Broken Blade is beyond repair? Start by fusing the Demon Blade Thousand Blades

Character: Yang Lin.

Identity: Disciple of the Seven Colors Sect.

Talents: sss+Thousand Blades of the Demonic Sword, sss+Paper Scissors, sss+Demon's Eye (right).

Realm: Three realms and three levels.

Items: Space ring, assassin suit, stealth mask, sunglasses, some pills...

"My only shortcoming at the moment is my agility. Although the assassin suit provides me with a speed bonus, if I can break through to a higher level of agility, then I will be truly perfect."

He took out the scroll of Three Thousand Thunder Techniques and slowly spread it out.

The most eye-catching thing is the large character in the center that covers one-tenth of the scroll.

Being in the vortex, Yang Lin could feel that there was a trace of wind and thunder power contained in it.

"Only by refining the power of wind and thunder can one learn Thunder Flash...Thunder Instant...Three Thousand Thunders. Well, this technique must be practiced."

"Although the process of refining the power of wind and thunder is quite cool, I'll just treat it as an opportunity to train my body."

Yang Lin waved his hand and put away the scroll of Three Thousand Thunders. He now wanted to leave the sect to find a perfect place to practice.

In the next door courtyard.

Han Wen looked at Yang Lin, who had just entered the room and left, and said to himself:

"As expected, geniuses cannot sit still. They plan to take on assassination missions right after arriving here."

......

Walking out of the entrance of the Seven-Colored Gate, Yang Lin followed the instructions on his phone and flew to the top of a cliff.

He took a small pill to replenish his spiritual energy, then sat cross-legged and spread out the scroll.

The scroll was suspended in front of Yang Lin, with lightning arcs flickering faintly on the paper.

"If you can't even bear this little pain, then forget about becoming the leader of the Shadow Assassins in the future."

Yang Lin looked towards the thunderclouds in the sky where lightning kept falling, without a trace of cowardice in his eyes.

"Begin refining."

Mountains in the distance.

Han Wen, dressed in black, was suspended in the air, looking remotely at Yang Lin who was thousands of meters ahead.

"Did my junior brother come to the cliff to practice?"

"That's right. Practicing in a place like this is similar to meditating under a waterfall. Both can help you hone your character."

The reason she came here was that she was worried that Yang Lin didn't know how to choose the task correctly, so she was worried and followed him.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a pillar of lightning shot up into the sky and pierced the clouds.

Suddenly, the black thunderclouds in the sky formed a vortex, and a large amount of thunder power poured into the center of the vortex, rushing downward and injected into Yang Lin's body.

Thunder exploded in the sky, and Han Wen in the distance looked horrified.

"This...is this?"

Cliff edge.

The power of blue thunder surged into the center of his eyebrows.

Yang Lin clasped his hands together and used all his strength to refine the power of thunder.

The thunder power injected into his skin formed a blue lightning shadow that wrapped Yang Lin.

His mind was constantly comprehending the three thousand thunder moves.

The pain of lightning penetrating into his bones continued to strike his body.

But Yang Lin was determined and was not affected by the anger at all.

Not long after, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a flash of lightning flashed across his calm eyes.

"It's done."

Yang Lin was delighted and stood up and floated in the air.

There is a trace of thunder power in his body, which he can release at any time.

Yang Lin flashed and appeared three meters away in an instant with strange skills.

Arcs of electricity kept flashing on his body, leaving a long trail of lightning behind him.

Yang Lin clenched his fist, and the thunder force surging on the surface of his body penetrated into his meridians and returned to his dantian.

"Haha, now that I have the Three Thousand Thunder Movements skill, I can improve my speed. Even an opponent in the Fourth Realm may not be able to figure out my speed. Very good, let's go back to the sect."

Yang Lin took a small Huidan and flew away.

Han Wen looked at Yang Lin's departing back, and his beautiful eyes trembled slightly.

"Attracting lightning to temper the body, this... why didn't I think of this trick."

......

Walking all the way back to the Seven-Colored Gate, Yang Lin said hello to the gate guard Zhong Mishan and walked to the square.

"I'm taking on a mission here, but I don't know if there's one suitable for me."

Looking up at the list of tasks, Yang Lin carefully selected the one that best suited him.

[Mission target: The head of the son of a wealthy man in Beijing, level 1 of the third realm, reward of 10 million plus a one cubic meter space ring.]

[Mission target: Help the five city Beggar Gang branches to take the head, no cultivation, a reward of 100,000. ]

[Mission target: Sanshan City Jinquan Martial Arts School coach with all four limbs intact, fourth realm, fifth level, reward of 770,000.]

[Mission target: Wang Shixun, a student of Heishan First Vocational and Technical College, has two legs, and is at level 7 of the first realm. A reward of 40,000 is offered.]

[Mission target: The head of Yang Yongxin, the president of Yuzhang Academy in Nanchang City, second level, third level, reward of one million, six high-level spirit stones.]

"Oh shit, Yuzhang Academy?"

"Thunder King!"

The first ones were still normal, but the fifth one really surprised Yang Lin.

He really didn't expect that there was Yuzhang Academy in this world and that Yang Yongxin existed.

"Putting aside other things, the bounty of one million and six high-level spirit stones, I really didn't expect his head to be so high."

Yang Lin was surprised and reached out to take the token representing acceptance of the task.

It's a task with a very high cost-effectiveness, it would be a shame not to take it.

"Brother, don't think that the target of this mission is only in the second realm, but I heard that there are several thugs following him all the time. Is this okay with you?"

The Seven Color Sect disciple nearby asked.

He felt that the aura emanating from Yang Lin was only at the third level.

As a fellow disciple, he was also worried about Yang Lin's personal safety.

"Don't worry, the people I want to kill won't survive."

Yang Lin put away the mission token and turned to leave.

I've just learned the Three Thousand Thunders, and I'm itching to try it out on someone.

Moreover, even if the other party has a master who is one level higher than him, he is still not afraid.

Came to the house with a plaque that read "Mission Office".

This is the place to collect rewards and mission target intelligence.

After handing the token to the lady at the counter, Yang Lin received a packaged A4 paper printout after confirmation.

Walking to the table, Yang Lin opened the package and took a quick look.

"Yang Yongxin, who lives in Nanchang City, is on the first floor of the second realm. He has a C-level weapon, an electric baton. He usually stays in the school and almost never leaves. His external publicity is to educate students to do their best."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I'm afraid he's doing his best to practice the electric baton on the students."

He took a sip of tea.

He noticed that most of the students in Yuzhang Academy were under the age of eighteen.

Being under the age of eighteen and without awakened talent, he is just an ordinary person and has no power to resist Yang Yongxin, who has reached the second level of cultivation.

"Take money from people to help them get rid of disasters, and don't care who they are, just take their life."

After writing down the contact information, Yang Lin drank the tea in one gulp, got up and left, heading for Nanchang City.