"It's impossible to become stronger in a short period of time. Those well-known strong men have accumulated their current achievements bit by bit over a long period of time. You are still too young." As Mian Shenyou said, various figures appeared around him. Most of them were of unknown races. Behind them appeared the marshal. This was the first time Chen Jing saw him. He was a very ordinary man. Then Agui stood beside him.
They once had a love line, but in the end, Chen Jing did not choose this one, because the marshal was a very simple person, so he did not express his relationship with anyone in the end. Originally, Chen Jing planned to write about him getting married, but he forgot, broke it off, and then traveled through time.
The marshal died.
At the end of the scene, Azathoth stood on the top of the mountain, stretched out his hand and shook it.
Mian Shenyou covered his eyes and said, "It hurts, it hurts, hiss—it's too brutal." The Sanwu Loli fell to the ground.
Azathoth is an evil god, why do you want to mess with her?
Mian Shenyou slowly stood up: "I have a suggestion."
"Go ahead." Chen Jing made a gesture of invitation.
"Fighting is the fastest way to accumulate combat experience. As for physical strength and connection, I believe you have your own methods."
"Yes, I have a way." What Chen Jing lacked most was not strength. He just didn't want to fight, not that he couldn't. In the previous battle, he was very powerless, but in fact, if he had the courage to resist, the ending would definitely not be so embarrassing.
"Well, starting today, you will enter my dreams every night to receive my special training." Mian Shenyou said, "I will recreate the powerful people in my memory. You can defeat them or be killed, but here, death will only come again."
Chen Jing frowned. After coming in, he confirmed that his perception was perfect, which meant that if he was hit, he would definitely feel the same pain as in reality.
"Wait, are you Mian Shenyou?" Anna had mentioned the names of the twelve main gods before, and the one in front of him now was one of them, the god of dreams, Mian Shenyou. It was said that she had other priesthoods, but Chen Jing didn't know. All he knew was that Mian Shenyou was very powerful, and even Anna used the word "monster" to describe her.
But it didn't say it was a cat ear.
"First of all, this guy." Mian Shenyou clapped his hands.
A figure over three meters tall walked out of the gray fog. It was a green giant with a bare upper body, six arms, a hammer as big as Chen Jing's, an axe, a halberd, a meteor hammer, a javelin on his back, and a metal round shield.
"Chen Jing, go and think of your weapon." A gun appeared in Chen Jing's mind.
"Oh, not a samurai."
"I feel like I'll be chopped in half if I talk about Bushido." In Chen Jing's eyes, the giant's weapon glowed with a strange red light.
Mian Shenyou nodded and said, "Then you better be careful. This is a battle master who once gave my followers a lot of trouble."
Before Chen Jing could react, the giant had already disappeared in the sonic boom. By the time he realized what was happening, he had already been torn into pieces.
This wasn't even on the same level. Chen Jing could even see a mocking expression through the cracks in the giant bull's helmet; his head had already been separated from his body.
In a trance, Chen Jing once again stood in front of Mr. Niu Kui.
Dark Souls isn't this exaggerated! ?
Chen Jing tried to shoot before it fired, and the bullet did fly out, but it bounced off him with terrifying force.
Chen Jing almost vomited blood.
Even if it was replaced with a laser cannon, it would be useless. The small caliber could only caress him, and the large caliber could not hit him at all. Chen Jing could not rotate the muzzle fast enough to keep up with his movements.
Chen Jing couldn’t hold on until the Mayfly Cannon Formation caused real damage to him.
After being killed nineteen times, Chen Jing's mentality collapsed. He realized that this old man with the ox helmet had the strength of level seven even if he relied on his physical body. It was hard to imagine how powerful he would be when he had the ability to connect. Even one of the twelve main gods could find him a troublesome existence.
Why do I have to solo now?
Chen Jing picked up the sword given by Vilas.
The old man laughed heartily: "If you had done this earlier, you wouldn't have gotten beaten. Hahaha. As for me, I look down on those who can only fight with the help of weapons. I only trust my body." It can be seen that his body is already beyond the specifications of this species, and it is even possible that he has had some adventures.
"Can you speak?" Chen Jing looked at Mian Shenyou in confusion. Although he had heard of mental splitting, but what was so strange about mental splitting into another person?
"No, the person standing before you is indeed him, the real thing. It's just that you are both in a dream, but at the same time. Do you understand?"
A dream from the past! Chen Jing had his first direct experience of the power of the Twelve Lords. These were definitely not half-baked gods, but truly powerful beings with cosmic authority. Even though she was an expressionless, adorable cat-eared loli.
"Alright, boy, let's start our battle."
Chen Jing had a feeling that "he was going to kill me again", but he didn't expect that this time, Uncle Niu Kui didn't kill him instantly, but started to guide him, pointing out his mistakes and shortcomings, and teaching him seriously.
"Do you understand? Then let's do it again." The ending remained unchanged, Chen Jing was knocked to the ground.
"By the way, Chen Jing." Mian Shenyou said.
Chen Jing looked over and asked, "What's wrong?" He had a bad feeling.
As expected, Mian Shenyou pointed at him and said, "I took the liberty of increasing your physical strength."
From the beginning until now, Chen Jing didn't feel anything at all.
But it is true that when he was being beaten, Chen Jing could see some of the slow motion clearly.
No longer being simply pinned to death, he began to improve his skills under the threat of death.
After a night, Chen Jing stood up on the floor, feeling uncomfortable all over. In the past night, he was killed more than seventy times. This was because Uncle Niu Kui wanted to let him go and give him some time to digest the situation. Almost forty hours had passed in the dream, but only eight hours had passed in reality.
The difference between day and night is not obvious here, and Chen Jing also strictly concealed the light, so he didn't know the situation outside. It seemed that a lot of things must have happened.
Chen Jing stood up, put on the familiar Shamils, and donned his equipment. What shocked him was that the black thin armor could actually actively cooperate with Shamils and turn himself into a part of Shamils.
"System upgrade and restart." Shamils' voice.
"Oh, this module is awesome."
Chen Jing nodded: "Let's take a look at the current situation outside."
"What happened last night? Why have you changed so much?"
"I've been beaten up dozens of times, but now I don't have any temper at all, and I don't feel afraid of anything anymore."
Chen Jing even felt that if he were in Yue Ji's worldview, he would have awakened the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception by now. He would have died dozens of times.
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