"Are you absorbed?"
Wang Zheng confirmed with a thought that the second-level bone pattern in his palm, the rune in it was extracted, turned into countless complex rune lights, disappeared from the palm, and then spread to Wang Zheng's whole body.
The third bone pattern is not so easy to cultivate. How many people need to spend half a year, or even a year, to cultivate it.
Even the wealthy and wealthy group leaders, the time they spend stabilizing the second bone pattern, and the time it takes to absorb the bone pattern, will take at least one to three months. And what about yourself? The bone pattern guides the assistant to absorb it. It does not take them ten days and a half to stabilize the bone pattern, and it will be stabilized by self-absorption.
It will take a few days to absorb the bone pattern, no matter how talented a martial artist is.
But Wang Zheng's entire process was completed in the blink of an eye, and at present, there is almost no possibility of failure.
There are risks in absorbing bone streaks, and there may be failures in the process, and it is not 100% absorbable.
In other words, the absorption of bone streaks will generate a probability.
The higher the level, the better the quality of the bone pattern, the higher the probability of failure when it is absorbed.
If there are no such restrictions, each of the powerful people, their children and grandchildren have long been high-level warriors, each and everyone is extraordinary, and there are some people with mediocre strength? The higher the talent, the deeper the understanding, and the higher the success rate.
With the help of bone pattern guidance, Wang Zheng, at least for now, can bypass this process.
Time, success rate...
These two things are enough for Wang Zheng to crush the so-called genius martial artist.
The white bone pattern is classified as ordinary. Just like Wang Zheng imagined, it is only one piece. The energy change it brings cannot allow Wang Zheng to generate a third bone pattern.
Once again, I felt that kind of cool feeling all over my body, and my strength was raised to a new level without knowing it.
"Come again!"
He took out the second bone pattern of the iron feather bird, and the bone pattern guide assistant made a sound.
"absorb!"
This process has not changed. As the bone pattern floats up and then disappears into his palm, a new force emerges and a new wonderful feeling appears. The impact of the two front and back bone lines made Wang Zheng's image of his third bone pattern appear in his mind.
Countless entangled runes, they formed a complex and magical rune pattern, exuding a faint halo, directly attached to the third bone of Wang Zheng's right middle finger.
Boom!
In his mind, there seemed to be an earth-shattering sound, and a new power surged up and spread throughout the body, causing Wang Zheng to shiver.
The new strength, the formation of the third bone pattern, Wang Zheng knew, was an increase of more than 500 kilograms of strength.
With the superposition of the three bone patterns, Wang Zheng estimated that without using [Leverage (Small)], his strength would be around 1,700 kilograms, and he was constantly approaching two tons. Once he uses [Leverage (Small)], Wang Zheng's power will far exceed the striking power of two tons.
As for [Leverage (Small)], it seems to have increased by a percentage, but Wang Zheng is not quite sure by how much.
Stimulated by this new force, Wang Zheng's eyes shone with light.
With a strength of 1,700 kilograms, in this area, Wang Zheng has the courage to face any beast that does not exceed Level 2.
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In the dark night, there is a pile of flames, and the aroma of barbecue is fragrant.
crazy.
Apart from madness, no one knows what words to use to describe Wang Zheng's actions at the moment. In the dark night, many warriors are all hiding quietly, the only thought is to be able to spend the night safely. Don't talk about making a fire, just make a little movement, and their minds should be raised.
But now Wang Zheng, not only did he make a fire, he also used wooden sticks to skewer pieces of iron feathered poultry meat, and roasted it by the fire.
This kind of behavior can no longer be described as crazy.
In the dark night, the light source is the most noticeable, and the beasts can find the movement here from far away.
What is even more maddening is the smell of barbecue, which is enough to make many fierce beasts come around here under the smell of meat. This kind of barbecue smell is delicious for humans, and for many beasts, it is the reason why they are crazy.
Wang Zheng sat on the ground, slowly turning his hands to hear the stick, trying his best not to let the meat skewered on the stick scorch.
For this crazy move, Wang Zheng did it on purpose.
Possessing enough power to sweep here, Wang Zheng does not need to be like before, he can only search for beasts one by one. Now that his strength is enough, Wang Zheng is determined to play with a big one. In this way, he will attract more beasts to come, sharpen his movement skills, and frantically brush the lines.
Sharpening one's body technique, brushing grain strength, and making money... definitely kill three birds with one stone.
As for danger, Wang Zheng scoffed. From the moment he became a warrior, danger has always accompanied him. Where can there be safety?
"Roar..."
There was a beast roar in the distance, causing Wang Zheng to show a smile.
"Ow..."
"Moo!!"
"Hey~~!"
"Chirp... chirp..."
"Hush!!!"
It seems that in an instant, this originally silent jungle became boiling, and the sounds of beasts that kept appearing made people tremble inside. The "uproar" that kept coming out of the jungle, in addition to the creepy, made people feel palpitations and chills.
Wang Zheng used a hunting knife to cut a piece of roasted iron-feather poultry meat and ate it at a leisurely pace.
Before the arrival of the beasts, there is still a little time, just to replenish the physical strength. Iron feather poultry meat is a type of meat that is tonic. While absorbing light cave substances for a long time, the meat has been strengthened, resulting in nutrients and other effects. For warriors, eating a meal after exhaustion can make People will be exhausted.
"tasty."
Although there were no condiments, Wang Zheng couldn't help but praise the deliciousness of the iron feather poultry meat.
In the city, iron feather poultry meat is considered a luxury for poor families, and there is no chance to taste it. At least Wang Zheng has never eaten it once. The price of a pound is only 50 to 60 yuan, and his father's salary for two days is simply reluctant.
"Roar..."
A tiger-headed beast appeared first, with a rank of first and sixth, known for its strength.
Wang Zheng put down the barbecue in his hand, stuck the hunting knife on the barbecue, and stood up with bare fists.
"I'll try it out with you tonight."
The sword was damaged long ago, but Wang Zheng was not timid. The force of about 1,700 kilograms blasted out by his fist was the best weapon. During the ejection, Wang Zheng's 22 meters per second turned into a shadow in this dark night, and he was already in front of the tiger-headed beast.
"Bang!"
The fist hit the tiger-headed beast's forehead, and it stumbled. Under this force, the bones in the forehead were not broken, but the shock made its head dizzy.
Wang Zheng didn't give it a chance. Taking advantage of its slow response, he pressed his left hand on its head, raised his right hand into a fist, and slammed it down one after another.
Every time he punched, Wang Zheng's eyes filled with a hint of madness.
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The sky is bright.
Under Wang Zheng's feet, there were dozens of corpses of beasts piled up. Without exception, they were all killed by Wang Zheng's pure force.
After a night of madness, Wang Zheng's fist not only swelled up, but was also bloody.
It's just that Wang Zheng doesn't care about all this. Every time he bleeds and cracks, Wang Zheng sprays it with a hemostatic spray. This night, I don't know how many times it cracked. The two large bottles of hemostatic spray that Wang Zheng had prepared were used up, which shows Wang Zheng's madness.
"Huh!"
Wang Zheng was panting. The fire next to him was extinguished long ago, and in the glow, this mysterious picture was reflected.
"There are thirty-seven heads, but none of them have bone patterns. The rate of bone pattern production is really low." Wang Zheng smiled wryly.
"Buzzing..."
It took more than an hour until the helicopters roared and appeared, and Wang Zheng finished processing the skins and materials of the thirty-seven beasts. Wang Zheng carried the thick skins on his shoulders, almost pressing him down to see no one. .
And the backpack was stuffed full of materials from beasts.
Wang Zheng did not estimate how much it would be worth. Instead, he carried these animal skins and materials and strode back to town.
This time, it is no longer about returning to the town, but about returning.