Chapter 111 A ton of punching power, lv2 [special power] skills
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Lu Yuan closed the window. The bedroom was stuffy. He sat at his desk and opened his career panel.
[Attribute points: 1]
[Skill Points: 1]
[Ancient Language Expert] After upgrading, you will get 1 attribute point and 1 skill point. The attribute points will be ignored for the time being. The main thing is the distribution of skill points.
There is only 1 skill point that can be allocated, but there are many skills that need to be improved.
[Student] The second core [Flash of Inspiration] under the career panel, triggering it during battle can produce a "critical hit" effect, and triggering it during daily practice can greatly improve Lu Yuan's understanding of martial arts moves.
[Crane Shadow Floating in the Sky] was finally understood and unlocked after being triggered by [Flash of Inspiration] again and again.
It's very easy to use and can be called a magical skill.
[Report to the Dead (Extraordinary)] As the only extraordinary career panel that Lu Yuan currently has mastered, the current levels of the three basic skills are still pitiful 2, 1, and 1.
I don’t know when I will be able to satisfy the requirements and unlock the first extraordinary core skill that has a long way to go.
Then there is the [Fighter] panel, where there are more areas that require skill point improvement.
Take the Spiritual Crane Body for example. After the Spiritual Crane Body is level 2, the increase in experience points each time you practice becomes much smaller.
Lin Zhiqin said that the Crane Sect's direct examination will begin in one month.
Calculating the time, there are almost twenty days left.
If the progress of the Spiritual Crane Body could be improved, Lu Yuan would be more certain of passing the assessment.
Of course, this kind of decision-making that only considers short-term profits is obviously unwise.
Lu Yuanshou hesitated for a while, and finally added skill points to [Special Power].
[Fighter] The core skills of the second profession under the panel have been increased from lv1 to lv2
"What new effects will [Special Power] have after it is upgraded to v2?"
Enter the consciousness space and give it a try!”
Qin Feng closed his eyes, and the quiet and dense sound of rain quickly left me.
The sun is shining brightly, but there is no feeling of coldness at all.
In the parking lot of the abandoned car, Qin Feng and the Cave Rat Man looked at each other quietly.
"taste----
The cave rat man's blood-red eyes stared closely at Qin Feng, his weak chest covered with mottled white hair rose and fell violently, and he let out a smooth breathing sound like a swift bellows.
Waves of gray air wrapped around its body for seven weeks, and suddenly rushed towards its mouth and nose in one breath.
At this moment, the burrow rat monster's already strong body suddenly expanded inward, showing a rather exaggerated muscular effect.
Qin Feng looked at the rat monster with an intense expression and took half a step forward with his left foot.
I made a fist with my left hand, raised it, and stretched my arm forward quickly. My whole body seemed to become a small bow. I raised my fist to accumulate strength, and the tangible bowstring tightened little by little.
"!"
After absorbing all the gray energy, the burrowing rat monster suddenly disappeared, and a large pit suddenly exploded where it was originally standing.
In almost the blink of an eye, he suddenly appeared in front of Ke Shuang. The speed was incredibly slow.
At this time, Qin Feng's bowstring was stretched to a certain extreme.
let go!
The left fist is like an arrow, coming out in a coherent manner.
During the punching process, the muscles in my left arm surged violently like waves.
Then it expanded rapidly, muscles bulged, and veins bulged... In the blink of an eye, it seemed to turn into a terrifying giant python, and it "bited" the burrowing rat monster with a firm bite.
Under the chest.
"boom!"
The dull sound of fists clashing.
The momentum of the burrow rat monster's backward attack was instantly restrained, and it flew into the air like a small shrimp.
"Um?"
Ke Shuang's brows furrowed, as if that was not the effect I really wanted.
However, the last second...
"!"
A small ball of flesh and blood suddenly exploded behind Qin Feng's eyes, and countless pieces of blood sprayed all over Ke Shuang's head and face.
"Pfft, pfft--'
The bad thing is that it is in the consciousness space. If it were reality, I would be disgusted to death.
Qin Feng spit out the bits and pieces that Daxin had eaten out of his mouth.
"v2 [Normal Power], the maximum increase in the instantaneous power burst reaches eight times."
"My ability to control muscles has improved a lot."
"It's not that Qin Feng looked at the burrow rat monster that was almost completely broken into pieces and only had a few stumps and broken arms. There was a bit of surprise and joy in his eyes.
"Become Ke Shuangyu!"
The punch just hit the underground rat monster and penetrated it with one punch. Qin Feng still felt strange.
I just found out earlier that a small part of the power contained in my lv2 [Normal Power] punch ran away from the rat monster's body.
exploded within its body.
That’s why the rat monster didn’t blow up like a water balloon when it was popped.
"That technique is very practical."
Qin Feng's current strength is very strong, less than 100 kilograms.
When Iv1 [Normal Power] is activated, the instant punch power can reach 1,800 or even 1,770, which is more than one ton.
But there is always benefit.
At most, when he fought against Duan Fali Linghe and Zhou Ling and others in the conscious space, Qin Feng's less than a ton punching power seemed to be fake, and it had almost no effect.
I understood it later, but I didn’t understand it until I formally came into contact with martial arts training.
It's because before a low-level fighter goes through the training of skin, flesh, bones, and internal organs, his body has already been tempered like fine steel.
If the punches hit us again, they will be strengthened layer by layer, so they will naturally have some lethality.
"It's the same thing as mastering the skills to transform into Lin Zhiqin.
Your power can be transmitted to the opponent's body through the skin, flesh and bones, and a sudden burst will not feel like beating a cow across a mountain.
The more Qin Feng thought about it, the more excited he became. He had to restrain his eager desire to fight.
"Try each one!"
I slowly entered and exited the consciousness space, then changed to an imaginary enemy before retreating...
A moment ago, Qin Feng, who had tested Ke Shuangyu, Linghe, Crow God, Zhou Ling and even Gao Qing, suddenly opened his eyes and completely entered and exited the battle with the "imaginary enemy".
"call--"
Take a deep breath.
Qin Feng's face showed nothing but satisfaction before he tried it.
There is no trace of helplessness and simplicity.
"The threat to us has become smaller, but the overall strength is still too small."
Qin Feng thought the problem was no longer complicated.
Although the transformation of Ke Shuangyu is useless against burrowing rat monsters, it is not enough against low-level combatants like Ke Shuang.
The hidden power that Lin Zhiqin had unleashed retreated into Qi Zhi's body, and even though it had penetrated a little, it was quickly reduced by the flesh of the two men.
Foolish martial artists have long mastered the technique of automatically unloading force.
Qin Feng's power of less than a ton, when transmitted into our bodies, can actually cause very little harm to us.
On the contrary, the effect on reformers like Zhou Ling and Gao Qing is even worse.
A solid hit can make us bleed from the mouth, which is also very effective against the Crow God. In the peak state of the Crow God, this thick layer of death energy in the body is on the physical level.
Power can penetrate at will.
"With [Dead Qi Coil], the effect may be even worse."
"[Dead Qi Coil] should be upgraded to be more damaging. Less dead Qi will be collected, and the defense-breaking effect will be even worse."
Qin Feng wanted to see it, but suddenly he became irritable. "Actually, to put it bluntly, the strength is enough!"
"We can reduce the punching force of 1 ton by relying on unloading techniques, but what about ten tons? What about a hundred tons?
As long as the instantaneous burst of power can break the limit of unloading force, any low-handed opponent will be smashed by your punch!"
Before adding even one attribute point, Qin Feng simply added it to his strength.
Fog time.
Ke Shuang, who was sitting cross-legged under the floor, made a series of "squeaking" sounds all over his body, and his whole body suddenly shrank in size.
"call--"
As soon as I stood up from the ground, my body shape before swelling changed from slender and well-proportioned to weak and burly again.
Although this is an exaggeration, it is true because the muscles on the skin have thickened, their strength and density have increased.
That kind of qualitative change made Qin Feng's whole person naturally exude a tangible sense of oppression towards Qi Zhou.
The room that originally seemed less dark because of the rain, on top of the tangible sense of oppression... the light coming from the window seemed to become stronger.
Qin Feng opened the window, and the heavy rain inside immediately receded.
Small raindrops hit my body hard, bringing a slight cooling feeling.
Qin Feng stretched one arm out of the window.
There are relatively strong muscles, and the explosive power contained in them can be felt with just the naked eye.
Qin Feng opened his palms, and the moment the raindrops fell...
Clench hard!
"——"
A cloud of water mist immediately exploded behind my eyes, and the slight explosion was masked by the sound of rain.
"Basic punching strength...maybe less than a ton."
Qin Feng continued to grasp it, and finally squeezed out balls of white mist, thinking silently in his heart.
The further you add points to the strength attribute, the smaller the increase will be.
What really limits the growth of strength is physical fitness and length.
The latter determines how much Qin Feng can exert that power.
The former represents balance and coordination, not neurological reaction speed.
The strength is definitely very small, but the reaction ability is low, and the whole person will appear "bloated", "smart", and "long-term".
Hitting mosquitoes with a small hammer turns your strength into a joke and can only be reduced to a sandbag and a target for punches.
"It's not bad, you are too slow now, but you don't have the strength to control it...
Qin Feng held the mist in conversation for a while, then slowly lost interest.
He retracted his hand and closed the window again.
Then I retreated to the consciousness space again and tried to activate V2 [normal force] with the basic punch power of one ton.
The results were unsatisfactory.
With a physical constitution of 16 points, he is barely able to withstand an instant burst of eight times the basic punch force of 1 ton.
"I only have one son. Women die early, and you have to struggle to raise him all by yourself."
"Chen Yang, this kid, is a bad person, filial and cold-hearted.
It’s not because I love studying that I dropped out of school after finishing high school.”
"I followed my mother's advice and served as a soldier for two years. Before I came back, I learned how to fight. I got a lot of money when I came back.
I heard the salary is lower than working in a small company."
"But who would have thought that bad people would suddenly appear, hey...
Qin Feng squatted behind an orange stall, eating early-ripening mandarins that had just been harvested this year, while listening to the short and fat aunt behind him speak Mandarin with a dialect,
The orange peels on the soles of my feet have not yet piled up into a huge mountain.
Where is Chen Yang’s mother now?”
Ke Shuang stuffed a few slices of orange-red orange flesh into his mouth, and asked as if he was listening intently.
At that time, a young man in a white T-shirt walked next to him and shouted: "Boss, how do you sell those oranges? How much less per pound?"
Qin Feng glanced at the young man casually.
The former looked at me, and for some reason, he suddenly closed his mouth and hurried away from the side.
Then there was the half-mentioned mention of buying oranges.
"Forehead..
Qin Feng glanced at his strong arm muscles that were stretched out under his knees and exaggerated lines, and he was speechless for a moment.
He raised his head and faced the orange seller with an expression that looked like she wanted to say something, but she didn't dare to say anything.
After a moment of silence, he said, "Auntie, you can buy all those oranges for him later."
"Use it, use it!"
The aunt waved her hands repeatedly, but Ke Shuang didn't reach out and pulled a plastic bag over, and put oranges into the bag in small handfuls.
