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Chapter 39 Methodology

"What, what?"

"Uh!!!"

The elder brother's expression froze, before he could react, he suddenly heard a miserable howl from behind!
He vaguely realized something, so he suddenly turned around!
However, as far as the eye can see, it is a green blade hanging alone in the air.

Blood dripped down the blade, like drizzle in early autumn, cold and lonely.

And the little junior brother behind him clutched his chest tightly, blood spurting out from his mouth.Through his fingers, one could clearly see a fist-sized blood hole running through his left chest.

The rare genius in Shushan, who was once in a hundred years, seems to be dying.

"Little brother, little brother!!!"

The elder brother looked around angrily, his eyes tearing open.

He knew that Ning Luo must be related to the person who brought out the sword, but now he must find the real culprit!
Then, Ning Luo hooked his hands.

The white rainbow flew by, and the long sword returned to Ning Luo's hand.

The elder brother mechanically turned his head inch by inch, and turned to look down.

Only at this moment did he realize that Ning Luo was a monk!
"Damn you!!!"

There is no extra nonsense, the elder brother's aura is surging, and a sword shadow gathers behind him, slashing down like a thunderbolt!
Ning Luo raised his eyebrows.

Yo, pretty strong?
It seems necessary to take it seriously.

Ning Luo opened his mouth slightly, and the aura of heaven and earth suddenly turned into a white mist, which flowed in from the double building, and immediately filled the three dantians.

The spiritual energy in his heart instantly spread to his limbs and bones, providing him with physical support.

And the aura of the Sea of ​​Qi passed through the Kunlun Dragon Spine, and finally flowed into the right arm, condensing all of it on the edge of the sword!
The long sword suddenly weighed a thousand catties and sank to the ground!

Ning Luo held the hilt of the sword with both hands, without any fancy moves, just lifted the long sword violently with all his strength!
The blade draws a cold moon arc from bottom to top!

The sudden arc of the sword shattered the majestic sword shadow in an instant, and swept across in an instant like a flash of lightning!
The elder brother's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was about to switch from offense to defense, but it was too late.

He could only force his sword across his chest, but the wind of the sword slapped on the blade, and a shock surged through the blade!Turn his internal organs upside down!
"cough!"

The elder brother spat out a cloud of blood, and fell powerlessly from the sky, collapsing a low building.

In his final consciousness, he muttered to himself in horror: "Six, six realms..."

And the little junior brother saw the senior brother's defeat, and his last breath finally dissipated.

time stop.

return.

In front of the barbecue stand, everyone looked at each other in silence.

11 years of six realms.

11 years, six realms?

The son of luck?Unique skills in the barren hills?

I'm afraid no one can prevaricate with such words now.

However, when the diners were shocked, Ning Luo frowned even deeper.

【Street fighting bonus (60000) has been credited】

【Obtain C-level fate "Wang Qi"】

[Obtain B-level destiny "Natural Sword Body"]

The former is the destiny of the ability, and can sense the surrounding aura gathering place, presumably it is a substitute for "spiritual perception".

The latter is a kind of physical destiny, which will increase the speed of swordsmanship while increasing the fitness of aura.

However, it is still not enough.

Ning Luo fell into deep thought.

"This time, in 11 years and six realms, it should be good enough, right?"

"And I still confronted each other head-on. It was just a small trick to attract jade, and I didn't use any other means."

"Why is the income still not as good as before..."

Ning Luo put down the barbecue in his hand, and slumped on the sofa on his back.

This scene was fully displayed to the diners through holographic projection.

The diners looked at the projection suspiciously, and chatted: "Do you think he has not enough brain power?"

"Hmm...it's very possible. After all, it's such a high-intensity battle. Besides, he was fighting three times in the gymnasium not long ago."

"Even if Shushan is a fast-paced dungeon, once a day will affect the state, right?"

"That's us, professional players don't have such brainpower."

"No matter how strong, no matter how strong he can fight five times in a row for a few hours, without breathing a single one?!"

"Too."

Everyone concluded that Ning Luo must be tired.

But who dares to go up?

This is a serious question.

It was raining heavily in Wangshan Town, and four-year-old Ning Luo used Huo Huan Dan to kill the King of Street Fighters.

The city of Lin'an was turbulent, and the inn next to the official road became the burial ground for monks of the five realms.

On the altar of the immortal, the senior brother could only go mad at the blood-stained Qingfeng.

So even Ning Luo, who is mentally overloaded and weak, who is sure to be able to fight against him?

No.

The atmosphere was deadlocked.

And Ning Luo knew nothing about it.

His complicated thoughts formed a net, and the cases of each time travel overlapped...but he still found nothing.

Ning Luo could feel that he must have caught something, and these cases must have something in common!
But he just lacked that bit of inspiration and couldn't sum up the methodology.

This annoyed him a little.

Because Ning Luo knew that 11 years and six realms were not enough.

The higher the realm, the harder it is to break through. In 11 years, you can reach six realms, but in those 20 years, you can only reach seven realms.

Assuming that Chen Ge can achieve the eighth realm in 20 years, then he must be able to do it too!
And it doesn't depend on destiny.

If even Chen Ge in Yongcheng can't compare, then why win the finals, why should he face those god-chosen who are still in the fog?
But exercises cannot be found out just by fabricating them out of thin air.

Even if there are unconstrained fantasies, but the details of the internal circulation, the method of using the spiritual energy...all these, Ning Luo can't be blinded casually.

He needs a template, a "reference answer", and then uses it as a support to let his imagination run wild.

This kind of thing can't be blamed for the vagueness of those online article authors when describing the exercises.

It can only be said that there is still a big difference between fiction and truth.

So Ning Luo wanted a high-quality destiny.

Because it can not only accumulate skills for him, but also provide templates and standard answers for him to compile exercises.

Then he can use this to go a step further and digest a stronger destiny.

To put it bluntly, it is: "Show me once, and I will learn, and I can draw inferences from one instance."

Good idea, but now it's broken in the middle.

Because those high-quality destiny that Ning Luo had at his fingertips, now shy away from him.

Ning Luo pondered for a long time, unable to understand it.

However, a low and hoarse voice pulled his thoughts back.

The diners put down the sticks and burritos in their hands, with a bit of surprise on their expressions.

Because they are very familiar with this middle-aged man, that is Wei Haichao, a retired professional player from Yongcheng.

He is also Wei Haifeng's brother.

Before Ukiyo entered, the popularity of Yongcheng's games was actually quite low. The audience had time to go to other competition areas, and not many people cared about Yongcheng's games at all.

At that time, Wei Haichao could be said to be Yongcheng's professional brother.

Although his current strength may not even reach the top ten, he is definitely not an ordinary person.

Wei Haichao interlaced his palms, his eyes darkened: "I know, under the conditions of unrestricted fighting, it's unfair for me to make a shot. But today I'm not here to fight you as a former professional player, I'm just here as a big brother to fight for My depressed brother avenges himself."

"You don't mind, do you?"

Ning Luo in the holographic projection recovered, smiled lightly and shook his head: "Of course I don't mind."

"Then the highest bargaining chip." Wei Haichao's expression remained unchanged, and he laughed at himself, "I will fight with all my strength, so you can do it yourself."

Ning Luo only replied calmly: "Please go ahead."

A powerful enemy appeared suddenly, but Ning Luo didn't panic, nor did he hate it.

Instead, he felt that Wei Haichao came at the right time.

Panel announcement.

【Map: Shushan】

[Module: Unlimited Street Fighting]

[Current area (West Street of Yongcheng City), chips: 50000, upper limit of magnification: 30]

[Ningluo (7): Reincarnation, 1 destiny]

[Wei Haichao (8769): Resurrection, 58 destiny]

[Countdown to crossing: 60s]

"Close to 9000 experiences, but destiny...only 58?"

Ning Luo's pupils shrank slightly, and suddenly realized something!
During the preparation time when he should have been silent, he raised his head and asked, "Senior Wei, I have a question I want to ask you."

Wei Haichao waved his hand arrogantly, and said with a casual smile: "Senior, it's just an old bone. You can ask any questions. Although my strength is not as good as before, my vision is still better than yours. Younger is much stronger."

Ning Luo nodded slightly: "Then... I want to ask, Big Brother Wei, when was the last time you got the Mandate of Heaven?"

Wei Haichao frowned and looked at Ning Luo.

He was a little surprised, because he thought that Ning Luo wanted to gain experience, but he didn't expect to ask such an insignificant question?
"The last time I got the destiny..."

Wei Haichao thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I can't remember the exact date, but it was about 16 years ago. At that time, I was still at the peak, and my experience is estimated to be more than 6000 times."

"I understand."

Ning Luo smiled, and shook his head to himself.

It turns out that obtaining the destiny is such a simple matter.

He previously compared the crossing simulator to the Blue Star game he knew, so he brought some preconceived notions when thinking.

In games, fighting monsters and upgrading is very common.

So Ning Luo took it for granted that obtaining the Mandate of Heaven was to fight monsters and upgrade.

The more things I do, the more experience I can gain, and of course I can get a stronger destiny.

But it is not.

Obtaining the destiny is not based on how many things the traverser has done, but how many things the traverser has accomplished.

Not width, but height!

Your upper limit determines how much life you can get.

Therefore, even if ordinary street fighters have gone through hundreds of battles, they only have a dozen or so destiny.Because it is already difficult for them to break through their upper limit, and they haven't tried it for a long time.

The same is true for Wei Haichao.

He has passed the age of challenging himself and has accepted his fate.

So even in these 16 years, he occasionally traveled more than 2000 times, but he didn't get a single destiny.

Because he never broke through the heights he once had.

Ning Luo understood.

The methodology of obtaining destiny is actually only four words: extreme challenge!

Only by surpassing the limits of ordinary people can one obtain the corresponding destiny!

Wei Haichao was dumbfounded.

He stared at Ning Luo with big and small eyes, wondering: "Is there any problem?"

"No, I just want to understand a problem that bothers me."

Ning Luo shook his head, and smiled with relief: "Brother Wei, thank you for your help, in return..."

"I will bring you a failure that is gorgeous enough."

　Recently, the dungeons are all short stories, because I haven’t changed the dungeons, and I have to transition a bit

　　After the system is perfected, there will be more novels

　　
　
(End of this chapter)