Chapter 271 Is this really a Sharingan? ! !
Looking at the prompt box that popped up on his retina, Feng Mu felt a little weird.
"Copy + dynamic vision + magatama? They are becoming more and more like the evil eyes in anime."
Feng Mu was secretly complaining in his heart. He looked up at the huge shadow covering the sky.
If the sky could be seen in this world, he would probably think that above the sky, there was a pair of invisible eyes silently weaving the trajectory of his destiny.
Suddenly, Feng Mu felt a strong desire in his heart, and he wanted to go to the upper city to take a look immediately.
Just take a look, take a look
He wanted to take a look to see if there was a sacred tree towering into the sky in the upper city, and whether the moon's brightness was still normal above the sacred tree, at the top of the clouds? Buzz buzz buzz——
The vibration of his cell phone interrupted Feng Mu's reverie that was drifting towards the sky.
He looked down at his phone, and coincidentally, the caller on the screen was his mother, Wang Xiuli.
Anyone who understands will know what Sharingan + blood relationship equals, right?
Feng Mu was slow to answer the phone. Fate had already given him too many revelations today and he needed to take a breath.
While waiting for the call to end, a text message came in my mobile phone - your dad has been discharged from the hospital, come home this weekend and have dinner together? Feng Mu's pupils flashed with a seductive luster. He did not reply to the text message, but put the phone back into his pocket, took a deep and greedy breath, and silently said: "Copy!"
[You copied an ability - Motion Capture lv3. ]This ability comes from the electronic eye implanted in Cheng Gao's body, and Feng Mu's pupils have not undergone any technological transformation. Logically speaking, he does not have the soil to replicate such ability.
However, the system is so unreasonable that it directly copied the capabilities of the electronic eye from the rules.
Then, Feng Mu's pupils underwent subtle and mysterious changes again. When the two magatama slowly rotated in them, it seemed as if a dim light was flickering, which made people feel uneasy.
Feng Mu shook his hand, and the petrified heart fell to the ground, smashing into ashes and mixing with the mechanical wreckage.
Feng Mu quickly left the alley, and at the same time, the battle summary report appeared on his retina:
[You have experienced a thrilling battle. ][Your martial arts skills have been significantly improved. [Soul-Chasing Step·Blood and Flesh Second Level Proficiency +178][Soul-Chasing Step·Blood and Flesh Third Level Proficiency +178][Blood and Flesh First Level True Skill·Blood and Flesh Third Level Proficiency +49][…….]Looking at the lines of prompts on the retina that showed the increase in martial arts proficiency, Feng Mu understood clearly: "In a fierce battle, martial arts proficiency increases much faster than practicing hard. That's right, actual combat is the best test and training for martial arts."
Feng Mu's eyes slowly slid across the battle summary on his retina. Each reward was like a unique delicacy, recording the nutrients he had drawn from death.
[You launched the feast. ][You took a sip of the blood bag. ][Blood bag quality: rough taste, rich in nutrients. ][You reluctantly swallowed the bag of blood, transforming it into 40 days of life essence. ][You absorb the resentment in the blood. ][The stored Erythrium in your body is greatly digested↑][The current Erythrium consumption has increased to 8.1%, and the body's reserves have decreased to 0.3%. ][You have forever conquered a person who opposes you, and your power has permanently increased by 0.01! Feng Mu's eyes were filled with a deep light, and he felt a sense of regret that no one else could understand the value of death better than him.
Feng Mu felt that the situation before him was very similar to a dish in his memory from his previous life - one chicken, two ways of cooking, which means using different parts of a chicken to cook and eat.
But the slight difference is that his cooking skills are obviously more advanced. He can cook one chicken in four, five, or six ways. It is impossible to count them all.
[Your cooking skills have greatly improved…] When Feng Mu walked out of the alley, the battle summary and reward pop-up window on his retina had finished broadcasting, and his entire system panel froze into:
Name: Feng Mu
Game inheritance: 12% HP: [965/1147] Strength: 24.2 (10.5+13.7)
Agility: 7.3 (4.5+2.8)
Constitution: 8.4 (2.7+5.7)
Spirit: 9.1 (1.4+7.7)
Attribute points remaining: 2 Iron Eater: Level 2 Metal properties have been absorbed. Empty slots: [Plastic embryo (green)] Metal properties can be absorbed. Empty slots: 1 [Current edible column: [Yinsha Jiuyou Evil Resentment Iron (edible degree 8.1 /100%, reserve 0.3%)] General skill column:
Blood and Flesh First Release True Skill · Third Release (74/10000)
Crane Claw Skill: Breaking Limits (Empty Claw)
Heart-breaking Palm: Perfection
Basic boxing skills·Perfect basic leg skills·Perfect Seven Killing Fists·Breaking the Limit (Soul Funeral)
Seven Killing Fist·Blood and Flesh Second Solution·Intermediate (115/2500)
Seven Killing Fist·Blood and Flesh Three Solutions·Intermediate (133/2500)
Soul Chasing Step: Breaking Limits (Ghost)
Soul Chasing Step·Blood and Flesh Second Solution·Elementary (221/500)
Soul Chasing Step·Blood and Flesh Three Solutions·Elementary (204/500)
Senluo Finger: Breaking the Limit (Searching for the Network)
Senluo Finger·Blood and Flesh Second Solution·Elementary (95/500)
Senluo Finger·Blood and Flesh Three Solutions·Elementary (87/500)
Turtle Shell Skin Transformation Technique, Beginner Level (87/1000)
Ghost Armor Skin-Changing Skill, Blood and Flesh Three-step Solution, Initial Stage (187/1000)
Cooking·Elementary (84/100)
Gymnastics·Elementary (14/300)
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Gymnastics·Blood and Flesh Three Solutions·Elementary (14/300)
Copy skill bar:
Alcoholism level 3 (1/5000)
Motion capture level 3 (1/10000)
General skill points: 5 General skill proficiency remaining: 33730 Secret skills: Tongue root death curse lv1, Marrying twins lv1, Agent's gift lv1, Blood bar tricky eye lv2 Special skill points remaining: 2 Life essence storage: 40 days
Equipment: Magician's playing cards (B-level equipment) D-level lottery ticket*1 (need to unlock the equipment grid to use)
Having not carefully looked at his own panel for a long time, Feng Mu was stunned for a moment and muttered to himself:
"These are the results of my hard work bit by bit. I didn't expect that I have accumulated so much without realizing it. But it is not enough, far from enough. I need more, more, more..."
In Feng Mu's eyes, the increasingly long lines of skills were like invisible stairs laid out under his feet. As the number of lines increased, the stairs would take him up into the sky step by step and to the other side of his destiny.
I just don’t know which one, the sky or the other side of destiny, is farther away from the ground. The future!
…….late at night.
Feng Mu returned to Douqiong Martial Arts Hall.
There was a thunderous snoring sound in the yard that had not been heard for a long time. Most of the senior brothers and sisters had gone to bed early, leaving only a lonely figure. He stood in the center of the yard with his eyes closed, his head drooping, and he was practicing martial arts like a sleepwalker.
Feng Mu leaned gently against the door and observed quietly for a moment.
He noticed Hong Ya's pigtails that stood up and moved up and down with the shaking of her head. This should have been a playful and cute action, but at this moment, Feng Mu did not find it funny. Instead, a sense of solemnity surged in his heart.
"Little Senior Sister, are you always this stubborn when I'm not at the martial arts gym?"
Feng Mu swallowed deeply, a sense of urgency rising in his heart.
"Oops, I've ruined the atmosphere of the martial arts school."
Feng Mu joined the practice without hesitation.
Time passed with snoring until 05:30, when Feng Mu stopped practicing, said good night to Hong Ya, who was so dazed that she could hardly stand, and returned to his room.
However, he did not choose to rest, but went straight to the bathroom and gently locked the door.
Standing in front of the mirror, he was silent for a moment, then he cruelly cut open his chest with his hands. The bright red blood flowed out from his skin, quickly staining his chest red, revealing the white and hideous ribs underneath, as well as the heart behind the ribs that exuded a sinister chill...
(End of this chapter)
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