Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Chapter 61 Normal Skill Insulator

Come to think of it, at least I'm much stronger than when I first crossed over!

Ji Ming hesitated for a while before making up his mind to take off his white robe.

On the other side, Blois put down the cast iron in his hand and felt that his body had relaxed and let out a long breath.

Turning her head to look at Ji Ming, who was only wearing a shirt, she frowned and said something coldly.

"Young man, are you anorexic?"

"I……"

Ji Ming was immediately choked and could only explain in confusion.

"I'm still posting...work out hard! Everything will be fine!"

"Yeah, okay, I believe you."

Nodding noncommittally, Blois threw a long stick to him and took another one in his backhand.

"You go first, come on!"

What does this mean, hitting Lailai with nunchucks, but still a disabled person?

Setting up the stick, Ji Ming couldn't help but laugh or cry, but he had no intention of withdrawing his strength or giving way.

This is an old man in a magical world. No matter how many negative buffs he has, he can knock himself to death by raising his hand.

At this moment, the weak is attacking the strong, no carelessness is allowed!

Ji Ming calmed down and used the most conservative move.

Hold the tail of the gun with both hands, inhale, and thrust straight!

The force of this stick is strong enough to poke a hole through a thin iron plate.

However, Blois just raised it lightly, and Ji Ming felt a huge force coming from the tip of the stick, causing the entire movement to tilt out uncontrollably.

If the hand hadn't grasped it tightly, the stick would have simply flown away.

After blocking the move, the old lady showed no sadness or joy on her face, she just uttered a sentence.

"Not bad, come again."

Ji Ming is not a child, and he will not start playing tricks because of such a small setback.

To have such a master tactician willing to teach me is definitely an opportunity not to be missed!

After loosening the slightly numb tiger's mouth, Ji Ming said nothing and attacked again with his backhand.

However, what greeted him was simply a military training.

Probably because she was afraid of being accidentally hit with a stick, Ms. Blois did not fight back except to block.

But even so, the long-term collision made Ji Ming feel pain in his arm.

In the continuous attacks and confrontations, he also tried some fake moves or some dirty tricks.

However, the skills of using pole weapons brought by [Grave Digging Technique] mainly focus on some relatively basic martial arts movements.

It might be enough to bully the raging goblins, but in front of the experienced Blois, he was as clumsy as a child.

Finally, when Ji Ming felt that his arms were about to carry the bucket and run away, Blois took the initiative to shout stop.

"Okay."

She put away her posture, held on to the long stick, and started to comment after a moment's thought.

"Your basic skills are quite solid. Given your age, it is basically impossible without years of hard work."

"But... it's too solid. Every move is very rigid. Have you never seen how others fight?"

We are all civilized people, and it is not good to fight and kill and get a lot of blood all over our body.

shaking his head

"I haven't seen it. I usually just run away."

"What about your master? Didn't he teach you martial arts?"

Someone challenged me to a duel. Wouldn't it be better if I drove a dump truck to kill him the night before?

Shake his head.

"Without any teaching, I just learned a trick to hit my head."

Why can't he do this or that? Does his master not exist at all?

Blois showed some confusion on his face and walked up to Ji Ming.

"Stand still and let me take a look."

Using magic power to support the long stick, she pressed one hand on Ji Ming's forehead, her palms rough and cold.

[Warning: Your panel is being read]

However, the red prompt returned to green the next moment.

[The system has automatically masked necessary information based on the host's current identity, please rest assured]

Ji Ming glanced at the "new" panel. All the skills of the law of cause and effect had been erased, and even special skills such as [Closing Breath Talisman Production] were completely hidden.

After this series of modifications, what stood here was just a passing pharmacist who knew how to use a shovel.

After a long time, Blois withdrew his hand.

She might have never seen such a talented skill group, so she still thought for a moment while leaning on a long stick.

"Then, in that case, I will teach you some basic martial arts skills first."

"Okay!"

Ji Ming had been waiting for this moment, he couldn't wait to start killing with his martial arts skills.

<divclass="contentadv"> Blois nodded, turned around, and distanced himself from him again.

"I noticed that the first move you just used was the long thorn."

"Indeed, every inch is longer and every inch is stronger. It is most appropriate to use this move as the first test."

"So……"

Blois stopped and slowly raised the long stick in his hand.

"So, I will teach you a move [straight thrust] first to strengthen this movement."

As soon as the words came out, she restrained her body like a poisonous snake preparing to hunt.

From bottom to top, the muscles all over the body are gradually activated, and the momentum is constantly rising.

When her momentum reached its peak, she suddenly moved again and stabbed out like a fang with the long stick in her hand.

In the sound of breaking through the air, a faint golden blood flashed for a moment, which was a sign that the martial arts was activated.

However, because there was no target, after stretching his arm to the limit, Blois used his strength to stop the stick and strangled the dragon.

But from extreme silence to extreme movement and then to extreme stillness, her entire arm did not tremble at all. This was truly like an arm.

Wow, it can pierce tank armor.

Ji Ming opened his eyes wide and wanted to learn the boss's operations, but found that he seemed to have fallen into a strange state.

How every muscle in Blois' body was mobilized, how the blood flowed in his body, and even what kind of mentality he had when he stabbed the stick...

It is a very strange form of observation, where everything is in full shadow and is completely presented.

It was as if the existence in front of him was no longer a living person, but an open book.

No matter what you want to know about this situation, you can find the exact record.

Thinking of this, Ji Ming couldn't help but feel his heart tremble.

Isn’t it just like this when looking at low dimensions from high dimensions?

So, if I want to replicate this martial skill, I need to...

Uh.

I need to……

Uh.

What do I need from O.o?

Ji Ming frowned and suddenly found that the book was opened and the corresponding information was found.

However, the text suddenly changed into English, and I didn’t seem to understand anything!

After demonstrating a sincere and complete [straight thrust], Bulova regained some of his energy and turned to look at Ji Ming.

"How's it going? Did you see anything?"

However, he found that Ji Ming was standing there with his mouth slightly open and a confused look on his face, shaking his head numbly.

Blois understood.

"Beginner, it's normal. I'll do it again."

Whoosh!

"how?"

Still shaking his head.

"It doesn't matter. Maybe it's because of your talent. You can still choose to work hard."

Whoosh whoosh!

"now what?"

"Uh……"

Ji Ming has worked very hard, but the English in front of him has turned into mathematics again.

——This thing is quite confusing, and it’s really not something you can figure out just by trying hard.

I can only say sarcastically.

"Sorry, Ms. Blois, can you do it again?"

If she had been Ji Ming's class teacher in high school, she would have dragged him to the office and tortured him severely.

But even so, Blois still felt a deep sense of powerlessness in the face of this cold-blooded shaking head machine.

"Okay, maybe you were too nervous during the fight, and your head is a little numb now."

Blois went to the small stove in the corner and checked whether the chimney was clear.

"Let's have a cup of hot tea and take a rest. We can study slowly."

Setting the kettle in place, she snapped her fingers, releasing a spark that ignited the hay in the stove.

Just as he was about to say something else, he heard a snap of fingers coming from behind.

Looking back, it was Ji Ming whose index finger was on fire.