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Chapter 317 Road!

Chapter 317 Road!

"Choose to improve [unarmed combat]!"

Goethe said this.

After having enough [Bloody Honors], Goethe knew exactly which path he should choose first.

Skill!

Or to be more precise, [Skills]!

Compared with [Profession], [Secret Technique], and [Talent], which require various thresholds or restrictions, for Goethe, the basic [Skills] would be good to have [Bloody Honor]!

In a sense, it's really not difficult at all.

As for the [secret technique] that becomes restricted after reaching ‘extraordinary’ or a certain level?

Although it was not mentioned in Nice's diary, Goethe had a hunch that [Secret Art] also had a corresponding path.

The most direct evidence is [Volibear Breathing Method]!

[Volibear Breathing Technique] complements [Occupation: Warrior]!

Goethe even guessed the idea of ​​the 'Mad King' who created nineteen [career 'paths'] - not only to be perfect, but also to become stronger and stronger.

The character of "Mad King" in the early and middle stages must be like this.

The other party seems out of tune.

But he has considerable pride and talent.

Otherwise, the 'witch' wouldn't be able to find him.

Especially if it turns out to be a conspiracy.

Only 'valuable chess pieces' can be calculated.

Goethe knew this very well.

Similarly, by speculating from this starting point, Goethe came to the conclusion that 'roads' can also complement each other.

And the so-called 'multiple paths will waste time and achieve nothing'?

He, Goethe, is the seed of immortality!

He, Goethe, has great talent!

He, Goethe, has a secret realm!

Goethe believed that with all these blessings, he was already different from others. He did not need to struggle with choices like others, and he could have more trial and error costs.

Moreover, is [unarmed fighting] wrong?

Most likely not!

The more basic something is, the more important it is!

Tall buildings rise from the ground!

If you want to have a tall building, you must have a foundation that is tall!

Goethe, who kept in mind the famous sayings of his "hometown" master, firmly believed in this!

[Consumption of 8 Bloody Honors, Unarmed Fighting Extraordinary IV → Extraordinary V]

[Consumption of 10 Bloody Honors, Unarmed Fighting Extraordinary V → Extraordinary VI]

[Consumption of 12 Bloody Honors, Unarmed Fighting Extraordinary VI → Extraordinary VII]

[Consumption of 14 Bloody Honors, Unarmed Fighting Extraordinary VII → Extraordinary VIII]

[Consumption of 16 Bloody Honors, Unarmed Fighting Extraordinary VIII → Extraordinary IX]



The text messages in front of me came one after another.

Like a retrograde waterfall, Goethe's eyes were filled.

The familiar feeling of pain once again appeared on Goethe's body.

The murmuring in his ears was as clear as ever.

However, it's different from before.

This time, Goethe can actually act!

When the text in front of him disappeared, he stood in a place full of fog, with the stone ground under his feet. He raised his hand, and the gray fog receded.

Boom, boom!

The heart was beating violently.

[Heart] is giving guidance to Goethe.

The next moment, he went straight forward.

Suddenly, the fog dissipated.

The road in front of us turned into a mountain road, surrounded by dense vegetation, but it looked a bit scary at night. As the night wind danced, it looked like demons and monsters were showing their teeth and claws.

But in such an environment, a high-spirited man lay on a large bluestone and fell asleep soundly. The strong smell of wine filled the surroundings.

roar!

A tiger roared.

The night wind turned violent.

A striking white-fronted tiger walked out of the darkness. Every step he took made the ground tremble and tremble.

Translucent ghosts emerged from the white tiger's hair, roaring silently, and the lush vegetation instantly froze.

The big man turned over and sat up, looked at the eye-catching white-fronted tiger walking towards him, picked up his whistle stick, jumped off the bluestone, took a photo and hit him.

Bang!

Click!

The whistle stick hit the eye-catching white-fronted tiger and broke immediately.

The body of the eye-catching white-fronted tiger was knocked back several meters.

roar!

A tiger's roar shocked the mind.

The eye-catching white-fronted tiger suddenly pounced towards the high-spirited man.

The big man rushed towards the eye-catching white-fronted tiger without dodge.

When the two collided, the demons on the white tiger all let out sharp roars, and the big man was immediately frozen.

But, immediately, the frost dissipated.

The blood as rich as flames rose from the big man's body.

At the moment when his blood energy exploded, the already high-spirited man expanded his body by three points. He raised his hand and pressed it on the head of the eye-catching white-fronted tiger. With a little force, he pressed the eye-catching white-fronted tiger to the ground, turned over the tiger, and lifted it up.

Just hit with fists.

Bang!

With one punch, the eye-catching white-fronted tiger was hit so hard that stars appeared in his eyes, his head was dizzy, and a huge hole was made under his body by the huge and unreasonable force.

But the high-spirited man's fists did not stop.

One punch followed another.

A punch is heavier than a punch.

One punch is harder than the other.

After two punches, the ghosts on the eye-catching white-fronted tiger all whined and disappeared.

After three punches, the white-fronted tiger with the eye-catching eyes prostrated on the ground and loudly begged for mercy, no longer showing its majesty.

The last punch fell, and the tiger with the eye-catching white forehead died and disappeared.

At this moment, the aura of the high-spirited man reached its peak, and the whole mountain shook violently, as if a demon had descended from the sky, and he was really a Tai Sui god on earth.

The high-spirited man stood up, turned around, and looked at Goethe.

"Should we learn or not?"

The big man asked.

"Can't learn."

Goethe scratched his head.

"What about drinking?"

The big man asked again.

"It works."

Goethe smiled and turned around, and the big man raised his hand and threw a wine gourd.

When Goethe caught it, the big man turned around and left.

The fog appears again.

The wine gourd in Goethe's hand did not disappear.

He looked down at the wine gourd in his hand and kept moving forward.

Sound of waves!

A big river suddenly appeared.

On the river, a small boat was sailing, and there was a big man in green robe and red face, holding a knife in one hand and a book in the other.

The handle of the knife is long and slender, with dragon scales jumping on it. The dragon's head is slightly open, holding the knife and glaring with anger.

The pages of the book are yellowing, the paper is turning slightly, and the river breeze is blowing gently, which is called Spring and Autumn.

The great man sank his boat, and Goethe was on the embankment.

The two sides looked at each other wrongly.

The big man narrowed his eyes slightly.

Goethe smiled.

The knife is alive at this moment.

Amidst the clattering sound of the book pages, the green dragon on the blade rose into the sky.

The roar of the dragon shook the sky.

The dragon's head is slightly lowered, and its breath is compelling.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the four seasons rotate.

The six characters of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, faith and courage bloom with brilliance.

The next moment, use words as the foundation and years as the sword!

Nature moves forward inexorably.

Can--

Conquer the city with one sword.

"Want to learn?"

The big man in green robe asked.

Goethe hesitated, he wanted to learn.

but,

Can’t learn!

This is a knife!

final--

"I wish you success, general!"

Goethe pulled out the cork and took a swig of the strong wine from the gourd.

Spicy throat.

The flow of wine made Goethe feel like his heart was on fire.

Unconsciously, Goethe coughed several times.

The big man in green robe and red face looked at this scene, with his long beard tied up in his hands and a smile in his eyes.

"That's natural."

The voice was proud, and then the big man in green robe said again.

"The wine is not yet warm, but warm wine is still drinkable."

As he spoke, he waved his hand.

The wine in the gourd in Goethe's hand immediately became warm.

The general went down in a boat.

Leaving his back alone and proud.

When the fog came, it was still not completely covered up.

Goethe took another look and continued moving forward with the warm gourd in hand.

A general wearing armor and carrying five swords on his back was looking at him warily.

The opponent's aura was sharp, standing there like a long sword unsheathed.

Not just sharp!

return……

Radiant!

When he saw Goethe, the general was startled.

The other party's eyes unconsciously looked at the wine gourd in Goethe's hand.

Goethe smiled and pulled out the stopper.

"Want a drink?"

Goethe asked.

The general hesitated, but finally nodded.

"One cup."

A glass of warm wine and a hint of sadness.

He listened to evildoers and accidentally killed his loyal ministers.

Regret, regret, regret!

Raise your hand to drink the wine in the glass, pick up the knife and fall into hell.

Wrong.

Then make up for the mistake.

Even if it means death, it doesn't matter.

The general's mind suddenly became clear, and when he looked at Goethe, he was full of goodwill.

"Should we learn or not?"

the general asked.

"What to study?"

Goethe asked.

"Below the immortals, I am invincible. Above the immortals, one for one!"

The general said word by word, his whole body's aura changed, and the fierce energy of blood rushed straight into the sky.

Sacrifice your life for justice!

Failure or success!

Even if you are shattered to pieces, you will not take a step back!

Goethe sighed.

He wanted to learn.

But, I still can’t learn!

He doesn't have the other person's 'heart'.

The general didn't pay attention.

"Can you give me another drink?"

"certainly."

Another glass of wine.

After drinking, the general thanked Goethe and turned around to leave.

In the distance, there are barren mountains and ruined temples.

In my ears, I heard the Sanskrit sound calling for my life.

The gods in disguise are sanctimonious.

The stubborn and inflexible general stood with his sword in hand.

What is it ultimately?

Goethe didn't know.

When the fog shrouded again, he only saw a huge centipede rising into the sky, and the tiny general... did not retreat even one step.

The fog rolled.

The murmur became clearer and clearer.

The pain became more and more unbearable.

However, Goethe still strolled forward.

A dilapidated small courtyard appeared in front of me.

Goethe stepped in.

An old man with a white beard was squatting under a tree in the courtyard, seemingly observing the movement of ants.

The old man was very surprised when he saw Goethe walking in.

He blinked and immediately understood the cause and effect.

Immediately, the old man's beard stood up in anger.

Aim at the back of Goethe's head three times.

Snap, snap, snap!

Three crisp clicks.

Goethe did not feel a headache, but felt that his ears and eyes were clearer, and his brain's reaction speed also began to speed up, and some things that he had been unable to figure out in the past became clearer.

Then, Goethe felt a lightness in his hands.

The wine gourd was snatched away by the old man at some point.

“You don’t learn this, and you don’t learn that?”

"You also want to live forever?"

The old man cursed as he uncorked the wine, raised his head and drank more than half of the wine.

Then, without giving Goethe a chance to speak, he raised his foot and kicked Goethe in the butt.

Bang!

Goethe was a dog chewing shit and fell out of the courtyard.

"Hmph, I drank a bottle of wine from you, and I'll give you another chance to prevent those guys from calling me stingy."

The old man's angry words echoed in Goethe's ears.

By the time Goethe got up, the old man and his wine gourd had disappeared.

Only chaos remains.

Endless chaos.

A giant stood in the chaos, feeling extremely aggrieved.

Then, he swung his ax and smashed Chaos away.

boom!

Explosion, roar.

Chaos explodes.

Clear air rises and turbid air descends.

Goethe's eyes flashed with wonder.

This is what he wants.

It is also the one he is most familiar with.

It's what he has already imprinted on his soul.

Open the sky!

Create land!



[Unarmed combat extraordinary Ⅸ, reaching the extreme, being judged...]

【Judgment passed!】

【Unarmed fighting promotes to extraordinary Ⅸ!】

[Obtaining the ‘road’ through unarmed fighting: creating the world]

【Heart+6】

[Unarmed Fighting (Extraordinary IX): You, who are talented and hardworking, have broken through the limits time and time again. Now your unarmed fighting has entered a wider world, and you are still moving forward]

[Effect: Body +44.5 (Basic, Beginner, Skilled, Mastery, Expert, Master, Unparalleled 0.1, Extraordinary +0.5, Extraordinary I+0.6, Extraordinary II+0.7, Extraordinary III+1.5, Extraordinary IV+3, Extraordinary V+4.5

, Extraordinary VI+6, Extraordinary VII+7.5, Extraordinary VIII+9, Extraordinary IX+10.5), Skill +44.4 (Beginner, Skilled, Mastery, Expert, Master, Unparalleled 0.1, Extraordinary +0.5, Extraordinary I+0.6, Extraordinary II

+0.7, Extraordinary III+1.5, Extraordinary IV+3, Extraordinary V+4.5, Extraordinary VI+6, Extraordinary VII+7.5, Extraordinary VIII+9, Extraordinary IX+10.5)】

[Extraordinary IX: At this moment, you have reached the ultimate level of extraordinary. When you attack with your bare hands, you will get an extra 'crazy level' attack effect. You will also have the same effect when facing invisible objects]

[Armor-piercing: Your hands are the most dexterous and deadly weapons. Even when facing enemies wearing heavy armor, you can still give them a fatal blow; when you face armored creatures (including but not limited to) with bare hands

Armor, force field shield), can have 'crazy level' extra damage, and after penetrating the opponent's armor, force field shield, explodes at 'violent' level]

[Elimination: In unarmed combat, you can eliminate the opponent's unarmed and weapon attacks to reduce their power]

[Borrowing force: In unarmed combat, you can use the power from the opponent's attack and feed it back to the opponent, including but not limited to unarmed and weapon attacks]

[Critical: Your hands can touch energy, invisible objects, and use dead force and borrow power at the same time]

(Mastery option omitted)



[Open the sky and open the earth (1%): This is the final path you choose, and it is also the final display of your mind, skills, and body. When you use 'Open the sky and open the earth', your unarmed attack power and defense

Strength, skills, special effects and other effects will be increased by an additional +1%, and the enemy needs to make a 'heart' judgment with you. If the judgment fails, the opponent will collapse directly]



(Note 1: [Hand-Hand Combat (Extraordinary IX)] is the ultimate level of extraordinary and cannot be improved with bloody honor)

(Note 2: [Creation of Heaven and Earth (1%)] can be further improved by using Bloody Honor)

(Note 3: Destroying force and borrowing force require a comprehensive judgment of ‘skill’ and ‘body’. When the judgment is exceeded, the effect will be infinitely weakened)



Goethe opened his eyes again.

Almost instinctively, he kicked out and then stamped on the ground.

At this moment, a three-meter-tall giant phantom appeared behind him.

The ax in the giant shadow's hand strikes down on the head, giving people the illusion that there is no way to hide or escape, and they can only close their eyes and wait for death.

A smile appeared on Goethe's face.

"[Create the sky. Create the earth]?"

"Is this my path?"

He muttered to himself, and when he discovered that it only required 1 [Bloody Honor] to upgrade [Creation of Heaven and Earth (1%)] to [Creation of Heaven and Earth (2%)], Goethe's smile became even brighter.

"Sure enough, basics are the best choice."

Although Goethe knew that this was only %1→2%, and when it was improved later, he would definitely need more [Bloody Honor], but it was still enough to make Goethe feel happy.

At this moment, a communication crystal in Nice's room lit up.

No need to guess, Goethe knew who it was.

yes……

'them'!

After thinking for a moment, Goethe connected to the communication crystal.

The next moment, a figure appeared.

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