I will eventually become a god

Zhi Ge Base.

The SUV slowly stopped at the door of the villa where Xue Jing lived.

"I'm sorry to bother you all day, Yuantai."

After Xue Jing got off the car, he smiled at Ning Yuantai.

"Look at what you said, I'm happy to help you, so many people want to help but don't have the chance." Ning Yuantai waved his hand, with a little smugness on his face.

Xue Jing patted his shoulder: "Don't say that, I have seen everything you have done for me these days, I recognize you as a friend, as long as you need it, I will also help you in the future."

Ning Yuantai was deeply moved, and almost cried: "Brother Xue, I have this sentence in my life!"

Xue Jing: "..."

...

Ning Yuantai soon drove away happily, shaking his head, and even swayed from side to side. In a way that could make the traffic police have high blood pressure, he went straight to the laboratory building to hand over the snakeman corpse that Xue Jing asked him to give to the researchers for testing.

Back in the villa, Xue Jing took a two-liter bottle of Coke from the refrigerator, unscrewed the cap, and drank it all in one breath. His face remained calm throughout the whole process, just like drinking a glass of water.

"It's a pity that we didn't catch him alive this time, so we can't ask Yunqin about him."

Putting the empty bottle in the trash can, Xue Jing sat on the sofa and spoke.

The cat jumped onto his thighs and squatted down. Its furry tail swayed back and forth, occasionally scraping Xue Jing's chin, bringing a soft touch.

She was silent for a while and sighed:

"The child has not contacted me until now. She is either imprisoned or dead."

"I am ready to face the worst result..."

Xue Jing touched her head and comforted her:

"Don't worry, if she is still alive, I will definitely save her. If she is gone, let the entire Dragon Cult bury her with her."

The white and gold light bloomed, and Xue Jing's arms sank, and the cat turned into a human form.

Ning Fengwan blinked her narrow and long phoenix eyes, which were usually heroic and strong, but seemed a little weak at this moment. She sat on Xue Jing's thighs and gently buried her head in Xue Jing's arms.

"If Yunqin dies, then I will only have you..."

Because of the posture, a muffled and tender girl's voice came from her arms, inexplicably soft.

Xue Jing smiled, stroked her smooth and white back, and said softly:

"I won't die, you will never be alone."

Hearing this, Ning Fengwan buried her head deeper, and said dissatisfiedly:

"Don't say such words that sound like setting a flag."

She stretched out her hands and hugged Xue Jing tightly.

"And..."

"You must do what you say."

Xue Jing thought about it, and hesitated to answer: "Uh... Is this my ninja way?"

Ning Fengwan had a blank expression: "Can you please not ruin the atmosphere, the second dimension is really."

...

In the consciousness simulation space.

On the big stage of the super arena, Xue Jing held the forgotten giant sword and stood opposite Zhou Yinglin.

He raised the giant sword with one hand, and his posture was like holding a nine-foot spear. His eyes condensed, and he and Zhou Yinglin rushed towards each other at the same time.

"Swish, swish, swish--!!"

Amid the whistling sound of the air, Xue Jing was stabbed into a pile of minced meat by the torrent of spear shadows.

After restoring his body, Xue Jing reappeared on the scene, thinking:

"...Not so good, I can't find the feeling of last night."

Early this morning, he woke up and immediately entered the consciousness space, wanting to continue to study the idea of ​​'weapon attack' last night.

However, he tried many times, but he couldn't use the forgotten giant sword as a carrier to successfully perform 'Perfect Clothes' or 'Full Moon Sakura' like last night.

It seemed that the scene yesterday was just an extraordinary performance on the spot with a flash of inspiration.

"Forget it, since I can't do it, it means the time has not come yet."

Xue Jing shook his head, and with a thought, the giant sword in his hand scattered into countless pixel blocks, which rotated and combined again, turning into a nine-foot alloy spear.

After a slight hesitation, Xue Jing stepped forward, holding the spear in his right hand, turned into a residual shadow, and stabbed towards Zhou Yinglin.

"Swish, swish, swish--"

The extremely complex energy flowed in his body, and Xue Jing shot out six perfect shots in an instant... Then he stagnated at the seventh shot and got stuck for a moment.

This momentary flaw was keenly captured by 'Zhou Yinglin', who immediately launched a counterattack, and Xue Jing was once again submerged by the torrent of gun shadows.

The seamless energy flow is extremely complex and changeable, requiring not only meticulous control of the body, but also a terrifying amount of calculations by the mind.

This is purely difficult, and there is no way to get around it. You can only practice repeatedly and memorize it by rote, and forcibly engrave its infinite changes into your physical instincts and the depths of your consciousness.

"Come again."

Xue Jing, who reappeared on the scene, continued to walk towards Zhou Yinglin.

For the whole morning, Xue Jing kept practicing seamless.

Stop and rest when you feel your mental strength is dry, and continue after resting.

The training intensity was ridiculously high, and the efficiency was naturally quite terrifying. By noon, when he felt that his mental strength was overdrawn and he could no longer continue to practice, he had already made great progress.

There are five levels of perfection, and "one needle and ten threads" is considered the entry level. A spear can have more than ten changes, which is equivalent to the killing moves of ordinary martial arts schools.

This level is not difficult, at least it is not difficult for Xue Jing. He was able to do it when he first 'tried the law' and was stabbed to death by Zhou Yinglin.

According to his estimation, even an ordinary martial artist with relatively ordinary qualifications can master the technique of "one stitch and ten threads" with at most one or two months of hard training.

However, if you want to make a second shot immediately, the difficulty begins to increase exponentially.

Each shot must adapt to the changes in the previous shot and at the same time derive its own changes, to the point where it perfectly matches the previous shot, is harmonious and seamless, and has no flaws.

Therefore, every additional shot taken by Tianyi Seamless is a huge improvement, and each shot is more difficult than the last.

With the qualifications of an ordinary martial arts master, it may be difficult to reach the ten-gun realm of "ten needles and hundreds of threads" after practicing for a lifetime.

This is purely a hard pass on qualifications. If you can't do it, you just can't do it. Your physical strength is not that subtle, and your mental consciousness and calculation ability can't keep up. No matter how hard you practice, it's useless.

This is one of the most talent-hungry of all the martial arts schools in the world.

After "Ten Needles and Hundred Threads", there are "Hundred Stitches and Thousands of Threads" and "Thousands of Stitches and Thousands of Threads", and even the last and most difficult state, which so far only one person in the entire old martial arts circle has reached - seamless.

The difficulty of achieving each realm is more than a hundred or a thousand times that of the previous realm?

This is also the reason why Zhou Yinglin has reached the realm of "Ten Needles and Hundred Threads" at the age of sixteen or seventeen and is so popular.

It is recognized in the old martial arts circles that within ten years he is likely to reach the level of "Thousands of Needles and Tens of Thousands of Threads". Twenty or thirty years later, he may be able to regain the glory of the Spear Saint and become the second top martial artist to achieve the state of flawless martial arts.

And Xue Jing...

"咻咻咻咻咻——!!"

The nine-foot-long spear showed its cold glow, and it danced out like a dragon. It instantly poked ten holes in the alloy fist dummy in front of it, all of which were fatal points in the human body.

"On the second day, I reached the state of 'Ten Needles and Hundred Threads'... the progress is not bad, it is expected."

Xue Jing took back the spear in his hand, danced like a spear, and whispered to himself.

"But it still feels a bit slow. If we continue like this, if we want to achieve 'hundred stitches and thousands of threads', then we have to practice for ten days and a half, right?"

Today and tomorrow will be the post-match rest time. The day after tomorrow, the 16-to-8 match will begin, followed by another three days of rest, and then the quarter-finals.

And he is likely to bump into Zhou Yinglin in the first round of the quarterfinals.

In other words, at the earliest, he would fight Zhou Yinglin in five days.

"Five days is not enough. I'm afraid I won't be able to crush him in a seamless state..."

Xue Jing touched his chin.

"Forget it, we'll talk about it later, just practice first."

"Maybe... there is no need to crush the realm, there is a more pretentious way to play."

Xue Jing raised the nine-foot spear in his hand and kept stabbing it into the air. The air flow surged and turned into a big snake dancing wildly.

As he absorbs the seamless skills and knowledge like a sponge, his knowledge of martial arts and his realm of military attack also increase with the tide, and he progresses deeply.

The overall martial arts strength is also constantly rising.

Although many skills on the panel are stuck in sublimation, the speed of his progress is still overwhelming compared to other martial arts masters.

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At noon, Xue Jing was having dinner with Ning Fengwan.

What was rare today was that he did not go to the canteen at Zhige Base to eat. Instead, he prepared a lot of ingredients himself and cooked a meal in the kitchen of the villa for the first time in a long time.

Ning Fengwan was so happy to be able to eat Xue Jing's food that seemed to have been drugged. She was busy cooking and couldn't say a word because of her busy schedule.

But not long after the two started eating, the doorbell rang.

Instantly, when she heard the doorbell ringing, Ning Fengwan's heart skipped a beat and she realized something was wrong.

The platinum shimmered and she immediately transformed into her cat form.

Turning around and looking, sure enough, with the words "That's so embarrassing", Ning Yuantai was stroking the back of his head and couldn't wait to walk in. He consciously went to the kitchen and took out a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

The corners of Maomao's mouth twitched, and the snake-killing soldiers ejected uncontrollably.

She looked at the table full of mountains of vegetables, but she felt no sense of security at all.

Her appetite for martial arts masters is all too clear...

"It's true what you said. I came at the wrong time. What a coincidence. It's just in time for dinner."

Ning Yuantai came to the table, quickly picked up a large piece of fried meatballs, and swallowed it without chewing twice. Then he reached for another dish with his chopsticks, and his movements were so fast that people who didn't know better thought he had been pressed. Accelerator keys.

Maomao endured the murderous intention and comforted herself, thinking silently in her heart, this person is useful to A Jing... This person is useful to A Jing... This person is useful to A Jing...

Fortunately, there was no cat murder incident at Zhige base.

She could only speed up and keep cooking, but with Maomao's body, it was really inconvenient and she couldn't get over it.

He could only watch helplessly as most of the food went into Ning Yuantai's stomach.

After the meal, Ning Yuantai sat on the sofa and picked his teeth with a toothpick in his hand. Suddenly, he trembled all over and said doubtfully:

"Brother Xue, is the air conditioner on in this room?"

Why does he feel a little cold?

Xue Jing smiled when he heard this and said casually: "No, the weather has started to get colder recently. It's normal to be cold."

He picked up the cat, who was squatting on the dining table behind Ning Yuantai, in a feline hunting posture, and gently stroked her fur to soothe her restless murderous aura.

As an iron-blooded Jing, Ning Yuantai has always believed in what Xue Jing said. After hearing this, he immediately nodded in agreement: "It seems so. It seems that I will need to buy some clothes when I go back."

"By the way, Brother Xue, the poison on the snake man's corpse last night has already been revealed."

Ning Yuantai said.

This was also the purpose of coming to Xue Jing at this time.

It's just a casual meal...probably.

"Oh? What did you analyze?"

Xue Jing hugged Maomao, sat down on the sofa, and said curiously.

Ning Yuantai found that the cat in Brother Xue's arms was always looking at him. The cat's face had a very anthropomorphic expression, and it had a strange cold feeling that made him a little creepy.

Shaking his head and throwing this strange illusion behind him, Ning Yuantai said:

"Most of the components of this venom are the same as ordinary snake venom, which are toxic proteins, but about 5% of the components are 'unknown substances' without any reference."

"Currently, the laboratory is expediting experiments on the chemical properties of these ingredients...trying to make corresponding antidotes, but I guess it will be difficult."

"The abilities of the recipients of the Alien God Religion are somewhat of a nagging nature, which cannot be understood by modern science. The poison is so toxic because it basically relies on these 5% strange ingredients."

"An antidote should be impossible to make."

Xue Jing nodded and said, "That's it."

It didn't matter to him, it was just better than nothing.

When he meets that Dragon Cult member in the future, he just needs to be more careful and not get poisoned.

With the shadow flame wrapped armor covering his whole body for protection, and the cheating life-saving ability of 'elementalization', it would be difficult for him to be poisoned.

I wanted an antidote, mainly because I thought it would be worse if the people around me were accidentally exposed to this poison.

"By the way, Brother Xue, are you free today?"

Ning Yuantai suddenly winked and said to Xue Jing.

Xue Jing nodded, "I'm free, what's the matter?"

"Then let me drive you around. As a tour guide, I haven't taken you to play around in the inner ring road yet. It's a bit unjustifiable."

Ning Yuantai stood up happily.

"There's a place that might interest you."

Xue Jing glanced at the cat in her arms.

"Meow~"

The cat meowed lazily, shook its fur, stretched, jumped off Xue Jing, jumped to the sofa nearby, and lay down.

This means that he is not going.

Xue Jing thought for a while, today's practice was enough, and his mental power could not be overdrawn for consciousness simulation, so he might as well relax.

So he stood up and said with a smile: "Okay, let's go."

Ning Yuantai said happily: "Yes!"

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