I Only Want to Farm Chapter 848: Calculation
"What I want to understand is the mind, I don't need to compete with swords."
"If you don't need the sword, how about Mr. Xiao Yu throwing away the Misty Rain Autumn Sword of Your Excellency Luo Xueyun?"
"No, I'm afraid of death."
"I will not kill you."
"No matter what you say, I won't throw it away."
I don't know the old man looked at her for a while and smiled.
"Then I'll take it myself."
Then kicked the lower end of the crutch, the crutch flattened up, rotated a circle in the hand, and then. . . . Afterimage.
Qin Yu barely caught the other party's speed, only his eyes went dark, he was coming!
She instinctively blocked.
Kang! ! The crutches fell on the Yanyu Qiujian, and Qin Yu was kicked back several steps. Before he could react, he hooked the crutches again, hooked the Yanyu Qiujian away, and hit Qin Yu's abdomen directly with the crutches. The pain is so severe that it almost breaks up the internal force in Qin Yu's dantian. It is probably for her to understand the inner strength and mentality, so it is just broken up and not destroyed, otherwise it will be enough to explode Qin Yu's dantian and turn her into a cripple. .
Bang, Qin Yu flew directly to the ground, and the old man made another afterimage, and the tip of the crutch directly poked down on Qin Yu's thigh.
Pierce through, nail to the slate.
Damn, it's the thigh that was stabbed by the assassin before, and it only took a few days to recover!
Qin Yu couldn't move, but he didn't scream, he just endured it.
"Smart, resolute, you kid can achieve great things, but you are too ignorant and easy to die early." I don't know the old man chuckled, "If you are not obedient and want to counterattack to win, then it is not you that I poked with my crutches The thighs are gone, but the things you rely on to survive and pick flowers."
Sorry, I don't have that.
But Qin Yu's face was pale, as if he was very frightened. He was about to say something when he suddenly stared up in a daze.
I don't know the old man frowned, and looked up thoughtfully.
There is nothing on the ceiling.
"Turn off the lights." Qin Yu said suddenly.
I don't know that the old man was actually on guard when he looked up, thinking that if this guy was pretending to be mysterious, he would have her other leg crippled, but Qin Yu didn't seem to be unusual, looking down at her, it was from her face When it comes to the obsession of martial arts practitioners, the ecstasy and obsession with comprehension.
He also followed suit, had an epiphany?
"Are you telling me to turn off the oil lamp?"
"Crap."
Qin Yu was very impolite and impatient, but the old man was determined instead, so he pulled out his crutches and swept the ground, the dust and gravel on the ground flew up, shot out, hit the oil lamps, and smashed the ore All smashed and scattered.
When it hit the ground, it turned into glowing grains of sand.
Amazing.
This internal strength.
Probably there was also the purpose of intimidating Qin Yu. This move was very scary, but Qin Yu didn't pay attention, because the entire wall painting space was darkened, at least only the ground was left with some powder glowing, and the walls and ceiling were dark.
But after a moment of darkness, the ceiling was pitch black, but there were a few stars on the wall.
"Some people have tried this method before. There are some glowing stones inside the glyph, but the light is not strong. We have studied it and there is nothing special inside."
I don't know if the old man thought that Qin Yu had discovered something, but it was still the same old way, so he was a little disappointed.
"Have you ever tried to place the glowing position of these stones on the ceiling?"
What?
I don’t know that the old man was startled, then realized, looked at the scattered ore on the ground, "I'm going to get the light stone." He turned around and was about to come out, and when he turned sideways, he just left an opening for Qin Yu, and this opening made Qin Yu She jumped up directly, pulled out a dagger from under her sleeve, and stabbed fiercely!
But I don't know that the old man smiled coldly in an instant, swung the cane, knocked the dagger flying, stretched out his hand and grabbed Qin Yu's neck, and dragged her to him.
"You don't know how to live or die..."
At that moment, he thought that he had controlled the dying flower picker who had a broken leg and exhausted his internal energy, and that he had also left her without a weapon. When she came over, her right arm went around behind him, suddenly in the darkness, a sword popped out of the ring.
The sharpness is even stronger than that of Chishan.
Strange and swift in the dark, stabbing directly from behind.
Puff, it pierced through the back and pierced the heart.
Instant kill!
I don't know the old man can't believe it, he can't figure it out, her sword.
Where do you come from?
"You don't know how to live or die, you old man, you can poke my mother's thigh!"
Pfft~~ With the sword drawn out, Qin Yu gave him a weak push. When he fell backwards, he swung his arm again and cut his neck.
Heads fly.
The blood splashes.
Plop.
Qin Yu also fell to the ground.
There was a lot of blood loss in her thigh, and the sum of several serious injuries cost her more than half of her life.
——This made you fight back, which is also amazing.
It's not that she is very capable, but that she is too good at forgetting.
Because she was sure that the old man would not kill her if he wanted to save her life, she "deliberately exposed her flaws" step by step, shaping herself into a prey with no way out, waiting for the old man to really lose his vigilance and take the initiative to kill him. When she pulled close to her, she instantly made a kill.
For martial arts masters, if you really get close, no matter how big the difference in strength is, there is a possibility of being attacked and killed, especially for someone like Qin Yu who has a quick reaction and is matched with a general who is most suitable for fighting in the dark. An assassin's ghostly weapon.
Otherwise, how can there be those decent villains who "died too much" in TV dramas, novels, and martial arts dramas?
Art still comes from life.
Even the survivors are a bit miserable.
Qin Yu was lying on the ground, unable to do anything for a while, but she didn't waste time, lying on the ground on her back, even though her legs were bleeding and her mouth was vomiting blood, she still smiled.
Because there is no need for those ores at all, with her eyesight and brain power, she directly memorizes the positions of those light stones on the wall and then puts them on the ceiling in her sight in the three-dimensional map in her mind. With a little bit of the faint light on the ground, I can see clearly - I can clearly see the characters and pictures on the positions recorded by these light stones.
Peel off all this information and integrate it into the mental content that was previously retained and screened.
"Damn it, I finally got a match!"
Qin Yu couldn't help being overjoyed~IndoMTL.com~ Huang Jinbi stopped talking, probably because she didn't like to praise her too much.
If it is said that the content obtained by high-intensity analysis of hundreds of hours in a few days is the one-in-a-thousand content, then it is actually an hour to really turn it into a complete mental method.
Statistics is a hard subject.
After Qin Yu learned this method, she didn't even care about the bleeding on her legs. Her physique was very resilient, and she could clotting blood automatically, but the recovery was slower than after bandaging.
He simply lay on the ground bleeding, while using his internal energy to learn this method.
Most people in this world are more cautious about their minds, and they must be careful, but Qin Yu is cautious, but more confident than them, because this mind is put together piece by piece by her, which is like never She has a deep understanding, so she has a well-thought-out plan, and it is much easier to practice than ordinary people, but even so, it took her three days.
Because this method is superior and complicated.
However, the effect is astonishing, it is not in vain for her painstaking calculations.