Time passed by, Song Xiaoyun closed his eyes, and then opened them again, the red light in his eyes completely disappeared.шwщ
"Am I not dead?" He stretched out his hand blankly and shook it, "Such a young body, is this the carrier for my split soul?"
He shook his neck, and his whole body made a cracking sound.
"Since I am Song Xiaoyun and also Angeleo Fennier, I have entered this world, so here I will be called Song Xiaoyun. The qualifications of this body are not ordinary." Angele recalled that he was beaten by the old monster.
He was hit hard on the back. At that time, he had no choice but to condense most of his power into a sword, and his soul was separated to find a carrier alone, waiting to come back later to wake up the main body, otherwise he might fall into eternal sleep.
"The injury this time was too serious. The substitute mask was completely destroyed. If it were replaced by another sealer, there would be no hope of survival at all!" He said in a heavy tone, and touched his back with his backhand. There was still some trace of skin left there.
A large purple-black birthmark. A trace of the old monster's blood spattered on it.
At that time, due to the destruction of the world window, the rupture of time and space, and Angele's self-explosion of two top-level magic weapons, the old monster was still slightly injured. After giving Angele a blow, the blood that she spattered also spattered to Angele.
Gulle's back, this is where the feeling of being hit by a train came from.
"Fortunately, it's not without gain." Angelet touched the birthmark on his back, "This blood has been completely imprinted on my soul, using the blood of the old monster's body as a primer. As long as I recover from my injuries, I should
He can try to break through the level of Xifan, the ancestor, and become the ancestor of the rootless origin.
He closed his eyes and could still recall the old monster's snake-like neck that flew up at the end, the fluctuations and frequencies of time and space at that time, and a strange and special force field that seemed to carry the terror of several worlds.
strength.
"Maybe this will be an opportunity." He took a deep breath, turned over and walked towards the other side of the cliff, climbing down the rope.
He moved flexibly and climbed down the rope easily. He removed the flying claw again and again, then found a new fixing point and climbed down again.
Within two hours, he easily climbed down from the cliff and stood firmly in the woods on the slope below.
"This body of mine has not undergone any training or meditation. It is completely based on the basic training of knights. It is just a foundation." While he was checking his body, a little blue light flashed in his eyes.
"Now everything has to be practiced from scratch, but this kind of recovery will not take long, at most a few years. Three years, at most three years, you can completely regain your original strength." Angelet thoroughly checked his physical condition.
Equivalent to a knight's apprentice, which is a good evaluation. If according to the standards of the wizarding world, Song Xiaoyun is just an ordinary person who knows how to punch and kick.
"Chip. Count all the knowledge Song Xiaoyun has."
‘Statistics task creation’
‘Start retrieving memory content’
‘The data are as follows: 1. Social knowledge. 2. Basic mathematics. 3. Basic fitness. 4. Night Monkey Fist. Spirit Snake Palm. Footwork.’
‘Automatically organize memory, integrate and calculate grade data’
'Song Xiaoyun, Angelifenirlio. Strength 11. Agility 12. Constitution 20 Spirit 11. Mana 0. The genetic limit has not been reached yet. Status: normal.'
Angelet looked at the data in front of him and pondered for a moment.
"Integrate the combat skill data and divide it into different levels."
drop
The detailed data of the three fighting skills of Night Monkey Fist, Spirit Snake Palm, and Footwork accidentally appeared before his eyes.
"Huh? Interesting." Angelet's eyes lit up and he realized that these three sets of skills were different from those in the wizarding world.
In the wizarding world, the basic fighting skills of all knights are similar. The main difference is in their unique moves and trump card skills.
And these three sets of fighting techniques are actually a complete system. It is impossible to practice them without starting with basic exercises. The effect of this is that this technique is much more complete than the fighting skills in the wizarding world.
"It's a bit like the Chinese martial arts on earth in the past. It's very systematic." Angelet carefully checked the practice methods of the three techniques with satisfaction.
"Anyway, I don't have a strong soul now, and there is no elemental energy here. I can only rely on blood to release witchcraft, which is too wasteful. I can practice the skills here. It can also be integrated into the environment here."
Angelet didn't want to be discovered by the powerful world guardian as soon as he came in. His fundamental pursuit was to completely hide himself and wait for three years to recover from his injuries and reach a higher level.
"With a large amount of stored negative energy, I don't need to do anything. My soul will naturally return to its original level in three years. I can use these three years to thoroughly learn about this world."
He raised his head and looked at the bright morning sky. Among the white clouds, silver stars were faintly visible.
"From now on, I will mainly focus on the fighting skills here. After being seriously injured, I am not far different from ordinary people now."
Although he had awakened his memory and recovered the stored soul power, if he wanted to fully recover within three years, Angele would not be able to use his bloodline power and witchcraft talent at all.
In other words, he is exactly the same now as before he awakened his memory.
There is no difference either physically or mentally. Except for the additional hundreds of years of memories of the sealed ones and the powerful soul, there is no difference at all.
The only advantage is the chip. The chip after multiple upgrades is powerful. This thing is gradually strengthened with Angelet's soul, and it should be able to help him accelerate his integration here.
After sorting out his thoughts, Angele took out a white map from a leather bag on his waist, checked it, and trotted directly towards the depths of the forest.
a few days later
Linhai City on the Edge of the Sea of Trees
This is a small city on the edge of a mountain. Looking down from a high place, most of the buildings inside are gray and dilapidated. A few old glass buildings are the tallest symbols of this small city, with only a dozen floors.
A clear river forms a circle around the entire city, becoming a moat in disguise.
Between the houses in the city, cars and two-wheelers flow continuously, and most of these vehicles have veins like blue blood vessels on their surfaces. Whether they are red, white, or black, they all have the same blue veins.
Only a very small number of gorgeous and exquisite cars have red veins.
Near a remote middle school in the city, on a sparsely populated street, stands a martial arts gym with a square yard.
Two mahogany columns support the door, and a round stone-shaped plaque hangs on the horizontal plaque, which reads: Extreme cultivation.
The black wooden door was half-open, and through the crack in the door one could see the square white stone training ground covered with weeds inside. The sunlight shone in the training ground, reflecting a somewhat dazzling white light.
Whoosh
A bright blue taxi slowly stopped at the door. The door opened with a bang, and a young man got out. He gave the driver two black banknotes. The man stood in front of the martial arts gym, looking up at the somewhat tattered plaque.
Sighed slightly.
The man looks to be only about twenty years old, but if you look closely, you can see that his actual age is much younger, but the temperament in his eyes reveals a different feeling from that of ordinary teenagers.
He was wearing a white sportswear, ordinary white sneakers, and carried a gray satchel on his back, the kind carried by students. There were faint yellow patches left in some places. It was obviously a yellow schoolbag that had faded directly into
Such.
"I'm finally back." Angelet sighed, and his originally ugly facial features became even more gloomy as he frowned.
"Xiaoyun, are you back? Where did you travel again? It took you so long to come back?" The owner of a snack shop on the right leaned over and asked with a smile.
"I went to Triangle Cliff and didn't go far this time. How is Uncle Ma's business?"
"It's okay. Students are on vacation these days. It's the off-season, and you know the school."
The owner of the snack shop started chatting with Angelet endlessly, dragging him to describe his hardships for a long time before letting him into the martial arts gym.
Walking into the martial arts hall, there are rows of bungalows around the square white stone training ground, forming a courtyard. Each row has three rooms.
When Angelet walked in, he happened to see a boy with thick eyebrows and blue eyes, boxing slowly in the shade at the edge of the training ground.
The boy has short black hair combed to one side. His strong upper body is full of strong and dark muscles. His face is not handsome, but he also has a strong and fierce temperament.
He was practicing the Night Monkey Fist that Song Xiaoyun also knew. When it was fast, the wind made a crackling sound, and when it was slow, it was like grinding. It was steady and powerful. Different from Song Xiaoyun's agile style, this boy's feet were driven step by step, like driving nails.
, Steady and Dangdang.
"Big brother!" When Angele saw the strong boy, he quickly stepped forward and shouted loudly.
The boy clasped his hands on his chest, stood upright and exhaled, surrounded by the heat of his sweat.
"Xiaoyun is back? Your sister and Xiaonian are both looking for you. Someone from the army came to look for you the day before yesterday. It should be the out-of-town boy you beat up on the street corner who called the police. Take it easy."
Angelet made the same ashamed expression as before. "I have to trouble the teacher again about my own affairs this time." Having been together for so many years, he had long seen that the senior brothers, sisters and junior sisters in the martial arts school were all sincere to each other.
He is good, even though he was just an abandoned baby who was replaced by a bit of Angele's soul, he is not a person who does not know good and bad things.
Senior Brother Li Xiulin is the type who looks cold on the surface, but actually takes good care of everyone in the martial arts gym.
"It's good to know. If the master hadn't been familiar with Uncle Cheng from the police station, it would have been really difficult to do this. But it was completely handled yesterday, but you have to be more careful in the future."
"I know, senior brother." Angelet nodded and replied, "Where's the teacher? And where are my sister, Xiaonian and the others? Are they all in the training hall?"
The training hall is the main source of income for the martial arts gym. It recruits students who love fighting and collects tuition fees as income. It is equivalent to a short-term training class.