Chapter 1946: There is no limit to someone's ability to die

The next day, Lu Gaoyin's training ground, trying to read the notes Iranya got, my bear face was so bitter.
With regard to the training method of the intermediate level of the world power, I have finally made progress. I am no longer clueless as before, and I haven’t fumbled, but...
His eyes fell on the note again, and the corners of his eyes began to twitch violently.
On this note, an unknown breath is radiating.
The owner of the note is still an acquaintance, that is, the green dragon Druid Wickson who explained to me the power of the world when he came to the third world last time. Among the many powerful people in the world, he is probably one of the few This type of combat is weak, but the auxiliary ability is super strong.
Probably because of this, Grandpa Wixon seems to like teaching younger generations, and his teaching level is not bad. Being able to use plain and easy-to-understand terms, I immediately understood the hierarchical structure of the realm of world power. As a Druid profession, Iranya went back to him and asked him, which was also my expectation.
But what do you say? Grandpa Wixon is good, but the teaching method is a little simple and rude. I am afraid it is because he is good at treatment. As long as he does not hang up immediately, he can pull you back from the end of Santuhe, so teach it. It's a bit like the devil instructor's fan. It's not like the usual kind-hearted, gentle and gentle Druid old man who exudes close life energy.
Based on the above, it is natural to imagine what is the teaching method in this note, in short. I have summarized it a little bit, what Grandpa Wixon wrote above is roughly the same.
Soon after I arrived at the Intermediate Realm of the Power of the World, as Vikson described when I taught me before, the Intermediate Realm of the Power of the World was like a human's internal organs exploring the intermediate level. It is to let your world have some functions similar to internal organs-breathing, transmission, decomposition, and release. These four functions correspond to the recovery ability and energy compression ability. Anti-strike ability, and explosive power.
The intermediate state of the world power that I am in now seems to be a state of chaos, chaos, and no distinction between the five internal organs, just because of the natural need, I barely got a little breathing function, that is, resilience. The rest of the capabilities have not yet been tapped.
How to tap these abilities is what I should do at the intermediate level in this training ground.
I have to eat one bite at a time, and the road has to go step by step. First of all, according to Grandpa Wixon, I should at least break this chaotic state of the five internal organs and sense the existence of the [viscera] in my own world. Then, you can gradually tap and exercise its function.
It turned out to be the case. No wonder I worked hard these past few days, exhausted all the methods I had used before, and did not have any melee. It turned out that something went wrong here and I didn't find the five internal organs of the world. No matter how I train, I just exercise a little muscle brute force and can't move forward.
When I saw this, my mind suddenly opened up. There is a feeling of enlightenment, praise you, Grandpa Wixon, is worthy of being a strong authority instructor certified by the Alliance.
But the following content made me look hard.
Worthy of being a devil instructor, even the way... so simple and rude.
After explaining the level I am facing now, the next step is naturally a guide. According to the teaching method of Grandpa Wixon, there are two ways to feel the internal organs of the world.
The first method is gentler, calm down, just like the old monk enters the set, slowly and carefully sense it, one day it can be sensed, probably.
Probably what is probably! When will one day be! The ambiguity is clearly that I do not want me to choose this method, right, you devil instructor.
The second method is here, Grandpa Wixon mode is turned on, and a bunch of colorful instructions make me look dizzy. Compared with the first method, it is like a stepmother and a son. .
The four functions of the realm in the power of the world exist, and there is no need for us to comprehend and create them individually. As long as we feel their existence and learn to actively use them, we can gradually master the mystery of the intermediate realm and continuously improve it.
Although these functions exist, they are very hidden. It is like an ordinary person. In daily life, it is impossible to feel the work of other internal organs except for the heart beat and the expansion of the lungs. Although they do exist, they are always there. Running.
Therefore, the adventurers who have just advanced to the intermediate level must feel their existence and manipulate them freely to maximize the world's recovery ability, anti-strike ability, energy cohesion ability, and explosive power.
In addition to the first method mentioned above, Grandpa Wixon focused on the second method. The method he strongly admired is very simple and simple, just one word-beating.
When you are beaten, then beaten, when you are always called by the crying father, you have a world similar to the function of the flesh and blood, you will instinctively protect, and the functions of the internal organs will work independently, especially the recovery function and Anti-strike function, at this time, you can take the opportunity to sense their existence and operation, which is much more reliable and faster than those of the old monks.
If the beating is the deepest, even your own world can't stand it. I feel that just beating is not a way, you have to do something, then the cohesive function and explosive ability will also be greatly inspired, letting you resist the oppression, that is So simple.
The core of this approach is one word-physical beating.
Speaking of which, I think back to the battle with Hellason. At that time, there was indeed a feeling of blood boiling. In unscientific terms, that is to say that it is superb performance. The feeling is that I have been on the training ground in these days. Not found.
When I saw Grandpa Wixon's note, I suddenly realized that I was oppressed by the ice dragon and the fire dragon, and the world began to protect itself instinctively, but the power generated by me was interpreted by me as a supernatural presence on the spot. The destruction of the power of destruction is not counted, it is pure ice dragon. He even tried to challenge or even obliterate the existence of destruction.
The puzzle is solved, but...
Kneeling down on the ground in frustration, I burst into tears.
Now, there are two problems. First, do I use the second method or not? Even with the second method, who should I find to beat me.
Grandpa Wixon, you are pitting me right, must be!
The first method is not impossible, but it is too dangling, just like practicing internal force. Qi gathers in Dantian, Nima, where do I know what qi is, how to control the flow, and where is Dantian?
I feel that the first method requires a very powerful talent, mortals like me, it is better not to try. In other words, you can only choose the second method.
Where to find someone who can beat me to death, this is also a kind of strength, and the strongest person in the world like me is not saying that if you want to be able to beat the pain, you can beat the pain, eh.
Suddenly, the aura flashed, and I seemed to know who to help.
First of all. We need a jar of honey, put this jar of honey in the place where it often infests, then find a long stick, hold the cage up high, put the honey inside, tie the stick with the rope, and grab the other end of the rope In the hand. Then he hid in the humble corner and waited.
Very good, everything is ready.
Half an hour later, a small black figure appeared and found honey on the ground. Run straight up.
"honey!"
"Brother!"
The black figure suddenly turned a corner, gave up the honey, and ran towards me hiding in the corner. Hey, a flurry of love flew into his arms.
"..."
So it turns out, is my attraction bigger than honey? I'm a little happy to say that if I knew this was the case, I wouldn't waste honey and just stand in the cage.
I stroked Beansha's cute head and rubbed her soft face, and found that the script was not perfect, so she told Beansha.
"Biansha, go get the honey."
"Well." Nodding nodded, Bei Ansha left from my arms, running happily towards the cage, squatted down, hugged the honey altar, and then I pulled the rope, the cage fell, and Bei Ansha, who had the question mark Hood inside.
A brisk bgm sounded, fool sister, capture!
Well, the joke is over, with a happy face licking honey Beansha, soon, we came to the training ground.
"Cough, Biansha, I need your help, can you?" Turning around, I faced Biansha and said solemnly.
My eyes fell to the licking honey, and the innocent face of Beansha, I couldn't help but wonder, can such a fool, sister, really please?
"Help? No problem, Biansha wants to help Brother!" Upon hearing my request, Biansha seemed to immediately find a sense of presence and mission. Before I finished talking, I immediately raised my hand and couldn't wait to even eat honey. Too.
"You can promise, I am very happy, then next..."
"Is it a quiz game? No problem, Beiansha accompanies you!" Putting the honey away, Beiansha interpreted my request without authorization, and put on a luck posture of the Master Qigong, and looked back.
Although her move seemed clumsy, but there was really an invisible pressure that let me out of breath.
"Wait, wrong, it's not a quiz." I couldn't help crying, and stopped quickly.
"What the is..." Beansha looked confused.
"Which kind of quiz is helping? Also, don't you think you can do nothing but quiz?" Shen sighed. My little sister, I really don't know what to say she is naive, Still stupid and cute.
"Cooking." He tilted his head for a moment, and Beansha suddenly lifted her chest, and found another unique skill.
"This is still forgotten." I kept on stopping, Beansha's dark cooking, I didn't want to learn.
"Then... eating honey?" Beansha began to lose confidence.
"Anyone can do this kind of thing..."
"Then...then..." Beansha twitched her head uncomfortably, whispering softly.
"Grab the mushrooms and kill the devil?"
"what?"
"It's nothing..." Although it's a fool, Beansha knows that it might expose her identity, so she shook her head wisely.
"Forget it, let me just say it, Biansha, I'm calling you to help this time. I want to... eh, what should I say?"
If you directly told her [let you beat me], even the simple-minded Beansha. I would definitely treat me like m.
After a lot of explanations, I finally let Beansha understand that in order to improve my strength, I must find someone to beat me. That's it.
"Biansha knows." He turned his head heavily, and his eyes were black and beautiful like gems. Without the slightest confusion, Beansha looked at me and pointed at me with the joy of invitation.
"Biansha knows, brother is the mentioned in the book, right."
After he finished speaking, he also showed a look of expectation [Biansha guessed right, please praise me quickly].
What's the point of turning around just now, bastard! ! !
"Biansha. Listen, first, I'm not a masochist. Second, I need your help and want to attack me with your fist, that's it."
"Yes... is it? Brother is not a masochist... Brother wants me to beat him..."
Frowned. Beansha looked at her fingers, gestured, and seemed to feel the gap between reality and books. Her world view gradually became confused, not knowing which side to believe, and her eyes turned in circles.
My stupid little sister, will you die if you don't sell Moe in a while?
Finally, Beansha gave up thinking. Soon she remembered her honey again, took it out, and licked it again.
"Please, Biansha, is that all right?"
"Well, Brother said, you can... use your heart hard?" Beansha tilted her head. Said.
If you try your best... No, even if it is 1% strength, Brother will be killed, so it does not matter? Isn’t it true that Brother’s true ability is to resurrect from death?
Beansha was shocked.
"This...this...you can do it. As long as there is no danger to life."
I wiped off the inexplicable cold sweat on my forehead, and felt a chilling wind blowing from behind. Just now, I seem to have turned around in the ghost gate, is it an illusion?
I don’t know how strong Beansha’s strength is. I wanted to say I’m going to do my best. Even if I’m stronger than me, I won’t be able to take my fate with one punch. Know the biggest strength of the bear. One of them is the skinny and hard-working, and the recovery ability is strong. Even if it is the peak power of the world, I will not want to knock me down in a while.
However, to be cautious, I changed my mind and let Beansha weigh in.
"There is no life-threatening attack, right, Beansha understands." Beansha nodded and finally understood what Brother meant.
That is to say, Senior Brother does not have the ability to resurrect from death, he must carefully control the power, so as not to kill Brother.
"Are you ready? If you are ready, let's start now, no problem." Far away from Bean Sala, I waved at her and asked.
"Biansha, ready." Holding a honey jar, licking the honey on his hand, Beiansha nodded.
"No... at least put the honey down." I looked at Beansha speechlessly.
Biansha seemed to shake her head confidently: "That's all right, Biansha, no problem."
"Okay." I just remembered that instead of training for combat, Beansha's unilateral attack hit me. She really didn't need to take any precautions against being attacked. It didn't matter if the honey jar was put down.
However, there is still a feeling of being underestimated.
No matter, turn into shape, hi! ! !
The power of the world-cPSPLaY... wrong! It's a magic girl...not even more! It's the golden holy bear!
"Gam!"
The puppet Xiong Lili, dressed in the underworld, debuted, with a pair of vicious eyes in the inverted triangle, and Beansha, who carelessly licked honey in the distance, recruited me this sharp bear claw.
See, Biansha, your brother and I are actually very strong.
"Biansha, about to go."
【bring it on】.
No way to speak, I held up the wooden sign.
It was just the wooden sign that had just been raised, and the opposite Beansha was gone.
Huh?
When I lowered my head subconsciously, I saw a black figure and gave out a squeaky drink, seemingly exhausted a petite fist, silently fell on the round plush belly.
It's too late to dodge ~EbookFREE.me~ It's too late to parry, and even the instinct didn't react, and the fist was already on the stomach.
Is this... too exaggerated?
With a look of disbelief, the next moment, I felt the pain of my stomach turning over the river and the sea. This punch seemed to sag the entire belly and stick it to the back, and the intestines and belly inside were squeezed into a ball, it seemed As long as one mouth, one will spit out from the inside.
SPLaY Bear's powerful defense...like a piece of paper.
The line of sight in front of me gradually became blurred, and my body seemed to hang on a rocket, fluttering with the sound of howling wind, and then fluttered, fluttered, and came to the universe, I could not feel any gravity... Unable to close, consciousness plunged into darkness...

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