his original martial arts plus the secret mage plus super memory.
And because He Ao successfully integrated the strengthening circuit with lower energy consumption into the boxing method, when he used this boxing method to mobilize these forces, the energy loss was further reduced.
The original forced burst state can only be used a few times in a battle before the body cannot support it, so He Ao uses it in a planned and controlled manner.
Now after optimization, this explosive state can be used continuously. Although it seems that the cumulative use time in a short period of time does not exceed ten seconds at most, it also means that He Ao can maintain his physical fitness of 2500 in a short and continuous period of time.
of terrifying combat power.
This kind of continuous and stable performance is stronger than an instant burst of 3000 physical fitness.
At this moment, Si Enji, who was in shock, finally came to his senses. He looked at He Ao and smacked his lips, "Okay, tell me, who are your gods and friends?"
"Didn't you say that when I answered Shunpo's call, I was bragging about myself?"
He Ao retracted his thoughts, picked up the crutch leaning against the wall, looked at Si Enji, and said with a smile.
"It's me who doesn't even recognize the angels who have descended. I'm blind."
Si Enji seems to have given up on himself. He Ao's operation of upgrading to level four today has completely shattered his world view, and he is too lazy to pick it up now.
The phrase "I don't even recognize angels" is also Federation slang, and its meaning is roughly equivalent to the Middle-earth saying of "I can't see the mountain with my eyes".
"Let's go."
He Ao raised his crutches.
"What should I do with this person?"
Si Enji glanced at Nighthawk who was still lying on the operating table.
At this moment, Nighthawk's body has lost its extraordinary strength and is gradually turning gray.
"I contacted the funeral home when I came over,"
He Ao also looked back, "They will send a car to pick him up in the evening."
"Although I have never met him," Si Enji sighed, "but judging from his extraordinary strength, he may have been a heroic figure during his lifetime."
"Um."
He Ao nodded slightly and led Si Enji out of the room, "His name is Nighthawk. He used to be one of the people who maintained order in this city."
Strictly speaking, the Pollution Cleanup Department has no responsibility for maintaining order.
Judging from Yin Xiya's information, the pollution cleanup departments in many cities do not care about the lives of civilians.
Judging from the actual situation, the Pollution Cleanup Division is not an official federal agency. It is just a special non-staff "mercenary organization" that can borrow the name of the FBI.
The city of St. John is doing so well entirely because of the nighthawks.
Si Enji looked back at Nighthawk, who was lying on the operating table wearing an iron mask, and sighed slightly.
Then he turned back and looked at He Ao, "Did you, the angry man of yours, go to the warrior path to be able to upgrade four times in a row?"
He Ao turned his head and looked at him with a smile.
Si Enji immediately realized that he had asked a stupid question.
He has never seen the talent sequence of a martial artist, but he has seen a 'martial artist'. No matter who is promoted to a 'martial artist', he must master the talent sequence honestly before or after being promoted.
In fact, no matter which talent sequence the extraordinary people are in, if they do not follow the normal mastery process or the ritual process, and drink tons of secret medicine like drinking soda, thinking that they can skip levels and be promoted, now they will either become monsters in the wilderness, or their ashes will be lost.
Gone.
"I'm just a little special. You can't use me to generalize the rules."
He Ao replied with a smile and continued to move forward.
Si Enji looked at He Ao's back, feeling a little dazed for a moment.
Just 'a little'?
Even if you are promoted normally, if you forcibly drink the first-level secret medicine without mastering the talent sequence, you will still have problems without death.
As for someone who skipped four levels in a row, Si Enji had never seen it before, and had never even heard of it.
This operation made Si Enji think that Heao had read the underlying script of this world and then cheated and changed the code.
This is almost a miracle.
Thinking of this, Si Enji was stunned, and he suddenly realized something.
Are there any beings in this world who can create "miracles" beyond human understanding?
some,
The doctor adjusted his glasses and stared at He Ao's back with deep eyes.
god.
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While Si Enji was thinking wildly, He Ao had already walked out of the back room and walked to the pharmacy outside the clinic.
Jia Qian was sitting on a chair, her eyes closed tightly, and she was breathing regularly.
The little guy worked surprisingly hard today.
But when He Ao walked in, he realized that Jia Qian was not practicing at all. She was just leaning on the chair and falling asleep.
"Girl."
He Ao stood in front of Jia Qian and called softly.
Jia Qian opened her eyes and looked at He Ao in confusion, "Grandpa, are you done?"
He Ao glanced at her and said with a smile, "Didn't Grandpa teach you a set of boxing skills before? Today I will teach you an upgraded version of it, which is more powerful than the previous one."
Jia Qian was stunned, nodded quickly, jumped down from the chair, "Okay!"
He Ao raised his hand and took a posture, and Jia Qian also raised her hand and took a posture.
He Ao moved very slowly this time. He taught and constantly corrected Jia Qian's movements.
The little girl learned very quickly this time. She studied every move carefully. If she couldn't understand it, she would memorize it by rote.
Not long after they started, Si Enji came out, and He Ao pulled him to learn together.
This teaching is from noon to midnight.
When everything was ready, He Ao took out a memory chip and a shell fragment, gave them to Si Enji, and chatted with Si Enji privately.
Then he looked at Jia Qian.
Little Jia Qian had just finished learning boxing skills and was so tired that she was sweating profusely. She raised her head and looked at He Ao with wide eyes.
He Ao knelt down and gently brushed away the little girl's hair that was stuck to the side of her face with sweat.
"Grandpa, where are you going again?"
Jia Qian looked at He Ao.
"Going to a banquet."
He Ao smiled and looked at Jia Qian, "But grandpa may need Jia Qian to do a favor for grandpa."
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Under the silent night, Yin Xiya threw the report in her hand under the car window, opened her bracelet, and clicked on the news software.
"This evening, Mayor Crotter finally succeeded in convincing the board of directors of the Kjet Group to allow the mercenary group to give the mercenaries three days' leave and allow them to visit relatives in the city.
"Mayor Crotter said that the St. Jon people who are wandering abroad will always be the children of St. Jon. This is a home where you can come back at any time."
Yin Xiya took a look at the news. The number of views was very high. It seemed to be news pushed to St. John City by news software.
Normally, the reason why she directly opened the screen to view this news is that either the big data of the software recognized her position and recommended hot news to her, or someone placed a large number of advertisements on this news.
When the election for a new mayor is about to begin, it is not unusual for Mayor Crotter to engage in some operations to win over people's hearts and promote them vigorously.
She crossed over directly, ready to read the next news.
At this moment, out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that there seemed to be a vehicle approaching in front of her. The vehicle did not turn on the lights, but groped its way through the darkness.
However, the other party doesn't seem to know that the strongest talent of the 'investigative reporter' is observation ability.
The moment she saw this car, Yin Xiya's heart froze.
She raised her head and looked in the rearview mirror. Behind her, there was also a car approaching slowly without turning on the lights.
The people in both cars were wearing the uniforms of the Pollution Cleanup Department, and this afternoon she had been officially appointed as the head of the Pollution Cleanup Department in St. John City.
Theoretically, no one can bypass her to mobilize the combat power of the Pollution Cleanup Department.
But it is obvious that her power can only take effect when the structure of the Pollution Cleanup Department is normal and everyone follows the same set of rules.
She took a deep breath, smiled bitterly, exited the news interface on her bracelet, and clicked on the news interface.
At this moment, the latest message interface only has two sentences.
[Leave immediately without hesitation.]
[Beware of sieges, stay cautious.]
She guessed what the old gentleman meant, but she didn't want to believe it. Until just now, she actually still maintained her fantasy.
After all, this is the organization she has worked for for many years and dedicated her youth to.
So she just came down from the seventy-seventh floor and stayed in this more maneuverable pickup truck.
But obviously, reality never paid attention to her fantasies.
With the sound of the bubbles in her heart bursting, Yin Xiya suddenly started the pickup truck.
She knew that any hesitation at this moment would make her stay here forever.
This is the price she pays for her naivety.
Amidst the ear-piercing roar of the motor, the pickup truck ejected like a sword, cutting through the dark night and rushing towards the off-road vehicle ahead.
The vehicle in front didn't seem to realize that he didn't turn on his lights, and was actually noticed.
The operator standing in front immediately raised the machine gun, and the driver turned the steering wheel violently, turning the vehicle sideways and blocking most of the road.
It must be said that their response was very fast and swift. In such a gear, the gap on the road was no longer enough for a car to pass.
This is forcing Yin Xiya to stop.
Almost at the moment they made the operation, Yin Xiya suddenly turned the steering wheel, the high-speed vehicle tilted instantly, and the passenger door swung open slightly.
She passed the off-road vehicle diagonally through the gap by relying on one wheel. She turned her head and glanced at the sluggish people on the off-road vehicle.
At the moment when the two vehicles met, a man sitting in the back seat of the off-road vehicle met Yin Xiya's eyes. He suddenly jumped up, directly grabbed the rear bed of the pickup truck, and followed Yin Xiya's vehicle forward.
Then his hands turned into sharp claws and instantly slashed through the iron sheet on the back seat of the car, shredding the metal pieces like tissue paper.
The moment the wheels of the pickup truck landed and the body of the truck returned to the right position, his body got into the hole he dug and reached out to grab Yin Xiya in the driver's seat.
Yin Xiya stepped on the accelerator and turned right at the intersection ahead.
The figure behind him shook a little, but he had firmly grasped the back seat of the pickup truck and was not thrown out.
"Minister Yin Xiya, it is not a good idea to leave your post in the middle of a battle."
The man looked at Yin Xiya and let out a chuckle. He climbed forward into the car and wiped his sharp claws towards Yin Xiya's neck.
"So this is how you got your D-level?"
Yin Xiya raised her head and glanced at the rearview mirror, instantly pulled out a pistol from the door next to her, pointed it behind her and fired.
This shot hit the young man's head. The bullet penetrated into his brain, but was squeezed out by his flesh and blood and fell to the ground.
The man following behind was the D-class who was transferred with Yin Xiya.
However, he is different from Yin Xiya who was transferred from the branch. He was transferred from the headquarters of the Pollution Cleanup Division. Originally, he was the most promising one to become the head of the St. John branch.
"Sweetheart, it's over."
The man stretched out his sharp claws along the left driver's door, preparing to pierce Yin Xia's heart while blocking Yin Xia's escape route.
At this moment, Yin Xiya suddenly pulled the switch next to the seat, unlocking the seat restrictions, and instantly lay back along with the inertia, avoiding the man's attack.
The man seemed stunned by this operation.
Then Yin Xiya seized the opportunity, rolled to the passenger side, pushed open the passenger door that was not locked at all, and jumped out.
The man who was half a monster immediately turned around and started to chase after him.
However, Yin Xiya raised her hand that had been holding the steering wheel, revealed the detonator held in her palm, and pressed it suddenly.
boom--
A pickup truck passed behind her, flames exploding in the air.
The surging heat waves blew through her brown-gold curls, and the sudden flames burned behind her. In the surging flames, there seemed to be some kind of twisted shape trying to struggle, but in the end it was integrated into the flames and turned into charcoal.
Yin Xiya glanced at the torn clothes in front of her, stretched out her hands to cover it, stood up staggeringly, and walked towards the dark alley ahead.
She's not so stupid that she doesn't make any preparations.
She raised her bracelet and sent a message using her voice assistant.
Soon, she received an automatic reply.
That's the address of a clinic in Nancheng.
Before she could react, an unmanned off-road vehicle slowly drove out of the alleyway ahead.
The old gentleman opposite seemed to have expected such an outcome and had already arranged everything.
She sighed slightly.
It feels like a kind elder taking care of an ignorant and reckless granddaughter.
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Pollution Cleanup Department Building·Rooftop Restaurant
Although there is a restaurant sign here, it is extremely simple. There is only a small dining table, a staff serving food, a small bookshelf, and an old man with silver hair sitting behind the dining table and reading a book.
He Ao held his suitcase, stood in front of the fence on the top floor, and glanced down.
At this moment, a team of mercenaries with neat steps and strict discipline was walking downstairs.
When they walked through the streets, they never looked back, as if they were unfamiliar with everything.
"These mercenaries coming in from outside the city don't look like they are from St. Jon."
He withdrew his gaze and turned around.
"It is said that the Kjet Group gave all the mercenaries a holiday, so some mercenaries from other places came in and treated it as a trip."
The silver-haired old man closed the book in his hand and looked up at He Ao, "Brother Xito, it's almost midnight now. We seem to be a little late for dinner."
He glanced at the staff next to him. The staff immediately took out two bottles of expensive-looking red wine and opened them on the dining table. Then he took out two wine glasses and placed them on the dining table. He picked up the intercom and asked the kitchen to call the police.
vegetable.
"not late."
He Ao sat across from the silver-haired old man with his suitcase in hand, "It's a good night now."
"Hahaha, Brother Xito is a wonderful person,"
The old man picked up the red wine and seemed to be nostalgic, "I used to have many old friends of similar age. In the past, when everyone could get together to drink at any time, I didn't think anything of it, but now when I want to have a drink with them, I don't think so. I found that no one could be found.”
He looked at He Ao and said with a smile, "We are two old men, half of our bodies are buried in the ground. Let's be honest. I see you walking like a tiger, with your back straight and your back straight. There is a natural rhythm between your movements. It looks like A talent sequence that focuses on fighting? I always feel a familiar energy in you, are you also a 'Martial Master'?"
He stood up slowly, with a smile on his face, and poured wine for He Ao, "I have killed those who teach martial arts."
He Ao also picked up another bottle of red wine, stood up and reached out to pour it for the old man.
