Chapter 43 Moire Formula

Wang Baole, who returned to the cave, began his crazy retreat.

This kind of retreat, Wang Baole had done several times before when he wanted to become the head of the school, but compared with his current determination, it was still a bit short.

After all, the sense of crisis is different, and the sense of urgency is also different.

It's just that even if Wang Baole is determined, the number of frets is over one million, and it is impossible to memorize them completely in a short time. Even if his goal is only to exceed 400,000, it is enough to surpass Cao Kun.

But it was still too difficult. After all, Wang Baole was not a top student. If he was given decades, he might be able to surpass Cao Kun, but this was unrealistic.

So he put his hope on Xie Haiyang, but Xie Haiyang, who is omnipotent, also has a big head this time. This kind of memory-aiding pill must be of high quality. If it is a small amount, he has a way, but what Wang Baole needs The quantity is too astonishing.

He was afraid that Wang Baole would eat him to death...

In the end, all methods were exhausted, and it still took a lot of time to get the amount of elixir Wang Baole needed. Xie Haiyang estimated that it would take at least two years.

When he told Wang Baole the result, Wang Baole was a little discouraged. He couldn't wait. Even if he had memorized 400,000 lessons in two years, Cao Kun must have recited more. Can't overtake each other.

And this kind of days of losing power, the days when Zhang Lan and others are proud, and the days when Liu Daobin and others are anxious, Wang Baole doesn't even want to live a day.

"Then there is only one way!" Wang Baole took a deep breath, took out the black mask, looked at the mask in his hand, his eyes slowly showed hesitation, Wang Baole had too many doubts about this mask, he didn't know that his father How did you get this thing.

He also thought about asking his father through sound transmission, but he held back. This mask is really extraordinary. Wang Baole was worried that leaking the news would cause unnecessary trouble to the whole family, so he planned to wait until he returned from the holidays to meet him in person. to ask.

At this moment, he hesitated for a long time, gritted his teeth hard, and after opening the dream, with a flash in front of his eyes, he appeared on the ice field of the dream.

The cold wind howled all around, blowing bitingly, and the figures of ferocious beasts appeared from time to time in the distance, and even further away, icebergs could be vaguely seen.

Everything in this dream was much more real than Wang Baole's before.

In fact, after Wang Baole became the master of the Void Qi Devouring Art taught by the mask, he was reluctant to enter the dream again. On the one hand, he suspected that there was someone inside the mask, and most likely, it was a woman. ...But this is not the point, the most important thing, and also the most shadowy thing in Wang Baole's heart, is the countless times of pain in the process of learning the capture technique...

So much so that even standing here at this moment, he felt a dull pain in his crotch.

It's just that there is really no other way now. Wang Baole sighed, gritted his teeth and took out the mask. After muttering a few words in his heart, he coughed.

"That... Do you have any way to make me remember it completely within a few days when I recite the million-fold pattern."

After Wang Baole finished speaking, he immediately looked at the mask, but after looking at it for a while, the mask did not respond, which made Wang Baole stunned.

"Not working?" Wang Baole was surprised. After scratching his head, he thought for a while and said in a low voice.

"I know you can hear it, heck, some time ago, I didn't come because I had something to do, it's not me killing the donkey, don't get me wrong." Wang Baole secretly looked at the mask while talking, and found that After still no response, he immediately became anxious.

"Miss sister, don't do this, I'm wrong, okay, I promise I will never neglect you in the future, I will definitely come to see you often, miss sister, you have to help me this time."

This was Wang Baole's last straw. He was worried that if the mask didn't work, how would he get through the days after he was in the French army.

Thinking of this, sweat broke out on Wang Baole's forehead. He took a deep breath to build up his emotions, and hurriedly spoke sincerely, as if coaxing a girl, to coax the mask, and his voice was as gentle as he could.

"Miss sister, I have always been secretly in love with you, and I really dare not see you. I am shy, I am shy..."

In the end, there was no reaction, Wang Baole was a little crazy, so he used his big move.

"Miss Sister, do you want me to give you a gift?" After Wang Baole finished speaking, the black mask suddenly flickered, and this flickering light, in Wang Baole's eyes, seemed to see a bright rainbow. I started to get excited, and hurried to look, and immediately saw a line of writing on the mask.

"what gift?"

Wang Baole blinked, secretly thought that there was indeed someone inside, so he said "huh hum" to make himself look more affectionate, and opened his mouth in a low voice.

"I give myself to you, do you want it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the flickering mask suddenly stopped, and then there was a purple lightning, which flew out of the mask in an instant, and went straight to Wang Baole.

Wang Baole watched the lightning magnify instantly in his pupils, there was no time to dodge, he was struck directly by the lightning with a bang sound, his hair stood on end in the scream, he felt severe pain all over his body, and he fell down directly, and it took him a long time to crawl up with a mournful face Get up, very sad and indignant.

"Miss Sister, forget it, why call me..."

This time there was no lightning on the mask, but lines of blurred handwriting appeared under the flicker of light. The appearance of these handwriting immediately made Wang Baole forget the pain, and quickly looked at it intently.

It's just that these writings are blurred and can't be seen clearly. He can only see that as the mask flickers more and more intensely, more and more writings are written on it, but soon, these writings continue to disappear, such as being erased and rewritten.

It gave Wang Baole the feeling that the young lady in the mask was thinking and inferring. Wang Baole also became nervous when he saw it. After a stick of incense, all the writing on the mask disappeared, and the resurfaced... is a formula!

Below the formula, another line of writing soon appeared.

The above clearly told Wang Baole, just memorize this formula firmly, and then recite some main frets, then you can use this formula to calculate everything.

As for those main frets, Wang Baole has now memorized 150,000 frets, he has actually completely mastered them, and he is qualified to use this formula to calculate them.

Looking at the formula, Wang Baole breathed excitedly, with a strong light in his eyes, he put the mask on his mouth and kissed him hard while he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly.

As soon as the mouth fell, there was a lightning bolt, and Wang Baole was so scared that he quickly moved his mouth away, and hurriedly explained in embarrassment.

"Misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding, I was too impulsive, young lady, don't be nervous!"

It took a long time for the lightning on the mask to disappear. Wang Baole wiped his sweat in shock, heaved a sigh of relief, and went to write down the formula, but soon, he discovered a problem.

"No, young lady, although I don't need to memorize this formula so much, if it is applied to the refining tool, it needs mental calculation, and the answer must be calculated in seconds in the shortest time to be considered qualified... Otherwise, the calculation will be slow. It’s too late to support the refining tool, so it’s better to turn over the pattern.”

"This kind of mental arithmetic cannot be mastered in a short time." Wang Baole suddenly became anxious again. He really hoped that he was in front of him, but he found that he couldn't grasp it.

But just after Wang Baole finished speaking, the mask flickered, and words appeared again. This time, he told Wang Baole that he was practicing the mental arithmetic of the formula here, which can have an extremely powerful auxiliary effect.

"Practice here?" Wang Baole was surprised, and the characters on the mask changed again, and a set of frets appeared, which seemed to make Wang Baole immediately use the formula to calculate the result.

Wang Baole scratched his head and glanced at the arrangement of the frets. Before he could put it into the formula, the whole process took only a few breaths. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning burst out from the mask, and it landed directly on the On Wang Baole's body, it seemed that it was timed out and punished by lightning.

"Again?!" Wang Baole's whole body trembled, his hair smoked from the screams, and he began to howl, but at this moment, a second question appeared on the mask...

Wang Baole's body trembled, and his whole body was going crazy. He hurried over to calculate, but it was still too slow. After a few breaths, lightning struck again.

In this way, in this dream world, the long-lost Wang Baole's screams echoed again and again in all directions. This time, although the degree of tragedy was not as good as being kicked in the crotch, the frequency was so high that Wang Baole went crazy up.

Amidst the roar of lightning, Wang Baole's screams became more and more miserable.

"I don't want to learn anymore...ah...it hurts!"

"Let me go...call me again!!"

Wang Baole was about to go crazy. Right now his whole body was blackened by electricity, and his whole body was smoking. The pain of the lightning falling made him feel like he was going to collapse. In his wailing, he felt that this was the most vicious torture in the world.

"The one hidden in this mask is by no means a young lady, it must be an old hag!!" Wang Baole cried sadly, but he also knew that this was the only way for him to remember the fretwork, so he gritted his teeth fiercely, and when the lightning fell again and again, In the middle, screaming and calculating frantically.