Chapter 55 On a whim (I'm cold, the recommendation data is the worst in the same period..)

Back home, An Ning felt relaxed after the exam, and the rest was the ability test. With his current third-tier realm, not to mention the top few in Qingming City, it can be regarded as the first rank.

So he wasn't worried about tomorrow's test at all. Instead, he looked forward to it. He really wanted to see the surprised and shocked expressions of those students after they knew that they were Tier [-].

Thinking of this, An Ning felt relieved. After all, being invisible to others is a very unpleasant thing, and now he can finally stand up.

"It's better to exercise your reaction ability first." An Ning calmed down the restlessness in her heart, took out her mobile phone, and entered the game space.

No nonsense, just start.

In just a moment, Kung Fu An Ning's arms turned into afterimages in the wooden room, and the speed was astounding.

It has been a few days since she was stuck in the 999 combo. An Ning is highly concentrated and ready to try to break through today.

His movements were very quick, within a few moves, there were already dozens of fruits, which died under Qingfeng's sword.

The number of combos jumped rapidly, and soon reached seven hundred, the stage where bombs appeared.

Just as An Ning cut an apple in half again, a black bomb with a big X drawn on its stomach appeared above An Ning.

The light of the sword in his hand flashed, and he saw that the Qingfeng sword was about to collide with the bomb, but the next moment, the blade drew a beautiful arc in the air, which perfectly staggered the bomb.

This is what An Ning has come up with in the past few days. He uses seven points of strength to draw the sword and retains three points of strength for himself. This allows him to make some subtle changes in the trajectory of the long sword's attack at a critical moment, thus perfectly avoiding the bomb.

An Ning's mental power was consumed at a high speed in this highly focused state.

With the increase in the number of combos, the number of bombs that appeared from time to time has been divided in half with that of fruits.

This forced An Ning to turn her eyeballs at high speed to ensure that she would not touch the bomb.

The combo soon reached [-], and now there are more bombs and less fruit. The dense bombs are enough to drive people with trypophobia crazy.

At this time, An Ning's eyes were extremely focused, and there was no falling object around him, and time seemed to slow down a bit at this moment.

The falling bombs and fruits, like slowed down shots, slowly passed by his side.

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When cutting to the 999th, An Ning's eyes showed an extremely dignified look.

There was no trace of fruit around him, only bombs with fuses burning.

An Ning's eyes narrowed slowly, like a hunter catching his prey, waiting for the moment the prey appeared, and giving it a fatal blow.

Time passed slowly, and two seconds passed quickly. During this period, not a single fruit fell, and all of them were bombs with fuses.

These two seconds may be very short for other people, but for An Ning now, every second is extremely long.

After a long wait of two seconds, a pomegranate slowly appeared in the sky.

The moment the pomegranate appeared, the sword in An Ning's hand moved.

Seeing how he swung it, the Qingfeng sword came to Shiliu and cut it off with one blow!
However, An Ning didn't breathe a sigh of relief when she saw the pomegranate cut in half by herself, because the pomegranate had to cut 36 swords in total to achieve 1000 combos.

But it is not easy to cut 36 swords in a row among so many bombs, which is why An Ning was stuck here for so many days.

After the first slash, An Ning slid the long sword in his hand, and slashed down with another slash. Fortunately, in the fruit swordsman, the cut fruit would stop in space for a moment, otherwise An Ning would not be able to complete this perverted 36 cuts .

The shadow of the sword is like lightning, moving quickly over the pomegranate.

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An Ning silently recited the number of slashes, and at the same time adjusted her body position so that her attacks perfectly avoided the bombs falling from all angles.

"30, 31"

An Ning felt that her spirit was overdrawn, and her vision began to blur.

As a result, the Qingfeng sword shifted a little bit, and seeing that it was about to pass by a bomb, An Ning quickly bit the tip of his tongue, and a sharp pain instantly made his brain awake a little bit, and his thinking also became clearer .

Quickly adjusting the strength of his hand, Qingfeng sword narrowly avoided the bomb.

"32, 33, 34, 35"

An Ning braced himself to be about to fall, and with his eyelids completely covering his eyes, he stabbed the last sword fiercely into the broken pomegranate that was no longer in its original shape.

For a moment, in the fruit swordsman space, time seemed to stop.

An Ning remained motionless while slashing.

For a moment, the whole world seemed to have turned into a piece of calm water without any waves.

However, An Ning's mind was the complete opposite of this tranquility.

His spirit is like a lonely boat on a lone leaf in a storm. An Ning is struggling to maintain his consciousness. He can clearly feel that the barrier in his mind is being attacked by a force. There is a possibility of breaking at any time.

An Ning couldn't allow himself to faint, because his instinct told him that once he fainted, all the previous efforts would be for naught, and all previous efforts would be wasted.

Finally, under An Ning's insistence, time began to continue to flow, and the pomegranate that he chopped 36 times exploded in the air, splashing countless red juices.

And the combo number on An Ning's head also changed to 1000 at this time.

The bombs in the wooden room also disappeared without a trace in an instant.

With a broken voice in his mind, An Ning immediately fell to the ground.

Although he was a little depressed, he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

Obviously, this breakthrough has gained incomparably huge benefits.

An Ning feels that the world he perceives now is completely different from before. If he was seeing with his eyes before, now he seems to be in a state of whim.

This feeling is very strange.

It feels like you can predict what will happen in the next few seconds.

Thinking of this, An Ning directly returned to his body consciously.

Opening his eyes, he quickly got up and went to the balcony, and found out the dice he used to play when he was a child.

Put the dice into it with a cup, shake it quickly, and then put it upside down on the table.

"Oh!"

"6!"

After saying a number, An Ning opened the cup, and the dice really turned 6 up.

Seeing this, An Ning shook again.

After trying a few more times, An Ning found that this feeling was not always accurate, and deviations would occur.

But it can be done, the [-]% correct rate already makes An Ning very satisfied.

With this ability, he can predict the attack style of others in the battle with others, so as to respond quickly.

This ability is simply like a heifer going to the South Pole, it's so awesome!
ps: The author is holding a small broken bowl, looking at the wise and powerful, like you who descended from the gods, his eyes dodge, and his voice is a little flattering: "Let's pass it~" (recommended!)

(End of this chapter)

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