Life Simulation: Add Entries Starting From Health Preservation Skills

  Chapter 62 "Righteousness" and "One" [5600 words are added for the leader of the alliance "Chaosed Smoke"]

  Martial Arts: Duanyue Saber Technique (34% of the entry level of the third level, can be improved; special effects: explosion level 4, Duanyue Jin level 1, life extension 20 years)

  Looking at the martial arts column, Han Zhao said silently in his heart: "Upgrade the 'Duanyue Saber Technique' to the stage of the second qi and blood breakthrough."

  As soon as Han Zhao's voice fell, the 8-point attribute point flickered, the numbers began to jump, and the text on the martial arts column quickly blurred.

  He felt as if his body was scorching hot like holding a stove, his Qi and blood increased sharply, and the feeling of muscle swelling appeared again.

   It's just that after the severe pain of practicing the Vajra Art last time, this kind of pain is basically negligible to him.

   And the feeling of surging Qi and blood is really intoxicating.

   So cool!

  Power emerges from all parts of the body.

  【Attribute points: 8→3】

  Martial Arts: Duanyue Saber Technique (the third floor has a small success of 88%, which can be improved; special effects: explosion level 5, Duanyue Jin level 2, life extension 20 years)

   The text above the property bar becomes clear again.

   It also reached the third level of small success, and also consumed 5 attribute points, and the Duanyue Saber Technique increased by 154% in one go.

   Added more than health recipes.

  The more powerful the skill is, the less the percentage that can be increased by using attribute points, but the effect after the increase is more obvious.

  Han Zhao mobilized the blood in his body, and his arms began to feel hot.

  He rolled up his sleeves and saw that his arms became red.

   Soon, two black patterns resembling mountain peaks appeared on both of his arms.

   "The second qi and blood stage of blood training, but that's it."

  Han Zhao adapted to the changes in his body, and his energy and blood doubled again.

  His current total amount of qi and blood is already 7 times that of a normal skin-level martial artist!

  The total amount of qi and blood of the quasi-martial masters in the blood training stage three stages is 4.5-7.5 times that of the normal leather-training martial artists.

  Han Zhao is now in the top group of people in the third stage of Qi and blood only in terms of the total amount of Qi and blood.

  When the total amount of qi and blood reaches this level, it is generally stepping up to convert all the qi and blood into printed blood, and then use the printed blood to increase the total amount of strength, and finally try to enter the strength.

  Once one successfully breaks through the realm and is promoted to a martial arts master, one will realize a class leap in one fell swoop.

   "There is still a long way to go before the three qi and blood breakthroughs. I am afraid that we will have to reach the stage of perfection."

  Looking at the remaining 3 attribute points, Han Zhao did not continue to add Duanyue Saber Technique.

  As for the regimen of health preservation, after 3 o'clock, there will be no waves.

   "It can improve the Vajra Art."

  Martial arts: Vajra Jue (1% entry level, can be improved)

  Han Zhao found the Vajra Jue that had just completed the "foundation" in the last column of the martial arts column, and said silently: "Improve the 'Diamond Jue'."

  【Attribute points: 3→0】

   Severe pain filled Han Zhao's whole body in an instant, and he once again experienced the pain that would make life worse than death.

   "Hiss~!" He gritted his teeth and did not cry out.

  Fortunately, the pain was only for a 'moment', and it disappeared soon.

  Martial arts: Vajra Jue (minor success of the first level is 15%, can be improved; special effect: Yijin level 1)

   "Good guy, it's so hard to improve!"

   Han Zhao couldn't help frowning slightly as he looked at the Vajra Art in the attribute column which had become a small success stage.

  In the original 'original version' of the health-preserving formula, it only took 1 attribute point to be promoted to the Xiaocheng stage, and this King Kong formula used 3 points.

  Of course, the harder it is to improve, the stronger the skill.

  For the time being, he didn't feel any major changes in his body, but the root bone aptitude only needs to be practiced for a while, and he can know how much it has improved by comparing the progress.

  Five days later.

afternoon.

  Shaking Mountain Boxing Academy.

  The courtyard that originally accommodated fifty or sixty people was not crowded, but now it has been surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside.

  In addition to the apprentices of Shaanshan Boxing Academy in black training uniforms, there are also martial artists in gray, white, and green training uniforms.

  After Zhang Tianwen broke through the blood training realm, several martial arts schools that teach weapons gathered together again.

   This is the tradition of the Martial Arts Alliance, but it is not mandatory.

  The time when Zhao Yuantu broke through the blood training realm before, it was just a private exchange between a few martial arts gyms that taught boxing and kicking. It was not as grand as Mengzhi's breakthrough last time, which made everyone in Black Rock City know about it.

  This time Zhang Tianwen made a breakthrough, the three martial arts schools of Overlord Spear, Feiyun Dao, and Zanchajian all sent disciples who had trained blood for the first time to communicate with Duanyue Dao.

  Warriors who practice weapons are naturally stronger than those who practice boxing at the same level.

  So this kind of exchange also attracted apprentices from major martial arts gymnasiums to come to observe spontaneously.

  At this time, Han Zhao stood upright in the arena in a strong blue outfit.

  clang!

  He slashed out, swung away the long sword of the girl in green in front of him, the long sword fell down, and then swung the other dagger in the girl's hand from the bottom up, flying the blade across the girl's neck.

  Han Zhao put the knife back into its sheath, cupped his fists and saluted: "Accept."

   "Thank you, Senior Brother Han, for your mercy."

  The girl in Tsing Yi's cheeks were flushed, and she looked at Han Zhao eagerly.

   "Please." With a calm expression, Han Zhao stretched out his hand to signal her to end.

  The girl in Tsing Yi bit her lip, stomped her feet coquettishly, and ran to the outside of the field.

  The brothers who were in the same school as her were jealous, but they had already been defeated by Han Zhao and could no longer play.

   Lu Yi looked at Han Zhao with a smile on his face. Although this kid usually likes to cheat and play tricks, he did not compromise on what he promised.

   Single-handedly selected seven or eight disciples from three martial arts gyms. No one in Black Rock City can match his record at the bone refinement level.

  Seeing Han Zhao unleash the saber is simply a 'pleasing to the eye', and it really gives him a lot of embarrassment.

   "Junior Brother Han is really good at swordsmanship, it makes me a little itchy, why don't I practice with you."

  At this time, a young man in white clothes with an ordinary appearance and a strong figure walked into the field, and took out two combinable fine steel short spears from his back waist.

  This person is the representative of Bawang Boxing Academy, and he broke through the blood training level before he was twenty years old.

  Because of Han Zhao's outstanding performance, he and You Rongyan's fellow teachers and brothers were all overwhelmed by it.

   "Isn't this bullying?!"

   Someone immediately expressed dissatisfaction.

  Meng Zhi smiled lightly: "Junior Brother Han, don't be afraid, I will only fight you with the power of bone refinement realm, and I won't bully you."

  That is to say, even without mobilizing Qi and blood, the basic strength of the blood training level alone is much stronger than that of the bone refining level.

  Of course, Han Zhao was cautious from the beginning to the end during the fight, for fear of hurting someone with too much strength.

   Now that Meng Zhi is on the stage, it just gives him a chance to exit.

   It would be impolite to win any more.

   "Brother Meng, please enlighten me." Han Zhao smiled.

   "Be careful!" After Meng Zhi loaded the spear, he directly charged forward and stabbed with the spear.

   Dang Dang Dang Dang!

  Han Zhao danced the long knife in his hand tightly, as if forming a knife net in front of him, preventing all Meng Zhi's moves.

   "Senior Brother Han is mighty!"

"so amazing!"

  Before the disciples of this martial arts school had time to make a sound, the female disciples of several other martial arts halls cheered for Han Zhao.

   "Junior Brother Han!!" Seeing this, Xu Ling gathered his hands together and shouted at the top of his voice, suppressing the voices of the female disciples.

  Han Zhao was also taken aback by her sudden yell.

   Whoosh!

  Sharp piercing sound resounded, Meng Zhi suddenly accelerated, thrusting his gun towards Han Zhao's face.

  As a genius disciple of the blood training realm, he couldn't take down a Han Zhao with the power of the same realm. This made him feel that he couldn't hold back, so he ignored the agreement just now and used part of the power of blood.

  clang!

  Han Zhao saw the momentum of his shooting, and knew the time had come. Immediately, he slashed the tip of Meng Zhi's gun with a knife, and the tip of the gun passed by.

And Han Zhao also took advantage of this shock force to fly backwards, his arms naturally spread out, and he assumed the posture of a big roc spreading its wings, his right foot lightly tapped the ground, and his body floated seven or eight meters backward. .

   "噗啷～"

  The moment he landed, Han Zhao threw the long knife in his hand behind his back in accordance with the inertia, and the scabbard curled up. He finished holding the knife with his back, and his body landed steadily beside Xu Ling.

   "Junior Brother Han is so handsome!"

   County magistrate Wu Di's daughter Wu Shuang exclaimed, but her eyes were fixed on Han Zhao's face.

  Although it is said that the strong are respected in this world, if he grows up to be like Junior Brother Han, then it is acceptable if he is not that strong.

   What's more, her father is the strongest in the city, and her elder brother is also a master of three bloods, so force is secondary to her.

  This Junior Brother Han, even losing so gracefully, is really admirable.

   "Thank you, Brother Meng, for your teaching." Han Zhao saluted Meng Zhi with his fists cupped.

   "It's good that I didn't hurt Junior Brother Han." Meng Zhi's face was a little ugly, he obviously won, but judging from the expressions of the people around him, it was as if he had lost.

   "I agreed to only use the power of the bone refinement realm, Brother Meng, have you broken your promise?"

   Zhao Yuantu, who was standing beside Lu Yi, walked into the arena.

   "Missed for a while, I just didn't expect Brother Han to be so ungrateful." Meng Zhi's face darkened, and then he suddenly smiled: "Why don't you come and fight me, Senior Brother Zhao, it should be fair?"

   "That's good!" Zhao Yuantu took out the Wujin gloves from his arms and put them on his hands.

  Because Zhang Tianwen didn't know where he went, so in order to prevent someone from messing things up, Lu Yi called Zhao Yuantu.

   "Junior Brother Meng, be careful." Zhao Yuantu clasped his fists in a salute, then swung his fists and attacked.

   "Okay!" Meng Zhi laughed loudly, his whole body was surging with energy and blood, his arms exposed by the white short-sleeved jacket turned black, and he exerted all his strength as soon as he came up.

   "Take my trick! Overlord raises the tripod!"

  The body of the gun slammed down like a thunderbolt.

  Zhao Yuantu thought it was just a discussion, but he didn't expect Meng Zhi to come all of a sudden, and it was already too late for him to try his best at this moment.

  He could only punch hard and take the blow hard.

  Boom! !

  Zhao Yuantu retreated three steps in a row, and then barely stabilized his figure, his arms trembling uncontrollably.

  His fists were wrapped in Wujin gloves, and it could be seen that they were black and red inside.

  Meng Zhi stomped his spear on the ground, and directly stamped a small hole on the stone slab, then clasped his fists and smiled, and said quite proudly: "Senior Brother Zhao, I have accepted it!"

   Lu Yi frowned, he didn't expect that although Meng Zhi had a good talent, his temperament was so bad.

  It is understandable that young people are eager to win, but it is a bit embarrassing to cheat in this kind of competition.

   It's just that if you lose, you lose, and it's impossible for him to end up in person as a martial artist.

  Thinking of this, Lu Yi couldn't help but cast a glance at Han Zhao who was at the side. With this kid's talent in swordsmanship, if he breaks through to the level of blood training, it shouldn't be difficult to defeat Mengzhi.

   "Master Lu?" Seeing Lu Yi staring at him, Han Zhao blinked at him, but he fulfilled his promise without any compromise.

  Looking at his appearance, Lu Yi was angry and funny, turned his head to look at Zhao Yuantu, "Yuantu, are you okay?"

  Zhao Yuantu shook his head at Lu Yi, calmed down the surging Qi and blood in his body, and wanted to go on again.

  At this time, Zhang Tianwen, who had not appeared all this time, suddenly walked in from the gate, followed by Xu Jin, Fang Hongyun and others.

   "Junior Brother Meng, let me meet you."

  Zheng!

  Zhang Tianwen jumped from the steps, drew out the long knife at his waist and attacked Meng Zhi.

   "Good time!" Meng Zhi drew out his spear and went to meet him.

   Dang Dang Dang Dang!

  The figures of the two moved around in the arena, making everyone dazzled.

"it is good!"

   "Brother Zhang is mighty!"

   "Brother Zhang is doing great!"

   Seeing that Zhang Tianwen did not lose to Meng Zhi, who defeated Zhao Yuantu in the previous move, everyone in the field applauded.

   Han Zhao shook his head and laughed, the two of them were playing a double reed!

   "Brother, how are you?" Han Zhao walked to Zhao Yuantu's side and asked about the situation.

   "It's nothing serious, don't be impulsive." Zhao Yuantu took off his gloves and moved his bruised joints.

  Han Zhao nodded, glanced at Meng Zhi in the field, and did not speak.

  铛—!

  Accompanied by the loud sound of gold and iron clashing, the two people in the field separated.

   "Brother Zhang is good at swordsmanship, I am not as good as you."

   "Junior Meng's marksmanship is even better."

   "Why don't we count it as a draw?"

   "Okay! It's a draw!"

  The two looked like heroes cherishing each other.

  Cheers came from the field again.

  At this time, Zhang Tianwen came to Lu Yi, cupped his fists and saluted, "Master Lu."

   "That's right." Lu Yi nodded. Although he could clearly see the tricks of the two, he couldn't expose them, or he would have slapped himself in the face.

   "Master Lu, this disciple has something to ask for!"

   "Speak."

   "This disciple has always fallen in love with Junior Sister Xu, and asked Master Lu to help him go to Xu's house as a matchmaker!" Zhang Tianwen was full of joy.

   As he spoke, he glanced at Han Zhao with a provocative look.

   "This..." Lu Yi was taken aback. He could see the signs of Han Zhao and Xu Ling, so naturally he would not do such a thing.

   "Zhang Tianwen! Don't even think about it!" Xu Ling raised her brows upside down.

   "Third Sister! You've said that too much. Don't tell me your father and I can't make decisions about your marriage?!"

  Xu Jin who was on the side stepped forward, putting on an air of a brother.

   "Sister Xu, isn't it clear how to choose? Senior brother Zhang is a young hero, not something that can be compared with some superficial people. He is good-looking and at most he can be a male favourite, and he can't be on the stage."

  Meng Zhi also agreed, staring at Han Zhao meaningfully.

  【.】

   "What did you say?!" Zhao Yuantu got angry and wanted to step forward.

  Han Zhao stopped him, "Brother, forget it."

  【.】

   Saying that, Han Zhao walked up to Xu Ling again, took her hand, scratched her palm, and signaled her not to get excited.

   "Enough!" Lu Yi stood up suddenly, "Today is just a boxing match in the martial arts hall, this is not a vegetable market!"

  Seeing Lu Yi's sullen expression, Zhang Tianwen quickly waved his hand, "I just want to mention it first, everyone, don't argue, I am happy today, let's go drink! I invite!"

   "That's great!"

   "Go drink!"

  Zhang Tianwen rushed out of the courtyard.

   Several other martial arts disciples also left one after another after clasping fists to Lu Yi.

  Han Zhao's face was as calm as water.

  Lu Yi stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him: "Practice well, and wait until you break through the blood training realm."

  Although Zhang Tianwen has broken through to the level of blood training, he is not good in heart and understanding. Lu Yi has always been unfavorable, and when he checked a few days ago, he felt that Zhang Tianwen's qi and blood were a little strange.

   This is the attitude of success in one day. It is conceivable that if Zhang Tianwen becomes a martial arts master one day, he may not be able to enjoy the blessings as his master, but will suffer disaster.

   "I will work hard, Master."

  Han Zhao smiled, said goodbye to Lu Yi, took Xu Ling's hand, and walked out of the martial arts hall.

  ******

  The night is dark and the wind is high.

  Zuiyue Tower.

  The entire box on the second floor is occupied.

  In the largest box in the middle, Zhang Tianwen was surrounded by everyone.

  I saw him blushing, holding a beautiful woman in his arms, holding the wine glass high: "Drink! Let me drink to your heart's content! Those who came in vertically today must go out horizontally! Otherwise, I will lose face!"

  Zhang Tianwen was in high spirits, and felt that the depression accumulated in his chest over the past few years was swept away.

  At this moment, he has reached the pinnacle of his life!

   Breaking through the blood-training realm is just the beginning. He has already imagined that he will become a martial arts master, dominate Black Rock City with Meng Zhi, and become the emperor of the land.

  Those who once had a grudge against him, don't even think about it.

"I, I, I can't do it! Hiccup~ I have to go to make it easier." The young man near the door hiccupped and spoke with his tongue out. When he was walking towards the outside of the box, his right leg was a little limp. Even more, I still have problems with my legs and feet.

   "Fang Hongyun, you are such an idiot! This will not work!" Xu Jin laughed.

  Plop!

  As soon as Xu Jin finished speaking, Fang Hongyun tripped over the threshold and fell directly on the corridor. When several dancers stepped forward to help him up, he found that he was already asleep.

   "Hurry up and carry him into the wing room, leave someone to take care of him, don't pee your pants!" Meng Zhi waved his hand contemptuously, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

   "I'm going to make it easier, no one is allowed to leave, wait for me to come back and drink!"

  Zhang Tianwen put down his wine glass. Although he drank a lot, the energy and blood of a martial artist at the blood training level is far stronger than that at the bone refining level, so he is only a little drunk at the moment, and he is only half drunk.

   "Let's go together." Meng Zhi stood up after him, he had no interest in drinking, he just wanted to find a reason to leave the box, and later he would go to find his good friend Hongying girl.

   "Brother Meng, don't try to sneak away!" Zhang Tianwen grabbed Meng Zhi's sleeve.

   "Brother Zhang, Brother Meng, don't you two fall into the latrine together."

   "That's it!"

   Others followed suit.

   "I'll take care of you when I come back!" Zhang Tianwen said harshly, and dragged Meng Zhi downstairs together.

  The two of them walked to the back door of Zuiyue Building together, and got into the empty narrow alley.

   "Move outside, I can't pee if you're too close." Zhang Tianwen walked to the middle of the alley, took off his pants, and asked Meng Zhi standing next to him to move away.

   "Fine, fine." Meng Zhi lifted his half-stretched pants, and as soon as he lifted his feet, he felt dust falling from above, and he looked up subconsciously—

  A masked man in black is spreading his hands and feet, his body is in the shape of a 'big', propped on the walls on both sides of the alley.

  At this time, the masked man in black loosened his hands and feet, and his body fell in the air. With his palms that were fierce and strong, he hit Zhang Tianwen on the top of Zhang Tianwen's head with the force of Mount Tai.

   "Zhang Tianwen! Be careful!" Meng Zhi's body trembled violently, and his slightly drunk mind instantly sobered up. At the same time as he gave a loud warning, he retreated sharply.

  Zhang Tianwen looked up, and in shock, he punched out with all the strength in his body.

   As soon as the fists and palms come into contact, the outcome will be decided.

   There was only a 'click', and the bones of Zhang Tianwen's right arm broke. The forearm bone was hit by a huge force and pierced the elbow joint.

"what-"

   There was a tooth-sickening sound of bones breaking, and Zhang Tianwen's screams stopped abruptly, only to see that the head on his neck had disappeared, and was slapped into the chest cavity abruptly by the domineering palm force.

  Plop!

  Zhang Tianwen's body fell to the ground, so dead that he couldn't die anymore.

   "Who?!" Meng Zhi felt his scalp go numb, like a basin of cold water being poured from head to toe in winter.

  He didn't even have the courage to fight back, and ran towards the outside of the alley, "Killer! Killer!"

Da da da!

  Han Zhao quickly caught up with Meng Zhi who was about to run out of the alley, and stretched out both palms.

   "Ah!" Meng Zhi felt the strong wind coming from behind him, knowing that he would die if he didn't run out of the alley, he roared angrily, drew out the half of the short spear pinned to his waist, and turned to block.

  Han Zhao slapped his right palm, swung away the short spear that was stabbing towards the door, and pushed out his left palm suddenly.

   At the critical moment of life and death, Meng Zhi put in all his strength, put the barrel of the gun horizontally in front of his body, and protected his heart with his left arm.

  Boom! !

  A piercing pain came from his arm and chest. Meng Zhi's arm broke, his sternum was sunken, and he flew out of the alley.

   "Poof!"

  He fell heavily on the street, vomiting blood from his mouth. Tilting his head, he lost his breath.

   Bang! Half of the short spear rolled down beside him, the body of the spear made of fine steel was a little bent.

  Hearing the commotion on the street and the sound of rapidly approaching footsteps, Han Zhao jumped up to the top of the wall and disappeared into the night.

   PS: Originally, this chapter was almost finished at one point, but in order to keep the plot coherent, I wrote it all night. It won't be overnight if you send box lunches! This chapter is 5,600 words, which can be regarded as two in one. It is added to the first leader of the book [Disordered Eyes], and it still owes four more, 12,000 words. There are still three days until the new book list, please support! I fell asleep.

  (end of this chapter)