Fantasy: Please don’t rob me of my chance

The last time Gu Xuan cut off Hu Zi’s chance, the system rewarded him with a Spirit Body Upgrading Pill, directly allowing his Mixed Element Spirit Body to upgrade from the beginner to the intermediate level.

This time, the cut-off was successful, and the fool actually rewarded a hundredfold comprehension pill, and the time limit was three days.

This means that Gu Xuan can be a super genius who has three days of comprehension and near-demon!

“The sword drawing style is a secret martial art, which pays attention to killing with one hit, and if you don’t shoot, you must see blood. It can be used as a hole card, but I usually can’t use it against the enemy, and I still lack a new knife technique…”

“But the knife technique searched out from the prisoners of the prison peak is either too evil or too yin, and there may even be hidden dangers, I dare not practice…”

Gu Xuan looked at the hundredfold comprehension pill in his hand, and a bold idea suddenly popped up in his mind.

“I also have a fifty-fold one-day comprehension pill on me, and with this three-day time-limited hundredfold comprehension pill, I can increase my understanding by fifty times and a hundred times in four days. Perhaps, I can consider creating my own knife technique! ”

The idea of creating a knife technique began to rise uncontrollably.

A flame danced in Gu Xuan’s eyes, and he was ambitious.

“Secret Technique. The knife pulling style was also created by this old man, he can, why can’t I?!

I have the help of elixirs, and a large number of human-level Xuanjian sword techniques as a reference, aren’t these more advantageous than hiding in an empty cell alone?

Moreover, I am still young, even if I only create a prototype of the knife technique, there is still a lot of time to polish and perfect it in the future.

What don’t I dare! ”

“I will establish myself as the foundation of my martial arts!”

Gu Xuan took a deep breath and finally made up his mind.

Of course, you still need to do some preparation before creating your own knife technique.

Gu Xuan immediately left the cell and ordered someone to let Zhang Hu come back to collect the body.

“You can go back and collect the body now.”

“Yes.”

Zhang Hu, a handyman, came to the ground step cell where he delivered the most food on weekdays.

Although it is not clear why the new young adult from the prison peak personally came to examine the corpse, the final collection of the corpse was done by himself.

Zhang Hu glanced at the corpse of the old man lying straight on the ground, his eyes were round, and his mouth was wide open, and he silently said a strange sentence in his heart, and then picked up the old man’s body and walked out.

The bodies of all the prisoners who died in the prison peak were sent to the cliff behind the peak to be discarded, and the body of the old man was no exception.

But before throwing the old man’s body off the cliff, Zhang Hu began to search carefully on the old man’s body.

From full of expectations at the beginning, to deep disappointment in the end.

“Damn it!”

Zhang Hu kicked the old man’s corpse hard and said with a resentful look: “Old bastard! Because I still take such care of you on weekdays, I almost didn’t worship you as my own father.

He said that he would teach me to draw the sword first, and then teach me the general outline mental method of the sword drawing style after death, and even forced me to make a poisonous oath to slaughter the Spirit Sword Sect after I achieved cultivation.

As a result, it turned out to be playing me!

Damn, damn it! A man like you, who has no faith, is dead! ”

Zhang Hu kicked the old man’s corpse more than a dozen times in disbelief, spat a few more times, and finally threw the old man’s body off the cliff in frustration.

Originally, he and this old man had already discussed, the old man taught him the mantle, and he avenged the old man.

As a result, the other party did not teach him the true core of the mantle until his death, and only taught him a few starting techniques for drawing the knife while he was alive.

What is the use of having a starting style without a general outline of the mental method, it is not as good as the crop handle style.

Zhang Hu’s dream of martial arts was completely shattered, and thinking that he was likely to be a miscellaneous disciple in the Prison Peak for the rest of his life, the resentment in his heart towards the dead old man couldn’t help but grow a little.

Unfortunately, he didn’t know, in fact, the old man did not break his word.

It’s just that the chance that originally belonged to him was cut off by Gu Xuan.

….

Over here, Gu Xuan returned to his residence and began to re-read the sword techniques sent by Gu Ya.

Every knife technique, regardless of grade, regardless of good or evil, is carefully pondered, and at the same time rehearsed in the mind one by one.

This process lasted for three days.

In the past three days, Gu Xuan had repeatedly comprehended all the dozens of evil sect demonic Dao sword techniques many times.

Remove the dregs and take the essence.

I felt almost the same, and then walked out of the room and came to the prison peak cell.

“With the sword that I am most familiar with, using dozens of demonic and evil sword techniques as nourishment, and taking advantage of the resentment accumulated in the prison peak for many years, in order to forge the foundation of my supreme sword technique!”

Gu Xuan took out the fifty-fold comprehension pill he had obtained earlier and swallowed it in one gulp.

In an instant, he felt as if the scene in front of him suddenly became dozens of times clearer.

He could even see wisps of dark red, black, and gray resentful aura floating in the prison cell of Prison Peak, and his divine perception ability had increased by a full fifty times.

Not only that, the speed of the brain, the ability to comprehend has also increased by fifty times.

Now there are countless bursts of inspiration in Gu Xuan’s mind every moment, and the knife techniques that he understood and comprehended before are also constantly colliding, and his thoughts are like a spring.

“Fifty times comprehension is much stronger than ten times comprehension, I don’t know how a hundred times comprehension feels…”

Gu Xuanqing couldn’t help but sigh, not daring to waste a minute and a second, and walked directly into a human step cell, standing quietly.

In this way, Gu Xuan would walk in every cell and stay for a while.

Through the resentment, obsession, hatred and other emotions left by the former prisoners in the cell before they died, he constantly stimulated the knife inspiration in his brain.

In this process, the prototype of a knife technique is also slowly emerging…