The second level of sword-cutting: (three levels in total)
Midak Cross Sword: Second level minor achievement (three levels in total)
Yaka Bloody Axe: Getting Started with the Second Level (Total Three Levels)
From top to bottom, the rows were very neat. All three cold weapon skills had reached the second level, which was a level that only experienced veterans who had focused on a certain weapon for more than ten years or even decades could achieve. As for the third level, it was equivalent to being a master of that weapon. Kaxiu had killed more than thirty lives of the Sword Knight but still couldn't reach this level.
Of course, it is not a big problem if it cannot be achieved. This thing is the icing on the cake for Kaxiu. The foundation of his strength is still the Wind Elephant Secret Martial Arts, Wind Elephant Fist and Elephant Soul Secret Art.
Kaxiu clenched his fists. He could feel that his Wind Elephant Fist had improved a lot in the three hours of fierce fighting. After all, the one fighting him was not a dark creature relying on instinct or magic, but a corrupt knight who also mastered the art of fighting.
His fists collided with different styles, and every time he thought about how to dodge, how to attack, and how to defend, it provided rich nourishment for the improvement of Wind Elephant Fist.
Different styles, different schools, and even different weapons. One can learn from others’ experience. Life-and-death struggles can also inspire a person’s potential, such as how to punch faster, connect moves better, and burst out with more power when fighting desperately.
All of these are beneficial to the martial arts practice of secret warriors.
Kaxiu’s previous training was a little too smooth, and crushing some weak ones could not bring him any refined combat insights.
On the contrary, it was this kind of life-and-death struggle where the two sides were evenly matched and the opponents were skilled masters that benefited him a lot.
Humans are animals that have a sense of the past, present, and future. In extremely dangerous situations, humans will abandon their sense of the past and future, leaving only the sense of the present. Just now, Kaxiu only needed to think about one question: Where should my fist go? !
This straightforward and pure feeling made him a little obsessed.
Kasu took a deep breath.
"Wind Elephant Fist: Elephant Group 68.0% (three levels in total)" →
"Wind Elephant Fist: Elephant Group 71.2% (three levels in total)"
A three-hour battle increased the progress bar by at least 3%. Thinking further, Kaxiu only needed to fight ten more such battles to break through the third level of the Wind Elephant Fist. Unfortunately, this kind of progress essentially cost his life.
No one wants to get into a life-and-death battle, unless they are crazy martial arts fans. Kaxiu prefers a crushing battle, and he is responsible for playing the role of the crushing one. Although crossing the realm to kill is very powerful and genius, it is also frustrating and dangerous, like walking on a tightrope. It is far better than Kaxiu's practice of the higher realm crushing the lower realm, with a bigger fist and muscles than you. One punch will directly kill you, there is nothing to say.
So his attitude towards the improvement of martial arts realm is, breakthroughs should be made, and strength should be strengthened. It is meaningless to keep suppressing it. What's the point of laying a solid foundation for three to five years? You are still hovering at the professional level. I have accelerated my blood for the third time!
One powerful punch will directly blow your head off.
The stronger the strength, the stronger the body, the more it can nourish the unstoppable momentum. The speed of improvement is too fast, which is a castle in the air? It's pure bullshit! Every muscle of mine, as thick as a rock, can be felt and seen. You tell me this is fake
If you keep talking too much, I’ll crush you with all my muscles!
Kaxiu decided to return to Black Rain Villa to complete the mission first, accumulate dark essence, and wait until the third blood acceleration. At that time, all three nodes were connected, forming a cycle, which would be a new world in the realm of boxers. Next, Kaxiu had the strength to backstab Black Rain Villa again.
There is still some danger in the second blood acceleration.
I glanced at the time progress bar, and there were still six months left, which was more than 180 days. Killing three Decayed Knights would indeed increase the stay time, but the Decayed Knights were not so easy to kill. Their ability to constantly resurrect was absolutely terrifying, and they were all masters of combat skills...
I'm afraid that even the highest level of the Night Stalkers, the Knight level, is not something that many people can handle. And this level is called the Knight level, which is probably related to the Decayed Knight.
Under the moonlight, Kaxiu staggered back to the small building.
He first bandaged himself with a specially purchased military medical kit, then wrapped his whole body in bandages and began to dismantle some of the layout inside the building according to his memory and drawings.
After finishing, Kaxiu rested for a few hours and then began to dismantle and inspect some of the interior arrangements of the manor.
Most of the traps had been triggered, but there were still some that needed to be removed. Kaxiu worked on this task for several hours. Then, taking advantage of the night, he did some final finishing work and drove the car full of items out of the manor.
Standing at the door, a fire was thrown into the Joe Jim Manor.
boom!
The fire instantly blazed, and the special potion of fierce oil made by the Night Monster exploded with unimaginable high temperature. The wildly dancing golden-red flames enveloped the entire manor in an instant.
And in the raging flames.
A black car sped off the road.
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February 7, 107th year of the Red Lebanese Federation calendar.
Donghai County, coastal city, Anta City.
A sword gym located in a remote alley.
With the vigorous development of overseas routes, ships not only brought resources and goods from other countries, but also brought unique historical cultures and martial arts schools from various countries.
This sword hall is a sword school of a country in the north of the Red Lebanese Federation, and the cold weapon used is the cross sword. According to the owner of the hall, what he teaches is the knight sword method inherited from his family for hundreds of years, which is a powerful and practical attack sword method.
The facts are very similar to what the museum owner said.
Half a year ago, Anta City held a city-wide martial arts gym owner exchange competition. There were prize money and fame. Many martial arts gym owners who thought they were capable joined in, and many masters gathered. Even so, Ramon, the owner of the Cold Flower Cross Sword, defeated all his opponents and advanced into the top three, winning the second place.
With his strength, he really deserves the title. As the newspaper reported the incident, although the Lenghua Cross Sword Martial Arts School was located in a remote alley, there was still a steady stream of students coming to learn.
In the circle of cold weapon enthusiasts in Anta City, Ramon has a high status and often plays the role of a cold-faced instructor.
But today, he was almost completely defeated by an even colder man! In the field of cross sword fighting, which he was best at.
In an open space, two men, one tall and one short, faced each other.
There were some disciples from Lenghua Sword Hall watching from afar.
Ramon put on his full body armor, holding a narrow metal cross sword tightly in both hands. The hot sweat from his palms kept oozing out, soaking the cold hilt of the sword. Ramon stared at the other person under the mask, not daring to move away for a moment. His breathing was rapid and heavy, his mouth was dry, and his heart was beating wildly.
The pressure from the tall man on Ramon was so strong that he was like a towering mountain. Every time he tried to attack, every time he slashed hard, the other party saw through it in advance and counterattacked with shocking skills.
Ramon felt as if he had been seen through, completely naked and exposed to the sight of the man opposite him.
This feeling of being restrained is extremely uncomfortable.
It felt like Ramon was sparring with his father who taught him swordsmanship when he was young, and every move was easily seen through.
On the field, he slightly moved his steps, and for a moment he did not have the courage to draw his sword. But his disciples were still watching the fight, and the sword will honed over more than ten years did not allow him to retreat without a fight.
Ramon gritted his teeth, took a sudden step forward, and the cross sword in his hand stabbed forward smoothly with the power of his muscles.
clang!
The two swords collided, and the metal hummed.
Ramon's sword was knocked away, followed by a bright silver sword light that cut through the air at an extremely fast speed and at a tricky angle.
The long sword came slashing at him diagonally, and Ramon quickly turned sideways to block it.
The blades collided, and he lowered his body to lose strength, then slid forward quickly, letting the sword follow him, and slashed across fiercely.
clang!
A long sword flew over and hit the cross sword's balance point. Ramon's eyes widened in disbelief. His palm went numb, and the force twisted, causing the cross sword to fly out directly.
It fell to the ground with a ding.
"It hit directly the balance point where I exert force! What kind of technique is this?! I've never seen it before..." Ramon's hands were numb and his mouth was wide open.
"Thank you."
The man opposite made a low sound, then handed the cross sword in his hand to a student and turned to leave.
"etc!"
Ramon quickly took off his shield and revealed his shocked face: "Excuse me, what kind of swordsmanship did you use just now? What technique did you use?"
The man did not look back and continued walking towards the door. A voice that was neither loud nor soft floated over: "Midak Balance Destruction Technique..."
It was not until the other person's figure disappeared from the gate of the sword hall that Ramon came back to his senses and took off his protective gear, revealing the white shirt underneath which was already dripping with sweat and tightly stuck to his back.
"Midak Cross Sword... Balance Destruction Technique... Awesome..."
He muttered to himself with a weak voice. After a long while, Ram picked up the fallen cross sword with a bit of loneliness, and suddenly found something wrong. He waved it casually for a few times and performed a few sword techniques. He suddenly found that the realm he had stayed in for a long time had taken a step forward, and he had made a small improvement!
"Did he just give me some advice? Thank you very much..."
On the other side, on the streets of Anta City.
Kaxiu walked towards his residence with an expressionless face. Contrary to what Ramon thought, he actually had no intention of giving Ramon any advice. It was just that Ramon had accumulated enough experience, so he made a small breakthrough under the heavy pressure brought by Kaxiu.
In the past few days, Kaxiu has challenged many cold weapon venues in Anta City, and practiced and familiarized himself with the three cold weapon fighting skills that he had just acquired. The effect can be said to be significant. Any school has its own essence and advantages.
For example, there is a small skill in Midak's Storm Cross Sword, the Balance Destruction Technique. This is a move that breaks the opponent's output balance point, which is quite useful. Kaxiu thinks that the Balance Destruction Technique can be used not only in swordsmanship but also in boxing.
I believe its role must be significant.
However, how to absorb and utilize this technique and integrate it into the Wind Elephant Fist system depends on Kaxiu's own efforts.
Walk all the way back to the temporary rental residence.
He first had a simple lunch at the hotel, then carried his suitcase and went around to check the various carriage points in Anta City.
Kaxiu has encountered a lot of trouble in the past few days.
He was targeted by Black Rain Villa.
Kaxiu's bell can no longer summon a carriage at the carriage point!
This was most likely one of the punishment measures of Black Rain Villa. Everything remained the same as before, and the betrayer naturally did not look at it in a good light.
Even though Kasu had survived the pursuit of the Corrupted Knight, there was still a spear piercing through the shield mark on the back of his hand.
His current anchored identity is: betrayer.
Betrayers are traitors, Kaxiu doesn't care about it. He has already thought of a way to enter the world in the rain.
Anta city, suburbs, a few hundred meters away from the train station.
At a dirt road intersection, a muscular middle-aged man was walking quickly with a box in his hand. After seeing the slender bronze pillar on the side of the road, he stopped and took out a bell. Then he began to shake it vigorously, and the bells collided silently.
After a while, a black carriage came rumbling over.
The car stopped and the middle-aged man was about to step forward.
Suddenly, a black shadow rushed over like a whirlwind, and flew onto the carriage before the middle-aged man at an extremely fast speed. The man's clothes were pressed tightly against his back by the airflow.
He stared ahead blankly.
The car window fabric was lifted, revealing a cold face.
"Sorry, it was urgent. This is your compensation."
A heavy document bag was thrown directly over.
The middle-aged man took it and opened it. He found a large stack of federal banknotes inside, and after counting carefully, he found that there were quite a lot of them.
"Give me so much? You can't rush it like this..."
The man shook his head, but still accepted it with a smile. Others like to rush for a minute or half a minute, but he likes money, which is just right.
Ahead, the black carriage began to move forward. It galloped along the road for more than ten meters, and suddenly disappeared.
A tall figure staggered and fell from mid-air, and rolled on the ground in a somewhat awkward manner.
The middle-aged man opened his eyes wide when he saw this scene.
The carriage can actually disappear? I've learned something new!
He had never encountered such a situation before.
On the other side, Kaxiu stood up with a gloomy expression.
"damn it!"
The big fist hit a roadside tree with a bang in anger, wood chips exploded like rain, and a tree trunk as thick as a thigh flew straight out and stabbed into the ground with a thud.
Half a meter in front of the tree trunk, the man carrying the black box widened his eyes: I won’t be killed if I see the whole process, right
In the end, the man was not killed. He just cooperated with Kaxiu to summon the carriage several times, but every time he failed.
Half an hour later, the middle-aged man was released.
Kaxiu stood at the intersection, looking up at the blue sky.
"No one can stop me from completing the mission, not even the Black Rain Villa that issues the mission!" He left with a stern face.
Kaxiu just came up with a good idea.
A feasible but dangerous solution.
He now plans to catch another unlucky guy for experimentation.
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