Soul echo

Chapter 16 Comprehension
Zhong Ye's upper body suddenly fell back, and the javelin flew over the sky, crossed a parabola, and fell into the sea on the other side of the town, causing an explosion.

—Extraordinary power?
A term flashed through Zhong Ye's mind, he straightened his body, and raised his eyes to look in the direction from which the javelin was shot.

Only then did people realize what had happened.

The pack horse neighed in panic, even though Zhong Ye held the reins tightly, he just held it in place and could not calm it down.

Frowning slightly, Zhong Ye immediately pulled the slipknot of the rucksack, let the pouch drop, turned the horse's head, and let it run into the town.

"Teacher!" Marcelo exclaimed.

"Go back to town!"

Zhong Ye took out three steel pipes from his bag, stared ahead, and quickly assembled them.

The figure at the far end of the road caused people in the town to scream, and then fled the town in a panic. An older townsman ran out and carried Marcelo back at his own risk before running away.

Under Zhong Ye's hands, the steel pipes were assembled into a spear, and then he took out a scimitar from his bag, and tied it around his waist with its sheath.

His pale skin seemed to radiate in the sun, his tall body cast a terrifying shadow on the ground, and the small tree he held in his hand was even more shocking.

'Troll' is a derogatory term for this kind of monster. Its scientific name is 'troll', a monster with rudimentary intelligence and terrible strength and resilience.

Ordinary trolls are scary enough, and this white troll may have human-like intelligence.

Although it was only a glimpse, Zhong Ye still saw the javelin's appearance clearly by virtue of his near-supernatural perception.

Rough, primitive, not at all human-made.

In other words, it may have been made by the troll itself.

Zhong Ye took a deep breath, rubbed the barrel of the gun with the palms of both hands, and the tip of the gun shone with cold light.

Walk forward slowly, approaching the troll slowly.

With a sudden roar, the troll suddenly moved its legs, and its strong muscles pushed its huge body into the air. Every time it landed, it would cause the earth to tremble, and every step was a drumstick beating on the heart.

It is like a brave and fearless chariot, rampaging on the ground.

In front of the troll, Zhong Ye was still not in a hurry, just like what he taught Marcelo, his breath was even and long without any fluctuations.

The human body is a very complicated and troublesome thing. If the heart beats too fast, the heart will break itself, and if you breathe too fast, it will lead to insufficient oxygen supply, hypoxia in the brain, and a chain reaction in the limbs.

Zhong Ye didn't move until the troll roared and waved the little tree towards him.

The warrior bent his legs and bent over, his strength burst out.

The invisible air in the past formed an obstacle in front of him at this time, but the sharp spear tip broke through it with stronger force.

The water vapor exploded, the clouds and mist scattered, and the spear pierced through the sound barrier, piercing the troll's knee like a shooting star.

The small tree swung past Zhong Ye, and the gust of wind that engulfed him made his clothes rattle.

The tip of the gun brushed against the troll's knee, leaving only a gash that could be recovered in an instant.

Without time to worry and contemplate, Zhong Ye didn't even frown, and immediately called out the system panel to use the first [Skill Extraction Opportunity].

It's just that he didn't choose to extract directly, but chose to 'learn'.

Learning direction - supernatural ability!

Come take a gamble!

The troll roared, the small tree swung back, Zhong Ye jumped away in time, and watched the small tree hit the ground, the ground cracked instantly, and the tough trunk also burst into pieces.

Countless fragments splashed, and he swung his spear and bounced them off one by one.

At this time, the troll rushed up, stretched his chest, and opened his arms to grab it.

Zhong Ye tapped his toes to the ground, and sent the spear forward in his hand. The tip of the spear was bent instantly, but he took advantage of the momentum to jump out of the troll's grasping range.

When he was in Dongtu, during the closed beta, his game character had obtained supernatural abilities. Because of the problem of the game's authenticity, he once confused reality and the game, and tried to reproduce the abilities in the game in reality.

Although the engraving was unsuccessful, he also learned how to better use breathing to adjust his body.

That period of memory is extremely profound. After coming to this world, it is not that he has tried to re-master supernatural abilities. It may be that there are some restrictions that prevent him from being successful.

If he can't master it through learning, he still has another chance to extract skills, so take a gamble!
call!Suck!
The strong body odor from the troll, flying dust, sea breeze, fishy smell, all the smells flooded into the nostrils together.

This time, Zhong Ye noticed something deeper and more real hidden under these smells.

"Ow--"

Several attacks failed, and the troll could no longer restrain its anger, and suddenly jumped up, with a wisp of smoke and dust dotting its figure, flying upwards.

The huge body rises to a certain height, the speed gradually slows down, and then——

come down!

The air was bent, and the troll raised its fists high, and when it fell, it slammed into the ground.

The earth waves surged instantly, and as the cracks rolled and spread, a strong wind pressure rushed towards his face. If Zhong Ye hadn't had a firm footing and steady footsteps, he might have been overturned to the ground.

Seeing that Zhong Ye didn't fall to the ground, human doubts appeared in the troll's eyes, but Zhong Ye didn't intend to give it time to think, so he kicked his feet on the ground and charged forward with his gun.

Stabbing, piercing, picking, sweeping, pressing, the long spear danced in Zhong Ye's hands, the cold stars were dotted, and the spear's light flashed continuously.

With exquisite steps under his feet, he advances and retreats in a timely manner, while casting attacks on the troll, while avoiding attacks again and again.

The troll was getting more and more angry, Zhong Ye's attack fell on it like a blunt knife cutting flesh, it couldn't do much harm to it, but it was extremely annoying.

And from the beginning to now, it failed to hit the little man in front of him once!
Another attack came, this time aimed at its elbow. The troll didn't defend anymore, letting the broken spear head tear the skin, and the other claw swung, and the little man's head came out of nowhere. I crossed it and took it out.

But this time, the troll raised his strong left leg and lashed out!
The moment the troll's left leg muscles twitched, Zhong Ye became vigilant. He let go of the spear, leaned back, his legs were like springs, and ejected himself backwards.

The body flipped in the air, the palms slapped the ground, and fell to the ground. At this time, the strength was not exhausted, so the body involuntarily slid back, and the boots drew two marks on the ground.

The troll broke the spear, and the two spears flew into the air, not knowing where they were going to fall.

The warrior took a deep breath, pressed the handle of the scimitar at his waist with his right hand, stared at the troll, and listened to his heartbeat and breathing.

His spirit and consciousness seemed to be divided into two, one half focused on the invincible and powerful enemy in front of him, and the other half flowed with the blood and breath in the body.

Breathing is like a drumstick, beating regularly on the drum named 'heart', the ripples sway and touch the limbs.

Zhong Ye's chest rose and fell, and his cells were also breathing.

Gradually, he found the pattern, the 'rhythm'.

"Roar!"

The troll roared, spit flying everywhere.

It launched a charge, trampled the ground with its broad feet, and arrived in front of Zhong Ye in a blink of an eye.

The raised arms, the splashing sweat drops, and even the dust floating in the air, everything seems to be clearly visible.

But what is clearer is the power that grows from cellular respiration and reverberates throughout the body.

Any living organism possesses this power, the only difference is whether it can be used flexibly.

Its name is, 'Qi'!
[——Comprehend the 'source of extraordinary: Qi']

The martial artist's eyes froze at this moment, he moved his energy, and drew his sword brazenly!

There was a flash of cold light, and the scimitar snapped, but there was also a bone-deep wound on the troll's arm.

boom!
The fist hit the ground, and the pain and wound on his arm left the troll in a daze.

On the other side, Zhong Ye was so excited that the hairs all over his body stood on end, he clenched his teeth tightly to prevent himself from screaming out of excitement.

Silently pulling out the iron piece and hatchet stuck in his belt, Zhong Ye laughed, and his hands collided with the iron, attracting the troll's attention.

Seeing Zhong Ye, disgust and anger welled up in his heart, drowning his confusion.

The troll flew into a rage and charged.

Seeing the troll approaching like a chariot, Zhong Ye's expression didn't change at all.

Before that, he had rehearsed countless times in his mind.

(End of this chapter)