life copy game.

Chapter 690 Class B, I Killed It Too

A thunderous sound exploded in He Ao's ears.

Immediately afterwards, the power of the turbulent waves washed over his body.

He Ao activated the super memory, and at the same time, he began to recall the reflection of the winding hill in his mind to attract the surging pollution.

And when the pollution flooded into his mind, invisible, it seemed that some kind of strange power poured into his spirit.

Immediately afterwards, from the moment he entered this copy, countless battle scenes emerged in his mind.

At this moment, he was like a bystander floating in the void, standing in his own memory, watching his actions one by one.

Countless details that he had ignored reappeared in his mind, those erroneous techniques, those actions that did not use energy perfectly, played back in his mind over and over again.

And with the replay of these actions, those scenes hidden in He Ao's memory, those battles in the main world, those fights He Ao has experienced, and the fighting memories of every dungeon character he inherited are gathered in Together.

From wrestling with the school bully when he was a child, to using a carbine to pierce the heart of the film cutter.

The memory that is like a fleeting moment, those moves that were used in the fleeting moment, emerged like engravings one by one.

Up to now, most of He Ao's fights are life-and-death fights, so most of his fighting skills are concise and clear, but in a sense they are independent of each other, lacking systematic coherence.

But at this moment, indistinctly, those chaotic and fuzzy fighting skills merged together, fused in He Ao's method of mobilizing strength, and in the 'perfect' boxing method that He Ao spied out in order to use his spiritual consciousness.

The point that was originally jerky and incomprehensible seemed to be opened up at this moment.

In such a vague consciousness, He Ao raised his hand, his movements were slow and deliberate, as if lifting a ball of soft cotton.

However, in the next second, he bent his fingers and struck forward with his protruding knuckles.

The power passes through the forearm, the forearm, the wrist, and the knuckles, and the completion of all this is so fast that it is almost impossible to capture it, as if God took a period of time from time and space and directly showed the final result.

boom--

This force with terrifying speed seemed to shatter the air, sending out a violent sonic boom.

The howling wind swept Si Enji's hair.

He looked at He Ao's knuckles resting in front of him, and swallowed.

He Ao's knuckles did not reveal the slightest strength, but he had no doubt that this blow could easily shatter his entire body.

Moreover, he could clearly feel that He Ao had noticed that he was by his side, so he deliberately withdrew his hands and kept his strength.

He Ao withdrew his palm, feeling the power in his body integrated, he let out a long breath of relief.

Every movement of the boxing method he originally designed was perfected under the correction of his spiritual consciousness, but it was not coherent.

It's like a frame of perfect images, every movement is perfect, but when all the movements are connected, it's as stiff as a slideshow playing page by page,
There is no reasonable and natural connection between his movements. It is impossible for him to connect naturally from one movement to another, so that the whole boxing technique is coordinated and natural.

He thought a lot before, but he never solved this problem.

It was like a huge moat lying in front of him.

He seems to be only one step away from success, but this step cannot be crossed no matter what.

But this time, during the process of being promoted as a "Warrior", after reviewing all his fighting experience, he was suddenly blessed with spirituality and inspiration gushed out.

With this gushing inspiration, he perfected many movements that he had been thinking about, and adjusted the order of the original boxing movements, connecting all the movements perfectly, turning the blunt perfection into a harmonious perfection.

Although there are still many loopholes in his boxing technique, the most basic foundation has been completed, and the rest is just to continue to enrich the structure on this perfect foundation.

"Warrior" is indeed a talent sequence that creates miracles, and its function does not lie in the powerful extraordinary power.

Rather, it increases the owner's "understanding" of martial arts in a sense. The more people who have accumulated more martial arts, the more they can suddenly realize suddenly under the blessing of this understanding, break through the original boundaries, and accumulate knowledge.

For ordinary superhumans, this talent sequence may be a simple and relatively powerful battle sequence.

But for warriors who are stuck in the bottleneck, it is a life-saving elixir.

However, what surprised He Ao was that the "epiphany" brought by the martial artist seems to be only available at the moment of promotion.

After the power of the secret medicine gradually stabilized, although he could still feel that his thinking became more sensitive and his understanding of martial arts became more profound, but he no longer had the state of enlightenment and inspiration.

And He Ao didn't know whether this epiphany was due to the good special feedback from his ritual completion, or his martial arts had just accumulated to the stage of epiphany.

After all, Nighthawk's suicide note did not mention that the martial artist would trigger the effect of 'insight'.

Perhaps, both.

He Ao took a deep breath and looked at the personal information interface.

【He O (Sito)】

[Privilege Level: Advanced Player]

[Physical fitness: 1194 (727)]

[Skills: Talent Sequence 272: Super Memory (C-level), Basic Gun Mastery (soul part), Talent Sequence 72: Hidden Mage (C-level) (not usable)]

[Mechanical modification: none]

[Martial Arts: Refining Qi and Transforming God (Level C) (partially usable)]

[Character Skill: Talent Sequence 100: Martial Artist (Class C)]

At this moment, his physical fitness has reached 727.

D-level promotion to C-level has increased by nearly 800. Although this physical fitness is not as terrifying as the [-] that is directly pulled to the C-level limit like a fighter, it is already very strong compared to other skill-oriented talent sequences.

If the physical fitness of 576 when the super memory burst is added, then his temporary physical fitness can reach 1303.

And this is not the limit of the strength he can erupt at the moment.

In the "epiphany" just now, He Ao integrated the skills of strengthening the magic circle and mobilizing energy in one place into the boxing technique he created.

The fusion and mutual addition of various skills have further increased He Ao's energy utilization efficiency. When using boxing to fight, he can already naturally adjust the energy in the body, allowing these energies to gather or disperse according to his own will .

And these energies will also naturally form a strengthening circuit to strengthen, and the perfect and smooth energy circuit will be further increased when swinging along the fist.

He roughly estimated that the effect of this efficient energy mobilization method is about double the bonus of the original strengthening circuit convergence explosion.

Originally, he used the strengthening circuit to gather power to one place, which could probably increase the instantaneous explosive power by more than 40%, but now, when using boxing to mobilize energy, this increase has reached 90%.

This means that under the condition of using super memory, He Ao's physical fitness in the explosive state can reach nearly 2500 points.

This has far exceeded the data of his body martial arts plus hidden mage plus super memory.

And because He Ao successfully integrated the strengthening circuit with lower energy loss into the boxing method, when he used this boxing method to mobilize these forces, the energy loss was further reduced.

The original forced burst state can only be used a few times in a battle, and the body will not be able to support it, so He Ao is controlling the use in a planned way.

Now after optimization, this explosive state can be used continuously. Although it seems that the cumulative use time in a short period of time does not exceed ten seconds at most, it also means that He Ao can maintain his physical fitness of 2500 in a short and continuous time. of terror.

This kind of continuous and stable performance is stronger than the physical fitness of bursting out to 3000 in an instant.

At this moment, Si Enji, who was still in shock, finally came back to his senses. He looked at He Ao and smacked his lips, "Okay, tell me, who are your god friends?"

"Didn't you say that I took the call along the slope and boasted of myself?"

He Ao withdrew his thoughts, picked up the crutch leaning against the wall, looked at Si Enji, and said with a smile.

"It's me who doesn't even recognize the descending angel, I'm blind."

Si Enji seems to have given up on himself. He Ao's operation of advancing four levels in a row today has completely shattered his world view, and he is too lazy to pick it up now.

The phrase 'I don't even know angels' is also a federal slang term, roughly equivalent to the Middle-earth saying 'I have eyes but don't know Mount Tai'.

"Let's go."

Howe lifted his cane.

"What about this person?"

Si Enji glanced at Nighthawk who was still lying on the console.

At this moment, Nighthawk's body has lost its extraordinary strength and is gradually turning gray.

"I contacted the funeral home when I came over,"

He Ao also glanced back, "They will send a car to pick him up at night."

"Although I've never seen him before," Sienji sighed, "but judging from his extraordinary strength, he might have been a hero in his lifetime."

"Ah."

He Ao nodded slightly, and led Si Enji out of the room, "His name is Nighthawk, and he used to be one of the people who maintained the order of this city."

Strictly speaking, the Pollution Cleanup Department is not responsible for maintaining order.

Judging from the information from Isia, the branches of the pollution cleanup department in many cities don't care about the lives of civilians.

From the actual situation, the Pollution Cleanup Department is not an official federal agency, it is just a special 'mercenary organization' that can borrow the name of the FBI.

San Jon is doing so well only because of the Nighthawks.

Si Enji looked back at Nighthawk lying on the operating table wearing an iron mask, and sighed slightly.

Then he turned his head and looked at He Ao, "That angry man of yours has been able to upgrade four times in a row on the way to become a martial artist?"

He Ao turned his head and glanced at him with a smile.

Si Enji immediately realized that he asked a stupid question.

He has never seen the talent sequence of a martial artist, but he has seen a 'martial artist'. No matter who it is, before or after being promoted to a 'martial artist', he must honestly master the talent sequence.

In fact, no matter which talent sequence the supernatural beings belong to, if they do not normally follow the mastery process, follow the ritual process, drink tons of secret medicine like drinking soda, and think that they can skip promotion, now they will either be monsters in the wilderness, or their ashes will be destroyed. Gone.

"I'm just a little special, and I can't use me to summarize the rules."

He Ao replied with a smile, and continued to move forward.

Si Enji, on the other hand, looked at He Ao's back, feeling dazed for a moment.

Just 'a little bit'?

Even if they are promoted normally, if they forcibly drink the next-level secret medicine without mastering the talent sequence, they will still have problems if they don't die.

As for the one who skipped four levels in a row, Si Enji had never seen it, or even heard of it.

This operation made Si Enji think that He Ao had seen the underlying script of this world, and then changed the code by cheating.

It's almost a miracle.

Thinking of this, Si Enji was taken aback, and he suddenly realized something.

Is there any existence in this world that can create a 'miracle' beyond human understanding?
some,

The doctor adjusted his glasses and watched He Ao's back with deep eyes.

God.

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While Si Enji was thinking wildly, He Ao had already walked out of the back room and walked to the pharmacy outside the clinic.

Jia Qian was sitting on a chair with her eyes closed, breathing regularly.

The little one worked surprisingly hard today.

But it wasn't until He Ao walked in that she realized that Jia Qian was not practicing, she was just leaning on the chair and falling asleep.

"Girl."

He Ao stood in front of Jiaqian and called softly.

Jiaqian opened her eyes and looked at He Ao in a daze, "Grandpa, are you done?"

He Ao glanced at her and said with a smile, "Didn't grandpa teach you a set of boxing techniques before, and today I will teach you an upgraded version of it, which is even more powerful than the previous set."

Jia Qian was taken aback, nodded quickly, and jumped off the chair, "Okay!"

He Ao raised his hand in a posture, and Jiaqian also raised his hand in a posture.

He Ao's movements were very slow this time, while he was teaching, he kept correcting Jia Qian's movements.

The little girl learned very quickly this time. She was studying every move and style seriously. If she couldn't understand, she would memorize it by rote.

Not long after they started, Si Enji came out, and He Ao took him to study together.

This teaching is from noon to silent night.

When everything was in place, He Ao took out a memory chip and a shell fragment, gave them to Si Enji, and had some private conversations with Si Enji.

Then he looked at Cathy.

Little Jiaxi had just finished learning boxing techniques, she was sweating profusely from exhaustion, she raised her head and stared at He Ao with wide-eyed eyes.

He Ao squatted down and gently brushed away the strands of hair stuck to the side face of the little girl with sweat.

"Where is grandpa going?"

Jia Qian stared at He Ao.

"Go to a dinner."

He Ao smiled, and looked at Jia Qian, "But Grandpa may need Jia Qian to do Grandpa a favor."

-

Under the silent night, Isia threw the report in her hand under the car window, opened the bracelet, and opened the news software casually.

"Today evening, Mayor Crott finally managed to persuade the board of directors of the Kaijiete Group to let the mercenary group give the mercenaries three days off and allow them to visit relatives in the city.

"Mayor Crott said that the wandering San Jon people will always be the children of San Jon. This is the home you can come back to at any time."

Ishia took a look at the news, and the broadcast volume was very high. It seemed that the news software sent the news to San Jon City at a fixed point.

Usually, the reason why she directly swipes to this news is that the big data of the software recognizes her location and recommends popular news to him, or that someone puts a lot of advertisements on this news.

When the new mayor's election is approaching, it is not uncommon for Mayor Crott to engage in some operations to win people's hearts and vigorously promote them.

She swiped over directly, ready to read the next news.

At this moment, out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that there seemed to be a vehicle approaching in front of her. The other party did not turn on the lights, but groped along the night.

But the other party doesn't seem to know that the talent sequence of 'investigative reporter' is the strongest in observation ability.

The moment I saw this car, Ishia's heart trembled.

She raised her head and looked in the rearview mirror. Behind her, there was also a car slowly approaching without the lights on.

The people in both vehicles were wearing the uniform of the Pollution Cleanup Division, and this afternoon she had been officially appointed as the head of the Pollution Cleanup Division for the city of San Jon.

Theoretically speaking, no one can bypass her and mobilize the combat power of the Pollution Cleanup Department.

But it was clear that her powers would only work if the Pollution Cleanup Division was properly structured and everyone followed the same set of rules.

She took a deep breath, smiled bitterly, exited the news interface on the bracelet, and clicked on the news interface.

At this moment, the latest message interface only has two sentences.

[Leave immediately, without hesitation. ]
[Be careful of the siege, stay cautious. ]
She guessed what the old man meant, but she didn't want to believe it. Until just now, she had actually kept her fantasy.

After all, this is the organization she has worked for for many years and dedicated her youth to.

So she just came down from the 77th floor and stayed in this more maneuverable pickup truck.

But it was clear that reality never cared for her fantasies.

With the sound of the bubbles in her heart shattering, Isia suddenly started the pickup truck.

She knew that any hesitation at this moment would make her stay here forever.

This is the price she pays for her childishness.

Amid the harsh howling sound of the motor, the pickup truck ejected like a sharp sword, across the dark night, and rushed towards the off-road vehicle ahead.

The vehicle in front didn't seem to expect that he didn't turn on the lights, and was actually discovered.

The operator standing in front immediately raised his machine gun, while the driver slammed the steering wheel, turning the vehicle sideways and blocking most of the road.

It has to be said that their reaction was very fast and quick. In such a gear, the gap on the road is no longer enough for a car to pass.

This is forcibly stopping Isia.

Almost at the moment when they made the operation, Ishia slammed the steering wheel, the high-speed vehicle tilted instantly, and the co-pilot's door swung open slightly.

In this way, she crossed the off-road vehicle obliquely through the gap by relying on the single wheel. She turned her head and glanced at the sluggish people on the off-road vehicle.

At the moment when the two cars met, a man sitting in the back row of the off-road vehicle met Isia's eyes. He jumped up suddenly, grabbed the back of the pickup truck, and followed Isia's vehicle.

Then he turned his hands into sharp claws, scratching the iron sheet in the rear of the car in an instant, tearing up the metal sheets like thin paper.

The moment the pickup truck's wheels landed and the body returned to its normal position, his body also got into the hole he dug, and he reached out to grab Isia in the driver's seat.

Ishia kicked the accelerator and turned right at the intersection ahead.

The figure behind shook for a moment, but he had already firmly grasped the rear seat of the pickup truck, and was not thrown out.

"Minister Ishia, it's not a good idea to leave the post before the battle."

The man looked at Isia and let out a chuckle. He climbed forward into the carriage, and wiped his claws towards Isia's neck.

"So that's how your D-class came from?"

Ishia looked up at the rearview mirror, pulled out a pistol from the door next to her, and aimed a shot behind her.

This shot hit the young man's forehead, the bullet sank into his brain, but was forcefully squeezed out by his flesh and blood, and fell to the ground.

The man who followed behind was the D-class transferred with Ishia.

However, unlike Isia who was transferred from the branch, he was transferred from the headquarters of the Pollution Cleanup Department. Originally, he was the one who had the most hope of becoming the head of the San Jon branch.

"Honey, it's over."

The man stretched out his sharp claws and stretched out along the door of the left driver's seat, ready to pierce Isia's heart while blocking the escape route for Isia.

At this moment, Ishia yanked the switch next to the seat, released the seat restriction, and lay down instantly according to the inertia, avoiding the attack from the man's hook.

The man seemed to be taken aback by this operation.

Then Ishia seized the opportunity, rolled to the co-pilot, pushed open the door that the co-pilot didn't lock at all, and jumped down.

The man who already had half of his body as a monster turned his head and was about to chase after him.

However, Isia raised her hand that had been holding the steering wheel, revealed the detonator held in her palm, and pressed it suddenly.

boom--

The pickup truck drove by behind her, and flames exploded in the air.

Surging heat waves blew through her brown-blond curly hair, and a sudden flame burned behind her. In the surging flame, it seemed that some kind of twisted figure was trying to struggle, but it finally merged into the flame and turned into coke.

Ishia glanced at the torn clothes in front of her, covered them with her hands, stood up staggeringly, and walked towards the dark alleyway ahead.

She's not so stupid and sweet that she doesn't make any preparations.

She raised her bracelet and sent a message with her voice assistant.

Soon, she received an automatic reply.

That was the address of a clinic in Nancheng.

Before she could react, an unmanned off-road vehicle slowly drove out of the lane ahead.

The old gentleman opposite seemed to have expected such an ending, and had already arranged everything.

She sighed slightly.

It feels like a kind elder taking care of an ignorant and reckless granddaughter.

-

Pollution Cleanup Division Building · Roof Restaurant

Although there is a sign of a restaurant, it is extremely simple, with only a small dining table, a staff member serving dishes, a small bookshelf, and an old man with silver hair sitting behind the dining table and reading a book.

He Ao, carrying a suitcase, stood in front of the fence on the top floor, and glanced down.

At this moment, there is a team of mercenaries walking downstairs with neat steps and strict discipline.

When they walked through the street, they never looked back, and they seemed to be strangers to everything.

"These mercenaries who came in from outside the city don't seem to be from San Jon."

He withdrew his gaze, turned around and said.

"It is said that the Kaijiete Group gave all the mercenaries a vacation, so some mercenaries from other places also came in and treated it as a trip."

The silver-haired old man closed the book in his hand, looked up at He Ao, "Brother Xito, it's almost midnight now, we seem a little late for dinner."

He glanced at the staff beside him, and the staff immediately took out two bottles of expensive red wine, put them on the dining table, opened them, then took out two wine glasses, put them on the dining table, and picked up the intercom to tell the kitchen vegetable.

"not late."

He Ao sat opposite the silver-haired old man with his suitcase in his hand, "It's just the right night."

"Hahaha, old brother Xito is a wonderful person,"

The old man picked up the red wine, and seemed to be a little nostalgic, "I used to have many old friends of the same age. I didn't feel anything when we could get together to drink at any time, but now when I want to drink with them, I just It was found that no one was found."

He looked at He Ao and said with a smile, "We two old men are half-buried in the ground, let's be honest, seeing you walking vigorously, with your back straight, there is naturally a rhythm between your actions, it looks like Pay attention to the talent sequence of fighting? I always feel a familiar vigor in you, are you also a "martial arts practitioner"?"

He got up slowly, with a smile on his face, and poured wine for He Ao, "I have killed a warrior."

He Ao also picked up another bottle of red wine, stood up and poured it for the old man.

"Class B, I killed it too."

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