"Next."
Tang Ling in the rain was like a fighting machine.
He will never give you a reaction time, it's a simple punch and kick, and then the next one will be the same.
How many people has he knocked down? 10 people? Or 20 people
To be exact, it should be 21 people! Not including the 21 people on the Raptors squad.
A total of 21 geniuses, just punched and kicked by him
Until just now, there was only one person who made him throw an extra punch. That was a Crescent Warrior ranked 82nd in the First Reserve Battalion.
This is a Crescent Warrior who entered the First Preparatory Camp last year with first place results. He is a genius that everyone is optimistic about. In less than a year, his ranking rose to 87th. Some people think that he hides his strength. , waiting for another round of explosions to bring his strength even further forward.
But what about now? In front of Tang Ling, he completely became a joke.
Yes, genius, just a genius who gave Tang Ling an extra punch.
Many people's faces became extremely heavy, but no one thought that Tang Ling's challenge was false.
The strength of every punch and the speed of every kick are absolutely crushing.
"It doesn't matter. In fact, in the First Reserve Battalion, there is a clear distinction between strength. The top 55 and the bottom 55 are not on the same level." An elite soldier looked at Tang Ling's 'performance' and couldn't help but say A soldier beside him whispered.
It's unacceptable. How can a boy who is only 15 years old be so powerful? So, there must be a reason.
In fact, if you haven't crossed that dividing line, even if you are stronger than others, it is still very limited.
"How should we understand this?" The soldier next to him obviously didn't know that much.
"To put it simply, the top 55 are all those who are qualified to become Purple Moon Warriors immediately. Because their abilities have reached the standard point to impact the Purple Moon Warriors. They are just accumulating."
"The next 55 people don't have this qualification yet. As long as they don't have this qualification, there will be a huge gap between them." The elite warrior seemed to understand very well, and he answered seriously.
While he was answering this question, Tang Ling's voice echoed twice in the field: "Next one."
Yes, two more Crescent Warriors were knocked off the ring by Tang Ling.
The warrior who listened to the answer was very puzzled. While marveling at Tang Ling's performance, he asked: "Is it that exaggerated? I know that there is a standard line for being able to attack the Purple Moon Warriors. For example, this standard line requires 3000 The power of kilograms, what do you think is the difference between 2999 kilograms and 3000 kilograms
This sounds very reasonable, but it was met with ridicule from the elite warriors. Once upon a time, he thought so too, and he also held the hope of attacking the Purple Moon Warriors.
But reality gave him a hard slap in the face, making him realize how huge the gap between people is.
"Do you know the limit value? In fact, to attack the Purple Moon Warrior, you have to reach the limit value before unlocking. There are several standards for this limit value, and I don't know the details. If you don't have the potential to reach the limit value, your Power will always stay in one range.”
"To borrow your metaphor, 3000 kilograms is a limit. If you don't have this potential, your strength will never exceed 2900 kilograms. Once you cross the limit of 3000 kilograms, then in the next short period of time, , you will have a rapid improvement, and the improvement value will not exceed a value, just like 500 kilograms.”
"But if you think about it, how much of a gap has this opened up? Yes, after the rapid period, their improvement will become slower and more difficult. But what if some geniuses can break through the second limit? ? What kind of distance is this?"
"The first reserve camp is a bit 'perverted'. As far as I know, it has exceeded three limits! The bottom 55 will always be rookies, but entering the top 55, well, each one may be very different. "The elite warrior sighed while explaining.
There is such a huge gap between geniuses and ordinary people. Anyone who can enter the first reserve camp can break through at least one limit.
And some geniuses don't have any bottlenecks at all. They will keep rushing, just like Genk.
But no one knew that Tang Ling didn't even feel the so-called limit. As long as he ate, fought, and practiced, he would continue to grow.
Because he is a perfect genetic chain.
"Next one." Tang Ling was still shouting.
He was too lazy to count how many he had knocked down. He only knew what his target was
Tiredness does not exist! He just likes this kind of pain, his heart is like a knife, so what does physical pain mean
In this state, he almost used the limit of what his body could bear to replenish himself with ferocious beast meat, not to mention the cost.
Anyway, fighting will bring huge consumption. He should race against time to grow in the next time. What is the digestion rate? Don't worry about it.
A Crescent Warrior ranked 62nd took the stage.
"I should introduce myself to you, my name is Wei"
"No need to be long, come on." Tang Ling interrupted the senior directly. He didn't have time to waste and listen to any nonsense. Does it matter what his name is
But obviously, Tang Ling's impatience annoyed the senior, and he said loudly and angrily: "I just want to remind you to be careful, because I have accumulated enough to attack the Purple Moon Warriors."
"Originally I just wanted to make a splash and let my ranking rise suddenly. But now I'm sorry, I have to use your stage."
As soon as the senior finished his words, there was a lot of discussion under the stage. It must be said that among the bottom 55, there was a real quasi-Purple Moon warrior, which was quite surprising.
But I have to admire this Crescent Warrior for being able to tolerate it and then accumulate it.
So, will Tang Ling's myth come to an end with him
Tang Ling's expression didn't change at all. He just said a faint 'Oh' and then raised his hand: "Let's get started."
Is there any greater insult than this? Are you treated with such disdain even if you reveal your trump card
The senior was extremely angry and rushed directly towards Tang Ling.
Slow, the speed is still too slow, but the power of the punch is stronger than those of the previous ones.
What about neural response speed
Tang Ling finally felt a little bit of fighting spirit, and his precision instinct finally started to work at this moment.
When the senior's fist was less than 5 centimeters away from Tang Ling, Tang Ling turned sideways slightly, and the senior's fist undoubtedly missed.
In fact, does this require precision instinct to match? No need at all! Tang Ling came up with the answer in less than half a second.
At such a speed, even with combat instinct, one can predict and avoid it.
This senior's punches were too rigid and too limited to modern fighting techniques. He had not learned to train the so-called techniques into muscle memory, so that he was not bound by techniques and could only make moves based on changes in combat.
However, Tang Ling's dodge finally gave people who were used to watching Tang Ling crush him some new feelings.
"Look, Tang Ling started to dodge. This Crescent Warrior should be stronger than him, otherwise he can just hit him head-on."
"No, I think it was faster than him, he was just dodging."
"I have a different opinion. Have any of you seen Tang Ling's bloody iron cage station? What is his greatest ability? It is similar to the ability of prediction. He should have used this ability."
"Well, with the ability to predict, this battle is interesting. The previous ones were too boring. But in any case, it shows that this Crescent Warrior is very capable. But Tang Ling actually got the quasi-Ziyue in such a short time Warrior ability."
Discussions broke out in an instant, but Tang Ling didn't seem to hear anything.
He has never felt the so-called limit. He only knows that everything about him is growing silently. But if one day his growth encounters a bottleneck and he breaks through, will there be any side benefits
For example, ability
Tang Ling didn't think that precision instinct was his ability. It was something he was born with. In his eyes, the so-called ability should be a manifestation of talent, just like Anthony's thunder and lightning or Wolf's black silk thread.
So, don't defeat this Crescent Warrior too quickly, push it and see if he has what it takes
Therefore, Tang Ling did not choose to attack, but once again performed the amazing prediction of a bloody cage fight in front of everyone.
'Failed' 'Failed' 'Failed' Within fifteen seconds, the senior had attacked Tang Ling with a total of 27 punches and 16 kicks, and a total of 35 attacks on various parts of the body.
There is no doubt that this is the speed of the quasi-Purple Moon Warrior.
However, it was of no use, a series of attacks failed, a waste of energy, and all the attacks were ineffective.
Is this humiliating yourself
The senior was completely angry, because only he knew how insulting this feeling was. Tang Ling was completely avoiding it in a small area, without even moving a step.
This damn senior was completely angry. He had a trump card, and he wanted to keep it. He wanted to use Tang Ling to make things a big deal, so that he could completely rise to prominence.
Not only did he want to trample Tang Ling under his feet this time, but he also took the opportunity to challenge a certain Crescent Warrior among the top thirty.
The trump card should have been used at that time!
"Don't force me." The senior roared wildly, and the speed of punching with both fists suddenly became faster, making a faint sound of breaking wind.
At the same time, some of the onlookers have already seen the problem: "Prejudgment? Is your prediction ability so good? Is this some other ability?"
This was the speech of an elite warrior. His words obviously caused confusion among the people around him. The ability to predict is a feeling. In fact, the feeling depends on the performance. In such a short period of time, continuous accuracy prediction? this ability
"This ability is definitely not prejudgment. Prejudgment requires a lot of mental power to mobilize this feeling similar to the sixth sense, but Tang Ling's eyes and micro-expressions show that he is not mobilizing mental power at all." Finally, Some Ziyue warriors began to pay attention to this battle.
This is slightly different from Tang Ling's performance in the bloody cage fight. To be precise, in the bloody cage fight, Tang Ling's performance was more like prediction. This time it was like a calculation. The angle and strength of the opponent's punch may be an instinct formed during long-term combat training.
It has to be said that Ziyue warriors have a better judgment on things than ordinary warriors.
But they couldn't have known that in the bloody cage fight, Tang Ling did not dare to fully display his precise instincts. In the second half, he made mistakes in the performance, which gave people the wrong impression. In short, they would not think of this tactical calculation. A type of ability.
As for this time, Tang Ling didn't bother to perform at all. When he decided to give Wei An a grand send-off, he no longer concealed his feelings.
A man is born between heaven and earth, or he must endure. If you can't bear it, then you must be earth-shattering and wanton and happy!
But his growth rate is too fast, he loves 'self-abuse' too much, and dances between life and death.
Therefore, now he was right by the Purple Moon warrior. He did not use any calculation ability, he just relied on the fighting instinct accumulated over a long period of time.
"Tang Ling has a secret, everyone can see this. I also think that his ability is definitely not prediction. Prediction, a thing that consumes mental energy and relies on feeling, has a mistake rate. He has no mistake rate. "The other Ziyue warrior had his eyes half closed, as if he was asleep, but now he also opened his eyes.
In fact, the underground battle should be a performance, right? He had this judgment, but one performance also made him too tired.
Originally, the challenge between the Crescent Warriors did not arouse any interest in him, but Tang Ling's prediction made him a little interested.
Obviously, it was Tang Ling who stole the show again!
Even though Tang Ling just wanted to see what was different about the so-called quasi-Purple Moon warriors
His goal was obviously achieved, and the irritated senior finally tried something different.
wind? Is it the wind? But it is completely different from Andy's speed. The speed of his entire body is naturally stronger than that of ordinary people.
Like a running Holai mountain sheep.
This senior doesn't have any physical speed advantage. His wind comes from between his fists.
As the frequency of his punches reached a certain level, the wind brought by his fists was obviously gathering, and each time he punched, the wind became stronger.
Slowly, it scratched Tang Ling's exposed skin and began to bring some pain to Tang Ling. Slowly, the presence of the wind seemed to become a real thing.
"Is that it?" Tang Ling suddenly showed a hint of seriousness in his eyes. He felt that these winds had gathered to a critical point.
The precision instinct appeared almost unconsciously at this time.
A picture formed in Tang Ling's mind. The subtle changes in the speed of punches. When the previous gust of wind did not dissipate, the next gust of wind accumulated.
Gradually, these winds accumulate, like something in flight, causing storms that can cause harm to people.
Is this a talent? The so-called talent of being close to the wind, if you are not particularly sensitive to the wind, it is impossible to feel the accumulation of wind in some subtle way.
So, can you do it yourself? A crazy idea ignited in Tang Ling's mind, and he wanted to imitate it. Although he didn't have the sensitivity to get close to the wind, his precise instincts could make calculations.
And is precision instinct really just precision? It seems to be an ability that can see through the essence
Tang Ling was already used to dual-purpose his brain. While he was thinking about this problem, his precise instinct had calculated that the wind that could cause damage would appear on the side of the senior's fist in 1.8 seconds. .
The direction of the attack is his abdomen.
There are at least thirty-seven ways to dodge. The easiest way is of course to step sideways, but Tang Ling has no intention of moving. He has another crazy idea.
He wants to feel what kind of damage the accumulated wind will cause
Is it the wind like in winter? Those winds blowing on the face are painful. Its damage is naturally due to its speed, but more importantly, it is a continuous one after another.
This senior used the changes in punches to bring them together and 'play' between the two fists. So what is the accumulated damage
Precision instinct cannot be calculated yet, it must be felt in person!
Is the belly fragile? No, Tang Ling would not let any vulnerable spots remain on his body. He immediately tensed his abdomen and clenched his fists.
Obviously, muscles are the best line of defense for human beings. If the tight muscles cannot withstand this wind blade, then the fists can also destroy it.
The wind will be dispersed, provided the force is enough to cause a collision.
There was a trace of flushing on the senior's face. It was obvious that the gathering of these winds had reached the extreme of his ability, and he had used all his cards.
He punched Tang Ling in a very concealed way. This punch directly hit Tang Ling's face. Another kick hit Tang Ling's chest. The other punch showed a perfect arc, as if he was going to hit Tang Ling. 's right arm.
The three-party blockade was not impossible to avoid, but the key was that the gathering wind was released, and the direction of the attack was indeed Tang Ling's abdomen.
"Wind blade?" A Purple Moon warrior said plainly. In fact, the natural ability of wind is very common. The ability to control wind and create wind blade is just an extremely common branch of wind direction ability.
Obviously, this Crescent Warrior was still very immature. He threw a total of 76 punches before he managed to gather a wind blade.
However, at this age, before being officially promoted to the Purple Moon Warrior, opening the first genetic lock, and being able to feel nature more keenly, it is already good to be able to achieve this level.
"Yes, Wind Blade, but the tactics are used very well." Another Ziyue warrior also commented lightly at this time.
In fact, even if it takes 76 punches to gather the wind blade, it cannot be used as a trump card.
If seen through, there are many ways to break this wind blade.
The key is to face Tang Ling, a person with suspected alien abilities or super-talented fighting instincts. The correct tactic is to let the invisible wind blade form an additional attack on him, forming a four-way blockade attack.
Which one should Tang Ling avoid? It seems a little difficult? Even though Tang Ling's performance was astonishing, from the Ziyue Warrior's perspective, avoiding attacks from all directions might not be something Tang Ling could do.
Can't Tang Ling do it? Of course he can do it. There are many methods in his calculations, including using force to break force, but he has to feel the wind blade.
Left fist avoids!
Right leg out of the way!
Right fist avoids!
Tang Ling's body twisted and spun, with such perfect control that those who could see Tang Ling's movements couldn't help but cheer.
"It can be avoided." A Ziyue warrior suddenly said.
"Unexpectedly" the senior suddenly felt a little discouraged.
Because everyone could see that Tang Ling, who had avoided the three-party attack, only needed a simple 'iron bridge' to completely break the four-party attack.
Is the Iron Banqiao movement difficult? It was almost impossible for ordinary people to do it, but with Tang Ling's control over his body, there was no difficulty at all.
However, a scene happened that stunned everyone. Tang Ling turned around and faced the wind blade directly with his belly!
Anyone with a little combat experience wouldn't choose this way? Tang Ling, this is
'Brush', the wind blade flew towards Tang Ling's abdomen at an extremely fast speed. At the same time, Tang Ling's abdomen was stretched to the limit, and his eight perfectly-lined abdominal muscles were extremely powerful.
A trace of blood quickly appeared, and at the same time Tang Ling's fist smashed down.
The skin was scratched, but the muscles were not harmed. If the wind blade was not smashed with fists, it could cause a wound about one centimeter deep.
My defense ability is really average. Not to mention compared with the mutated beast, even if I compare with the king beast, I will be beaten.
This is a human disadvantage! After all, strength cannot be equated with defense.
But, no matter what, the power of this wind blade is also pretty good.
"Successful!" The senior felt extremely excited at this moment. He had already forgotten his previous ambitions. Being able to hurt Tang Ling seemed to have given him great comfort.
"He did it on purpose." Some Ziyue warriors could not believe this result, but they had to accept the facts.
But, why risk yourself to feel the wind blade
Naturally, Tang Ling didn't know any answer. He just raised his head and said calmly to the senior, "It's over."
While talking, Tang Ling finally launched his first attack.
A very direct punch, obviously too fast for the senior to react.
Therefore, when Tang Ling's fist was about to touch the senior, he reluctantly raised his fist.
'Peng', a direct collision, and the senior took two steps back.
"Come on, Tang Ling is punching faster than before." The senior's face turned pale.
But Tang Ling said very lightly: "Come again."
'Brush', the sound of breaking wind sounded, and there was another punch. This punch was faster than the previous one. The senior wanted to block it, but only then did he realize that the hand he and Tang Ling were colliding with was actually There was severe pain and I could no longer hold my fist.
He could only retreat hastily.
But it was no use. The punch hit him directly on the shoulder, as if he had been hit hard by a heavy hammer.
However, he could still insist on standing on the ring, and a greater sense of humiliation rose in his heart. He shouted: "You obviously"
Yes, you can obviously attack me and fight me directly, why do you avoid it? Are you playing with me? Are you performing
Unfortunately, Tang Ling twisted around and performed a perfect side kick, directly hitting the senior in the back and kicking him off the ring.
In fact, the senior could continue to fight Tang Ling a few more times, but his mind was completely confused.
There was no reaction to Tang Ling's final side kick.
Until he landed hard, he was still immersed in this feeling of shame, but the frustration was also so obvious. Is this the gap? Is there also a huge gap between geniuses
"Next one." Tang Ling stood there and started the next challenge directly. He was waiting for an opponent who could challenge him so that he could test the power of the wind blade.
He couldn't guarantee that he could learn it, so he had to experiment again and again. People wouldn't mind becoming stronger. At least Tang Ling was very eager to become stronger.
"What do you think, brother?" At this time, the warrior who had learned about the so-called extreme value began to ask the elite warrior next to him.
"I don't have an opinion. He is indeed very powerful." The elite warrior swallowed. The front 55 and the back 55 seemed to be no longer an obstacle to Tang Ling.
This is simply a monster. How long has he been in the First Reserve Battalion? Three months? He actually accumulated to the first limit? No, not only has it accumulated to this level, but it has at least passed the first period of surge in strength.
His speed, strength and nerve reaction speed are far stronger than that guy who can play with the wind.
In the face of absolute power, talent that has not been trained to a certain level is just a joke.
"But, I think being able to break into the top twenty is his limit." After thinking for a while, the elite warrior finally said a sentence with a positive tone, which he felt was a very conservative judgment.
Some geniuses in the First Preparatory Battalion are not only talented, but also endure loneliness. How long have they accumulated? Even if Tang Ling was extremely talented, it was a pity that he could not defeat time. He could not transcend time and complete the accumulation like an explosion all at once.
"Well, the top twenty is his limit." The elite warrior once again said with certainty.
This time the soldier next to him didn't speak. He just felt for some reason that Tang Ling could still create miracles
Now, less than five minutes have passed.
Tang Ling has reached the rank of 62nd.
No one expected that a quasi-Purple Moon warrior would appear in the 62nd position, but this also meant that there was no suspense in the following battle.
"Next."
"Next one." Tang Ling started the fast fighting mode again, without any delay. Anyway, if one punch can't solve the problem, just two punches.
With only three to five punches at most, one by one, the Crescent Warriors who were known as geniuses fell under the ring.
**
In the wind, in the drizzle that gradually became lighter.
The small picture on Su Yao's communication device made Su Yao and the other man very happy to see it.
"Old Su, you and the leader grew up together. Was the leader so powerful at that time?" The man playing with the knife couldn't help but ask.
On the screen, Tang Ling's ranking has reached 57th.
It only took eight minutes and forty-six seconds.
"Him? No, he was still playing in the mud at that time." Su Yao smiled disdainfully. That guy couldn't compare with Tang Ling. Tang Ling was obviously better.
"Impossible, the gap is so big?" The man playing with the knife didn't believe it. In his eyes, who was the leader? He is a miracle worker and there is no need to be surprised at anything he accomplishes.
But, for such a person, why would he fail? Why did it fail in such a tragic way
The man who played with knives fell silent. He had quit smoking for a long time. This hobby was too luxurious. He had been dormant for so many years and was very poor.
But Su Yao didn't seem to feel the mood of the man playing with the knife. He raised his head and couldn't help but look at the barrier of hope in the distance, which looked vague in the rain, and said in a deep voice: "The big gap is because of resources."
"At that time, he couldn't afford vegetables and had no food. He ate the most rubbish meat until he was constipated. Otherwise, what do you think?" A smile suddenly appeared on Su Yao's face.
It's really a time worth remembering. Who would have thought that that god-like man would howl like a ghost or a wolf when he pooped
"Constipation?" The knife-playing man's face twitched. He felt that he shouldn't imagine such a scene, as it would damage the leader's image, so he changed the topic: "So? Tang Ling enjoys a lot of resources?"
"More? Not much! It's not worthy of his growth at all. It just makes me bankrupt. Well, he only eats the meat of ferocious beasts as snacks since he is 15 years old and can be cultivated. It is not a luxury at all."
"Well, it's not luxurious." The expression of the man playing with the knife changed, but when he thought of certain things, Tang Ling was indeed not luxurious, and even pitiful.
So, can such resources support this kid from last place to first place
There is only this chapter today, so I tried to write as many words as possible. Let's make do with it for a moment and resume normal updates tomorrow.
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