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- As time passed, Song Xiaoyun closed his eyes, then opened them again, and the red light in his eyes completely disappeared. §êw§ë
"I'm not dead?" He stretched out his hand blankly and shook it, "Such a young body, is this the carrier for my split soul?"
He shook his neck, and his whole body made a cracking sound.
"Since I am Song Xiaoyun and also Angeleo Fennier, I have entered this world, so here I will be called Song Xiaoyun. The aptitude of this body is not ordinary." Angele recalled how he was beaten by the old monster. He was hit hard on the back. At that time, he had no choice but to condense most of his power into a long sword, and his soul was separated to find a carrier alone, waiting to come back later to wake up the main body, otherwise he might fall into eternal sleep.
"The injury this time was too severe. The substitute mask was completely destroyed. If it were replaced by another sealer, there would be no hope of survival at all!" He said in a heavy tone, and touched his back with his backhand. There was still a trace of skin left there. Large purple-black birthmark. At that time, there was a trace of the old monster's blood spattered on it.
At that time, due to the destruction of the world window, the rupture of time and space, and Angele's self-destruction of two top-level magic weapons, the old monster was still slightly injured. After giving Angele a blow, the blood she spattered also splashed onto Angele. Gulle's back, that's where the feeling of being hit by a train came from.
"Fortunately, it's not without gain." Angelet touched the birthmark on his back, "This blood has been completely imprinted on my soul, using the blood of the old monster's body as a primer. As long as I recover from my injuries, I should He can try to break through the level of Xifan, the ancestor, and become the ancestor of the rootless source.
He closed his eyes and could still recall the old monster's snake-like neck that flew up at the end, the fluctuations and frequencies of time and space at that time, and a strange and special force field that seemed to carry the terror of several worlds. strength.
"Maybe this will be an opportunity." He took a deep breath, turned over and walked towards the other side of the cliff, climbing down the rope.
He moves flexibly and can easily go down the rope. Take off the flying claw again and again, then find a new fixation point, and climb down again.
Within two hours, he easily climbed down from the cliff. Stand firm in the woods on the slope below.
"My body has not undergone any training or meditation. It is completely based on the basic training of knights. It is just a foundation." While he was checking his body, a little blue light flashed in his eyes.
"Now everything has to be practiced from scratch, but this kind of recovery will not take long, at most a few years. Three years, at most three years, the original strength can be completely restored." Angelet thoroughly checked his physical condition.
" Equivalent to a knight's apprentice, which is a good evaluation. According to the standards of the wizarding world, Song Xiaoyun is just an ordinary person who knows how to punch and kick.
"Chip. Count all the knowledge Song Xiaoyun has."
¡®Statistical task creation¡¯
¡®Start retrieving memory content¡¯
¡®The data are as follows: 1 Social common sense. 2 Basic Mathematics 3 Basic Fitness. 4 Night Monkey Fist. Spirit Snake Palm. footwork. ¡¯
¡®Automatically organize memory, integrate and calculate level data¡¯
¡®Song Xiaoyun, Angelifen Nirlio. Strength 11. Agile12. Physical 20, mental 11. Mana 0. The genetic limit has not yet been reached. Status: normal. ¡¯
Angelet looked at the data in front of him and pondered for a moment.
"Integrate the combat skill data and divide it into levels."
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
Night Monkey Fist accidentally appeared in front of his eyes. Detailed data on the three fighting skills of Spirit Snake Palm and Footwork.
"Huh? Interesting." Angelet's eyes lit up and he realized that these three sets of skills were different from those in the wizarding world.
In the wizarding world, the basic fighting skills of all knights are similar. The main difference is in the unique moves and trump card skills.
And these three sets of fighting techniques are actually a complete system. It is impossible to practice them without starting with basic exercises. The effect of this is that this technique is much more perfect than the fighting skills in the wizarding world.
"It's a bit like the Chinese martial arts on earth before, very systematic." Angelet carefully examined the practice methods of the three techniques with satisfaction.
"Anyway, I don't have a strong soul now, and there is no elemental energy here. I can only rely on blood to release witchcraft, which is too wasteful. I can practice the skills here. It can also be integrated into the environment here."
Angelet didn¡¯t want to be discovered by the powerful world guardian as soon as he came in. His fundamental pursuit was to completely hide himself and wait for three years to recover from his injuries and reach a higher level.
¡°Having the ability to storeWithout doing anything, my soul will naturally return to its original level after three years. You can use these three years to thoroughly learn about the world."
He raised his head and looked at the bright morning sky. Among the white clouds, silver stars were faintly visible.
"From now on, I will mainly focus on the fighting skills here. After being seriously injured, I am not far different from ordinary people now."
Although he awakened his memory and recovered the stored soul power, if he wanted to fully recover within three years, Angele would not be able to use his bloodline power and witchcraft talent at all.
In other words, he is exactly the same now as he was before he awakened his memory.
There is no difference either physically or mentally. Except for the additional hundreds of years of sealer memories and a powerful soul, there is no difference at all.
The only advantage is the chip. The chip after multiple upgrades is powerful. This thing is strengthened step by step with Angelet's soul, and it should be able to help him accelerate his integration here.
After sorting out his thoughts, Angele took out a white paper map from a leather bag on his waist and checked it. He trotted directly towards the depths of the forest.
A few days later
Linhai City on the Edge of the Sea of ??Trees
This is a small city on the edge of a mountain. Looking down from a high place, most of the buildings inside are gray and dilapidated. A few old glass buildings are the tallest symbols of this small city, with only a dozen floors.
A clear river forms a circle around the entire city, becoming a moat in disguise.
Between the houses in the city, cars and two-wheelers flow continuously. Most of these vehicles have veins like blue blood vessels on their surfaces. Whether it is a red shell, white, or black, they all have the same blue veins.
Only a very small number of gorgeous and exquisite cars have red veins.
Near a remote middle school in the city, on a street with sparse traffic, stands a martial arts gym with a square yard.
Two mahogany columns support the door, and a round stone-shaped plaque hangs on the horizontal plaque, which reads: Extreme cultivation.
The black wooden door is half open. Through the crack of the door, you can see the square white stone training field with weeds growing inside. The sunlight shines on the training field, reflecting a somewhat dazzling white light.
Whoosh
A bright blue taxi slowly stopped at the door. The door opened with a bang, and a young man got out. He gave the driver two black banknotes. The man stood in front of the martial arts gym, looking up at the somewhat tattered plaque. Sighed slightly.
The man looks like he is only around 20 years old, but if you look closely, you can see that his actual age is much younger, but the temperament in his eyes reveals a different feeling from that of ordinary teenagers.
He was wearing a white sportswear, ordinary white sneakers, and carried a gray satchel on his back, the kind carried by students. There were faint yellow patches left in some places. It was obvious that it used to be a yellow schoolbag and had directly faded into Such.
¡°I¡¯m finally back,¡± Angelet sighed. His originally ugly facial features became even more gloomy as he frowned.
"Xiaoyun, are you back? Where did you travel again? It took you so long to come back?" The owner of a snack shop on the right leaned over and asked with a smile.
"We went to Triangle Cliff, but we didn't go far this time. How is Uncle Ma's business?"
"It's okay, students are on vacation these days, it's the off-season, and you know what the school is like"
The owner of the snack shop started chatting with Angelet endlessly. He told him about his hardships for a long time before letting him into the martial arts gym.
Walking into the martial arts hall, there are rows of bungalows surrounding the square Baishi training ground, forming a courtyard. Each row has three rooms.
When Angelet walked in, he happened to see a boy with thick eyebrows and blue eyes, boxing slowly in the shade at the edge of the training ground.
The boy has short black hair combed to one side. His strong upper body is full of strong and dark muscles. His face is not handsome, but he also has a strong and fierce temperament.
He was practicing the Night Monkey Fist that Song Xiaoyun also knew. When it was fast, the wind made a crackling sound, and when it was slow, it was like grinding, steady and powerful. Different from Song Xiaoyun's agile style, this boy's feet were driven step by step, as firmly as nails.
"Senior Brother!" Angelet saw the burly boy and hurriedly stepped forward and shouted loudly.
The boy clasped his hands on his chest, stood upright and exhaled, surrounded by the heat of his sweat.
"Xiaoyun is back? Your sister and Xiaonian are both looking for you. Someone from the army came to look for you the day before yesterday. It should be the out-of-town boy you beat up on the street corner who called the police. Take it easy."
Angelet made the same ashamed expression as before. "MyselfWell, I'm going to trouble the teacher again this time. "Having been together for so many years, he has long seen that the senior brother, sister and junior sister in the martial arts school are all sincerely good to him. Although he was just an abandoned baby who was replaced by a bit of Angele's soul, he is not a person who does not know what is good and what is good. .
Senior Brother Li Xiulin is the type who looks cold on the surface, but actually takes good care of everyone in the martial arts gym.
"It's good to know. If the master hadn't been familiar with Uncle Cheng from the police station, it would have been really difficult to do this. But it was completely handled yesterday, but you have to be more careful in the future."
"I know, senior brother." Angelet nodded and replied, "Where is the teacher? And where are my sister, Xiaonian and the others? Are they all in the training hall?"
The training center is the main source of income for the martial arts gym. It recruits students who love fighting and collects tuition fees as income. It is equivalent to a short-term training course.
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