I can explode

I can explode repair Author: Bu Chen

You kill a low-level monster, and it explodes: ordinary cultivation for one year.You kill a demon captain, and it explodes: a genius who has cultivated for ten years.

You kill a demon general, and it explodes: Tianjiao has been cultivated for a hundred years.You kill the demon general, and it reveals: The Peerless Tianjiao's century-old cultivation base.

You kill the commander-in-chief of demons, and it explodes: an ancient evildoer with a thousand years of cultivation.You kill the king of monsters, and it explodes: 1 years of god-level cultivation.

You kill... When Jiang Changkong killed the enemy and broke his cultivation, the whole world was not enough for him to fight alone!

Chapter 1: Five Years of Common Practice

Eastern Federation.

Late at night, Jiangcheng.

Every household closed their doors and turned off their lights. The city full of tall buildings was eerily quiet.

The street lights were also turned off, and the streets were pitch black.

The evil wind roared, rolling up thousands of dust, and the demonic energy swayed like fog, billowing in the air.

The figures of the five paths, which resemble humans but are not humans, and which resemble beasts but not beasts, shuttle through the demonic energy.

These are monsters, and late at night is their activity time.

Chilla

Suddenly, a dazzling golden knife flashed, cut through the mist, and slashed across the neck of a monster.

Heads flew, jet-black blood spilled, and headless corpses fell straight.

"ah!"

The other four monsters let out sharp screams, and the magic sound shook the void, and ripples appeared in the space where they passed.

The demonic energy surged, and the four monsters stared fiercely at the front, and a figure suddenly appeared there.

Suddenly, as if it appeared out of nowhere, they didn't even see the trace.

A young man with black hair and a shawl, a white robe with the word Martial Arts embroidered on his chest, holding a Tang saber, staring at the demon indifferently.

In my mind, a cold electronic voice sounded:

"Kill a low-level monster, and you will have a normal cultivation for one year."

"It's really cheap."

Jiang Changkong snorted, looked at the knife in his hand, ignored the piercing magic sound, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

Clang!

In the dark night, between the heaven and the earth, there was a clear and crisp sound of a knife being fired.

The glare of the knife light was so fast that it couldn't be caught, and even the monsters couldn't see it clearly. When they saw it clearly, it was already too late.

After the knife passed, the bodies of the four monsters shook, their heads flew, black blood gushed out, and the headless corpses fell down.

"Kill four low-level monsters, and break out the normal cultivation for four years."

The cold electronic sound sounded again, Jiang Changkong put the knife back into its sheath, turned and left without leaving the water.

"I like the night."

Jiang Changkong walked away on a stroll. There were more monsters on this street, and they couldn't be killed.

He sensed that five white light clusters appeared in his body, which contained pure true energy.

Five years infuriating!

It's just very ordinary, with one year of ordinary cultivation, it's an ordinary martial artist who has worked hard for a year's true energy.

A panel appeared before his eyes:

Jiang Changkong: Warrior

Martial arts: sword drawing (congenital triple peak), floating light (congenital triple peak)

Cultivation: Ordinary cultivation for five years.

(Cultivation levels are divided into ordinary, genius, celestial pride, peerless celestial pride, ancient monsters, and god-level cultivation.

Explosive cultivation is at the same level as the host's own realm. )

It's a very simple data panel, and it doesn't need to be too complicated.

It has been three years since I traveled to this world. From the very beginning, I was scared to death by seeing monsters, to entering Jiangcheng Martial Arts School, learning martial arts, and trying to kill monsters.

He will always remember how excited he was when he slayed the first monster and burst into a year of ordinary cultivation.

The bursting cultivation base has no attributes and can be transformed into true qi of any martial arts.

Since then, he has only learned two martial arts, or just one.

Knife drawing!

The sword drawing technique is not advanced, it can only be regarded as the basic sword technique, there are only three moves, draw the sword, move the sword, and return the sword.

The reason for his choice is simple and practical.

The only regret is that it takes too much energy.

In three years, it took him nearly 180 years of ordinary cultivation to raise his sword drawing skill to the innate third level.

However, the power of the sword drawing technique did not disappoint him, no one or demon at the same level could catch his sword!

Glittering and Glimpse is a book of Acquired Lightness Skills, which can be improved much faster, but it only took 60 years of ordinary cultivation.

The first three realms of Martial Dao, the acquired nine levels, the congenital nine levels, and the grandmaster nine levels, each level is divided into the early stage, middle stage, late stage and peak.

"When will you show me a genius, Tianjiao?"

Jiang Changkong was a little greedy, Tianjiao, the peerless Tianjiao's cultivation base, he didn't dare to imagine.

As for the peerless arrogance, ancient monsters, and god-level cultivation behind him, he never even thought about it.

He has seen the geniuses in the school, one day of practice is equivalent to ten days of others, and his true energy is more pure, and he is known as invincible at the same level.

Of course, he is also a genius in the school now, there is no way, he can explode his cultivation base, no need to practice at all!

"Jiang Changkong!"

Four figures galloped towards him, shouting to stop him.

Jiang Changkong paused, turned around and looked at the four of them: "It's you, the corpse of the monster is given to you, no thanks."

These four were his classmates from the same school, and they were all innate warriors. Like him, they came out to hunt monsters late at night.

They are all wearing white robes with the word "Budo" embroidered on them. This is the school uniform.

Four people cultivated, three were born at the second level, and one was born at the third level.

"We're not here to ask you for alms!"

Among them, the Xiantian triple youth snorted coldly, stood up, and said coldly: "Let me tell you, you have no chance to be recommended for a place in Zhenwu University!"

"Zhang Qing, it's not up to you to decide."

Jiang Changkong said impatiently: "Go away if you have nothing to do, I'm very busy."

Killing a monster is a year of cultivation, he really doesn't want to talk nonsense with him.

Zhenwu University is a well-known good university in the Eastern Federation. It has countless magical skills and secret methods, and its teachers are strong.

I heard that the security guards at Zhenwu University are all masters.

A teacher is even more powerful than a master.

Of all the graduates from Zhenwu University, there is no one who is lower than the master.

It's just that it's too difficult to be admitted to Zhenwu University, and you need to be born in the fifth level at least.

Of course, in order to take care of some small cities, you can give a few guaranteed places, as long as you have innate cultivation, you can join.

The price is that this person must work in Zhenwu University for five years, and then return to work in his own city for ten years before he can be free.

It seems that paying for the next 15 years is actually a big opportunity.

If you don't go to Zhenwu University, go to another university, whether you can reach the ninth level of congenital level after graduation is unknown.

And Zhenwu University can guarantee that all the students who enter will become masters.

As for the five-year work, Zhenwu University will also provide training resources and will not treat them badly.

In the last ten years, when he returned to his own city, he also graduated from Zhenwu University, and his status would not be low.

The recommendation quota is determined by the school, and the students will fight for it with their strength, not who has the final say.

Zhang Qing frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Jiang Changkong, if you give up now, treat it as if I owe you a favor."

Jiang Changkong was slightly taken aback, then sneered and said, "What are you, your favor is useful?"

"My brother said it!" Zhang Qing raised his head slightly, and said proudly: "You are only a threat to me, I don't take you seriously, I owe you a favor, and I am flattering you!"

"If the school hadn't banned killing each other, you would have died."

Jiang Changkong sneered, and grabbed the handle of the knife: "Let your brother Zhang Hai come and ask me how many knives he can take with the knife in my hand!"

Zhang Hai, a genius martial artist in the school, is already in the fifth level of congenital.

But Jiang Changkong didn't take him seriously, even if he wasn't an opponent, Zhang Hai didn't dare to do anything to him.

When his cultivation base is mentioned, Zhang Hai is not worth a knife!

Anger appeared on Zhang Qing's face, and the golden qi had burst out of his body, lingering around his body: "How dare you look down on my brother?"

Jiang Changkong looked at him seriously, and said slowly: "I don't look down on your brother, I look down on your whole family! If you have the skills, fight for yourself, if you don't have the skills, just keep quiet, so as not to cause trouble!"

After finishing speaking, he turned and left, not wanting to waste time with him.

Zhang Qing clenched his fists tightly, the veins on his forehead stood out, and he was extremely angry, but he didn't make a move.

He looked at the five monster corpses on the ground, all of them were innate monsters.

Cut off your head!

He can't do it!

Chapter 2: Captain of the Demon Squad

"Two years of sword drawing, three years of superficial knowledge."

Jiang Changkong said silently in his heart.

The two balls of true energy instantly merged into the golden true energy of the dantian.

True Qi is fused into one, but cultivation is different.

In his mind, the comprehension of the knife drawing technique and the superficial body technique emerged.

The pictures flowed one after another, as if the accelerator was turned on. In an instant, five years passed.

He spent two years practicing the technique of drawing the sword, drawing the sword non-stop, executing the sword, and returning, without stopping for a moment.

The knife seems to be integrated into the bone, and the true energy in the body has turned into a series of knife energy.

For the next three years, he practiced non-stop.

The body is as light as a swallow, flying over eaves and walls, climbing mountains and ridges, turning and moving, practicing non-stop.

All kinds of perceptions of the two martial arts flooded into my mind, and they were deeply imprinted. I really practiced for two years and drew my sword, and three years were fleeting.

Every five years, Jiang Changkong's eyes flashed a vicissitudes of life, as if he felt like a lifetime away.

The breath is restrained, there is no fluctuation, and the cultivation base is transformed. It is true that he is practicing, but in the space arranged by the panel, the outside world is only a moment.

This will not cause, after the promotion, the increased power cannot be controlled.

Two years of practice did not improve his strength too much. Ordinary innate warriors can't break through the first level of cultivation after two years of practice.