I can upgrade in the last days

Chapter 217 Mysterious level assignment, extortion!
After Lie Hongshan spewed out this big mouthful of blood, his body shriveled quickly, turning into a little old man about 1.6 meters high.

The aura of the whole person has also become very sluggish, and it is completely like two people from the person just now.

Song Yan stood aside, a little dazed looking at this scene:

"Lie Hongshan, are you alright?"

A giant more than four meters tall deflated like a balloon. Anyone who saw this could not help but feel a little horrified.

"I can still stand it, I didn't expect that this gang of idiots would plot against me!"

Lie Hongshan covered his mouth with one hand, coughed violently, and looked sickly, like a cancer patient.

Just now he was in a state of lawlessness, but now he is full of breath that can't even catch up with a second-level evolutionary.

"That's all right, let's start now?"

Song Yan didn't care how long this senior Niu could live, what he valued most was the treasure he said.

This is related to his vital interests, so he must care about it.

Judging from the current situation, it seems that his chance of owning a super thug has been shattered. It is a good luck not to be beaten to death when Lie Hongshan is thrown there.

"Wait a minute, this old man has to understand the current world first, as long as the endowment level does not exceed the mysterious level, no one is the old man's opponent!"

Lie Hongshan straightened his back, looking confident.

"Grade?"

Song Yan pricked up his ears. This was another new word. Although he was reborn three years after the end of the world, he had never heard of such a thing.

"No, why don't you even know what leveling is? Or did you use a new word?"

Lie Hongshan picked up a steel bar from the side and used it as a crutch, walked slightly hunched over to Song Yan, and grabbed the latter's arm without saying a word.

"Huh? Mysterious level? Medium? Boy, your talent is not bad."

"Xuan-level means talent?"

Song Yan seemed to understand that the leveling the old man mentioned should be similar to the level of talent, but how should this thing be assessed?
Just when he was wondering, Lie Hongshan gave the answer:

"The so-called grading refers to the degree to which a race can evolve. Each race has a different grading, and the grading is divided into four levels."

"Being able to reach the Xuan level is already considered to be the strongest among the human races, and the legendary Tian level is even known as a perfect man!"

Having said that, the old man raised the steel bar and tapped the ground gently, his deep eyes looked up to the sky, showing a yearning look.

In his time, people were pursuing the most perfect form of grading, but ignored the form itself.

Leveling brings them more cumbersome control ability, even if they have perfect leveling, it will still be very jerky.

"Then what do you think of this thing?"

Song Yan became curious about leveling, not only because it can assess everyone's potential, but also because such a thing can improve!
Improving potential means being able to become stronger!

Song Yan has never given up any chance to become stronger. He knows that this end times is far more terrifying than imagined.

"It's very simple. As long as you control your mental power and enter the blood, you can see every particle in it."

"The strength of the particles represents the strength of the grading!"

Lie Hongshan gently pressed his hand on Song Yan's wrist and explained:
"Every human being is composed of thousands of particles. As long as you control the particles, you can change the shape of your body."

Change form?
Song Yan raised his brows slightly, could it be that this refers to cells?

He controlled the mental power, trying to move a cell, at first one, two, ten.
In less than a minute, the cells controlling one of his fingers began to move regularly, and his fingers began to grow and shrink as he wished.

Lie Hongshan next to him widened his eyes, and asked blankly:

"Little friend, is this your first time controlling particles?"

Song Yan retracted his finger that had grown twice as big to its original shape, and nodded at Lie Hongshan. He didn't speak, but thought it was very interesting.

If the particles in the whole body, that is, the cells, can be controlled, then the whole body can be elongated or shrunk like plasticine.

If you want to become a giant or a dwarf, you can do whatever you want!
"Tsk tsk, you're actually a genius, not bad, not bad, an old baby can live up to its name."

Lie Hongshan looked at Song Yan approvingly. In his opinion, it was incredible to be able to control the particles in his body in such a short period of time.

But that's not all, he even found a little difference in Song Yan's body.

Tiny particles are moving regularly in its body, and each movement can bring a trace of new energy.

This is a strange discovery. After all, he has lived for a million years and has never seen such a scene.

"Senior Lie, you can let go."

Song Yan showed a strange look, this old man actually touched his wrist, and even touched it upwards?

Is this some weird hobby?Or.
"Hey, hey, I'm not such a casual person, I just found some strange things in you."

Lie Hongshan quickly let go of his hand, coughed twice, and then said with a serious face.

"what?"

"There seems to be regular particle movement between your meridians? What is this? Could it be running on its own?"

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood in his mind that what he was talking about might be his Source Gathering Technique.

But, logically speaking, the old man should have seen all kinds of scenes after living for so long.

Why don’t you understand this little source-gathering technique?
"This is a skill, something that can improve strength. Didn't you have it in your era?"

Song Yan looked at Lie Hongshan with a puzzled face. In his opinion, creatures under the Oruto civilization should be familiar with such things, right?
"Cultivation method? This is a good thing, it can slowly absorb the elements of heaven and earth!"

Lie Hongshan showed a look of surprise, it didn't look like he was pretending, but soon, he asked treacherously:

"Little friend, this exercise."

"No borrowing! Find the treasure for me first."

Song Yan naturally knew what the old man was up to, and he would not be easily fooled.

"In this way, I will add two more pieces, do you think it will work?"

Lie Hongshan felt very itchy at this time. He was quite curious about this thing called Kung Fu.

After all, this is something that can become stronger anytime and anywhere. Although it is not obvious, the victory accumulates over time.

As long as enough time is given, isn't it easy to become stronger?
"Ten pieces, one less will do."

Song Yan also understood that there are many treasures in Lie Hongshan's hands, but people are more stingy.

At this time, there was an opportunity to blackmail a fortune, and he would not let go of such an opportunity.

"what?"

Lie Hongshan's old voice became thinner, it was like a lion opening his mouth, asking for ten pieces all at once?

"I really don't have so many, can three things work?"

"Eight pieces, don't talk so much, without you, you can't see my practice."

(End of this chapter)