Although I know that these books will disappear for no reason after returning to the practice room, but what if?
These operations were only completed in an instant. The next moment Su Qiu practiced the portable knife and crashed into the crowd in black. Before the opponent could shoot, a gust of wind and rain slashed them.
The battle ended quickly.
Su Qiulian shook off the blood on the knife. Feeling that it was no longer safe here, he grabbed the robber outside the door. After thinking about it, he took a few books and left the bookstore.
He doesn't want to go back yet. This world is a bit special. There is a lot of knowledge that he has never heard of or seen before. It is a precious treasure and he is reluctant to leave now.
It was also at this moment that Su Qiulian confirmed one thing, that is, all the scenes that appeared when challenging the bandits were real worlds.
Especially in this scene world, there are actually people and so many magical things. If possible, he really wants to stay a little longer and learn more about this world.
An hour later, the earth shook, and the world seemed to stand still for a moment. Su Qiulian's head buzzed, and blood flowed from his ears. At this time, he had various large and small gunshot wounds all over his body, hiding in a well. His eyes were blurred.
Through the mouth of the well, I saw thick smoke filling the sky. After a burst of blazing white light, there seemed to be an invisible impact. The exposed skin seemed to be burned and dissolved by something, and my eyes were blinded. No longer hesitating, the black knife slashed downwards.
, a head sank into the well and surfaced a moment later.
Su Qiulian gritted his teeth and persisted, dying.
…
In the practice room, Su Qiulian appeared intact.
He immediately looked at the Qiankun Bag and couldn't help but sigh: "I can't bring it back!"
After a while, Su Qiulian put this scene behind him.
So far, he has challenged the bandits twenty times, and his proficiency has increased by more than 2,000. In addition to the rest of the five tiger door-breaking swords that he had previously upgraded to the peak, he has now accumulated a proficiency of "21986".
This level of proficiency is enough for him to upgrade a third-rate martial arts that is similar to the "Five Tigers Broken Gate Sword" from "beginner" to "peak".
After the light gold runes elevated the "Pennacle" Five Tiger Door-Breaking Knife to the "otherworldly" realm, there were still no familiar 'symbols' that represented improvement in the technique, indicating that it was in the same non-upgradeable state as before.
Su Qiulian now has no proficiency and nowhere to use it.
Let’s start practicing Xiang Di Kung Fu as soon as possible. Su Qiulian calmed down and chose “meditation”.
Meditation is probably the simplest of the four options hanging in the practice room. There are no complicated and changeable scenes, no ruthless robbers, and no other debris. It is just a simple room and only takes about an hour.
In addition to allowing him to gain about 100 proficiency points, it also allows him to feel like he is in a dream, put aside distracting thoughts, and relax his body and mind at the same time.
Every time "practice" ends, Su Qiulian will end with "meditation".
By the time Su Qiulian came out of the practice room, it was already late at night outside. In the scene where he challenged the bandit for the last time, he stayed too long.
But when he was getting ready to sleep, his father asked him to take a medicinal bath.
The next day, Su Qiu, who had not slept enough, closed his eyes and rested his mind under the ring. From what he learned about the schedule yesterday, he had to fight two games today and win both games in order to enter the top seventy.
With his "extraordinary" Five Tiger Door-Breaking Sword, he can't be said to be very confident about the top ten in this competition, or he can say that he is sure of it.
"No. 91, Su Qiulian."
"No. 174, Lin Qi's duty."
Suddenly someone shouted loudly in the second arena.
Su Qiulian opened his eyes and walked quickly towards the second stage.
There was also someone striding forward next to him. Su Qiulian turned to look at the other person, and the other person just happened to look at him. The two looked at each other, a little surprised, and at the same time, they both understood in their hearts that the other person was his opponent in this competition.
The second stage was not far away. When both of them got on the stage, Su Qiulian took out his tag number, looked at the person standing opposite and said, "Heyang Gang, Su Qiulian."
When the other party saw this, he also took out his sign: "There is no sect, no sect, Lin Qi is worth it."
Due to the two people's behavior, the person who called them to the stage didn't hesitate. After confirming that the brand numbers were correct, they directly announced the start of the competition. However, they did not get down. Instead, they stood on the edge of the ring and watched silently.
Su Qiuzhi was the first to take action. He rushed forward and when he was close to Lin Qizhi, he kicked his left leg out from his chest. The strong wind roared, and Lin Qizhi's eyelids jumped. He did not give in. His hands were like seals moving water, and his palms were bulging and thick.
The skin cocoon quickly turns black, and in an instant it is as black and reflective as iron. This change process is very short, and it is difficult to detect without careful attention.
Su Qiulian saw it.
In the middle of the attack, he changed his stance. He was kicking his legs back and turning around at the same time. His right leg was like a sword slashing towards Lin Qizhi's head.
This was originally one of Xiao Tan's leg changes. On this basis, Su Qiulian gave the shadow of the sword, so that its power increased dramatically under the action of the force of the sword.
Xiao Tan's kick had already reached its peak, and even with ordinary kung fu, Su Qiulian showed a fierce and fierce edge. However, this kick missed, and Lin Qi ducked and cleverly dodged it.
Lin Qi raised his hands and did not stop. On the contrary, he was hitting Su Qiulian at a faster speed.
The evil wind blew against his face, and there was a faint pungent smell of medicine. Su Qiulian's expression changed, and he drew a knife in mid-air and struck.
"boom!"
The sound of metal clashing came from the sword and two palms.
Su Qiulian used this to distance himself and said in surprise: "Iron sand palm?"
Lin Qizhi lowered his hands gently to the left and right sides, a little surprised: "You are so handsome with your kung fu."
"Your palm skills are not bad either." Su Qiulian replied.
Lin Qizhi looked at him and said, "My hands are as good as gold and iron. Your sword is just ordinary, has it collapsed?"
Su Qiulian raised the knife with his left hand and held it horizontally in front of him, covering half of his face. "It seems like your hand can't hurt my ordinary knife."
There was no damage to the knife at all.
Lin Qizhi was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't believe it. He stayed there and looked at his hands until a deep shout woke him up. He saw that the young man opposite had already drawn the knife and his face was as calm as a piece of fine iron that has been tempered for thousands of times.
Lin Qizhi's legs bent, and he bounced backwards. The next moment, the light of the sword passed by, and a sound pierced his ears. Lin Qizhi landed on the edge of the ring, and his heart palpitated.
At this time, the boy opposite spoke again: "What kind of leg skills do you have? You can escape so fast."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man and the knife chased after him, but Lin Qizhi moved his legs, and the residual image disappeared. When he reappeared, he was behind Su Qiulian, pushing out with both hands, and the air was squeezed out.
A silver moon arc flashed across...
Su Qiulian didn't look back. He turned his body halfway and returned the knife.
Bang!
The palm knife was split at the first touch. Su Qiulian was still facing forward and was about to fall off the ring. He suddenly flipped over and passed through with a black palm grazing the corner of his clothes.
Lin Qi stood frozen in place, watching as Su Qiulian rolled over his head and gave him a barb.
"Ding~"
The tip of the knife pierced the raised skin cocoon and was marked with fireworks.