"Don't worry, General Cheng."
Ding Ling seemed to be cheering himself up and said loudly:
"I can definitely do it!"
He has watched "Actor's Self-cultivation", "Actor's Line Performance", "Actor's Expression Precautions" and so on.
I have reached the full level of acting skills in many aspects!
Not to mention superb in terms of acting skills.
But it can definitely kill most celebrities instantly.
It can be said that his acting skills are quite outstanding.
Because of this, he managed to hide it from Cheng Huan and Gao Lan.
Cheng Huan became more and more anxious and almost left with Ding Ling.
Gao Lan breathed a sigh of relief and said impatiently:
"Have you decided to gamble?"
Ding Ling is a talented person!
If he can use it for himself and help him, his career in Gao Lan will definitely be smoother in the future!
"Decided!"
"good."
Gao Lan laughed, not knowing whether he was laughing at himself for getting a talent, or at Ding Ling for not knowing what he could do. He took out a roll of silk from his arms and gave it to Ding Ling, saying:
"This is the battlefield sword technique. I only give you one day. After one day, if you have not learned it, you must come to my Gao family with the sword manual!"
"no problem!"
Ding Lingsurong nodded.
"readily!"
Gao Lan nodded and looked at Ding Ling happily:
"You take your time here and watch. I'm going out to explain some things."
Finished.
And he left.
Cheng Huan stayed in the camp, sighing and looking at Ding Ling with regret.
Ding Ling did not explain, but hurriedly opened the battlefield sword technique and read it carefully.
As he continued to practice the basic sword skills and advanced sword skills to the full level.
Ding Ling's knowledge of swordsmanship can be said to be higher than that of many third-rate generals.
He is no longer a martial arts idiot who knows nothing about it.
Because of this, he understood the preciousness of battlefield sword tactics.
"No wonder Gao Lan is so confident that I will never learn it. The difficulty of this battlefield sword technique is dozens or hundreds of times more difficult than the high-level sword technique. The two are not at the same level at all."
It's like the difference between wood and gold and iron.
There is a huge difference.
"Advanced sword skills are said to be advanced, but in fact they are just basic external skills."
"The battlefield sword technique in front of you is the real advanced martial arts. If you learn it, you can definitely become a second-rate general!"
The more Ding Ling looked, the brighter his eyes became.
Cheng Huan noticed it from the side and was a little surprised: "Do you understand?"
"I'm working on it."
Ding Ling replied matter-of-factly and continued to look carefully.
"Why."
Cheng Huan sighed:
"So what if you understand it? You will never learn it in just one day."
Even Cheng Huan, who was extremely confident in Ding Ling, was like this, so we can see why Gao Lan was so confident and certain that Ding Ling would lose.
This also proves from the side that this battlefield sword technique is famous and extraordinary!
At least in this Jizhou territory, it is definitely an advanced version of martial arts that is well-known.
"Although I can understand a little bit, it is extremely difficult to learn it with my qualifications."
Ding Ling originally wanted to try to see if he could learn it through research and practice.
But after studying it for half an hour, it still felt very strenuous and strenuous.
I decisively gave up this thankless behavior.
He has a cheat! Why should he study and practice martial arts as hard as others?
Never do such stupid things again!
Ding Ling thought in his heart, and then looked towards the library.
as expected.
As he turned his attention to the library, he recalled various battlefield sword techniques in his mind.
Just for a moment.
A book condenses in a library.
Then...
[Full Level of Battlefield Knife Technique]
【Strength +1.3】
[Agility +1.5]
[Physique +1.3]
Kaka!
Ding Ling's bones seemed to be making a crackling sound like an explosion. This was the energy gathering in the body, and the strength, agility, and physique were greatly improved, causing major changes in his bones and muscles.
Ding Ling felt as if his height had grown a little at this moment.
He made a fist.
A transparent sense of power arises spontaneously.
He felt that his current self could easily defeat the two previous selves.
Not only did his strength skyrocket by more than a hundred kilograms out of thin air.
The speed also increased dramatically, and the body became lighter and lighter, as if he could leap dozens of meters out of thin air with a single leap.
He knew it wasn't an illusion.
If he goes all out now, he might really be able to leap that far.
"This feeling……"
It's really perfect.
So cool.
Ding Ling once again felt the pleasure of cheating. Others who had worked hard for decades might not be able to compare to this moment of cheating!
This is a dimensionality reduction attack!
"How can it be?!"
Cheng Huan was shocked and looked at Ding Ling in disbelief:
"You, you, your figure and height seem to have changed just now? How could this happen suddenly?! Unless..."
He suddenly woke up, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he stammered:
"You, you, could you, could you be..."
"good."
Before Cheng Huan finished speaking, Ding Ling said with a smile:
"I have learned the battlefield sword technique."
"...!!"
Cheng Huan's face was dull, as if he was stupid.
How long has it been? !
It seems like only half an hour has passed, right? !
"I do not believe!"
Cheng Huan took a long time to hold back three words, and finally added:
"Unless you demonstrate it again."
Originally, Ding Ling wanted to say that it didn't matter whether you believed it or not, but Cheng Huan was of great help to him. If it hadn't been for him, his early progress would not have been so smooth. At this moment, he saw Cheng Huan's face full of exploration, curiosity, and expectation.
He nodded, went to the side and picked up the long knife, and then began to perform battlefield knife skills.
boom!
Once the momentum unfolded, a tragic battlefield momentum exploded in all directions. Cheng Huan was the first to bear the brunt. He was so shocked that he couldn't help but take three steps back.
He retreated to the entrance of the camp and stopped.
He looked at Ding Ling, surprised and shocked. At this moment, he began to believe Ding Ling's words, because the battlefield fighting spirit naturally generated by the sword technique was enough to prove that Ding Ling was He already has attainments in battlefield sword skills that cannot be underestimated.
"That's amazing. How long has it been?!"
Sonorous!
The long knife is in hand.
As Ding Ling started to dance, he became more and more comfortable. He used to think that the long knife was a little too heavy to use as a weapon, but now he felt that it was just right. When he used the battlefield sword technique, the long knife was like Ding Ling's arm, pointing wherever he wanted. Wherever it hits, sometimes it turns into a raging dragon that overturns the river, sometimes it turns into an iron-clad lion charging fiercely;
Sometimes it turns into a divine sword that sweeps through thousands of armies!
An ordinary long knife suddenly exerted a power comparable to that of a divine weapon in Ding Ling's hands.
Clang, clang, clang!
The last sword was slashed out, accompanied by the clanging sound of the sword, poof! The entire camp was ripped through!
"...!!"
