Ye Chong's face was full of fatigue. Even with such a strong body and training so intensely every day, his nerves were stretched to the limit. For eighty days, during this period, Ye Zhong kept running and dodging every day. He ran and dodged with all his strength in the rain of light shot by Sha Ya. He was like a cheetah in the jungle, running continuously in the rain. At the end of the race, there was only one thought in his mind, and that was to run!
Ye Zhong's explosive power is extremely amazing, Sha Ya has already seen it, but Ye Zhong's endurance is as terrifying as his explosive power. He can keep running at the same high speed all day long in the training room. The series of shadows in front of him will certainly not have much impact on an eighth-level shooter like Shaya, but if he stares at him all day Even top-notch experts like Eight Shooter couldn't support the phantom that was constantly moving at high speed. At the end of the first day, Ye Chong was so tired that he almost collapsed, and as for Shaya, everything he looked at was ghosted.
The next day, Shaya learned the lesson and simply closed her eyes. At such a distance, her mind was more reliable than her eyes. The only thing that surprised her was that Ye Zhong showed up in the training room on time as if nothing had happened.
The first thought in Sha Ya's mind at that time was: Is this guy still a human
Running, still running wildly, Ye Zhong ran around wildly in the not-so-large training ground. Although every sharp turn he made was completely ineffective, he still ran with all his strength.
At the end of the run, Sha Ya's breath was as heavy as a bellows, and Ye Zhong's footsteps were no longer as light and easy as they had been at first, with every step and every turn. It was like a 10,000-ton giant stomping heavily on the floor from high in the sky. Countless cracks appeared on the reinforced floor in an instant. Sha Ya knew that Ye Zhong's physical strength had reached the point of exhaustion at this time.
Every time this time she was counting the seconds, but. Ye Chong could always hold on until the last second. At this time, Ye Zhong looked like he had just been fished out of the water, his whole body was wet, and the veins on his forehead were like thick earthworms, which was extremely scary.
It was like this every day for eighty days.
It was hard for Sha Ya to imagine how such a thin body could contain such huge power
She found that the young man in front of her completely broke all her previous perceptions. Ye Zhong's hard work, no, this was completely masochistic training. Sha Ya was in awe. At this moment, Ye Chong won Sha Ya's full recognition.
This does not mean that Sha Ya has any feelings for Ye Chong. This is a kind of respect, the respect of one strong person to another strong person.
Sagittarius are all sensitive, and their spiritual thoughts can always allow them to detect subtle changes in their surroundings in the shortest possible time. As an eighth-level shooter, Shaya has an outrageous awareness of every detail around her. Clear understanding.
Ye Chong's breakthrough occurred on the fifty-seventh day, and there was nothing special about this number. But for Shaya, this is a very meaningful number. On this day, she witnessed a breakthrough. The most powerful fighter in the entire Dongyun Kingdom, perhaps the most powerful fighter in the entire world, he finally found a way to get rid of the eighth-level shooter's mind.
Although she didn't understand how Ye Zhong did it, Sha Ya really felt that her spiritual will, which had never failed, lost sight of the other party at that moment. But soon, Ye Chong was locked by her spiritual thoughts again. But Sha Ya understands that for someone as terrifying as Ye Zhong, as long as he finds a crack in breaking through, no matter how small the crack is, he will not miss it.
Facts also proved Shaya's speculation. In the following time, Ye Chong became more and more slippery. It became increasingly difficult for Sha Ya's spiritual thoughts to lock onto him.
Sha Ya understood that although Ye Zhong was still unable to shake Sagittarius's status, from this day on, the era when Sagittarius's family was dominant would probably fade away.
Ye Chong was very tired, very tired! But he didn't dare to relax at all. He knew that opportunities like now would not come around all the time, and every bit of his time was very precious. He needs to become familiar with this feeling as soon as possible. Only in this way can he not fall behind when facing those eighth-level shooters by making it one of his instincts.
Ye Zhong didn't have much idea at the beginning, and he didn't have any good ideas for the divine mind. So he simply let Sha Ya attack him. If he wanted to defeat an enemy, he must first get familiar with him. Ye Zhong was shrouded in Sha Ya's powerful spiritual thoughts every day, running in Sha Ya's spiritual thoughts, trying his best to avoid the beams of light that he could not avoid every time.
This method was very effective, and Ye Chong quickly became familiar with the feeling of being locked. In the beginning, every time he was locked, he would feel extremely dangerous. Gradually, he got used to being locked and was able to deal with this feeling with a green heart.
A month later, Ye Zhong was able to carefully detect the subtle changes in Sha Ya's spiritual thoughts. If Sha Ya's spiritual thoughts were water, then Ye Zhong had already begun to become familiar with the characteristics of water. This advantage is very rare. Apart from him, even if other fighters have his strength, who would have an eighth-level shooter to train with him continuously? Every eighth-level shooter is a top-level player, and they have enough capital to be proud of.
this point is very important. After all, Ye Zhong was not a true martial arts master. In the past, although he had very rich theoretical knowledge, he did not have such a profound and essential understanding of spiritual thoughts like Huang Baiyi or Sha Ya. But now, with training day and night, and Sha Ya showing off her strength without hesitation, hitting the limit again and again, Ye Zhong's understanding of the seemingly insubstantial spiritual thoughts has sharply improved. .
Once he had a true understanding of spiritual thoughts, Ye Zhong's rich combat experience, calm mind, and strong strength as a world practitioner allowed Ye Zhong to find a way to deal with it in such a short period of time.
Ye Zhong's first attempt was to use the unique skills he had after becoming a Worlder. He had used it before, but it had no effect. This time he used this skill again. In his field of vision, an extremely strange blue curve flashed away. This was the first time Ye Zhong had seen such a curve that resembled water ripples.
When Ye Zhong used this skill before. The blue lines in the field of vision were all straight lines and broken lines, and such weird curves had never appeared before.
Almost subconsciously, Ye Zhong walked up along the weird curve. At that moment, Ye Zhong felt relaxed all over. Just like a person who has been walking in the water, suddenly all the water around him disappears. That feeling of relaxation, Ye Chong will probably never forget it for the rest of his life.
At that moment, Ye Chong, who had always been calm and calm, was filled with unprecedented ecstasy. Constantly pushing his limits every day, he was like a bow string, being tightened little by little. His body and mind were actually stretched to the extreme. At this moment, all the pressure was released. Ye Zhong, who lost his balance, quickly got out of that state. So later the connection was hit by Shaya.
From then on, Ye Zhong dodged Sha Ya's attacks more and more times. Ye Zhong quickly found the trick to get rid of Sha Ya's spiritual thoughts and stay calm. His mind is as calm as water, which is no difficulty for him. This has always been his strength.
As Ye Zhong became more and more familiar with Sha Ya's spiritual thoughts. That weird curve appears more and more frequently, and the curve that appears every time is completely different. Later, Ye Chong was like a fish. You can move around in Sha Ya's spiritual thoughts with ease. And the curves in his field of vision gradually increased from just one at the beginning, which meant that Ye Chong had multiple choices.
This skill is acquired after oneself becomes a worlder. Ye Chong didn't put much thought into this before. Ye Zhong had many fighting methods, but he had only used this skill a few times.
This skill played a vital role in successfully getting rid of Sha Ya's spiritual thoughts this time, which he did not expect.
Why this skill had no effect at the beginning, but later had such a significant effect? This change made Ye Chong think deeply. Only then did Ye Chong realize that he was so unfamiliar with this skill that he had possessed for a long time. He had never thought about its principles. When this skill first appeared, Ye Zhong found it a bit incredible. He originally thought that it would be understandable if a skill with a somewhat predictive nature like this appeared on a super magic master like Huang Baiyi. It's really a bit strange to appear in a person like me who has no talent for martial arts. However, because there were few opportunities to use it later, Ye Chong always ignored this problem.
This breakthrough changed Ye Zhong's understanding of this skill. It was not a prejudgment like Shu Chengshi, but a weak point attack after a lot of calculation like Mu! This is why, initially, this skill has no effect. As Ye Chong
Sha Ya is becoming more and more familiar with the divine will. Like an optical brain, he is getting clearer and clearer about the parameters of the divine will. In this way, he can gradually use his super computing power to find the flaws of the divine will.
From this point of view, there seems to be nothing strange about this skill, but Ye Zhong deeply understands its power. Normally, Ye Zhong believed that no matter how familiar he was with Sha Ya's spiritual thoughts, he would not be able to actively calculate the changes through his brain, but this skill could.
When using this skill, his brain's computing power is hundreds of times greater than in its normal state.
What a terrifying skill!
Judging from the results, this closed training was very successful. Ye Zhong not only achieved the breakthrough he wanted, but it also came with another benefit. His already extremely strong body actually improved to a higher level after this period of ultra-limit training. After three days of rest, Ye Chong's body returned to its best condition, which he only discovered at this time. The power contained in his body made him feel so comfortable that he wanted to moan.
"I didn't expect you to really succeed, congratulations." Sha Ya's voice was low, and she sincerely congratulated Ye Chong. Ye Chong's selfless efforts and desperation sometimes make her hard-edged heart feel a little intolerable. During these eighty days, how Ye Zhong trained himself can be seen from the floor. The floor of the entire training room was completely broken into pieces smaller than a fingernail. The entire training room was very even. Step a little harder on the floor and those floor fragments will fly everywhere. This was all done by Ye Chong these days.
After this closed training, Sha Ya suddenly realized how Ye Zhong got his abilities that were incompatible with his age.
Ye Zhong had recovered from the initial ecstasy, and he calmly accepted Sha Ya's congratulations: "Thank you. Thank you also for your hard training these days. Without you, I wouldn't have been able to succeed." Ye Zhong's words were not polite words. . Without Sha Ya's dedicated training, he would not have been able to find the right method in such a short period of time.
Sha Ya smiled, and Qingfan's face immediately became vivid, with a little emotion in her voice: "I have never seen a calm lunatic like you. No need to thank me. This training has also helped me a lot. Da, I would also like to thank you for helping me find a way to improve my strength."
"The light gun will be modified for you tomorrow." Ye Chong thought about it, and his way of thanking him was very direct.
"I won't say thank you. But I'm very surprised how you did it." Ever since she noticed that Ye Zhong successfully got rid of his spiritual thoughts for the first time, Sha Ya had been constantly changing his spiritual thoughts, but she still couldn't. To stop Ye Zhong's progress, the divine mind's lock on Ye Zhong became smaller and smaller, and in the end it was completely unable to lock on him.
In fact, Sha Ya was a little worried, now Ye Chong, for the shooter. It is really a very dangerous existence. If Shaya didn't belong to Ye Chong...
Ye Chong's expression was a little strange: "I can't tell clearly."
Sha Ya nodded with some understanding. She knew that Ye Zhong was not trying to shirk the situation by reaching their level. There are many things that cannot be explained clearly.
The next day, Ye Zhong modified the silver-gray small light gun and gave it to Sha Ya, and the money for the six artillery arrays in three months was also handed over to Ye Zhong.
Ye Chong's life seemed to return to its normal state all of a sudden. Without the crazy training, the pace of his life slowed down.
Fighting breaks through. For Ye Chong, it was indeed good news. This also means that if the shooters do not fly fighter planes. No threat to him. Therefore, Ye Zhong needs to consider the issue of fighter planes now. If this problem can be solved, then Ye Chong will also solve the two most urgent problems.
Here, fighter planes are equivalent to light armor.
As an eighth-level shooter, Shaya's fighter plane is very advanced and is specially customized from a company that manufactures fighter planes. There are many companies in Dongyun that are capable of producing fighter aircraft, but there are only a handful of companies that are capable of designing fighter aircraft, and Finiscuit Company is one of them. Shaya's fighter plane was specially customized from this company. Its name is: Hongyin.
Compared with those standard fighters on the market. Hongyin has a very significant difference in appearance. Its shape is an almost pure triangle, but only when standing on the side of the aircraft can you see the undulations and curves on the wings of the fighter plane. In the atmosphere, the fighter's top speed can reach almost the same speed as Chen, because it is more aerodynamic, while Chen suffers greater air resistance.
In front of Sha Ya with a somewhat pained expression, Ye Zhong tore Hongyin into pieces, and he finally found the engine of the fighter plane.
The structure of this engine made his eyes light up. This was the first time he discovered real high technology here. The design idea of this kind of engine is very advanced, but it is not enough to make a fighter plane of the same weight reach the speed of Chen. The decisive role here is played by the materials, which not only have excellent physical properties but are also extremely light.
The most important material used by Hongyin is a kind of red balsa wood called Zhongpiaomu. Its lightness ranks among the best among all wood materials, and its physical properties are also extremely excellent, but its price is very expensive. The price of Hongyin is even more surprisingly expensive. Moreover, because it is too fast and its weight is light, it is extremely difficult to drive. Only extremely powerful level 8 shooters will buy this type of fighter.
Ye Zhong shook his head. This kind of aircraft specially designed for the atmosphere was too practical. Although the speeds of Chen and Hongyin in the atmosphere are very close, in space, Chen's speed is much faster than Hongyin. Moreover, Chen's flexibility is not comparable to Hongyin's. The reason why Hongyin can pose a threat to Chen is because it has an instrument that Ye Zhong doesn't understand, the Perfect Circle.
Sha Ya demonstrated the use of the spherical sphere on the spot, and the flashing light made Ye Chong feel very fresh. In Ye Zhong's view, the sphere is equivalent to a main console controlled by spiritual thoughts.
Locked with spiritual thoughts, the firepower of the fighter is controlled by divine thoughts. Compared with ordinary light armor, it is much faster to first detect the enemy through the holographic screen and then input commands on the main console. This is why Chen falls behind when facing those fighters.
This magical spherical sphere, which is somewhat like a crystal ball, is the most powerful thing about this fighter plane.
It's a pity that I don't have any spiritual thoughts at all, and there is nothing I can do about it.
At this time, Sumensi Yahweh came.
Ye Chong felt very strange. Could it be that the ruler of a country would be so idle
The first time Sumen Xiyehua saw Ye Chong, his expression changed a little. Along with him, there were also several personal guards around him who changed color.
Sumensi Yahweh took a deep breath. His tone immediately returned to normal, and he said with a smile: "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it! You are indeed a person who will always bring surprises to me."
Ye Chong ignored Sumen Xiyehua's sigh and asked directly: "What do you want from me?" Then he frowned: "It's still early for the national fighting competition."
Sumen Xiyehua laughed twice: "Can't I come here if I have nothing to do? I heard that you have been training very hard recently, so I stopped by to see you. Well, I just want to take you out to relax."
The guards around Sumensi Yehua were accustomed to the scene in front of them, and His Majesty always seemed to have no way to deal with this young man.
Ye Chong didn't speak, just looked at Sumen Xiyehua.
Sumen Xiyehua's eyes flashed with a cold light as he refused to accept Ye Zhong's softness and hardness. But he immediately returned to normal and explained softly: "This is also a step in the plan."
"Oh." Ye Zhong glanced at Sumen Xiyehua, although he couldn't understand these. But he also believed that Sumensi Yahweh was by no means the kind of person who liked to waste time.
Prince Desenio's residence is located in the most prosperous area of Sioux City. The music that floats out from time to time often makes passers-by on the road look up in envy. The prince's night parties are very famous in Sioux City. There is never a shortage of fine wines and beauties here, and there are always a lot of celebrities and celebrities. Not only does the most famous musician perform here, but also there are a handful of top chefs in the entire Dongyun Kingdom. This is a real amusement park for the upper class nobles. Qualified to attend the Prince's Night Party. It is a status symbol. Only by attending the prince's night party can you prove that you have been accepted by the entire aristocracy. Many people try their best to get an invitation to the night party. On the black market, an anonymous invitation to the prince's night party will fetch a sky-high price every time.
Prince Dessenio is Sumensi's uncle, and this prince's status is extremely respected. Sumensiye lived in the prince's house for a long time when he was young, and he had a very good relationship with the prince. Although this prince had a respected status, he never deviated from the rules and never interfered with political affairs. Instead, he spent more time on singing and dancing at night parties.
But the political influence of Prince Dessenio cannot be ignored. The new king's ascension to the throne has greatly increased his influence. But he still keeps a low profile and never expresses his opinions on political affairs.
Dessenio is a favorite night party for nobles. Its unique decoration and relaxed atmosphere make it the first choice for nobles to relax and socialize.
Prince Dessenio was a tall man with a ruddy complexion and a loud voice.
"Ha, your lord, the Duke, has not been here for quite some time. Could it be that he has found a new fun place? Then you must tell me." Seeing Duke Willen, Prince Dessenio laughed. , went up and gave him a bear hug. Duke Willen couldn't dodge, and was caught by Prince Dessenio. At that time, his face showed an expression of pain and regret, and he shouted quickly: "Be gentle, be gentle, you are going to hit me hard." Have all the old bones been removed?" Duke Willen is also one of the most important officials in front of His Majesty. His hair was gray, but his skin was well maintained and he looked tired.
Desenio looked at Duke Willen up and down, and said in surprise: "What's going on? Could it be that last night..." He showed an ambiguous expression that he understood clearly.
"At my age, I don't have the energy to take care of those little hooves." Duke Willen said with a wry smile.
"What's going on?" Prince Dessenio asked in surprise.
Duke Willen's expression became more and more bitter: "Not for His Majesty's celebration, Your Majesty suddenly announced that a national fighting competition will be held. All the people I have now have been sent out, but less is not enough. In the past two days, I'm going crazy. I finally got a chance to breathe today. I just ran to the prince to relax."
"Why are there not enough people?" Prince Dessenio was surprised again. Duke Willen is His Majesty's Minister of the Interior and is in charge of almost the entire personnel force in Sioux City. He actually complained that there were not enough manpower. How could this not surprise Prince Dessenio
Duke Willen's face has turned into a bitter melon: "Your Majesty's celebration is coming soon. Envoys from various countries and representatives sent by officials from various places need to be received."
"Yes." Desenio nodded.
"Your Majesty's celebration is going to hold that damn fight. You must know the news." Duke Willen was obviously extremely unhappy with the so-called fight.
"Ha. Of course I know. I was very happy for a long time at that time. Nothing fun has happened for a long time. It will be a peak showdown. Just thinking about it is extremely exciting."
"Oh, of course, if I don't need to preside over these things, I will definitely support the fighting match. What a good way of entertainment this is!" Duke Willen's expression was exaggerated: "But, It happens that I am the one presiding over all this. My God, I’m sure this is the most mentally draining time in my life. You see, I even have wrinkles.”
Prince Desenio didn't notice it from Duke Willen's well-maintained face, but the tiredness in his expression could be seen at a glance. Prince Desenio asked in confusion: "Why are you in such a mess?"
Duke Willen's expression almost made him cry: "Too many! There are so many people! Now Sioux City is almost overwhelmed by people coming from all over the country. His Majesty's celebration. National fighting competition" Willen The Duke wrung his fingers and said feebly: "There is also a weapon-making competition, just a week after His Majesty's celebration. They are all squeezed into one. It's not like you don't know that each of these items makes my head hurt. These three things are squeezed together. We are together. Do you still want me to live?"
Prince Desenio looked at Duke Willen sympathetically: "Your Excellency, please take good care of yourself."
Suddenly, Duke Willen's expression dimmed, and all the emotions just now disappeared. It was as if he had become a different person: "It's just serving His Majesty. For those of us who are ministers, it is our duty." In Desenio's contemptuous eyes, Duke Willen looked around and suddenly lowered his voice: " I heard that His Majesty issued the edict to hold a national fighting competition after returning from Zhuangyuan. Are you wondering if this matter has anything to do with the owner of Zhuangyuan?"
Prince Desenio looked a little wary and smiled. He also lowered his voice: "Hey, I don't know about that. There is too much true and false information about Master Zhuang Yuan. I'm too lazy to ask."
"You two, what are you talking about?" Suddenly a loud voice interrupted the two of them.
The two were startled and looked up, but it turned out to be Ming Xiao, the commander of the First Legion. Even on such an occasion, he was still wearing a straight military uniform and was extremely eye-catching. Ming Xiao held a glass of red wine in his hand and walked towards this while talking.
"Master Ming Xiao is actually willing to show his respect this time. The sun really rises from the west." Prince Desenio's first words when he saw Ming Xiao were so prickly.
Mr. Ming Xiao, who is said to have a hot temper, did not feel dissatisfied at all. He smiled and said: "I have been busy these two days. I heard that the snow clams you make here taste very good. If I have time tonight, I will come and have a look."
Wei Lun said angrily: "It is said that Mr. Ming Xiao has always been clean and self-disciplined, but I didn't expect that he would bend down for the snow clam this time. Tsk tsk, it's not easy, it's really not easy. I told you, Prince, to reward the cook well."
"That's that," echoed Prince Dessenio.
Ming Xiao laughed loudly, his voice was extremely loud, and he looked at the two of them with a half-smile but not a smile: "Well, one of the two is a powerful minister of the interior, and the other is a prince. It's rare to have such a tacit understanding, and yet they can chat well. Being so involved and mysterious, could it be some military and national event? It really makes me, a rough man, very curious."
Everyone around them pricked up their ears and paid careful attention to what was going on here. Lord Mingxiao, Duke Willen, and Prince Desenio were all close friends when they were young, but later on, the differences between the three gradually increased. The relationship between the military and other ministers was very bad, especially between Ming Xiao and Duke Willen, and the prince became a buffer between them.
"I heard that some time ago, there were many casualties under Lord Mingxiao's favorite general, Lord Du Feng. The prince and I were discussing going to express condolences. Captain Du Feng has made great achievements in battle, and his men must also be strong soldiers. This time he suffered He was seriously injured, but it is a loss to the country, so it would be better to show our appreciation by offering him some compensation." Duke Willen said coldly.
Ming Xiao's expression changed and then returned to normal: "Oh, I don't know where Duke Willen got this news from. Hey, it's really powerful to spread rumors now! No wonder His Majesty has repeatedly warned that spreading false news is a serious crime. That's it. That's it. That's it. That’s it!”
This time, Duke Willen's expression changed. Ming Xiao's implication was obvious. His Majesty did not want this news to spread around.
Deseño looked helplessly at the two of them fighting like cocks: "I told you two, how can you get so angry? Come on, come on, drink, drink!"
Just when he was about to toast, the servant suddenly ran in with a panic look and whispered in the prince's ear.
Ming Xiao and Duke Willen were closest to the prince and could hear clearly. They looked at each other and then separated as if they were electrocuted. Their expressions were a little strange.
Your Majesty is here!