This time when he opened his eyes, he found himself back behind the door of the woodshed, holding the door tightly to prevent the old man from pushing it open.
He glanced around and saw that the doll was still lying quietly on the ground, motionless.
However, he did not want to continue asking the doll what it meant, because he thought he had already gotten the answer from what it had just said.
"I can't beat the big bad guy outside the door, obviously because I haven't really learned the skills to fight."
Lin Xing knew that what the doll said was right. Although he had also read about self-defense techniques on the Internet and had superpowers, he was ultimately just an ordinary college student. It was normal that he was not as good as those who had learned it in head-on combat.
"I heard from the doll that this old man has learned knife skills, but I don't know any skills. This is the gap."
"But on the other hand, if I practice boxing and fighting, maybe I can beat this old man."
Especially the strong sense of familiarity in his memory made him extremely confused.
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Recalling the contents of this memory, Lin Xing understood: "So that's how it is. You have to learn skills, master skills, and then hone your skills, and finally you can comprehend the inheritance."
Without mentioning the doll, Lin Xing had a mind full of questions. He stuffed the doll into his arms, held the sickle in his hand, and walked out of the yard carefully.
After Lin Xing died three hundred times.
The doll looked at Lin Xing, who was at a disadvantage in the head-on fight, and was surprised: "Too fast, this progress is too fast. He was clearly an ordinary person before, how come he is almost able to master a skill in the blink of an eye?"
The doll on the ground watched this scene, wondering, "Is this kid crazy? He dares to rush forward without mastering any skills?"
With the emergence of this skill, his body seemed to become lighter, his right hand holding the sickle seemed to become stronger, and the coordination of his whole body seemed to have improved a little...
He was a little surprised and thought: "Skill... So this is what skill means. After learning it, it actually directly strengthened my body?"
At the same time, as he mastered this skill, more familiar memories emerged in Lin Xing's mind, and he felt that some important memories that he had forgotten had emerged.
"Although the old man is not as powerful as him, he has also mastered two skills, so he was much stronger than me before."
Lin Xing tried to learn how to fight and how to defeat his opponent through repeated fights.
Lin Xing felt the subtle changes in his body with some surprise, recalling the new sickle sword technique in his mind, and found that the contents were all the summary of his own fights.
Suddenly he remembered the historical changes he had noticed before, and couldn't help wondering, "Could it be that my memory is the result of the impact of historical changes?"
After Lin Xing died two hundred times.
Lin Xing felt that something that he had forgotten seemed to be about to emerge from his mind.
In Lin Xing's revived memory, if he had comprehended the inheritance, he would definitely be much more powerful than both the thin man and the old man.
The doll looked at the old man lying on the ground covered in blood, and then looked at Lin Xing who was also stabbed and fell to the ground. He was extremely shocked: "Genius! An unparalleled genius! He actually mastered a skill in such a short battle!"
I can't remember how many times I fought with the old man.
Looking at Lin Xing who was trying to fight with the old man, the doll on the ground was disdainful: "This kid... wants to learn in battle? It's really crazy for a rookie to want to do this."
After Lin Xing died four hundred times.
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Thinking of this, Lin Xing's eyes suddenly filled with fighting spirit. He picked up the sickle beside him, opened the door, and rushed forward in the old man's surprised gaze.
How to dodge the opponent's hatchet, how to swing the sickle, how to judge the distance between two people, and try not to get hurt...
With the subtle changes in my body, the familiar feeling in my mind came to my mind again, and the memory that I couldn't remember no matter what seemed to be gradually surfacing.
At this moment, there were two clues of inheritance in his mind, one was called soldier and the other was called Taoist boy.
At the same time, Lin Xing also truly understood the real reason why the thin man he met in school before and the old man with the hatchet who he had just killed were stronger than him.
"But they definitely haven't understood the inheritance."
After Lin Xing died a hundred times.
After Lin Xing died fifty times.
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The doll was confused and puzzled: "What is he talking about? When did I remind him? Did he see that there was something wrong with me? Or is he trying to trick me? But why would he trick me for no reason?"
Thinking about the magical power represented by skills and inheritance, Lin Xing couldn't remember why he had related memories.
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This is a memory of learning, practice and strength.
It is a skill called Scythe Blade Technique (First Level).
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"Monster! Unparalleled monster! I have never seen such a monster in my life."
"The teleportation user in school must have mastered many skills, which is why he is so much stronger than me."
The doll looked at Lin Xing who had scratched the old man with a sickle and was a little surprised: "This kid is so good at using a sickle? He was just an ordinary person just now."
"He clearly didn't know any skills before, but he actually mastered a skill in such a short battle?"
"What a shame, what a pity, they died together."
Unfortunately, there are too few clues related to this matter. Lin Xing knows that he can't get any results just by thinking at the moment, so he can only keep it in his heart for the time being.
The doll looked at Lin Xing fighting with the old man in the courtyard and was a little surprised: "Huh? This kid is quite good at hiding."
Fighting again and again, learning again and again, Lin Xing felt that as he and the old man continued to fight, he could feel the strong murderous intent coming from the other party more and more clearly. Even he himself became more and more excited in the process of fighting.
Under the stimulation of such emotions from both sides, his own body seemed to gradually heat up, as if streams of heat were running through his body.
"Skills... inheritance..."
During that fierce fight, a warm current flowed through Lin Xing's body, and he felt something extra in his mind.
Then Lin Xing picked up the doll and said, "Thank you very much this time. If it weren't for your reminder, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to successfully defend myself. Don't be afraid, I will definitely save you and get out together."
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On the other side, after Lin Xing killed the old man in self-defense, he closed his eyes and carefully felt the changes in his body.
Sure enough, Lin Xing was killed again soon, but he was not discouraged after surviving again. Instead, his eyes were full of fighting spirit. He picked up the sickle and rushed forward again, trying to master more fighting abilities in the life-and-death battle.
"And this amazing fighting talent. He completely saw through the old man's swordsmanship."
After Lin Xing died five hundred times, the doll looked at Lin Xing, who was agile and dodged the old man's axe time and time again as if he had foreseen it. He watched as the old man was killed without any injury, and was extremely horrified.
He thought to himself: "I have to find a way to call the police first..."
But when the gate opened, he stepped out and was back in the bedroom.
As soon as Lin Xing appeared, he immediately felt that he was surrounded, with more than ten pistols pointed at him.
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