I said I'd go back in time

Chapter 6 Skills and Inheritance
With Lin Xing's death again, he went back to the past again.

This time when he opened his eyes, he found that he had returned to the door of the firewood room, and he was pressing against the door to prevent the old man from pushing the door.

With a glance, he saw that the doll was still lying quietly on the ground, motionless.

However, he didn't intend to continue asking the doll, because from what the other party just said, he thought he had already got the answer.

"I can't beat the big villain outside the door, obviously because I haven't really learned fighting skills."

Lin Xing knew what the doll said was right. Although he had seen self-defense techniques on the Internet, and even though he had superpowers, he was just an ordinary college student in the final analysis.

"I heard from the puppet that this old man has learned sword skills, but I don't know any skills. This is where the gap lies."

"But on the other hand, as long as I also practice fighting and fighting, maybe I can beat this old man."

"As for practice... what better learning process than self-defense?"

Thinking of this, fighting spirit surged in Lin Xing's eyes instantly. He picked up the scythe at the side, opened the door, and rushed up under the surprised gaze of the old man.

The doll on the ground looked at this scene and wondered: "Is this kid crazy? How dare he charge up without mastering any skills?"

As expected, Lin Xing was beheaded again soon, but he was not discouraged when he came back to life again. Instead, his eyes were full of fighting spirit. He picked up the sickle and rushed forward, trying to master more fighting abilities in the life-and-death fight.

How to dodge the opponent's hatchet, how to swing the sickle, how to judge the distance between two people, try not to get hurt...

Lin Xing tried to learn how to fight and how to beat the opponent in the fights again and again.

Fighting again and again, learning again and again, Lin Xing felt that as he continued to fight with the old man, he could feel the strong killing intent coming from the other party more and more clearly, even he himself was fighting here In the process, the emotions became more and more agitated.

And under the stimulation of the emotions on both sides, his own body seemed to gradually heat up, as if there were streams of heat rushing through his body.

With the subtle changes in the body, the familiar feeling in my mind came to my heart again, and the memory that I couldn't remember no matter what happened seemed to be gradually surfacing.

Lin Xing felt that there was something he had already forgotten, which seemed to come out of his mind.

……

After Lin Xing died fifty times.

Seeing Lin Xing who was trying to fight with the old man, the doll on the ground felt disdainful: "This kid...does he want to learn in battle? It's crazy for a chick to think about such a thing."

……

After Lin Xing died a hundred times.

The doll looked at Lin Xing who was fighting with the old man in the small courtyard, and was a little surprised: "Huh? This kid can hide."

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After Lin Xing died two hundred times.

The doll looked at Lin Xing who had scratched the old man with a sickle, and was a little surprised: "This kid is so good at using a sickle? He was obviously an ordinary person just now."

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After Lin Xing died three hundred times.

The doll looked at Lin Xing, who was at a disadvantage in the frontal fight, and said in surprise, "It's too fast, this progress is too fast. You were obviously an ordinary person before, how come you are about to master a skill in a blink of an eye?"

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After Lin Xing died four hundred times.

The doll looked at the old man who was covered in blood and fell to the ground, and then at Lin Xing who also fell to the ground with a knife. He was shocked in his heart: "Genius! Peerless genius! He has mastered a skill in such a short battle!"

"It's a pity, it's a pity that they both died together."

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After Lin Xing died five hundred times.

The puppet looked at Lin Xing, who had a strong figure and calmly avoided the old man's machete time and time again as if he had predicted it in advance, and watched Lin Xing who let the old man bleed with a knife, and finally killed the old man unscathed, and was terrified in his heart.

"He clearly didn't know any skills before, but he managed to master a skill in such a short battle?"

"And this amazing fighting talent, the old man's sword skills were completely seen through by him."

"Monster! Unparalleled monster! Patriarch, I have never seen such a monster in my life."

On the other side, after Lin Xing killed the old man in self-defense, he closed his eyes and carefully felt the changes in his body.

I can't remember the first time I fought the old man.

During that fierce fight, a warm current ran through Lin Xing's body, and he felt something extra in his mind.

That is a skill called Sickle Technique (tier one).

And with the emergence of this skill, his body seemed to become lighter, the right hand holding the sickle seemed to become stronger, and the coordination of his whole body seemed to increase a little...

Lin Xing was a little surprised to feel the subtle changes in his body, recalling the extra sickle technique in his mind, and found that the contents were all summed up in his own fights.

He was a little surprised and thought: "Skills...So that's what skills mean. After learning it, it directly strengthens my body?"

At the same time, with the mastery of this skill, more familiar memories emerged in Lin Xing's mind, and he felt that some important memories that he had forgotten had emerged.

This is a memory about learning, practice and strength.

Thinking back on the content of this memory, Lin Xing became clear: "So that's how it is, learning skills, mastering skills, then honing skills, and finally comprehending the inheritance."

At the same time, Lin Xing also truly understood the real reason why the thin man he met at school and the old man with a hatchet he had just beheaded were stronger than him.

"The person with the teleportation ability at school should also have mastered many skills, which is why he is so much stronger than me."

"Although the old man is not as powerful as him, he has also mastered two skills, so he was much better than me before."

"But they definitely didn't comprehend the inheritance."

In Lin Xing's revived memory, if he comprehended the inheritance, he would definitely be stronger than the thin man and the old man.

At this moment, there are two clues of inheritance in his mind, one is called soldiers, and the other is called Daotong.

"Skill... Inheritance..."

Thinking about the magical power represented by skills and inheritance, Lin Xing couldn't remember why he had relevant memories.

Especially the strong sense of familiarity in his memory made him extremely puzzled.

Suddenly he remembered the historical changes he had noticed before, and couldn't help guessing in his heart: "Could it be that my memory originated from the impact of historical changes?"

It's a pity that there are too few clues related to this matter. Lin Xing knows that he can't get the result by thinking alone at this moment, so he can only hold it in his heart for the time being.

Then Lin Xing picked up the doll and said, "Thank you very much this time. If it weren't for your reminder, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to successfully defend myself. Don't be afraid, I will definitely rescue you and go out together."

The doll was full of doubts: "What is he talking about? When did I remind him? Did he see something wrong with me? Or is he cheating on me? But why did he cheat on me for no reason?"

Not to mention the doll was full of question marks, Lin Xing stuffed the doll into his arms, and carefully walked out of the yard with a sickle in his hand.

He thought to himself: "We have to find a way to call the police first..."

But when the courtyard door opened, as he stepped out, the whole person had already returned to the bedroom.

And at the same time Lin Xing appeared, he immediately felt that he was surrounded, and more than ten pistols around him were aimed at his position.

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