Chapter 135 Midak Balance Destruction (4000)

Tufa Sword Slash: Second level of great success (three levels in total)

Midak Cross Sword: Second level of minor success (three levels in total)

Yaka Bloody Battle Axe: Second level of entry (three levels in total)

From top to bottom, the row is very neat. All three cold weapon skills have reached the second level. This is the level that only veterans who have focused on a certain weapon for more than ten years or even decades can achieve. As for the third level, it is equivalent to being in the master realm of that weapon. Kaxiu madly brushed more than thirty lives of the Sword Slash Knight but still couldn't reach this level.

Of course, it's not a big problem if he can't reach it. This thing is the icing on the cake for Kaxiu. The foundation of his strength is still the Wind Elephant Secret Martial Arts, Wind Elephant Fist and Elephant Soul Secret Art.

Kaxiu clenched his fists. He could feel that the Wind Elephant Fist had made considerable progress in the fierce fight just now for three hours. After all, the one fighting with him was not a dark creature relying on instinct or strange arts, but a corrupt knight who also mastered the fighting skills.

His fists collided with different schools, and every time he thought about how to dodge, attack, and defend, it provided rich nourishment for the improvement of Feng Xiang Quan.

Different styles, different schools, and even different weapons. One can learn from others. Life-and-death fights can also stimulate a person's potential, how to punch faster when desperate, better connect moves, and more powerful bursts of power.

All of this is good for the martial arts practice of secret warriors.

Ka Xiu's previous practice was a bit too smooth, and crushing some weak people could not bring him the essence of combat perception.

On the contrary, this kind of life-and-death fight with equal strength, back and forth, and the opponent is still some skilled masters, has benefited him a lot.

Humans are animals that combine the sense of the past, the sense of the present, and the sense of the future. In an extremely dangerous environment, people will abandon the sense of the past and the sense of the future, leaving only the sense of the present. Just now, Ka Xiu only needed to think about one question: Where is my fist going? !

This straightforward and pure feeling made him a little obsessed.

Ka Xiu took a deep breath.

"Wind Elephant Fist: Elephant Group 68.0% (three levels)" →

"Wind Elephant Fist: Elephant Group 71.2% (three levels)"

A three-hour battle increased the progress bar by at least three percent. Thinking about it, Kaxiu only needs to fight ten more such battles to break through the third level of Wind Elephant Fist. Unfortunately, this kind of progress is essentially at the cost of his life.

No one wants to get into a life-and-death battle, unless they are crazy martial arts fans. Kaxiu prefers to have a crushing battle, and he is responsible for playing the role of the crushing one. Although killing people across realms is very powerful and genius, it is also frustrating and dangerous, like walking on a tightrope. It is far inferior to Kaxiu's high realm crushing low realms, with bigger fists and muscles than you. One punch will directly kill you, there is nothing to say.

So his attitude towards the improvement of martial arts realm is to break through when it is time to break through, and to become stronger when it is time to become stronger. It is meaningless to keep suppressing it. What's the use of having a solid foundation for three to five years? You are still hovering at the professional level, and my blood has accelerated for the third time!

I'll smash your head with one powerful punch.

The stronger the power, the stronger the body, the more it can nourish the unstoppable momentum. The speed of improvement is too fast, just a castle in the air? It's bullshit! I can touch and see every muscle as thick as a rock, and you tell me it's fake?

If you keep talking, I'll crush you with all my muscles!

Kaxiu decided to return to Black Rain Villa to complete the task first, accumulate dark source, and pile himself up until the third blood acceleration. At that time, all three nodes are connected and form a cycle, which is a new world in the realm of boxers. Next, Kaxiu wants to backstab Black Rain Villa again, and he has the strength foundation.

The second blood acceleration is still a bit dangerous.

I looked at the time progress bar, and there are still six months left, which is more than 180 days. Killing three corrupt knights will indeed increase the stay time, but the corrupt knights are not so easy to kill. The ability to constantly resurrect is absolutely terrifying, and each of them is a master of combat skills...

I'm afraid that even the highest level of the Knight level among the Night Monsters is not easy to bear. And this level is called the Knight level, which is probably related to the Decayed Knight.

Under the moonlight, Kaxiu staggered back to the small building.

First, he bandaged himself with a specially bought military medical kit for treatment, and then he wrapped his whole body in bandages and began to dismantle some of the layouts in the building according to his memory and drawings.

After finishing, Kaxiu rested for a few hours. He began to dismantle and inspect some of the layouts inside the manor.

Most of the traps have been triggered, but there are still some that need to be dismantled. Kaxiu worked on this work for several hours. Then, taking advantage of the night, he did some final finishing work, and Kaxiu drove the car full of items out of the manor.

Standing at the door, he threw a fire into the Joe Jim Manor.

Boom!

The fire instantly burned fiercely, and the special fierce oil potion made by the Night Monsters burst out with unimaginable high temperature. The crazy dancing golden red flames enveloped the entire manor in an instant.

And in the raging flames.

A black car quickly drove off the road.

February 7, 107th year of the Red Li Federation calendar.

Donghai County, coastal city, Anta City.

A sword hall opened in a remote alley.

With the vigorous development of overseas routes, ships not only brought resources and goods from other countries, but also brought unique historical culture. There are also martial arts halls in various countries.

This sword hall is a sword school in a country in the north of the Red Lebanese Federation, and the cold weapon used is the cross sword. According to the owner of the hall, what he teaches is the knight sword technique that has been passed down from his family for hundreds of years, which is a powerful and practical attack sword technique.

And the facts are similar to what the owner said.

Half a year ago, Anta City held a city-wide martial arts hall owner exchange competition. There are prizes and fame. Many martial arts hall owners who think they are capable have joined, and masters have gathered. Even so, Ramon, the owner of the Lenghua Cross Sword Hall, also defeated a group of opponents and advanced to the top three, and got a good result of second place.

With his strength, he is indeed worthy of the name. As the newspaper reported this matter. Although the Lenghua Cross Sword Martial Arts Hall is opened in a remote alley, there are still a steady stream of students coming to learn.

In the circle of cold weapon enthusiasts in Anta City, Ramon has a high status. He often plays the role of a cold-faced instructor.

But today, he was almost completely defeated by a colder man! In the cross sword fighting field that he is best at.

In the open field, two men, one tall and one short, confronted each other.

Some disciples of the Lenghua Sword Hall watched from a distance.

Ramon put on full body armor and held a narrow metal cross sword tightly in both hands. The hot sweat in his palms kept oozing out, soaking the cold hilt. Ramon stared at the other party under the mask, not daring to move away for a moment. His breathing was rapid and heavy, his mouth was dry, and his heart was beating wildly.

The pressure brought to Ramon by the tall man on the opposite side was too strong, just like a towering mountain. Just now, every time he tried to attack and every time he slashed hard, the other party saw through it in advance and counterattacked with shocking skills.

Ramon felt like he was seen through, naked and completely exposed to the sight of the man on the opposite side.

This feeling of being restrained was extremely uncomfortable.

It felt like Ramon was practicing with his father who taught him swordsmanship when he was young, and every move was easily seen through.

On the field, he moved his steps slightly, and for a moment he didn't have the courage to draw his sword. But his disciples were still watching the fight, and the sword will that he had honed for more than ten years would not allow him to retreat without a fight.

Ramon gritted his teeth, took a step forward, and the cross sword in his hand stabbed forward smoothly with the power of his muscles.

Clang!

The two long swords collided, and the metal hummed.

Ramon's sword was swung away, followed by a silver sword light that cut through the air, with extremely fast speed and tricky angles.

The long sword slashed diagonally, and Ramon quickly turned sideways to block it.

The blades collided, he lowered his body to lose strength, and then slid quickly. The sword followed him, and the long sword slashed across fiercely.

Clang!

A long sword flew over and slashed heavily on the balance point of the cross sword. Ramon's eyes widened in disbelief, his palms went numb, his strength twisted, and the cross sword flew out directly.

It fell to the ground with a ding.

"It hits my balance point directly! What kind of skill is this? I've never seen it before..." Ramon's hands went numb and he opened his mouth.

"Thank you."

The man opposite made a low voice, then handed the cross sword in his hand to a student and turned to leave.

"Wait!"

Ramon quickly took off his shield and showed a shocked face: "Excuse me, what sword technique did you use just now? What technique?"

The man didn't look back and continued to walk towards the door. A voice came: "Midak Balance Destruction Technique..."

It wasn't until the other party's figure disappeared at the door of the sword hall that Ramon came back to his senses and took off his protective gear. Revealing the white shirt that was already sweating and tightly attached to his back.

"Midak Cross Sword... Balance Destruction Technique... Awesome..."

He muttered to himself with a little weakness in his whole body. After a long time, Ram picked up the cross sword that fell on the ground with a bit of loneliness, and suddenly found something wrong. He waved it casually a few times and performed a few sword techniques. He suddenly found that the state he had been stagnating for a long time had taken a step forward, and he had made some progress!

"Did he just instruct me? Thank you very much..."

On the other side, on the street of Anta City.

Kaxiu walked towards his residence along the sidewalk with an expressionless face. Unlike what Ramon thought, he actually had no intention of instructing Ramon at all. It was just that Ramon had accumulated enough, so he made a small breakthrough under the heavy pressure brought by Kaxiu.

In the past few days, Kaxiu challenged many cold weapon venues in Anta City and honed and familiarized himself with the three cold weapon fighting skills that he had just obtained not long ago. The effect can be said to be significant. Any school has its own essence and advantages.

For example, a small skill in the Midak Storm Cross Sword, the balance destruction technique. This is a move to defeat the opponent's output balance point, which is quite useful. Kaxiu thinks that the balance destruction technique can be used not only in swordsmanship but also in boxing.

I believe its effect must be considerable.

However, how to absorb and apply this skill and integrate it into the system of Wind Elephant Fist depends on Kaxiu's own efforts.

He walked all the way back to the temporary residence.

He first had a simple lunch at the hotel, then carried the box and checked the various carriage points in Anta City.

Kaxiu encountered a big trouble in the past few days.

He was targeted by Black Rain Villa.

Kaxiu's bell could not summon a carriage at the carriage point!

This is probably one of the punishment measures of Black Rain Villa. The reporter kept everything as usual, and the betrayer naturally had a bad face.

Even if Kaxiu survived the pursuit of the corrupt knight, there was still a spear piercing the shield mark on the back of his hand.

His current anchored identity is: betrayer.

Betrayer is betrayer, Kaxiu doesn't care about it. He has thought of a way to enter the world in the rain.

Anta City, suburbs, a few hundred meters away from the train station.

At a crossroads of a dirt road, a muscular middle-aged man was carrying a box in his hand and walked quickly. After seeing the slender bronze pillar on the side of the road, he stopped and took out a bell. Then he began to shake it hard, and the bell collided silently.

In a moment, a black carriage came rumbling.

The car stopped, and the middle-aged man was about to step up.

Suddenly, a black shadow rushed over like a whirlwind, and flew into the carriage at a very fast speed before the middle-aged man. The man's clothes were pressed tightly against his back by the airflow.

He looked forward blankly.

The window cloth was lifted, revealing a cold face.

"Sorry, it's urgent, this is your compensation."

A heavy document bag was thrown directly over.

The middle-aged man took it and opened it. He found that there was a large stack of federal banknotes inside. After counting carefully, there were quite a lot of them.

"Give so much? You can't rush like this when you're in a hurry..."

The man shook his head, but still accepted it with a smile. Others like to rush for a minute or half a minute, but he likes money, just right.

In front, the black carriage began to move forward. It ran towards the road for more than ten meters, and suddenly disappeared.

A tall figure staggered and fell directly from mid-air, and rolled on the ground in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

The middle-aged man opened his eyes wide when he saw this scene.

The carriage can actually disappear? I've learned something new!

He has never encountered such a situation.

On the other side, Kaxiu stood up with a gloomy face.

"Fuck!"

The thick fist hit a tree on the side of the road with a bang, and the wood chips exploded like rain. A tree trunk as thick as a thigh flew out and stabbed into the ground with a thud.

Half a meter in front of the tree trunk, the man carrying the black box widened his eyes: I will not be killed if I see the whole process, right?

In the end, the man was not killed, but he cooperated with Kaxiu to summon the carriage several times, but all failed without exception.

Half an hour later, the middle-aged man was released.

Kaxiu stood at the intersection, looking up at the blue sky.

"No one can stop me from doing the task, not even the Black Rain Villa that issued the task!" He left with a stern face.

Kaxiu just thought of a good idea.

A plan that is quite feasible but relatively dangerous.

He now plans to catch another unlucky guy for experimentation.

Please give me some monthly tickets, brothers.

The situation should be better next month. I will defend my thesis at the end of this month. Alas, I am as tired as a freshman these days. ^

In addition, I recommend a friend's book, which has a very cool introduction.

If you are interested, you can take a look.

Introduction: 20,000 meters underground, in darkness and despair, who is your belief?