I, Copy Becomes Stronger

West gate.

On the high-standing border city, a group of soldiers were patrolling back and forth, most of them were body disciples, only the squad leader was always a body massacre.

Whenever alien beasts attack the periphery, these conscientious soldiers are guarding the city gates. Soldiers are one of the most popular occupations in Tianfu. The salary is much richer than that of ordinary people, but it is also the most dangerous occupation. Face the struggle with alien beasts The courage, not everyone has.

Liu Qi carried a rucksack and walked through the city gate facing the scorching sun, attracting a few idle soldiers to watch: "It's another brat who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, do you think he ran back in a few days in fright? Or Died outside?"

"Hey, it's just a little baby with no hair, maybe it took me half a day to go home and ask my parents for milk."

"Can he come back? The key is?"

"Hahaha……"

Accompanied by a burst of malicious laughter, Liu Qi walked across the city without looking back.

Obviously, these soldiers regarded him as a student who came out to practice. Many students from poor families would choose to go out to hunt strange beasts after becoming body disciples. They would naively hope to exchange for money, but most of them would become the dishes of strange beasts. That's all.

The area within 1-2 kilometers outside Tianfu is basically safe, that is, the safe zone. This area is the inspection area for the body. Once you encounter a strange beast, you must kill it. If you want to hunt the strange beast, you can only consider Go further afield.

Liu Qi had purchased a map long before he set off, and determined his destination - Wetmele Forest.

This area is moderately far away, with towering ancient trees, rolling mountains, and stone forests like strange rocks, which are very suitable for strange beasts to live in, so there must be many strange beasts here, so don't bother looking for them.

It is rumored that there are even high-level alien beasts in the wet mele forest, but it is not known whether it is true or not.

Liu Qi is a person who has an accurate understanding of himself. He only intends to enter the outer edge of the forest for this exercise. The deeper places are not accessible to people of his level, so naturally he will not be involved.

Before he could fully enter the periphery, with a "swipe" sound, a low-level strange beast sprang out in front of Liu Qi's eyes.

Liu Qi smiled wryly and shook his head: "It should be said that my luck is too good or too bad..."

The low-level beast was easily dealt with by Liu Qi in a short while.

Liu Qi continued to move forward.

Along the way, he has encountered danger, mid-level beasts, and small herds of beasts, each time he was able to escape by relying on the shadow state.

This trip to the forest was obviously different from the school's field trials, and it also made Liu Qi more aware of the dangers of the field. If there is no team and the individual cultivation level is insufficient, the chance of being buried in the field is very high.

This is just the situation near Tianfu. Liu Qi once heard from his deceased parents that Tianfu is only a small place in this world, and there are no resources nearby. There are not many strange beasts living here, and their strength is not top-notch. level.

"The wider outside world, I really want to take a look if I have the chance." Liu Qi couldn't help murmuring.

When he was ambitious, Liu Qi did not forget the present moment. After finding a safe mountain pass, Liu Qi plunged into it.

He wants to refine and absorb the blood of the low-level alien beast he just hunted here, and start hunting after a few days of training.

Chapter No.17 Breakthrough!

In the dark jungle, in a hidden cave, a young man is practicing cross-legged.

The young man closed his eyes tightly, and there was a halo of light flowing around his body surface. In front of him, there were large and small porcelain bottles, and the pungent smell of blood was still wafting from these small porcelain bottles. Tyrannical breath.

This is the blood of the alien beast that Liu Qi collected during this period, and he seems to have absorbed it for a long time...

In the past few days when he entered the forest, Liu Qi hunted down many low-level beasts, and he saved enough blood to stay in this cave for a while.

Being in the wild is not only dangerous, but also the isolated state, coupled with the boring practice, makes the whole person tense. It is difficult for ordinary people to persevere, but what Liu Qi lacks most is perseverance.

Another week passed, and Liu Qi practiced repeatedly every day. When he was hungry, he simply grilled and ate the carcass of the strange beast, and his strength also increased again, reaching a strength of 900 jin.

At this time, the effect of the low-level alien animal blood was weakening, and Liu Qi was not angry.

Compared with other gymnastics, his situation is considered good. A low-talented gymnast will start to struggle when he enters the 900-jin strength, and even make no progress for several years. This is a common thing. It slowed down, but the strength was indeed growing day by day.

After the blood of the alien beast in his hand was exhausted, Liu Qi began to hunt and kill the alien beast outside the cave, and every time he killed a alien beast, he immediately brought it back to the cave to practice.

As for the food that usually feeds the hunger, it is also the beasts that are hunted. Although the blood of the beasts is more of the essence, the body of the beasts is also a great tonic for the disciples. Liu Qi doesn't want to waste any of it.

In this way, a month passed quietly.

At this moment, Liu Qi was in a state of distress, his clothes were in tatters, his unshaven face was no longer as handsome as before, replaced by slightly protruding muscles all over his body, every texture was full of explosive power.

"I already have nearly a thousand catties of strength. No matter how much I practice in the past few days, my strength has not improved at all. This should be a bottleneck state. Once I break this bottleneck, I will be able to enter the body level smoothly." Liu Qi murmured.

As for how to break through, Liu Qi didn't have any idea in mind.

A few days later, Liu Qi faintly felt an unspeakable sense of tearing in his meridians, but he did not find the problem at all when he calmed down to feel it.

"Snapped!"

Liu Qi dropped the kettle in his hand.

With a look of pain on his face, he quickly sat down cross-legged, but after a while he was disappointed, looked at his hands and muttered to himself: "Have you failed again? It seems that this bottleneck can't just rely on hard work!"

Frowning, Liu Qi was full of annoyance.

Turning his eyes around, Liu Qi turned his attention to the dark sword beside him.

"I haven't practiced swordsmanship for many days. It seems that this breakthrough will not be completed for a while. Why not just practice swords and break through with swordsmanship!"

Liu Qi picked up the sword and took a slow breath, adjusted his state, opened his eyes suddenly, stabbed obliquely, shook the sword body, drew, brought, lifted, struck, struck, stabbed, pointed, collapsed, Stirring, pressing, splitting, cutting, washing, clouding, hanging, lifting, chopping, picking, wiping, cutting, piercing, and circle, every movement contains faint force.

The speed of the sword is sometimes brisk, sometimes agile, sometimes unrestrained, and sometimes elegant. The body tosses and turns like a dragon, and is as smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water. The feeling is gradually coming, and Liu Qi can't help being intoxicated in the world of kendo.

Suddenly, there seemed to be an empty and wonderful artistic conception in the dark, Liu Qi felt that the time and space around him slowed down, and the crisp birdsong, the sound of trickling streams, and the empty cries of apes gradually entered his ears from far and near.

The body seems to have no weight, the gentle wind, the majesty of the mountains, the thickness of the earth, all the feelings given by nature seem to gather at the tip of the sword, converging into one point.