I will eventually become a god.

Chapter 235 Xue Jing's promise to Mao Mao, a hundred stitches, terrifying progress (4K)

Stop the war base.

The off-road vehicle slowly stopped at the door of the villa where Xue Jing lived.

"Thank you for troubling you all day today, Yuantai."

After Xue Jing got off the car, he smiled at Ning Yuantai.

"Look at what you are saying. I'm happy if I can help you. There are so many people who want to help but don't have the chance." Ning Yuantai waved his hand, with a bit of smugness on his face.

Xue Jing patted his shoulder and said, "Don't say that. I have seen everything you have done for me these days. I recognize you as my friend. As long as you need me, I will help you in the future."

Ning Yuantai was so moved that he almost cried: "Brother Xue, your words have made my life better!"

Xue Jing: "..."

……

Ning Yuantai soon drove away happily, shaking his head, even swaying from side to side, in a way that could give a traffic policeman high blood pressure. He went straight to the laboratory building to hand over the snake man corpse that Xue Jing had asked him to give to the researchers for testing.

Back in the villa, Xue Jing took a two-liter bottle of Coke from the refrigerator, unscrewed the cap, and drank it all in one gulp without changing his expression the whole time, as if he was just drinking a glass of water.

"It's a pity that we didn't catch him alive this time. We can't ask Yunqin for any news."

Putting the empty bottle into the trash can, Xue Jing sat on the sofa and spoke.

The cat jumped onto his lap and squatted down, its furry tail swinging back and forth, occasionally scratching Xue Jing's chin, bringing a soft touch.

She was silent for a while, then sighed:

"The child has not contacted me until now. Either he is imprisoned or he is dead."

"I am ready to face the worst outcome..."

Xue Jing touched her head and comforted her:

"Don't worry, if she is still alive, I will definitely rescue her. If she is gone, let the entire Dragon Cult be buried with her."

A faint platinum light bloomed, Xue Jing's arms sank, and the cat turned into a human form.

Ning Fengwan blinked her narrow and long eyes, which usually looked heroic and strong but now seemed a little weak, and sat on Xue Jing's thighs, gently burying her head in Xue Jing's arms.

"If Yunqin dies, then you will be all I have left..."

Because of the posture, a muffled, tender girl's voice came from my arms, inexplicably soft.

Xue Jing smiled, gently stroked her smooth and white back, and said softly:

"I'm not going to die, and you'll never be alone."

Hearing this, Ning Fengwan buried her head deeper and said in dissatisfaction:
"Don't say something like that that sounds like you're setting a flag."

She stretched out her arms and hugged Xue Jing tightly.

"besides……"

“You must do what you say.”

Xue Jing thought about it, then hesitantly continued: "Uh... is this my way of ninja?"

Ning Fengwan had a blank expression on her face: "Can you please stop ruining the atmosphere? This is really the second dimension."

……

In the consciousness simulation space.

On the big stage of the super arena, Xue Jing, holding the giant sword of oblivion, stood opposite Zhou Yinglin.

He raised the huge sword with one hand, as if he was holding a nine-foot spear. With a focused look in his eyes, he and Zhou Yinglin rushed towards each other at the same time.

“Swish, swish, swish—!!”

Amid the whistling sound of the air current, Xue Jing was pierced into a pile of minced meat by the torrent of gun shadows.

After restoring his body, Xue Jing reappeared on the scene and thought:

"…It's not working. I can't find the same feeling as last night."

Early this morning, after he woke up, he immediately entered the consciousness space, wanting to continue to study in depth the idea of ​​"military attack" that he had last night.

However, he tried many times, but could not use the Forgotten Greatsword as a carrier to successfully perform "Perfect Match" or "Full Moon Sakura" like he did last night.

It seemed as if the scene yesterday was just an extraordinary performance that occurred due to a flash of inspiration.

"Forget it. If you can't do it, then the time has not come yet."

Xue Jing shook his head, and with a thought, the giant sword in his hand broke into countless small pixels, which then rotated and combined together to form a nine-foot alloy spear.

After a slight hesitation, Xue Jing stepped forward, holding the gun in his right hand, turned into an afterimage, and stabbed towards Zhou Yinglin.

"咻咻咻咻——"

With extremely complex energy circulating in his body, Xue Jing stabbed out six perfect shots in an instant... then at the seventh shot, there was a pause and it was stuck for a moment.

This flaw was keenly caught by Zhou Yinglin, who launched a counterattack instantly, and Xue Jing was once again submerged in the torrent of gun shadows.

The seamless use of energy is extremely complex and changeable, requiring not only meticulous control of the body, but also mental consciousness to perform calculations of quite terrifying magnitude.

This is of sheer difficulty, and there is no shortcut to it. It can only be accomplished through repeated practice and rote memorization, engraving its infinite variations into one's physical instincts and the depths of one's consciousness.

"Come again."

Xue Jing reappeared on the scene and continued to walk towards Zhou Yinglin.

Xue Jing spent the entire morning practicing Perfect Fit.

Stop and rest when you feel your mental strength is running low, and continue after you've rested.

The intensity of his practice was ridiculously high, and his efficiency was naturally terrifying. By noon, when he felt that his mental strength was overdrawn and he could no longer practice, he had already made great progress.

There are five levels of Perfect Seamless, and 'One Needle and Ten Threads' is the entry level. A spear can have more than ten variations, which is equivalent to the killing moves of ordinary martial arts schools.

This level is not difficult to reach, at least not for Xue Jing. He was able to do it when he was stabbed to death by Zhou Yinglin when he "tested the law with his own body" for the first time.

According to his estimation, even an average martial artist with average talent would only need one or two months of hard practice to master the "One Needle, Ten Threads" technique.

However, if you want to fire a second shot right away, the difficulty starts to increase exponentially.

Each shot must conform to the changes of the previous shot while deriving its own changes to achieve a perfect match with the previous shot, seamless and harmonious, without any flaws.

Therefore, every additional shot in Perfect Match is a remarkable improvement, and each shot is more difficult than the last.

Even if an ordinary martial artist practices for a lifetime, it would be difficult to reach the level of "Ten Needles and a Hundred Threads" with ten spears.

This is a pure test of aptitude. If you can't do it, you can't do it. Your physical strength can't be subtle enough, and your mental consciousness and calculation ability can't keep up. No matter how hard you practice, it will be useless.

This is one of the most talent-intensive martial arts schools in the world today.

After 'ten stitches and a hundred threads', there are 'a hundred stitches and a thousand threads', 'a thousand stitches and ten thousand threads', and even the most difficult one, which has only been reached by one person in the entire old martial arts circle so far - seamless.

The difficulty of reaching each level is more than a hundred or a thousand times that of the previous level.
This is also the reason why Zhou Yinglin, who reached the level of "Ten Needles and a Hundred Threads" at the young age of sixteen or seventeen, is so popular.

It is generally acknowledged in the old martial arts circle that he is likely to reach the level of "Thousand Needles and Ten Thousand Threads" within ten years, and after twenty or thirty years, he may be able to regain the glory of the Spear Saint and become the second top martial artist to reach the level of perfect martial arts.

And Xue Jing...

“Swish, swish, swish, swish—!!”

The nine-foot-long spear flashed with a cold light, and it flew out like a dragon, dancing wildly, instantly poking ten holes in the alloy fist dummy in front of it, each of which was a fatal point on the human body. "On the second day, I reached the realm of 'Ten Needles and Hundred Threads'... The progress is pretty good, it's within expectations."

Xue Jing retracted the spear in his hand, danced with it, and whispered to himself.

"But it still feels a bit slow. If I continue like this, it will take me ten days or half a month to achieve 'One Hundred Needles and One Thousand Threads', right?"

Today and tomorrow are the post-match rest time. The round of 16 will start the day after tomorrow, followed by another three days of rest and then the quarter-finals.

And he is likely to run into Zhou Yinglin in the first round of the quarterfinals.

In other words, at the earliest, he would start fighting with Zhou Yinglin in five days.

"Five days is not enough. I am afraid I won't be able to defeat him at the level of perfection..."

Xue Jing touched his chin.

"Forget it, we'll talk about it later, just practice first."

"Maybe... there's no need to use realm crushing. There's a more pretentious way to play."

Xue Jing raised the nine-foot-long spear in his hand and stabbed it continuously into the air, stirring up turbulent air currents and turning it into a giant snake dancing wildly.

As he absorbed seamless techniques and knowledge like a sponge, his knowledge of martial arts and combat skills also increased rapidly, and he made great progress.

The overall martial arts strength is also constantly increasing.

Although many of his panel skills were stuck at the sublimation stage, his speed of improvement was still overwhelming compared to other martial artists.

……

At noon, Xue Jing was having lunch with Ning Fengwan.

Today was a rare day, and he did not go to the cafeteria of the Zhige Base to eat. Instead, he prepared a lot of ingredients and cooked a meal in the kitchen of the villa after a long time.

Ning Fengwan was so happy that she could eat Xue Jing's drugged food again. She was eating her meal in silence, so busy that she could not utter a word.

But not long after they started eating, the doorbell rang.

In an instant, Ning Fengwan heard the doorbell ring and her heart skipped a beat, realizing that something was wrong.

A faint white-gold glow flickered, and she instantly transformed into cat form.

Turning around, sure enough, Ning Yuantai was touching the back of his head, and walked in impatiently, and went to the kitchen to take out a set of bowls and chopsticks.

The corner of Maomao's mouth twitched, and the snake-killing elite soldier ejected uncontrollably.

She looked at the table piled high with dishes, but she didn't feel safe at all.

She knew her appetite for martial artists very well...

"You're right, I came at the perfect time. What a coincidence! It's time for dinner."

Ning Yuantai came to the table and quickly picked up a large piece of fried meatball. He swallowed it without chewing it twice, and then reached out to another dish with his chopsticks. His movements were so fast that people who didn't know would think he had pressed the accelerator button.

Maomao suppressed her murderous intent, comforted herself, and silently said in her heart, this person is useful to Ajing... this person is useful to Ajing... this person is useful to Ajing...

Fortunately, the cat murder incident at the Zhige Base did not happen.

She could only speed up and eat more, but it was inconvenient for the cat's body and she couldn't grab the food at all.

He could only watch helplessly as most of the food went into Ning Yuantai's stomach.

After dinner, Ning Yuantai sat on the sofa, picking his teeth with a toothpick in satisfaction. Suddenly, he shuddered and asked in confusion:
"Brother Xue, is the air conditioner on in this room?"

Why does he feel a little cold?

Xue Jing smiled upon hearing this and said casually, "No, the weather has started to get cooler recently, so it's normal to be cold."

He picked up the cat who was squatting on the dining table behind Ning Yuantai, in a feline hunting posture, and gently stroked her fur to calm her restless murderous aura.

As a tough guy, Ning Yuantai always believed in what Xue Jing said. Hearing this, he immediately nodded in agreement: "It seems so. It seems that I need to buy some clothes when I go back."

"By the way, Brother Xue, we have already found the poison on the snake man's body last night."

Ningyuantai Road.

This was also the reason why he came to find Xue Jing at this time.

Eating for free is just a side job... probably.

"Oh? What did you analyze?"

Xue Jing held the cat in his arms, sat down on the sofa, and asked curiously.

Ning Yuantai discovered that the cat in Brother Xue's arms was always looking at him. The cat had a very anthropomorphic expressionless face, and inexplicably had a strange coldness that made him feel a little creepy.

Shaking his head and putting this strange illusion behind him, Ning Yuantai said:

"Most of the ingredients in this venom are the same as those of ordinary snake venom, which are toxic proteins, but about 5% of it is an 'unknown substance' that has no reference material."

"The laboratory is currently urgently testing the chemical properties of these ingredients...trying to make the corresponding antidote, but I think it will be difficult."

"The abilities of the recipients of the alien religion are all somewhat mystical and cannot be understood by modern science. The reason why this poison is so toxic is basically due to this 5% of strange ingredients."

"It is unlikely that an antidote can be made."

Xue Jing nodded and said, "Is that so."

He didn't care, it was better than nothing.

Next time he meets that Dragon Cult member, he has to be careful and not get poisoned.

With the full body protection of the Shadow Flame Armor and the cheat-level life-saving ability of "Elementalization", it would be difficult for him to be poisoned.

The main reason for wanting an antidote is that it would be terrible if someone around you accidentally got poisoned by it.

"By the way, Brother Xue, are you free today?"

Ning Yuantai suddenly winked at Xue Jing and said.

Xue Jing nodded, "Yes, I am free. What's the matter?"

"Then I'll drive you around. As a tour guide, I'm sorry that I haven't taken you to play around the inner ring road yet."

Ning Yuantai stood up excitedly.

"There's a place that might interest you."

Xue Jing glanced at the cat in his arms.

"Meow~"

The cat called lazily, shook its fur, stretched, jumped off Xue Jing, leaped onto the sofa beside it, and lay down.

This means that you are not going.

Xue Jing thought about it and felt that today's training was enough. He could not continue to overdraw his mental strength to simulate consciousness, so it would be good to relax.

So he stood up and said with a smile, "Okay, let's go."

Ning Yuantai said happily: "Okay!"

……

(End of this chapter)