in the edge

Chapter 373 New era, new style of play

Huang Tian is probably dead again.

Although Du Chengfeng didn't know why he said it again, the corpse in front of him should be Huang Tian, ​​but because the heat was too high, Huang Tian became a little too mature and he almost couldn't recognize it.

"Fortunately, you're here."

After looking at the corpse in front of him and then at the sharp sword on the ground, Du Chengfeng couldn't help but pat the sword in his hand.

Yes, this is why he dares to sleep casually, just because a long time ago, this big sword named Yang Sanlang has become his night watchman - whenever he falls into sleep, the sword will be responsible Help him look after the surroundings. If there is no danger, that's it. If any danger arises...

It will probably be like now, the knife will automatically counterattack, or wake him up, but it will definitely not let him die inexplicably in his sleep.

"However, you still have to be careful."

Putting away the sword, Du Chengfeng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

When he woke up and saw a charred corpse, he was startled. However, the shock was not because he was afraid of the corpse, but because someone could actually kill him - he would be rushed to the last line. Defense line, this is already a very scary thing. I can only say that I am lucky. Although the sword in my hand has not killed anyone for a long time, it is still so reliable.

But the question is, what if the sword is unreliable?

There will always be enemies stronger than him, ones that he and the sword can't defeat together. If he is attacked by an enemy of that level and falls asleep again, then the situation where only the sword is left must be the same. Those who can't be beaten - if they can't be beaten, they will die. People will be gone in an instant. There is no reason to say this kind of thing.

"You still have to pay attention."

Du Chengfeng summarized this inexplicable battle.

There is nothing you can do about being suddenly attacked by a strong person you don't know. It's like being hit on the head by a meteorite falling from the sky. It is a force majeure caused by bad luck to a certain extent - but other than that, there is still logic. Within the scope of effectiveness, he still had to pay as much attention as possible.

As the old saying goes, what kind of person is invincible?

The answer is that there are two types of people, one is the one with unparalleled martial arts, and the other is the type that no one wants to fight with.

The former is difficult to achieve. Although Du Chengfeng feels that his military strength should be in the first echelon, the problem is that he doesn't know how many people are above him - maybe it is like this all the time. As high as the mountain is, there will always be someone stronger than him. He is used to this kind of thing.

So while practicing martial arts, he was also paying attention to the latter.

He will show a kind attitude to everyone. Although this may seem useless, just looking at the quality of the bed, you can understand that friendly communication is still very important - at least during the time he lived in the palace, No one would poison his food, and no one would cut corners on what he wanted. As long as he was willing to show a kind attitude, everyone would be happy to help him.

When he shows a friendly attitude with force, most people are unwilling to become his enemy.

"So I'm provoking you?"

Looking Huang Tian's body up and down, Du Chengfeng was still quite puzzled. In his impression, he and the so-called ascended person should not have any life-or-death feud - first of all, it was Wu Zhao who caused the trouble, not him. , Secondly, he only met this ascended person twice in total.

Counting this time, it was only the second meeting, and they were not even acquaintances.

"Why exactly?"

Du Chengfeng became increasingly confused.

Although according to the information he received before, these ascendants may think that as a latecomer, he has robbed the world, but in Du Chengfeng's view, this statement is too untenable. Feet - you have to know that there are so many people living in this world, and their bodies are much larger than him. Why is this so-called ascended person staring at him alone?

Originally, Du Chengfeng thought he could see something during the sharpening process, but after taking out the sword left by Huang Tian and sharpening it several times, he found nothing.

The Wu Zhao Spine Sword was made in such a short time that Du Chengfeng could not get any effective information at all. Most of what was recorded on the sword was Huang Tian's personal show, the so-called ascended person. It seems that he likes to express himself in various strange ways?

Theoretically speaking, this was indeed faked by Huang Tian, ​​but from Du Chengfeng's point of view, he still failed to understand what he wanted to know.

That is, why is he being hunted down?

"Can't we sit down and talk?"

Looking at the charred corpse in front of him, Du Chengfeng began to scratch his head.

Fighting, of course, can be fought, but if you want to talk about it, it doesn't mean that you can't talk about it - in the final analysis, he at least needs to know why he is fighting, is it to compete in martial arts, promote each other's martial arts progress, or is there really some competition for interests? Or maybe there was deep hatred. In short, in Du Chengfeng's impression, there must always be a reason for fighting such a thing.

Instead of being like Huang Tian in front of him, he fought on his own and risked his life on his own, speaking poorly throughout the whole process.

Mainly because I still can't beat him.

If Huang Tian can defeat him, it is undoubtedly the best thing. At this time, he does not need any reason. The existence of a strong enemy is already the battle itself - but the problem is that the opponent is obviously ridiculously bad, and even gets worse the more he fights. Dishes trends.

Du Chengfeng still remembered that the last time they met, Huang Tian was able to knock him away at least once, but when they met this time, the other party couldn't even hit him with a knife.

Is there really any point in fighting like this?

"No, maybe it still makes sense."

Du Chengfeng's pupils narrowed.

Although he had been thinking a lot just now, after gradually calming down, he still had to face a certain fact that was not easy to face.

That is, Huang Tianzhen is really back.

When he killed Huang Tian for the first time, Du Chengfeng didn't have any real feelings when faced with Huang Tian's words "I will come back." For a time, he thought it was just a joke - so what if he could come back? If you can't beat it, you still can't beat it? Anyway, this kind of thing doesn't matter. In the worst case, just have another fight.

However, it was not until now, until he saw the charred corpse in front of him, that Du Chengfeng realized for himself what the phrase "I will be back" really meant.

"Resurrection... He can keep resurrecting!"

Thinking of this, Du Chengfeng started to sweat.

No wonder he was sweating, just because he had played a lot of games like this before - those immortal game protagonists were killed by powerful monsters again and again, but they were resurrected again and again to continue the challenge. In the end, These immortal warriors will rely on the experience and memories accumulated in battles to successfully defeat seemingly invincible enemies, even ensuring that they remain unscathed. It may be complicated to say, but when converted into events, it is very clear. To put it simply, Du Chengfeng was addicted to difficult games in the past, and even practiced hard to play, and once passed the level without any injuries.

It's just that he has always put himself in the protagonist's role. The only problem is that he has no chance to be resurrected and can only rely on himself to grasp the desperate speed. Fortunately, he has survived all the way. , his luck was pretty good, and the enemies he encountered were all those he could defeat at the time.

"Maybe I really have some sort of protagonist's destiny?"

At midnight, Du Chengfeng once had this fantasy.

This is not hysteria. Everyone will have such a fantasy. Maybe this idea is not very common, but everyone, at some time in their life, may have had such a fantasy. Can they be like the characters in the novel? The protagonist is so unique and in control of his own destiny.

However, Du Chengfeng only thinks about these things occasionally when he is bored. Most of the time, he still doesn't think so - if he must say it, he prefers to believe that everyone is the protagonist of his own life. , everyone will have a bright future of their own.

But looking at it now...

Some people seem to really be the protagonists.

Just like being resurrected and then killing him is really scary. Du Chengfeng can even conclude that Huang Tian is definitely not dead - even if Huang Tian seems to have turned into a charred corpse, it is still of no use. You must know that Huang Tian It had turned into a corpse in front of him before, but now it still appeared in front of him.

As long as you think about it for a moment, you will know how terrifying this is. No matter how many times he kills Huang Tian, ​​it is of no use. Huang Tian can be resurrected and come back every time. He will be attacked while eating, and will be attacked while sleeping. You will be attacked when you go to the toilet, or even when you are entertaining yourself - Huangtian will come over at any time, but he only has one life. As Huangtian gradually becomes familiar with his fighting style, can he still Can there be a life?

"This……"

Du Chengfeng wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Although he has always complained about this hellish idealistic world, in fact, he has been enjoying the benefits of this idealistic world - if this world hadn't been so idealistic, he might not have been able to do anything about it. Gained such tyrannical power in a short period of time.

But now, he will experience firsthand the disadvantages of this idealistic world.

Although it is not clear how Huang Tian was resurrected, just like he could make Li Carpenter win the resurrection match, Huang Tian could also be resurrected again and again and kill again. This kind of thing can't even be called a competition. Pure disgust.

Just like provoking those buzzing wasps, it takes a lot of effort to kill this thing, and even if it is killed, these things will keep popping up.

"What's more, this thing is not just for me."

Looking at the remains of the bed beside him, Du Chengfeng felt heartbroken.

It hurts, it really hurts. Such a luxurious bed specially customized for him is not so easy to get. Even if he asks the craftsmen in the palace to make a new one, he may not be able to find a suitable one again. The raw materials - if it had to be made again, I'm afraid this thing would be downgraded by a grade, and it would be like he had lost money inside and out. You must know that this kind of thing cannot be obtained with money.

"It's equivalent to the recovery efficiency dropping from 100% to 75%."

This is Du Chengfeng's estimate. The best bed has become a pile of rotten wood. Even if he makes another bed, it will only be able to do so due to the material limitations.

"We can't go on like this! We have to find a solution!"

Thinking of this, Du Chengfeng clenched his fists.

Maybe he needs to adjust his thinking.

It seems that this is indeed the case. Although he has been aware of the existence of that idealistic power, at the level of combat, he actually calculates according to the most primitive method - that is, from the physical level, the impact on him is The enemy cancels his account.

This style of play is indeed effective when encountering ordinary battles. After all, most enemies only stay at this level.

But what if we meet an opponent who also possesses the power of idealism?

He can't always beat the opponent, and he will always encounter equally matched opponents. Those opponents will also understand the power of these ideals, and will also use some strange playing methods that even he can't imagine - For example, the infinite resurrection displayed by Huang Tian is indeed not a martial skill, but the infinite resurrection itself is more disgusting than any martial skill.

"Yes! We should treat this thing as a technology!"

Du Chengfeng corrected his views immediately.

Yes, it should be like this. If both sides have mastered the power of idealism, then the battle of martial arts itself is no longer so important - because physical destruction can no longer determine anything at this time, only the complete destruction of everything about the opponent. This Only one battle can be considered over.

Just like now, no matter how many times he kills Huang Tian, ​​it is meaningless. Huang Tian can always stand in front of him again.

Unless he can destroy Huang Tian's resurrection mechanism, Huang Tian will never be able to resurrect again.

"Or, just fight him off."

Recalling his previous experience of playing games, Du Chengfeng thought of another way.

Facing monsters that he has a chance to win, he will rush forward to fight, but when facing monsters that he cannot defeat no matter what, he can only slam the table in anger and quit the game - although he was hurt at the beginning. It's painful, but maybe this idea can be used to deal with Huang Tian.

"But before that, we still need to get some information. This is the key."

Thinking like this, Du Chengfeng picked up the long sword on the ground.

Yes, after changing his style of play, he realized how useful his knife-sharpening ability was.

In this kind of battle that transcends martial arts itself, the priority of intelligence has been raised to the highest level.

"Let me see what's going on with you..."

With this in mind, Du Chengfeng picked up the whetstone for sharpening kitchen knives from the table next to him.

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