A Million Ways To Live In A Dungeon

Chapter 337 Three Three Seven: Be at ease

Groping for the feeling, between 0 and infinity, to find the inexhaustible integers.

Sitting on the ground, Zheng Qian closed his eyes tightly, and started training the initial use of the meaning of candle dragon according to Zheng Kun’s statement.

The time is only one hour and forty-five minutes.

Before that, the threshold must be touched.

How easy is it to find the middle value of on and off?

God’s skills are high-end technology that those who are difficult will not, but those who are meeting are not difficult.

Although it’s only the most basic level, but only after actually trying to know, it is ridiculously difficult to optimize the time suspension into a time deceleration.

Time is constantly switching between pause and flow.

In just ten minutes, there were at least a thousand times of alternating back and forth.

Zheng Qian’s MP consumed nearly half, but he couldn’t slow down the time anyway.

“This will only waste time in vain.” Zhao Aotian shouted: “Is there no easier way?”

Zheng Kun shook his head: “No. I feel that this kind of thing can only be explored by myself. The initial feeling is the most difficult to find. Whether it can be achieved depends on his personal understanding.”

It’s hard.

Zheng Qian heard the conversation between the two clearly.

But it feels like it makes you press a buckle switch.

Simply opening and closing is naturally easy, but he wants you to press it to the middle of no opening or closing, and after you let go, the flexibility of the switch just keeps the switch from deviating to on or off.

How easy is this?

Zheng Qian only felt that he was playing a poker card. He wanted to let the card stand vertically on the ground without relying on any support on the windy plain.

“Hmm~No!”

The tight body relaxed.

Zheng Qian opened his eyes as if effortlessly, and gasped, “This is a waste of time. Maybe I can do it by giving me more time, but it’s impossible to learn in such a short time.”

These words made Zheng Kun shook his head disappointed.

He didn’t mean to blame, but he said, “It’s okay. It’s really not easy. Especially for a wild road like you without any foundation, it’s impossible to get started in such a short time.”

“That……”

“If that’s the case, then you have to add a little bit of hard stuff.”

Just as Zheng Qian was about to speak, Zheng Kun suddenly opened his posture.

This caught Zheng Qian somewhat by surprise: “Hey, what do you want to do?”

Zheng Kun smiled and said, “Do you know that when creatures face Death, their somatosensory time will slow down, do you know why this is?”

“What?”

Not able to understand what he was talking about, Zheng Qian wanted to ask. In the next instant, an iron fist filled his entire field of vision.

“Hold!”

Zheng Qian was shocked and leaned back quickly.

The deadly fist almost rubbed against his forehead, so that the dragon scales on his forehead were scraped off in one piece.

“What are you doing?!” Zheng Qian went to the ground with several backflips, yelling.

But I never thought that as soon as his pupils focused, he found that Zheng Kun had been bullied to the body, and his uppercut was aimed at his abdomen.

“If you don’t want to die, use the meaning of candle dragon to slow down the time!”

boom!

A relentless iron fist hit Zheng Qian’s abdomen as if he was about to dig in.

“Um…wow~” Zheng Qian was beaten on the spot and spit out a big mouth of blood.

The strange thing is that Zheng Qian logically said that with this level of injury, he should have been beaten thousands of miles away, but he just fell heavily to the ground, not even following the dirt.

“Say it first, it can only be slowed down, if it is suspended, it will be broken by my absolute self-interest.”

Zheng Kun shook off the dust on his hands and said condescendingly: “Stand up now, there is no time for you to lie on the ground and rest.”

After all, he raised his foot and stepped on Zheng Qian’s head.

This kick is not a joke.

Lying on the ground, with the sixth sense, Zheng Qian seemed to be able to see the picture of his head being trampled on in the next second, and he was frightened to roll around the donkey, avoiding the deadly kick.

But Zheng Kun was merciless, and the second, third, and fourth feet came one after another.

“Damn, you really want to kill me?!”

“You, who can’t learn, have no chance of winning. Rather than being killed and taking away the truth, it’s better to die now.”

After all, Zheng Kun’s movements became faster and faster, and the killing intent in his fists became more intense.

“you……”

Zheng Qian was anxious when he saw this.

[The meaning of candle dragon]

Zheng Kun’s offensive was like a violent storm, giving no respite at all.

In desperation, he could only try to fight with the candle dragon.

However, at the moment when time was suspended, Zheng Kun launched absolute self-interest.

The time-suspended world was easily shattered, and a more rapid offensive swept across.

“I have said that time-outs are useless! Only by slowing down can people be unnoticeable.”

boom!

Another jab hit Zheng Qian’s face.

Almost all of Zheng Qian’s face was sunk when he was beaten.

The time suspension has no effect on Zheng Kun.

The gap with him is so great that the meaning of the candle dragon is no longer valid.

Zheng Qian was hit by a volley and flew into the air.

Zheng Kun’s fists and feet are like a heavy rain, continuously twisting and deforming his body.

The blood sprayed from the eyes, ears, nose and mouth was beaten into blood mist by the air waves, dyeing the entire sky red.

Oops… to die!

Zheng Qian’s more than 5 million hp simply couldn’t stand Zheng Kun’s making, and it was quickly hit to the bottom.

But Zheng Kun clearly saw it, but did not slow down the offensive at all, but intensified his efforts.

Thousands of consecutive hits per second made HP vent like a diarrhea.

Zheng Qian’s heart was quickly filled with despair.

Because he clearly saw that Zheng Kun had no intention of stopping at all in his eyes.

Even if I continue to fight like this, I will really die, and Zheng Kun will not stop.

But…I can’t resist it at all.

His fists are so fast!

Can’t see clearly at all.

This guy really wants to kill me.

die!

will die!

I will die if this continues.

I don’t want to die, I…

His vision gradually blurred.

On the face, the pain of being hit is getting lighter and lighter.

Zheng Qian knew that he was only one step away from death.

I don’t want to… die! I…have not yet become stronger…I finally managed to get out of the dungeon and escaped my fate, how can I…die here…

How can you die here? !

Countless experiences on the brink of life and death caused Zheng Qian to face Death not fear, but unwillingness.

Not to survive, but to win.

Only real fighters can understand the difference.

Life is not necessarily victory, but victory must be life!

With a strong desire to become stronger, the more Zheng Qian faces Death, the more he will rush forward.

“I…want to win!!!”

There was a roar.

At this moment, a certain nerve in the brain was suddenly penetrated.

Want to see his fist clearly.

Stare hard and stare.

Zheng Qian’s attention has been concentrated to the extreme like never before

The fist that was originally fast and invisible like a whirlwind seemed to become slower and slower at this moment.

Raise your hand.

Zheng Qian, who was on the verge of death at this moment, actually relied on his instinct to use a stroke to open Zheng Kun’s fist, and easily passed through Zheng Kun’s rain of fists, punching a Japanese punch on his chest.

This action is so fluent.

Zheng Qian didn’t know how he did it.

Obviously he couldn’t see Zheng Kun’s speed.

But it seems that the passage of time becomes very slow.

Obviously, the thinking about being beaten has become rigid.

But he took the initiative as if his body could think.

“cough……”

Zheng Kun was beaten back three or four steps in a row by this seemingly soft punch.

His face became ugly, he held his chest as if it hurt, and knelt down on one knee.

This punch is…

Zheng Kun was shocked.

Zheng Qian’s sudden counterattack, hitting own fist seemed weak, but only Zheng Kun who was hit knew what kind of power it contained.

The muscles penetrated the whole body, and the force spread to every organ along the blood vessels, causing the internal organs to receive a lot of impact.

Looked up.

I saw Zheng Qian put on a set of extremely standard starting styles: Mustang with split mane, and the whole body radiated fire-like heat.

His eyes were dim and dull, as if he had lost consciousness, but his body was acting on its own.

Zheng Kun was stunned for several seconds before he laughed wildly.

“Haha, what? Isn’t it possible to do what you want to do? Even if you want to do it, don’t you realize [Freedom] across levels?”

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