Dawn Infinity Chapter 20: : Sword repair

The dwarf prince is about 1.5 meters tall, but his body is extremely thick. Not to mention ordinary human men, judging by his figure, three or five big men can't get close to him. Of course, this only refers to physical fitness. And the troll in front of him is thirteen to four meters high. The dwarf prince didn't even reach the height of the troll's feet, and when the troll saw this little one rushing, he just stepped on the air, bang With a muffled sound, a footprint of more than two meters was stepped on the ground. 【First release】

But this kick didn't hit Sorin. Sorin's speed was unbelievably fast after he broke out his fighting spirit. The sword had already slashed towards the giant leg with rays of light, and with a hissing sound, the sword body smoothly cut into the troll's thigh, but at most it only cut about an inch. Sorin frowned, he felt His sword seemed to have been cut into the thick cowhide. Its toughness was terribly great, and it was impossible to cut deeper. What's more frightening was that the fighting spirit of the troll instinctively gathered at the place where he cut. I couldn't hold it anymore, so I immediately pulled out the sword and slashed at several places around the troll's body.

The rest of the dwarves also came back to their senses, each raised their weapons, burst out their fighting spirit, and besieged the trolls. One foot on the ground can make everyone feel the tremor of the earth, but in comparison, the flexibility is seriously insufficient, just like the comparison between humans and mice, maybe humans can trample mice to death with one foot, but in reality, When a normal person sees a mouse, how many can they step on? It's pretty much the same thing.

Besides, dwarves are not mice, they are warriors. The dozen or so dwarves rely on each other to cooperate. The thin dwarf stood on his back, and then the dwarf jumped two or three meters, and slashed on the troll's knee with an axe. This kind of two-person and three-person cooperation abounds. It seems that these dwarves are really as they said. In that way, they are fighters!

Among all the dwarves, the dwarf prince Thorin is the most powerful. His fighting spirit is surging like flames, much stronger than other dwarves, even stronger than the fighting spirit emanating from the troll. There is no comparison between the figure and the troll, but it is really powerful. A dwarf accidentally trembled, and was about to be trampled to death by the troll's big feet. Sorin rushed over and directly raised his hands He stood up, forcibly withstood the troll's foot for a few seconds, and didn't turn over until the dwarf escaped. It seemed that he hadn't tried his best, which compared other dwarves. [For more exciting novels, please visit]

On the side, the rookies of the Arctic Island team have already hid far away, standing with the hobbit, and Chu Hao, Zhang Heng, Tom, Nian Xikong and other capable people also Instead of participating in the battle group, but standing by the side, it was as if he was looking at the military power of this world secretly.

Nian Xikong said in his heart: "Duqi, this is also a kind of energy cycle, but it is from the outside to the inside, which is the opposite of the internal force from the inside to the outside. It is the most common type of energy in the white skin plane. Cultivation methods, usually in the low-magic plane need to practice **, while in the medium-magic and high-magic planes, you only need to exercise your body. After your body becomes strong, you can naturally burst out fighting energy. Basically, the effect is similar to that of internal force, which can improve your body The speed, strength, reaction force, etc. of the weapon, and after being poured into the weapon, it can improve the hardness and sharpness of the weapon. It can be regarded as the top one in the low-level energy cycle, but it is a pity that Zhongzheng’s peace is not comparable to the internal force. People with vindictiveness tend to lose their lifespan. Unless the vindictiveness is advanced and condensed into Douyuan, the lifespan will be at least 20% lower than that of people without vindictiveness. This is completely inferior to internal strength. After all, life is the root of everything. "

Chu Hao nodded after listening, and asked, "How about Sorin's fighting spirit? How is it compared with you before the foundation? How is it compared with you now?"

Nian Xikong looked at it carefully for a few seconds, shook his head and said: "Compared with the total amount of fighting energy and internal force, I am not as good as him before foundation establishment. Most of the previous internal energy came from the treasures of heaven and earth. It is not as solid as him, and the total amount is not as much as him. But in a real fight, he is not my opponent. At most, I will be seriously injured, but he will die. He has no cultivation desire, pure The Dou Qi obtained by physical exercise is far inferior to me. As for the comparison with me now... there is no comparison at all, he will never be able to transform Dou Qi into Dou Yuan, but I already have the true Yuan Power Even if there is only a trace, killing him is easy."

Speaking of which, Chu Hao had an estimate in his heart. There was no reference before, but now compared with Sorin, he finally knew what level Nian Xikong had reached after the foundation was established. It's better to let Nian Xikong practice his skills, so that he can decide the personnel arrangement for the next match against the Tianshen team.

Nian Xikong already understood, her expression was indifferent, and when she flipped her hand, a small black sword appeared in her hand. The sword flew straight out like black electricity. It was really like electricity. Chu Hao and others only felt a black light flash on their retinas. When they looked again, the head of a troll in the distance had shattered like a watermelon. , a large pile of green and white, and the whole body was overturned on the ground.

Suddenly, everyone in the audience was shocked, only Nian Xikong turned pale slightly, and then casually took the small black sword that flew back as if nothing had happened, and then said: "Building a foundation, building a foundation, how many high demons are low People on the magic plane are crazy about it. It is rare for one person out of a million. It is more difficult for thousands of troops to cross the single bridge than I compete for the college entrance examination of the highest university in some non-magic planes, but once I pass it, then I have stepped into the beginning of the extraordinary and refined, and built the foundation of longevity. Although I can’t say that I am no longer a mortal, I am not an ordinary person. Now I can truly be called a sword cultivator. This is me..."

Nian Xikong's flat, ethereal voice hadn't finished yet, Zhang Heng who was beside him had already yelled and said, "Crap, I'm grass! Flying sword! What the **** is that? Flying sword! Handsome, so handsome! If I become a flying sword, I only need to fly out like this in the face of the enemy, and after taking off the head, I will imitate your expression just now, stand and pretend to speak indifferently, It must be so handsome, so handsome, so handsome... Ah! I want to learn flying sword!"

Nian Xikong's face immediately became gloomy. She gently stroked the blade of the pitch-black little sword with her hand, and then whispered in a murderous tone: "You said I was just pretending? Can you say it again?"

Zhang Heng trembled all over, and immediately said with a smile: "Well, don't you think I was so happy just now? That's right..." While speaking, Zhang Heng actually knelt down in front of Nian Xikong , and then he kowtowed three times in a proper manner, followed by a flattering smile, which was indescribably disgusting.

"Master! A teacher for a day, a father for life, you are my master, you must teach me flying sword!"

Nian Xikong's sword can no longer be cut. In fact, the corners of her mouth have been twitching, not only her, but also Chu Hao and others next to her. He muttered: "You must be here to be funny, right? Captain, he must be here to be funny?"

"You are funny, your whole family is funny!" Zhang Heng growled at Aoqi angrily, and then flatteringly said to Nian Xikong: "Master, choosing a day is worse than hitting the sun, why don't we start teaching now Right? Don’t worry, I just want to be handsome, no, I just want to learn flying swords, and I will definitely not harm you.”

Nian Xikong has already withdrawn the sword, and she doesn't know where she hid the small sword, and then she just ignored Zhang Heng, no matter what he said, just ignore it...

Chu Hao patted Zhang Heng on the shoulder with a wry smile, pulled him up from the ground, and said, "Where is your saint? As far as I know, saints have saint clothes. This one is it, this one is super handsome to wear, why give up such a beautiful future of being handsome, to be honest, don’t you think that the sword fairy flying sword or something is already very old-fashioned and toothless? Listen My ~IndoMTL.com~ Saint is right.”

Zhang Heng opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, he just kept pestering Nian Xikong to ask for Feijian's cultivation method, but in fact, his heart was very bitter...Mom Yes, if the Saint Cloth could be worn by a Saint Seiya, who would learn to fly a sword, but he couldn't tell others that he was very sadly deceived and tricked by the Lord God, so they would definitely laugh him to death, so he fell. It's better not to say...

And when Zhang Heng was joking, on the other side, the troll whose head was smashed started to squirm from the muscles in the neck, and then a new one slowly emerged from the broken spine. It seemed that the head hadn't fully grown yet, and the eyes were still closed, but the body moved by itself, as if going crazy, smashing and rolling around, and the whole battlefield was suddenly filled with smog.

The troll, a humanoid creature with low intelligence, has the most famous recovery ability in the entire multiverse. It is said that the strongest ancestor of the troll can even recover as long as the quark in a cell remains. To complete...

Chu Hao looked at the troll whose head had healed, and inexplicably, such information appeared in his mind.

Trolls can't be killed, at least with the abilities of people like them, they can't be killed at all!