Time passed slowly, and at exactly five o'clock, Zhuang Wuming's body began to become illusive. After a while, the sky and the earth became dark, and he disappeared into the room. Another journey of life and death was about to begin.
After waking up in the darkness, Zhuang Wuming immediately alerted his surroundings and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there was no danger.
His eyes fell on himself, a field of data flickered, and his eyelids twitched.
Innate skills: The first level of "Bajiquan" Flesh and Bones Appearance: 100% control of muscles and bones (peak level)
The first level of "Wind Spirit Fist": Flesh and Bone Appearance: Improving body agility (introduction)
Active skill: Cooking (Basic)
Special Item: Sin Blade (Level: Normal Function: Bloodletting)
Evolution points: 0
"Sure enough, just as I guessed, the so-called inherent skills are the ability to learn by oneself, and finally turned into inherent skills."
"Now it is certain that skills are also divided into levels. According to the display of active skills and inherent skills, there should be at least three levels, basic, entry, and peak."
"But there should be levels between the entry level and the peak level. You have to slowly increase it to know how many levels there are."
With an idea in his mind, Zhuang Wuming did not waste time and continued practicing.
He didn't plan to go out and take risks. He would first defend his three-thirds of land and refine this "Light Spirit Fist" before talking about anything else.
Cultivation in the dream world is faster and more effective for Zhuang Wuming because there are all kinds of monsters here.
Zhuang Wuming discovered that every time he practiced to the limit, eating food cooked with his own skills could quickly replenish his own consumption and repair minor damage to his body. He could practice "Light Spirit Fist" dozens of times a day.
The accumulation of practice times and powerful cooking skills have allowed Zhuang Wuming's practice speed to increase at an astonishing rate.
As long as you work hard enough, an iron pestle can be ground into a needle.
Goldfinger is working quickly, and in a few days his "Light Spirit Fist" has moved from beginner level to proficient level.
As the saying goes, the meaning of reading a hundred times will be self-evident, and the same is true for boxing. If it doesn't work once, then do it twice. If it doesn't work two times, then do it four times, a hundred times, a thousand times, whatever.
For a whole month, Zhuang Wuming kept going in and out between the dream world and the main world. He didn't go there, he just stayed where he was.
Normally, some monsters would break into his territory, and they would be quickly killed by him and become his meal, becoming a resource for him to recover physical damage.
In one month, he entered the dream world five times. He practiced "Light Spirit Fist" for tens of thousands of times, completely mastering it, and at the same time, he pushed this boxing technique to its peak.
The skill level also appeared clearly in his information database at the same time.
"Skills are divided into basic, entry-level, mastery, perfection, and peak. What I know now are these five realms."
"As for whether there is a realm above the peak, I don't know."
"But I can feel that there is an invisible bottleneck constraining my skills, preventing me from getting to the next level."
"But forget it, the peak state of "Light Spirit Fist" has greatly improved my body's sensitivity. It has become easier to punch, run, twist and dodge."
"It seems that different boxing techniques have different bonus effects on the body. "Baji Fist" increases the control of the body's muscles and bones, and "Light Spirit Fist" increases the body's sensitivity. The superposition of the two does not mean that one plus one equals two.
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"No wonder it doesn't matter whether it is my time and space or this time and space, there is a saying that hundreds of schools of thought are smelted and formed into a line of their own. This is the reason."
When Zhuang Wuming was thinking about the secrets of boxing, a huge muffled sound suddenly sounded outside.
swish swish
A strange sound cracking through the air sounded like firecrackers, arousing Zhuang Wuming's alertness.
He quickly approached the window and looked out, and saw an astonishing scene that made his eyebrows jump.
A woman in red palace attire was charging among a group of monsters. Her long skirt fluttered like a fairy.
He holds a blood-red long sword in his hand. The red light on the long sword fills three feet, and the sword light is like a river of blood inverted, with endless murderous intent.
The murderous intent of heaven's punishment changes with the stars, the earth's murderous intent of dragons and snakes rises from the ground, and the murderous intent of human laws is turned upside down.
At this time, every sword strike of this woman was filled with endless murderous intent, and mysterious visions were rising around her. It was a sea of blood, and countless evil Shura ghosts were floating in it, as if they were about to break out of the sea of blood and descend into the world.
Her opponents were a group of zombies. They were all dressed in the clothes of Qing Dynasty officials, with white hair on their faces. They opened their ferocious mouths and had sharp and black fingernails. They kept killing the woman.
But the woman's sword light was terrifying. With one strike of the sword, a zombie would be cut open. Only the green-haired zombie at the head could withstand the bloody sword light.
Dangdangdang
The metal figure kept ringing, and every time the sword light struck the zombie, a spark would appear on its body, and then it would take a few steps back.
When Zhuang Wuming saw this battle, his face was solemn, data flashed in his eyes, and a row of data was captured in an instant.
Seeing this row of data, Zhuang Wuming was shocked: "What's going on? I can't see her data. Could it be that because the life level is too high, I can't detect it."
At this moment, a violent red light erupted all over the woman's body.
The blood-red sword light turned into countless sword lights with red light in the next moment, as if a storm of sword energy swept away in all directions.
The red sword light was everywhere, and all the zombies within a ten-meter radius were involved.
Dangdangdang
The sound of countless metal collisions echoed, and the light lasted for five seconds.
The light converged, and a red figure stood there, surrounded by pieces of zombie corpses. All the zombies, like steel, were defeated.
Zhuang Wuming took a breath, this method was simply unbelievable, it was obviously the power of skills.
Just as he was thinking, Hong Ling, a woman in palace attire, looked towards where Zhuang Wuming was.
A voice shouted: "Who, come out."
With a shrewd look all over his body, Zhuang Wuming immediately knew that he had been discovered.
After thinking about it, Zhuang Wuming opened the window and waved, "Hello."
The woman in palace clothes seemed a little surprised to see Zhuang Wuming as a human being, and walked slowly towards Zhuang Wuming.
Zhuang Wuming went downstairs in despair. Facing such a master, he didn't think he could run away.
He walked openly to the street outside the gate and looked at Hong Ling, a woman in palace attire.
The woman in front of her has a delicate face, picturesque eyebrows, a small cherry mouth as red as jade, and a graceful figure, but there is a frightening evil aura surrounding her.