Immortal Martial God

Chapter 41: fly

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He sat cross-legged, focused on reading the body formula formulas, and groped them over and over again in his mind.

Speaking of it, the flash step is just a movement method of the body, but its formula is quite cumbersome and complicated.

After finishing a book, Xiang Nan realized that it was already dark.

"Look at it for more than two hours." Xiang Nan rubbed his shoulders and said, "It's not difficult to memorize it, and it's not difficult to understand it. The difficulty is to master it."

He stood up, recited the mantra in his heart, and poured the innate energy into his feet.

At the moment when the flashing step formula took effect, the dust particles under Xiang Nan's feet slowly floated up.

Whoosh!

Xiang Nan took a step forward, followed by Peng's cry!

"What the hell..." He rubbed his forehead and found that he had bumped into a mountain wall.

"Mountain wall?" Looking at the mountain wall that had been knocked out with huge cracks, Xiang Nan was stunned: "There is no mountain wall where I am, could it be... ah!"

When he looked back, the surrounding scenery was very strange.

He immediately recalled that the flash step was five times faster than his limit speed, 500 meters per second!

Because the Heifeng mountain range is densely forested, if you walk a hundred meters away, you won't be able to see where you were before.

"Ha...haha!" Sitting on the ground, Xiang Nan couldn't help laughing.

But he didn't laugh much, and slapped his forehead again: "My knife! My knife is still far away."

He used the flash step again, rushing towards the direction he came from.

At some point, the scenery on both sides became blurred due to the rapid retreat, followed by bang bang bang bang, a series of explosions.

After Xiang Nan stopped, he looked back while picking up the sawdust on his head, and there were more than a dozen trees that were broken as he passed behind him.

Xiang Nan inserted his black scales obliquely behind his back and put them directly on his back instead of putting them into the ring.

Because he knew that the warrior's weapon had to be worn close to the body from time to time, and after such a long period of time, the warrior and the weapon would have an illusory tacit understanding.

It's just that this black scale is as big as three meters, and Xiang Nan's height is only a little over 1.7 meters. It looks a bit out of proportion when carrying the knife on his back, but there is no lack of visual shock.

He adjusted the angle several times in a row before using the black scales to absorb his body together so that the sword would not touch the ground.

Then Xiang Nan muttered to himself: "If you use the flash step to match the movement of the knife, wouldn't it be more powerful?"

With this in mind, he immediately threw himself into the experiment excitedly.

Seeing Xiang Nan holding the handle of the knife with his right hand, he made an early movement of drawing the knife, aiming at a tree ten meters away.

Immediately afterwards, there was a low shout: "Flash!"

Whoosh! Peng!

His speed was so fast that his whole body turned into an afterimage! Even just as he raised his knife, the man was already flat against the tree.

The tree was indeed destroyed, but he hit it with his face.

"Hehe..." Xiang Nan smiled helplessly: "The flash step is really fast, but it's too fast."

The flash step is a moving distance of 500 meters in one second, but Xiang Nan wants to make a short-distance movement of five meters or ten meters, which becomes extremely difficult.

The control of this distance made Xiang Nan feel for the first time the predicament brought about by practicing high-level agility in advance.

"The only way to solve this dilemma is through a lot of training." He rubbed his shoulders and said.

If the speed is too fast, the reaction cannot keep up, and if the reaction cannot keep up, the flexibility will be lost.

Xiang Nan was carrying his black giant knife, the dust under his feet slowly floated up, and with a whoosh, it turned into an afterimage and rushed out.

In this way, the mountains and plains are all traces left by Xiang Nan's collision with trees and mountains.

Peng!

"oops… "

Peng!

"What!"

Peng!

"Ah, it hit again!"

The sky changed from late night to dawn, and a round of red sun illuminated the forest from the gap between the mountains.

Sitting cross-legged under a tree, Xiang Nan tore the leg of lamb that he carried with him in his mouth, flipping through his ring while eating.

"The flash step consumes too much physical strength and innate energy." He wiped his mouth, and in the ring, almost all the spiritual herbs and elixir used for recovery were eaten up!

If each flash step reaches 500 meters, it will consume nearly one-tenth of his innate energy! This number is extremely terrifying.

Xiang Nan packed up his things and fixed his eyes on a tree ten meters away.

Then, the dust rose under his feet, and his body turned into an afterimage and rushed out.

After an instant sprint and an instant pause, Xiang Nan stood firm and looked back, the tree was already five meters behind him.

"I rushed fifteen meters." Xiang Nan nodded: "The error is controlled at about five meters, but it is still far from enough."

Sitting cross-legged, Xiang Nan slowly absorbed the aura of heaven and earth, incorporated it into his body, and refined his dantian into his innate qi.

This is the most common training method for warriors, but it is a bit too time-consuming for Xiang Nan.

"I need spirit stones." After half an hour, the innate energy in Xiang Nan's body was finally filled, he said to himself.

He found his chasing horse and rode away.

Spirit stone is a strange ore, which stores abundant spiritual energy, which can be absorbed faster than heaven and earth spiritual energy, and can quickly replenish the innate energy consumed by warriors, but its price is extremely expensive.

Spirit stones are divided into five levels, inferior spirit stones, low-level spirit stones, middle-level spirit stones, high-level spirit stones, and top-grade spirit stones.

Qingshi City, a Lingshi shop.

There are two floors in this shop. The first floor sells inferior spirit stones, the second floor sells low-grade spirit stones, and there are no higher-grade spirit stones.

Even so, those spirit stones are still very precious and kept in the counter window, and each one is sold as a gem.

A defective spirit stone is enough for Xiang Nan, a warrior with the sixth level of innate ability, to replenish his innate weather twice.

But looking at the price tag of "five hundred gold coins", Xiang Nan was a little discouraged.

At this time, there was only some small change in his receiving ring, which was about thirteen hundred gold coins.

"My lord, are you looking at the inferior spirit stone?" The man from the side spoke with a smile.

Xiang Nan nodded with embarrassment, "I want two."

At the same time, I thought, if I knew it earlier, I would have kept more money on me. Last time I gave all the millions of gold coins to my grandfather, so I just kept this little, which is not enough to spend.

"Only two? Do you want a few more?" The man rubbed his hands and urged.

Xiang Nan was so embarrassed, he thought to himself, why is this guy so ignorant, and said, "Two are enough."

"Yo? Isn't this Xiang Nan?" Just as he was speaking, a piercing voice came from the door.

Xiang Nan looked in the direction, but there were three young men aged 18 or 19, whose faces were somewhat familiar.

Looking at the speaker again, Xiang Nan remembered that when he fought Li Qingchuan in Yingke Street a few days ago, these boys were by Mo Hai's side.