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Chapter forty-fifth eight mad battles

The heat diffuses, rolling like a tide.

This powerful medicinal property was blocked by the knife's aura and slowly absorbed and refined with Zhou Kai's simple method of quenching the body, and strengthened the muscles and bones.

I don’t know how long it took, the heat disappeared and the knife energy was weak. Zhou Kai exhaled a breath of turbid air, feeling comfortable all over and over, and the strength soared. The long sword that could only be controlled by the knife energy was now feeling relaxed and free with just his own strength, without any effect.

This Peiyuan Pill is indeed magical. It has advanced my body several levels at once, and almost saved the stance technique equivalent to an ordinary person for one or two years.

It’s just that the number is a little smaller, only one, so it would be very pleasant if you get a few more.

Surprised in his heart, Zhou Kai looked at it and sweated again, black and black. Obviously, under the tempering of Peiyuan Pill, some impurities in his body were forced out again.

This is a good thing. The less impurities in the body, the better the body will be. The better the body will be, and it will taste good whenever you eat it.

Putting down the long knife, Zhou Kai began to study notebooks and red pens again.

The red pen is a brush, the pen holder is dark red, as if it is soaked in blood, the pen tip is solidified, and it looks like it has been abandoned.

The notebook is a retro version that was popular during the Republic of China period. It is very thin and contains countless ghostly talismans and some traditional Chinese characters. Zhou Kai flips out a few pages and actually has a very hard piece of things like paper and Juan. When he spreads it out, he finds that it is painted with game routines such as numbers, single characters used by normal pen fairies.

After glanced a few times, Zhou Kai smiled: "It looks scary, but in fact it's just that. Xiao Lili, let's play together tonight."

Lili was resentful about Zhou Kai's eating alone. He heard this and stared at him, "I won't play."

Zhou Kai glanced at her: "No, you want to play."

Little Li: "..."

After saying that, Zhou Kai got up, lifted the knife and left the ancient building directly. His body had just improved greatly. It was a good time to practice the knife, and Zhou Kai couldn't wait.

At the observation deck, Zhou Kai held a long knife in his hand and was calm.

The inherited knife skills information and integrated divisions have three steps in total.

Basics, sword skills, horse battles.

The basics are physical exercise, adaptation and familiarity with the knife. Zhou Kai cheated with the sword energy, and then obtained the Yuan Pill to build the foundation. He completed the achievements of others for several years and started the second step directly, practicing the knife.

The sword skills are not that profound. There are only eight moves in total, called the Eight Berserkers. They are a sword technique that evolved from the battlefield. They are simple and direct, and they are deadly.

These eight moves are combined with other variables. If you are proficient in the heart, you can run on the battlefield and be invincible.

The second step is that most people will practice longer, and even take a lifetime.

Because of this step, you not only need to continue to temper your body and maintain more physical strength and strength, but also need to be familiar with the variables of the sword.

The so-called eight styles of brutal war are just the basis of sword techniques. It is possible to integrate these eight sword techniques into one's own body and evolve into sixteen, thirty-two, or even more variables. This is what it means to practice.

Zhou Kai directly inherited the knife skills information for decades, and took a shortcut and saved countless time.

But to reach the peak, you also need to make enough effort.

Eight sword techniques kept emerging in my heart. Zhou Kai trembled his wrist, and the long sword whistled out, slashing in the air. Then, the sword was unstoppable, like a storm, pouring out. A knife was tricked by Zhou Kai, and it was extremely fierce.

The eight-style killing skills were completed in an instant, and Zhou Kai stood up with his sword with his sword in ease.

So handsome, just the sword technique just now, I'm not an exaggeration to say that Master of Swordsmanship, right? Who dares to come and kick you off with one knife?

"idiot."

Suddenly, a sentence rang out.

Zhou Kai was stunned, looked around, suddenly raised his long knife, stared at him, "Hey, did you say me just now?"

"Eight styles of brutal war, the sword madman is not crazy, the sword is like a dragon, and one blow is fatal, the person is as quiet as water, and all directions are in the heart. You are crazy, the sword is very messy, and the heart is nonsense. If you put it on the battlefield, you can only live for three seconds."

The words are heard again, you are not polite.

Zhou Kai was furious and was about to scold him, but suddenly he was full of thoughts, and then he smiled: "Yes, my sword skills should be the inheritance of yours. Speaking of which, you are a senior. You have been practicing swords for decades, and you must be much better than me. How about it? Do you want to teach me? I can be regarded as your disciple again, so I will not suffer any loss."

Words are silent.

Just when Zhou Kai thought this guy would not agree, a voice suddenly rang out: "Practice it again."

Zhou Kai was secretly happy.

Being scolded or beaten is all a trivial matter. As long as you can become stronger, any suffering is a setback that must be faced for Zhou Kai.

Without hesitation, Zhou Kai took a deep breath, calmed his energy, and rushed out suddenly. Just when he wanted to use his first sword technique, he suddenly stopped the sword, which brought about a force, which made his body involuntarily crooked and almost fell down.

"Damn, what's going on?" Zhou Kai was startled.

"You're too slow to shoot, the wing door is wide open, without any warning, someone shoots an arrow from your left, you're dead." The words sounded, and the explanation was very simple and clear.

Zhou Kai's mouth twitched.

This is your guidance? Is it serious to shoot an arrow?

But thinking about it, it seems to be really good.

This completely points out the biggest flaws and loopholes, and points out the problem. It is more effective than any words.

Perhaps, as long as you can use the eight styles of brutal war under this boss without any surprise, you will be considered a master!

After reacting, Zhou Kai didn't say anything, and set off his posture again and slashed the knife directly, but the knife had not stopped, and another force came, and then accompanied by a voice explanation: "An enemy pretended to die, hid next to you, sneaked into your sword, you were dead."

The corner of his mouth twitched, Zhou Kai gritted his teeth, kept the problem in mind, and continued to practice knife, but it was almost frame by frame. Zhou Kai's movements kept pausing, and the problem was pointed out by the voice. Every time, Zhou Kai died, and every time he died, he was caught off guard, as if he was targeted by the god of death. Any mistake would have the most bizarre way of death.

After one side, Zhou Kai was sweating all over and was in a daze.

He was proud of being a master of swordsmanship before and was full of energy. However, while he gave advice, Zhou Kai was a little suspicious of his life.

"Come again."

This time, Zhou Kai took the initiative to ask, and then took action with a knife and accepted various unexpected attacks.

Time passes slowly.

When Zhou Kai felt extremely tired and finally couldn't continue to practice, it was already two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

"The most terrifying sword skill is to combine man and sword, predict the enemy's initiative, and be able to easily face any impossible damage from all directions. Only your berserk eight swords can be considered to be mastered. It will last until now and continue tomorrow." After saying that, he remained silent.

Zhou Kai lay on the ground, tired, but looked satisfied.
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