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Chapter 228: Lisu is a good place

"Is that all? Poor, really too poor... eh?"

Feng Xue shuddered suddenly, looking at the node menu in front of him, then he realized what had happened, and immediately looked at his san value.

"There are still forty-seven... so only thirty points were deducted? Is it because I already have the relevant theoretical knowledge, so the learning burden is reduced?"

Feng Xue recalled the process of being laughed at by his cellmates at the beginning, slowly improving to the point where his teammates couldn't keep up, and then switching to a new instrument to practice. Not only did he learn the instrument, he also mastered taunting. Surprisingly, he didn't find it boring at all...

"Well, maybe it's because a group of rock youths are swearing at each other to relieve their mental stress?"

Feng Xue muttered to himself that he was quite satisfied with this learning experience.

Although there was no visible improvement in the skills that had already been upgraded to the Grandmaster level in his skill list, he had actually gotten used to the method of playing the musical instrument.

"In terms of level, I'm still a little short of being an expert, but I should be considered strong among professionals... I'm at the level where I can find any bar or performance hall that knows the business and have no worries about food and clothing, and even be begged by the boss to stay in the venue... I wonder how much power I can exert with Yan Mo Hu."

Feng Xue estimated his current level in his mind. His practical level was not good, but relying on the large amount of master-level knowledge in his mind, he was still capable of making a correct estimate of his own level.

"It's a pity that the permanent collection can't be used in pigeons, otherwise I could give it a try."

Feng Xue shook his head and turned his attention to the next node. As expected, it was an ordinary operation.

"It was indeed the right decision to choose Risukushi!"

Feng Xue's mouth corners slightly raised and she clicked on it happily.

He drew quite a few collections this time, so he had to use them well so as not to waste them.

As the picture unfolded, Feng Xue's eyes lit up slightly. No matter how many times he saw it, the art style of Gold Finger always amazed him.

The composition of the picture is a classic three-point perspective. On a high tower made of various old furniture and equipment, an exaggerated chair that looks very uncomfortable stands on the top. A girl wrapped in a windbreaker is half squatting and half sitting on the chair, looking down from above with arrogance. Following the perspective backward, a bright moon mostly covered by dark clouds is hanging high behind her, and a beam of moonlight is focused on her, making her the only light in the dim background.

"Wow, this aura is really strong!"

Feng Xue looked at the girl with a pineapple hairstyle, the corners of his mouth cracked, and the picture was completed at this moment.

"I heard you've been pretty arrogant lately! But shouldn't you be in the West District bullying those losers? Why are you in my territory? Or are you planning to try my methods?"

The words filled with masculine modal particles came out of the mouth of a girl who was only thirteen years old, but they did not seem funny, because the terrifying pressure from top to bottom was enough to freeze any smile on her face.

Feeling the pressure directly on his body, Feng Xue looked up at the girl on the top of the throne, and his muscles suddenly swelled.

Feeling the terrifying power gushing out of his body, Feng Xue's aura suddenly increased, increased, and increased! He actually directly rolled up the heavy pressure from above, rushed into the sky, and blasted away all the dark clouds that covered the moon, allowing the moonlight to evenly sprinkle on every inch of land.

"That's right!" The girl, whose momentum was broken, looked at Feng Xue below and jumped directly from a tower more than 20 meters high. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, but she caught it in her hand, turned it into a battle axe, and rushed straight towards Feng Xue.

The momentum that had been broken open before suddenly solidified, like a narrow cage, making Feng Xue unable to avoid the axe that looked extremely difficult to deal with.

Feeling the squeeze as if being held in someone's hand, Feng Xue's muscles swelled, and the momentum released by the G.I force field suddenly rolled back, and in his hand, he already had a long sword. "Duang!"

The Lightning Battle Axe and Wei Shi's old sword collided in the air. Feeling the pressure on his wrist, Feng Xue showed a ferocious smile on his face.

Above his shoulders, the word "talent" suddenly appeared.

At this moment, Feng Xue only felt that his consciousness was split into countless fine threads, which had a direct connection with every muscle fiber in his arm. Following the feeling that seemed to be innate, the sword in his hand tilted slightly, and the electric current with a slight stinging pain caused the solid battle axe to suddenly tilt to one side, while the sword in Feng Xue's hand stabbed forward.

Although he didn't use much strength, he was able to completely neutralize the powerful blow.

However, the girl did not dodge or evade the sudden sword attack, but used her chest to catch the sword tip. With a strange and crisp "clang" sound, the girl swung her battle axe back with an unhappy look on her face. It was not until this moment that her voice reached Feng Xue's ears -

"Since you all say that I'm as flat as a steel plate, then I'll let you see how powerful a steel plate is!"

Although his brain subconsciously began to think about the information in her words, his body subconsciously kicked out and kicked the steel girl away.

"You're so cruel to yourself!"

Feng Xue's mouth twitched as he gradually tasted the flavor. Listening to the BGM that had been getting better and better since he didn't know when, he suddenly held his breath.

With a slight feeling of dizziness, Feng Xue's thinking speed suddenly began to increase rapidly, and the old sword in his hand seemed to have changed its appearance. At the moment when the steel girl angrily rushed towards him "slowly" with an axe in hand, he raised the sword in his hand horizontally.

The light in the body began to swirl, and the surging power was amplified by the "benevolent chest", transmitted through the "virtuous back", and finally coordinated by the "talented shoulders". With the feeling remaining in the body, Feng Xue swung the sword in his hand.

"So fast!"

A green light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the running girl. No, not one, but two!
The two sword lights seemed to appear at the same time and came from different directions. The charging girl gritted her teeth, and horrifying lightning fell from the sky and hit her directly.

Along with the pain came a terrifying increase in speed, and the two swords that were impossible to dodge became traceable in this instant.

She ducked to the side to avoid a horizontal slash, and the battle axe in her hand was already blocking the trajectory of another sword.

The thunder running wildly in his body was ready to go. As long as he took this sword, he could...

"Duang!"

A dull roar accompanied by an incomprehensible terrifying shock suddenly erupted, and even the air had no time to escape.

He looked at his arm being bounced away in disbelief, the sharp sword light was already against his throat.

"What kind of trick is this?" The girl with a dry throat let go of the thunder axe in her hand and looked blankly at the boy whose body had returned to normal.

While the space was still not completely frozen, Feng Xue, with a slightly raised mouth, still maintained her own personality——

"Where does a move that's not even finished have a name?"

(End of this chapter)