The next moment, one red attribute point disappeared, and then another red attribute point was deducted.
The first layer of numbers behind Shiquan Martial Arts began to become blurry, and then turned into the second layer. A large number of memories of practicing martial arts skills poured into my mind, including memories of practice.
But just the second layer is not enough!
Continuing to deduce and strengthen, Chen Xing's expression did not change. The red attribute points he now possesses are quite abundant.
The next moment, two red attribute points disappeared twice.
The third level of Shiquan Martial Arts...
A large number of memories emerged in Chen Xing's mind.
This martial art is gradually perfected through constant deductions, and a large number of memories emerge in my mind.
The seventh floor, the eighth floor, the ninth floor...
Memories are like reincarnations again and again, and his skills are like a piece of rough jade that gradually becomes more and more beautiful through constant polishing.
He is an unknown disciple of the Iron Master who devotes himself to cultivating. He is an old monk who has been sweeping the floors in the Northern Shaolin Library for ten years. He is a battlefield general who has been in the army for decades and has honed his marksmanship to the peak since he was a child.
.....
The technique of exerting force is gradually not limited to the purely physical body.
The human body has 206 bones, 639 muscles, 6 billion muscle fibers, and approximately 60 trillion cells.
If every bone, muscle, fiber, and even cell is treated as a component, the human body becomes an epic and sophisticated war weapon!
And Chen Xing's experience in this martial arts is gradually deepening. Even an ordinary person who has never practiced any martial arts can fully unleash the potential of his physical body and control the secretion of every pore, muscle, organ, and hormone.
The combat potential is even more terrifying than that of an ordinary high-level warrior.
And what kind of combat power can a warrior who has continuously strengthened his physical body through martial arts practice unleash if he can fully unleash the potential of his physical body...
Chen Xing temporarily stopped when he reached the thirtieth level of Shiquan Martial Arts.
It's not that he can't continue to strengthen, but he feels that this is the limit of what he can currently master in this martial arts.
It seems that it is not just a matter of physical strength, but also involves...spirit.
The level above thirty already involves a more subtle microscopic world.
With my current mental strength, I cannot perfectly control so many muscles.
Although he can push this martial arts to a deeper level, his mental strength cannot support him to perform more subtle moves.
Just like some free fighting moves and techniques, ordinary people without training can easily injure themselves if they perform those difficult moves.
Chen Xing discovered that essence, energy and spirit are all closely connected.
It is possible to strengthen an attribute in a crude and extreme way, but there are limits after all.
This is the limit of your own strength.
Chen Xing continued to add points.
The thirty-first level of the Ten Complete Martial Arts!
Bang!
It was as if a world had exploded.
Massive memories of practice poured into my mind.
These memories of practice are added to my mind
This is a strange world, and in this world, he practices a strange technique.
This technique seems to be able to ignite the microscopic world and control every cell in the human body.
He only had memories of practice. In his new memory of practice, he was an ascetic who practiced crazily every day until he stood in front of the mountain wall and punched the cliff.
In an instant, countless tiny black holes appeared densely on the cliff in front of me.
Memory also ends here.
Chen Xing opened his eyes.
Slowly savoring the new moves brought to him by the 31st level of Shiquan Martial Arts.
If the first thirty levels have been honed to the pinnacle of skills, then the thirty-level level has transcended skills.
It has already involved a more detailed microscopic view. Of course, the microscopic view here is only relative.
Big and small in this world are always relative.
To humans, cells are small, but to the planet, humans are also tiny.
Chen Xing stood up, pushed open the door of the martial arts room and came outside.
At this time, the cold wind was blowing and the moonlight was lonely and cold.
Chen Xing tapped his toes, and his whole figure looked like a ghost.
He doesn't need to use his physical skills now, his speed is terrifyingly fast.
The secret guard hiding behind a big rock in the distance wiped his eyes and wondered why he suddenly disappeared.
Chen Xing quietly came to a quiet place in the back mountain.
Dark green vines hang down, and the damp rock walls behind are covered with moist moss.
Chen Xing raised his right hand, put his right thumb and little finger together, and stretched out three fingers.
He punched out, and like lightning, the punch loosened at the slightest touch on the surface of the rock wall.
Withdrawing his right hand, three unfathomable holes appeared on the rock wall at some point.
The bluestone powder that was ground into powder was like rice flowing out of a punctured rice bag, constantly spilling to the ground.
A small black insect flew out of the bush and was about to land on Chen Xing's shoulder. The exposed skin of his shoulder trembled slightly. The insect seemed to have touched an electric grid and was instantly ejected with a snap.
In Chen Xing's opinion, this force is somewhat like the description of Hua Jin in the martial arts of his previous life.
Not one feather can be added, and no flies can fall.
If Chen Xing could collapse this cliff with just one palm, he would never be able to destroy only the finger hole without damaging the surrounding area.
And this was not the limit of Chen Xing's test. Chen Xing stared at the wall in front of him for a long time and raised his right hand again.
Yun Danfeng rested lightly on the cliff and then let go.
The surface of the cliff was intact, but Chen Xing knocked lightly on the cliff.
This cliff suddenly shattered.
There is a huge hole several square meters in size.
Looking carefully, this huge hole is an extremely regular spherical shape.
He did not use Gang Qi, but only used pure physical strength to achieve this step.
A fallen leaf floated down from above. Chen Xing held the fallen leaf between his index and middle fingers. With a flick of his wrist, the fallen leaf turned into a dart and shot out.
It drew an arc in mid-air, cutting off a vine not far away, and at the same time, it sank deep into the cliff without losing any momentum.
During the impact, the fallen leaves were shattered into pieces, leaving only a pile of powder.
Flying flowers touched the leaves, Chen Xing lowered his eyelids, tapped his right foot lightly, and a branch on the ground fell on the palm of his hand.
The fighting spirit extended along the arms to the branches, and the originally plain branches had a layer of dazzling red on the outside.
With a flick of his wrist, he held a sword flower.
The shadow of the sword in his hand is like a ghost, and fighting energy shoots out from the branches, looking like flying sword energy.
A deep sword mark was left on the cliff, and scorching white smoke spread from the sword mark. A small amount of crystalline material burned by the high temperature was left near the location of the cliff that was injured by the lava fighting energy.
After testing other abilities one after another, Chen Xing had a rough idea.
Turning to look down the mountain, he was now standing on the top of the island in the center of Silver Moon Lake, where he could see half of Beihu City's fireworks.
Maybe it's time to go out and take a look, and take a look at the golden attributes that the ancient cultural relics of Stargazing Country can provide.
You should be able to get a lot of golden attribute points.
Of course, the best way is to ask the museums and collectors to bring all the cultural relics and antiques. You only need to stay at home, even if you lie down, to obtain golden attribute points.
But even the Tuoba family doesn't have such a big reputation.
After returning to his room, he just wanted to have a good rest after being in seclusion for a few days.
Although he has been able to go ten and a half days without rest without affecting his condition, there is no doubt that as a familiar habit, sleeping can still make him feel happy and relaxed.
Lying on the bed, the moonlight shines on the end of the bed from the window.
Chen Xing was awakened by the faint burning sensation between her eyebrows.
He turned over and sat up, touching the center of his eyebrows, feeling a vague gaze coming from around him.
Touching his forehead, Chen Xing frowned.
He had tried many methods to get rid of this thing he had contracted not long ago.
There is an extra mark between the eyebrows, making it look like a heavenly eye.
The strange feeling of gaze lasted for about ten minutes, during which time no other strange things happened.
Finally, I found a headband and tied it on my forehead to cover up the mark.
Early the next morning, Chen Xing came to my grandfather's courtyard.
Grandpa got up very early and was practicing marksmanship in the small courtyard.
Chen Xing stood aside and watched silently. After watching for a while, he also learned the basics of this marksmanship.
This marksmanship is great for killing enemies on the battlefield, but it is not suitable for one-on-one duels between warriors.
"Hahaha, dear grandson, what do you think of grandpa's shooting skills?" Tuoba Shan finished practicing his shooting skills and wiped his sweat.
He looked at his grandson with burning eyes, trying to read the emotion on his face.
He believed that few men could resist a big gun.
"It's quite subtle." Chen Xing said.
"Then do you want to learn? Grandpa will teach you!" Tuobashan said.
"I learned it," Chen Xing said.
Tuoba Shan was stunned. Did you learn it? When did you learn it? Who taught you?
Chen Xing saw the long weapons placed on the weapons rack next to him, and casually pulled out a long spear with a red tassel of eight feet.
Just as Tuoba Shan was about to speak, he saw Chen Xing shaking his spear and stabbing out with a very sophisticated and steady hand. The red tassel behind the tip of the spear was stretched straight, like a red swimming dragon.
This thrust is fast and stable, and it cannot be used without decades of spear skills at the beginning.
As the saying goes, a stick lasts a lifetime, and a sword lasts a lifetime. The reason why a spear is called a spear is because it is long. The longer the weapon, the more difficult it is to use it well.
If you are not proficient in using cold weapons such as spears that are three to four meters long, you might as well use a kitchen knife.
"This move of yours..." Tuoba Shan hesitated, he realized that Chen Xing's marksmanship looked the same at first glance.
But if you take a closer look, it seems to be a little different from your own marksmanship. Some of the moves are different, maybe because you didn't learn them correctly when you learned them.
Tuoba Shan frowned, he was going to take a good look at Chen Xing's marksmanship, so that he could point out his shortcomings later.
After watching for a while, Tuoba Shan saw some problems.
The problem is that the ancestral marksmanship seems not as sophisticated as Chen Xing’s marksmanship?!
Tuoba Shan remained calm and coughed slightly, "My dear grandson, there was something wrong with your move just now. Yes, I remember it was supposed to be a thrust and a carbine. Your leaning posture is a bit different."
Chen Xing saw Tuoba Shan's little thoughts, but he didn't expose them and answered all questions.
It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning when grandma came to urge them to eat that they stopped temporarily.
After lunch, basking in the warm sun, Chen Xing and Tuoba Shan were lying on the rocking chairs. He told his grandfather that he wanted to go out.
"You want to go out?" Tuoba Shan was not surprised. Young people can't stay in one place.
In fact, he also saw something, although he didn't know why his grandson needed antiques.
But he didn't want to get to the bottom of it, he just wanted to support his grandfather.
"But it's not peaceful recently. Of course I'm not worried about you, I'm worried about others." Tuoba Shan told Chen Xing about the recent situation.
"Several members of our Tuoba family have joined that organization and served as senior members. Logically speaking, they should be one of the targets for liquidation, but no."
Tuoba Mountain means something.
This time the military did not come and seemed to have ignored them consciously.
Now Chen Xing must have entered the eyes of those people. If Chen Xing leaves Beihu City, someone might use some tricks.
He was worried that Chen Xing, who was young and inexperienced, might be taken advantage of by some people.
"If you want antiques, you can go to the Imperial Capital. The Imperial Capital is the capital, where people gather and the cultural and historical objects are the most exquisite." Tuoba Shan said.
"It just so happens that an old friend of mine is going back to the Imperial Capital in the past two days. He also has some connections in the Imperial Capital."
Tuoba Shan asked Mr. Tang to invite the old friend in his mouth, and Chen Xing met the old friend in his grandfather's mouth.
An old man with gray hair but clear cheekbones and a chic demeanor.
The old man wore a loose black cloak, with a black glove on his left hand hidden under the cloak, and a long sword slung around his waist.
Judging from his current appearance, if he were forty years younger, he would definitely be a handsome and handsome man.
"This is my grandson. This is an old friend I have known for many years. He is an old man of the Murong family. It is really embarrassing to say that he was almost betrayed by his own descendants. This time he is about to return to the imperial capital to take over the situation of the Murong family again. You have to watch
I have explained to him about the antiques and antiques, and he will help you contact the local cultural relics bureau after arriving in the imperial capital." Tuoba Shan said to Chen Xing.
Murong Chi said in a free and easy tone, "I was careless. I have been in seclusion all year round. When a family gets bigger, it is easy for some people to be careless and careless."
"Want me to lend you some manpower?" Tuoba Shan said.
"No, just a sword will do. It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day. Let's set off in the afternoon." Murong Chi said.
Just as a few people were talking, a loud noise suddenly came from outside the door.
"Sir, someone from the Qingzhou Military Region wants to see you." Mr. Tang walked in from outside the hospital and glanced at Murong Chi.
"Finally I can't hold it in any longer," Tuoba Shan said.
In the past few days, he had been waiting for people from the Qingzhou Military Region to come to visit him when there was a big official operation, but he did not take the initiative to come to see the Qingzhou Military Region.
At this time, a dozen trucks were parked outside the covered bridge of Silver Moon Lake.
Behind the truck were neatly lined up formations of soldiers.
"Get out of the car, we have them all!" the hunky sergeant yelled.
Under the command of the noncommissioned officer, the soldiers arranged themselves into columns in an orderly manner.
Some of the soldiers have special weapons in their hands, and some soldiers carry special weapons on their shoulders.
"General, do we really want to conflict with them? There is an order from above..."
"Why, the orders from above are more effective than my orders, aren't they?" The man sitting in the passenger seat said coldly.
"Don't dare."
"If you don't dare, then shut up. It is a soldier's duty to obey orders."