Chapter 203
“Clang!!”
At the moment when the blunt knife was about to chop down on his head, the old man suddenly took out a long crutch and blocked the blade!
He could clearly feel that the black-haired boy was not using his full strength. Apart from his terrifying body control and instant reaction that he could mobilize without thinking, the actual force on his knees was not very high. The black-haired boy's arms, which were covered with a thin layer of muscle, did not show any signs of using his full strength.
The opponent obviously played very relaxed and easy.
But he was pressed to the ground all of a sudden. If his legs had not been invisible, he would probably have been kneeling now. It was precisely because he knew his own abilities that he was shocked by the black-haired hunter's effortless output.
Even if he held back, he still ended up with this result. No wonder Nino fell into this guy's hands...!
The old man didn't know that when fighting against Sixiu Nino, Su Xingyuan's attributes except for agility were almost entirely supported by equipment. Now that he has been upgraded and his panel has been restored, he is equivalent to an epic enhancement compared to that time.
However, if all attributes are raised equally but still cannot be higher than those of the gods, it would be better to put all attribute points into agility, at least you can still run. Balance sometimes means mediocrity. Su Xingyuan was very clear about this when he chose to restore the panel. Therefore, he reduced his strength again, flipped his wrist slightly, and the blunt knife changed its angle in an instant, attacking the enemy in front of him in a tricky way.
"...Humph!" The old man was also completely aroused by the battle desire. He rushed forward with his crutches, "I'll show you what the background of an old man is, kid!"
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Seven hours later.
The old man lay dead peacefully on the ground.
The black-haired boy, who hadn't even broken a sweat, put away his knife. While wondering if his sparring partner could last longer without the knife, he wrapped his fists with bandages and smiled, "Next."
This time it lasted fifteen hours.
"Next."
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In the cracks of space where there was no sunlight, the black-haired hunter continued to fight as if he knew no fatigue at all. No matter how many hours had passed or how long the intense fight had lasted, the strength he used remained the same from beginning to end, and his concentration was so high that this talent for concentration was even a little terrifying.
"No, no, I won't fight anymore!"
Seeing his companion lying dead, the black-haired boy looked at him again with clear eyes. The old man was startled and waved his hands repeatedly: "Are you a perpetual motion machine? Consider us old men who have died once!"
This was the first time since he became a soul that he felt how tiring life was!
The culprit blinked innocently, but seemed to have caught some information from his words. After a brief thought, he said, "The most important purpose of you curling up in this space should be to avoid those foreign enemies with ill intentions."
When Carterfield was still there, they could still pay attention to the situation outside, but now, what is the difference between this space and a dead coffin?
"To be honest, I happen to have a territory that has not been discovered by hostile forces." The black-haired boy's eyes curved, "It has sea, land, and subjects."
The old man's eyebrows jumped. He heard the little fox's subtext. He was too embarrassed to say that he was actually moved for a moment. He just looked at him suspiciously: "Do you have any territory that hasn't been discovered by them?"
And there are waters that can be called "oceans". How big is this territory? He, a human being, should not be able to become the master of such a large space. The world consciousness cannot help him to this extent. It is already in trouble itself.
Su Xingyuan: "Maybe it's because of some small coincidences."
Old man: “?”
Su Xingyuan smiled and didn't explain any further. Hell has a weak consciousness, so it is very likely that during that job transfer mission, what he did went beyond the game's presets, causing a bug, and he happened to be related to the Demon King in Hell, thus becoming connected to Hell itself.
This is obviously beyond the control of the world consciousness. The fact that it hands over almost all of its freedom also means that it can only guide but not control everything the player does. Sometimes, it cannot even predict what will happen.
This is the variable you get by adding variables layer by layer.
The more factors that change, the more likely it is that the original player, Su Xing, who is the biggest difference, will get a different ending.
After the panel recovered, the intelligence value of 337 allowed Su Xingyuan to use magic without any restrictions. He simply snapped his fingers, and a huge white portal suddenly appeared behind him.
From the corner revealed by the portal, one can see an extremely prosperous town. The residents coming and going have no fear or worry on their faces. It is obviously a very common behavior, but in the eyes of the three old men whose souls are already incomplete, there is an inexplicable sense of warmth. In the distance, two quaint towers stand at the east and west ends respectively. From time to time, huge black dragons fly around the towers, just like the ancient Western fantasy continent with prosperous species and flourishing magic, bringing the most intuitive visual impact.
Only Su Xingyuan suddenly discovered two tall towers rising from the ground: "?"
Never mind, it's not important.
He looked at the three old men and saw a wavering light in their eyes.
"...I do want to, but," the old man finally sighed, "as you can see, we won't live long. What's the point of coming to your territory? Let's spend our last days...in this old place."
Although the other two did not say anything, they also tacitly expressed their agreement.
"Actually, regarding this," the black-haired boy suddenly said, "I also have a good idea."
“…”
The old man was almost suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder from "I have a good idea" and "this is a coincidence". When he heard Su Xingyuan say that he had a good idea, he was startled and suddenly alert. He asked in doubt: "Wait, what good idea? What kind of murderous thing did you think of?"
"Creator? How could that be? This is really a brilliant idea." The black-haired boy said cheerfully, "You just need to cooperate with me in return. I will make you feel at home. No one can handle this matter more perfectly than me."
The pair of emerald eyes curved slightly, and the two small black moles below also moved, which combined to look like a malicious temptation.
"... Have you really never done any other part-time jobs?" Listening to this series of fluent and unhesitating self-promotion, the old man's mouth twitched, and he was getting more and more excited. If the original level of excitement was only three, after Su Xingyuan said "I have a wonderful idea", it increased to seven - he really wanted to know what rare new ideas Su Xingyuan had come up with, and this continuous curiosity added an irresistible temptation to this deal.
The old man gritted his teeth and pulled up his two dead friends: "If you want to test the poison, let's do it together. You guys come over here and get beaten up!"
Su Xingyuan smiled slightly, hiding his merit and fame, and the duration of [Fighting] was doubled again.
Once the physical strength is insufficient, use potions to replenish it immediately, maintaining 30% physical strength and 1h of fighting time in exchange for the rhythm of strength +2.
[Strength: 206 (+60)]
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[Strength: 398 (+60)]
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[Strength: 536 (+60)]
There is no distinction between day and night here, only the endless passage of time, time that is infinitely stretched.
The extended time here is the best gain buff for players who can exchange time for values.
Even though his [Strength] was increasing by +2 and [1h] was ticking away like crazy, the black-haired hunter was becoming more and more focused. The only thing in his eyes was the enemy - or, perhaps, himself who was constantly attacking.
Breathing, rhythm, intensity...
The dark eyelashes pressed down slightly, and in the next second, the long sword that was completely blocked suddenly formed a decapitation force. The speed was so fast that people could not resist it. Without any expectation, the opponent was stopped again.
[Strength: 650 (+60)]
[Tip: Your "Strength" has been increased to the maximum value]
The pop-up window indicating that the strength attribute has reached its limit awakens the player. He retracts the knife and reaches out to his elderly friend who has fallen down due to exhaustion.
"You kid... huhu... you really treat us as sparring partners..."
The key point is that not only is he just a sparring partner, but his speed of improvement is really infuriating!
That kind of innate fighting instinct was already terrifying on the battlefield. In the flow state that had lasted for who knows how many hours, the black-haired boy's moves had undergone several obvious improvements and alterations, becoming even more irresistible. The pure improvement in technique was visible to the naked eye, as if there was almost no bottleneck period.
They had never seen such a terrible understanding.
The skills alone were already so good, not to mention the physical strength. He could already feel very clearly during the battle that the black-haired boy gradually stopped using any deliberate strength unless necessary when fighting against them. He was just honing his skills. Occasionally, if the force was a little too strong, his whole body would be numb, and he was even knocked directly out several times.
...It can only be said that in order to extend their usage time, Su Xingyuan is indeed very "respectful to the elderly and loving the young".
"Thank you very much. You don't need to do any more fighting. ”
Finally, the black-haired boy who pulled him up said something that sounded like heavenly music.
Before the old man could react, he saw the human hunter, who was like a perpetual motion machine, smiled slightly and took out a book called "The Art of Speaking".
Old man: "...the art of speaking? You?"
The black-haired boy smiled cheerfully and said, "There is no end to learning."
【★Reading (0/1.5h)】
[Consume 20% of your physical strength, increase total intelligence by 10%, the upper limit is 20]
He also handed his friend a well-known book that he had already read, "Life is about the combination of movement and stillness. How about reading some books together?"
The old man opened it and saw: "Postpartum Care for Sows"
Old man: ...
Old man: "You want me to learn this kind of thing? Practice makes perfect. I won't learn something that can only be discussed on paper. Why don't you give me two books to kill time..."
"It's true that I didn't think it through." The black-haired human nodded in agreement, then clapped his hands and showed a sincere and gentle smile.
"Luckily I have perfect logistics."
The portal opened again.
This time, what came out of the portal was a pig that was almost slaughtered.
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