In about six minutes, the strengthening spread from the muscles to the skin. The epidermis felt like it had been splashed with boiling water. The burning and stinging sensation made the corners of Wang Xing's eyes twitch in pain. Fortunately, the last feeling came and went quickly, passing in just over ten seconds.
After the strengthening was completed, Wang Xing opened his eyes and took stock of his body.
After many times of strengthening, his height increased by several centimeters, and his well-proportioned body also bulged out a small circle.
Wang Xing spread his hands. His hands, which had been lightly calloused after many times of strengthening, were now darker in color and the calluses on his hands were as thick as gloves.
"It's a bit like having no martial arts in your previous life, but practicing hard skills to make your skin thicker."
This method is not a secret. Many of the fighting skills practiced by Wang Xing will create a layer of calluses on the elbows, knees and other parts that are frequently hit.
Wang Xing pinched all over his body, and the touch on his skin was like wearing a layer of protective gear.
"This enhancement lasts about six or seven minutes. It seems that each enhancement is not fixed. It seems that the more adventures I experience, the better the final reward will be."
After standing up and moving for a while, Wang Xing only knew that he was much faster and his strength must have increased a lot. But the exact number is unclear.
"It's still the same old rules, go practice!"
Wang Xing turned around and came to the statue of the God of Destruction.
Inadvertently raising his head and forgetting to glance at it, Wang Xing raised his eyebrows.
"This action..."
Wang Xing has been practicing martial arts for so long, and his understanding of martial arts has become deeper and deeper, and he understands the difference between martial arts and ordinary fighting skills.
Fighting skills are ordinary people constantly refining various simple movements in order to use their own bodies to carry out fatal strikes against enemies such as humans. The battle between ordinary people is about who is faster and more powerful.
Those who are the same or slightly weaker have developed techniques such as hitting vital points and using the body structure to leverage greater power. Weapon attacks are also an extension of this concept.
But martial arts are different.
The enemies faced by martial arts are fierce beasts and even exotic beasts from the beginning.
Ordinary martial arts skills were useless against those giant birds that were as big as a house or even flying in the sky with wings spread hundreds of meters wide.
Only martial arts with a higher intention and the huge force exploded through the power of Qi and blood can move the rocks and attack and harm the strange beasts.
It was through practicing Qigong that Wang Xing realized these things. When he looked at the various scenery around him, he would often have different feelings.
Because of this vague but existing indescribable feeling, when Wang Xing looked at the statue of the God of Destruction, he felt inexplicably repulsed.
Wang Xing couldn't help but take a step back and looked at the statue of the God of Destruction. His feeling changed again.
"It's like I was kicked." Wang Xing covered his shoulder that seemed to have been kicked. He frowned and walked around the statue of the God of Destruction. He felt very bad. No matter where he looked from, he felt... Was attacked inexplicably once.
After many attempts, he only felt that he was being attacked, but did not feel like practicing. Although Wang Xing knew that the statue of the God of Destruction had a deeper secret, it could not be unearthed in a short time.
"Forget it, practice it first, then you can understand it when you get stronger."
Wang Xing walked in and touched the statue of the God of Destruction.
He is still a master of three arts and continues to practice.
The familiar feeling reappeared. As Wang Xing attacked the enemy when his body was under control, and as he understood the internal changes in his body, he began to carefully figure out the attack and defense of the Three Jue Hands and different enemies.
Before I knew it, this practice was over.
Wang Xing opened his eyes, and the understanding of a large number of martial arts moves accumulated in his mind. He closed his eyes and slowly understood, and made a move from time to time.
"Although I am practicing the Three Ultimate Skills, the fighting skills from my previous life have also been integrated into it, and the moves of Pushing Mountain Palm have also been analyzed for offense and defense. It is really a clever way of using it, without decades of accumulation, plus a strong enemy , you can’t practice it at all.”
Wang Xing settled down to familiarize himself with the various moves and recalled the practice just now. After a long time, he still felt a little unfinished.
This feeling of watching oneself become stronger bit by bit is really addicting.
Having almost adapted, Wang Xing temporarily left the adventure space.
Returning to the bedroom, Wang Xing's original intention was to take a walk and relax a little. But when he walked out of the door and saw the sword-wielding guard standing at the door, Wang Xing was stunned.
"Are you still there?" Wang Xing was very surprised.
The sword-wielding guard was a little confused: "We are always here, what do you mean?"
Wang Xing's heart moved. He thought that these sword-wielding guards might disappear after entering with him, but now there is no reaction at all. Could it be that the adventure world is different from reality?
'Continue the adventure, maybe when the sword-wielding guard in the adventure dies unexpectedly, I will be completely sure. '
Wang Xing suppressed his thoughts and suddenly didn't want to wander around anymore. With so many secrets and mysteries, perhaps a few more adventures will lead to answers. He is very concerned about these secrets that are closely related to his own power.
Wang Xing said hello to the family members standing guard on this floor, returned to the bedroom, immediately went back to the bed and lay down with his eyes closed.
Because it took a lot of time to strengthen, practice and adapt just now, the time now is just ugly. After conversion, it was already one o'clock in the morning. It's a brand new day.
Wang Xing came to the department store in the adventure space and opened the special interface. Sure enough, all the adventure times used yesterday were refreshed. Both the Warring States Warriors world and the Living Corpse Kingdom world can be entered again.
"Go directly to the Warring States Warriors World."
With his firm thoughts, the feeling of traveling through the world came over him.
Suddenly, Wang Xing left the department store and came to the dense forest at night again.
A group of dark clouds slowly passed over the head, and in front of Wang Xing, a group of nervous soldiers, led by two centurions, slowly approached here.
The moonlight shone on Wang Xing's face, and everyone saw that Wang Xing's leather hat disappeared. There were scars on the leather armor on his body, and he could obviously smell the heavy blood.
"General Wang!" The centurion's heart tightened, knowing that Wang Xing had just experienced a war.
Behind Wang Xing, a chaotic cry of killing gradually approached.
Wang Xing slowly made fists with both hands, turned around suddenly, and used the Sumeru Palm technique to suddenly stop the handle of the spear and hold it tightly in his palm.
The tip of the spear was still five inches away from Wang Xing's chest, but it couldn't penetrate any further.
Wang Xing jerked his hand to avoid the spear and slapped him with his backhand.
The gun barrel broke with a "click" and the attacker fell to the ground, with a finger-thick dent appearing on his head.
"The spearmen are in front, the swordsmen are behind! Come with me into the dense forest!" Wang Xing threw away half of the wooden spear, raised his palm and swung it down suddenly, turned around and entered the dense forest again.
The soldiers of the Red Deer Kingdom who came here quickly and slowly, taking advantage of Wang Xing's power, immediately subconsciously followed Wang Xing into the dense forest.
"Light the torch!"
Various places have their own tactics. Wang Xing didn't know, but these centurions were different. They had received guidance from Jinyuan, a counselor with a military heritage, and knew what to do.
Torches were raised alternately, illuminating parts of the dark forest.
Long spears were held forward by the soldiers of the Red Deer Kingdom. In the dark, the soldiers of the Zheng Kingdom had lost the advantage of ambush in the dense forest. Continuing to hide in the dark would have no effect. On the contrary, they would be at a disadvantage.
Then, torches also rose on the opposite side.
Seeing the light of the torch, Wang Xing's eyes narrowed.
"Die!"
Wang Xing flew forward and rushed forward. With his absolute advantage in speed and strength, all the weapons wielded by ordinary soldiers had no time to get close enough to cause damage, so he grabbed them and threw them away or rushed into the crowd.
At this time, Wang Xing's strength exceeded that of a thousand pounds, making him like a ferocious beast. Every time he struck, at least one person's body was broken and died.
As Wang Xing entered the crowd, the soldiers in front of him seemed to be no longer human beings but weeds, being easily knocked away.
Phew~
Wang Xing suddenly swung the three spears under his arm. The three people gathered in front of him were blown away like balls. One hit the tree trunk and fell down, and the other two fell to the ground five meters away and rolled several times.
"Weak! Too weak!"
Wang Xing laughed. He himself is not a lunatic, but because in reality his family is full of troubles and his enemies are numerous and powerful, he would treat it as nothing if he was assassinated and relived, so he could only secretly accumulate strength.
He has been depressed for too long!
But now, Wang Xing has the power to surpass a thousand catties, and can easily knock enemies away like marbles.
This feeling is so wonderful!
The pent-up feeling was now released. Wang Xing felt relieved and his brain seemed to be much more relaxed. Many blocked things were cleared, and his brain felt inexplicably clear.
He suddenly realized that morale was also a very important aspect in the battle between the two armies.
In order to encourage his side and suppress the enemy, Wang Xing laughed loudly without hesitation and behaved very openly and unrestrainedly.
Sure enough, this unbridled size and ferocious fighting power calmed the hearts of our own soldiers, and at the same time, the enemy's resistance became weaker.
As Wang Xing showed his strong strength, the centurion, who had been a little dissatisfied before, also felt respect in his heart.
One of the centurions directed the soldiers to advance steadily and quickly approached Wang Xing, who temporarily stopped.
"General Wang, their number suddenly decreased. Some of them should have stayed behind, while others escaped!"
Wang Xing pondered for a moment and then said immediately: "Get rid of the people you can see. Don't move forward. Leave the dense forest temporarily to repair. When there is no restriction of vision tomorrow, continue to the target location with the Death Soldier Battalion."
"Yes!" The centurion immediately responded with clasped fists.
After hearing Wang Xingrang's order to retreat, the soldiers who originally didn't want to enter were a little disappointed because of the sense of security brought by Wang Xing's powerful force.
However, because of their recognition and respect for Wang Xing's strength, the soldiers carried out Wang Xing's orders perfectly. They dealt with some of the Zheng soldiers who were stalling in front of them, and immediately left the dark dense forest slowly and orderly.
In the darkness, the scouts from the Death Soldier Camp who came from time to time to investigate the news found out that Wang Xing actually killed the general who was ambushing in the dense forest, and brought the news back to the Death Soldier Camp.
Wang Xing did not retreat with the soldiers, but continued to follow the direction of the fleeing Zheng soldiers and began to accelerate forward.
Suddenly, a sound broke through the air in the darkness.
Wang Xing stepped hard with his foot. When blocking the enemy with his palm, he used the footwork of shifting direction to relieve force and moving his body. His forward posture suddenly moved several meters to the left.
The intertwined long swords were intertwined in the air, and the silver-white sword light flashed away like silver cross stars.
"There's something about speed, so it's normal to be able to beat him."
Under the moonlight, a man holding a long sword in each hand on his side and wearing iron-colored armor with a bronze beast-shaped tattoo on his chest was revealed.
