Tang Ling had the Perfect Genetic Chain.
On the surface, the Perfect Genetic Chain provided him with the highest possibility of advancement. For example, given time, Tang Ling could become a rank 9 Purple Moon Warrior that had never existed in this world.
The Perfect Genetic Chain also provided Tang Ling with endless possibilities in his talent, and it might be more than just Precise Instinct. Even if it was only Precise Instinct, only Tang Feng, Tang Ling, and Tang Long possessed such a magical talent in this world.
Other than that, what else could the Perfect Genetic Chain bring him? As a matter of fact, it brought him some inconspicuous but important abilities.
For example, Tang Ling's intellect! Intellect encompassed a lot of things like memory, comprehension, spatial imagination, logical thinking, and so on.
All of these determined that Tang Ling was a person with high comprehension and would never forget what he learned.
Did Tang Ling forget about the wind blade? Of course not!
However, in a battle, such a low-level wind attribute ability was useless to Tang Ling. It was not as effective as punching the enemy.
However, in order to clear the dungeon perfectly, Tang Ling had to use it.
He had beaten that Silver Wing Clan's high-ranking soldier to such a state just for the sake of an experiment.
He moved his hands and felt the wind!
It was similar to punching the wind. Speed was the key, strength was the key, and most importantly, he had to gather the wind.
Tang Ling started to recall everything about the wind blade. He recalled every detail of the wind blade that the Purple Moon Warrior who had the wind attribute unleashed.
After being away from home for almost a year and going through so many battles, Tang Ling was no longer the Tang Ling he used to be.
Through the repetitive process, he suddenly understood more things that he did not understand in the past.
More importantly, his Precise Instinct had been trained by Boss Huang to become an eye and it had entered the second stage. He could see the flow of energy and all the minute changes.
"So, it's not just speed …" Tang Ling gathered all his attention and carefully observed the wind blade that was about to form between his hands.
"Compress and gather! Like a blade! "It only took a moment for Tang Ling to see through the key to the wind blade.
"It's just the wind. I don't have any wind talent, so I can't sense it or gather it. I can only use this method to create the wind blade. "Tang Ling was analyzing it bit by bit.
"But what if …" Tang Ling thought of a possibility. He used his spirit to restrain the wind blades that had formed in his palm. He then created more and more wind blades and compressed them together.
"Hahaha, stupid, you can't feel the wind at all. You just, just … learned how to use the technique and use speed to create a weak wind. "
"Hahaha, human, just kill me. It doesn't matter if you kill me. You can't change the fact that you are a lowly race! "The Silver Wing Race's high-ranking soldier was indeed a member of the Heavenly Wing Race who could understand and sense elements.
Even though his talent corresponded to the fire element, he also noticed the problem with Tang Ling.
Since he was already destined to fail, and since this brat was pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger, and even managed to coax out some of his race's secrets, why should he take advantage of this opportunity to mock him? At the very least, he could vent some of the resentment in his heart.
Tang Ling did not care about the Silver Wings' mockery. His forehead was drenched in sweat. He was strictly following his plan to create wind blades that could threaten the Silver Wings.
Tang Ling's spirit was powerful. He had never measured it before, but he knew it.
Without sufficient spirit, he could not support his Precise Instinct, and Precise Instinct would train his spirit instead.
On top of that, Tang Ling had the Heaven Defying Formation that Kun had given him, and it was already at the second level.
Even so, using his spirit to restrain the wind blades was tough for Tang Ling.
Tang Ling was not an excellencer, so he did not know how to release his spirit outwards. His spirit did not have a specific form either. His method was just the most primitive way of using it, just like the superhumans of the old civilization.
By staring at a certain object and focusing all of his attention, he could achieve some weak effects such as moving the object or changing the object's shape.
Of course, Tang Ling's spirit was definitely stronger than the superhumans of the old civilization. Even so, he only focused his spirit on the wind blades and tried to restrain them.
One wind blade! Tang Ling's forehead was drenched in sweat. It took him 15 seconds.
Two wind blades! Tang Ling's head started to spin, and it took him 10 seconds to recover.
Three wind blades! Tang Ling's mind went blank. He felt like he was going to collapse. It still took him 10 seconds!
No more than that. Tang Ling had a feeling that he would not be able to hold on if he added one more wind blade.
He stopped moving and used his remaining strength and spirit to compress the wind blade.
However, to his surprise, with his Precise Instinct, he could clearly see that there was still a huge distance between the wind blades, but he could not compress them any further. It was not because of his strength but because of his spirit.
This was the best he could do.
For the first time, the wind blade in his hand had a clear form. It was a crescent-shaped wind blade with a faint green hue.
"Hahahaha …" The high-ranking Silver Wing soldier was still laughing maniacally. "You've used so much strength, and all you've created is this ridiculous wind blade? Lowly race, lowly human … "
Tang Ling kept quiet. There was no need to waste his breath on a test subject.
With a wave of his hand, he released the wind blade.
It was very fast and was a few times faster than the first wind blade he released. It should be a normal rank 3 Purple Moon wind attribute wind blade that a normal rank 3 Purple Moon wind attribute Purple Moon Warrior could release.
Splat! The wind blade cut into the Silver Wing soldier's arm muscles at an extreme speed. It was so fast that a finger deep wound appeared on the soldier's arm, but before blood gushed out, the wound was already a few inches deep.
Half a second later, the Silver Wing's unique black blood with a tinge of silver started to gush out crazily.
The wound that was curled up looked ferocious, but the Silver Wing soldier laughed even more maniacally.
"Hahaha! You can't even scratch my bones! You've failed! You've completely failed!"
Tang Ling ignored the Silver Wing soldier's mad screams. He sat down and took out the vicious beast meat and a small bag of Level 2 drinking water from his pocket.
The power of the wind blade should be at the level of a rank 3 Purple Moon Warrior, right? It should at least cause some damage to the Silver Wing.
The speed and power were there, but would it work?
Absolutely not! A rank 3 Purple Moon Warrior with the wind attribute could release hundreds of normal wind blades effortlessly. They might even have corresponding combat skills and ultimate skills. Those with better talents might even have their own ultimate wind attribute ultimate skills that they had mastered.
It was more suitable to deal with the Silver Wing.
What about his own wind blade? It was undoubtedly a joke. Without the understanding and sensitivity of the wind principle, he had to spend almost a minute to create a wind blade that could only cause superficial damage to the Silver Wing. It was undoubtedly a joke.
Moreover, the enemy had been smashed into a pile of mud by Tang Ling and could not dodge at all. Without the strength to tighten his muscles, his defense would be a lot weaker.
The wind blade would not work! Tang Ling finished the vicious beast meat in his hand and gulped down a mouthful of water before he came to a conclusion.
What should I do? The Innate Attribute was something that one was born with. Without it, it was impossible for one to immediately understand and sense the wind. It was also impossible for one to become strong enough to fight against the Silver Wing Race in a short period of time.
So, I have to give up the Perfect Clear at this stage? Should I fight in my own way?
Tang Ling finished the water in his hand and felt a little better, so he tossed the leather pouch away.
He was unwilling to give up! He knew that he would soon advance to a rank 1 Purple Moon Warrior, so he would not have the time to waste in the ninth level of the pre-Purple Moon Warrior stage.
However, since the Nirvana Tower had the effect of training, clearing the ninth level would surely bring him great benefits.
The others might have already gotten the benefits. Come to think of it, it must be a targeted training. Otherwise, he would not have run into a monster after running for so long.
If it was not targeted at him, what was the point of the Nirvana Tower's existence? Could it be that they wanted him to engage in a meaningless, crushing battle?
If that was the case, he could just give his battles an S or above rating.
As for why he judged the others to get the benefits? It was simple. Tang Ling was certain that the higher one's strength was, the harder the corresponding training would be. Even if he was not the strongest among the young geniuses, he was definitely at the top.
In other words, the difficulty of the training for others would be lower and it would be easier for him to see through them. Since they were all young geniuses, none of them were idiots, so it was normal for them to get the benefits.
If that was the case, how could Tang Ling be satisfied that he could not get the training just because he did not find the right way?
The Nirvana Tower would not do something useless, so there must be a way.
With that in mind, Tang Ling firmly believed in it. He even despised himself for having the thought of clearing the stage with the Nirvana Tower.
Tang Ling's thoughts made people exclaim in admiration at his wisdom again! Just from the name of the Nirvana Tower and its rules, he was able to deduce a lot of correct things.
For example, the monsters that Han Xing encountered were all related to the use of swords.
For example, the monsters that Fatty encountered were insectoids, which was related to his mysterious spirit that could control animals.
Another example would be Lancaster, who fought against intelligent creatures in a way similar to playing chess.
As for Ro Li, he encountered the Shadow Tribe that was immune to physical elemental attacks when he turned into a shadow.
"So, there must be a way." Tang Ling rested for almost a minute, and the time he could stay on the sixth and a half floors was running out.
At this point, he had recovered more than 70% of his mental power. At this time, he still had one more skill to test.
Even if the skill failed, it didn't matter.
"We will definitely find it!" Tang Ling stood up and slightly opened his legs. He then raised his hands in front of his chest and performed a mysterious hand gesture.
**
"These old fellows, are they crazy? How stubborn must he be to stop us from interfering?! "Kun was still indignant as he slammed his hands on the counter.
By then, he had already arrived at the Mysterious Store. No matter what the result of this application was, the Mysterious Store would have to open for business soon. This was also what the old guys wanted.
The exact words were, 'Now that we have begun the final phase of the plan, all the warehouses will be opened.'
"Though it is forbidden to interfere. However, we are not completely indifferent to the danger that lies ahead. Give out the rewards as soon as possible so that the youths in the crisis can familiarize themselves with and use their rewards as soon as possible. "
"Motherf * cker, what the hell is this?!" Kun cursed, which was rare for him.
Ya stood beside Kun and said, "Kun, this isn't the decision of those old guys, ahem, the elders. She said it to you herself. Are you scolding her? "
"Of course not! How dare I scold the old lady? What's wrong with scolding myself? " Kun was no longer indignant when he turned around. His indescribably beautiful face was replaced with a sweet smile when he looked at Ya.
Ya pouted and ignored Kun's sophistry. He said seriously, "Since it's her decision, she must have her reasons. I would rather believe that now isn't the best time to interfere. "
Kun said in disdain, "You sure are obedient. If now isn't the time to interfere, when will it be? Do you really know what's going on? That mermaid kid has gone crazy. "
"Kun, are you going to risk your life to …" Ya looked serious.
"No, why would I? I haven't recovered from the punishment last time. "Kun put on the sweet smile again.
Ya did not buy it. He sighed and said, "You don't have to lie to me either. But this time, there's really no need to interfere. I can tell you some insider news. "
"What is it?" Kun raised a curious brow.
"Before I left, Elder Cybel told me something. Before we came here, she went to Enlightenment Cave," Ya told Kun softly.
Kun's expression changed repeatedly when he heard that. After a few seconds of silence, he flung his sleeves and said, "Okay, I got it.
Let's see how Tang Ling is doing after leaving for a while. I'm worried that even if he makes it to the ninth and a half level, he might not be able to find a perfect solution. "
As he spoke, Kun waved his hand and brought up the image.
Ya stopped him. "Forget it. Let's open for business first. I'll also open for business to buy more time for the young ones.
As for Tang Ling, he shouldn't be in danger. Whether or not he can be tempered in the first nine levels will depend on his luck. After all, he's just a soon-to-be Purple Moon Warrior. It's too much to ask of him like this. Moreover, the benefits he can get from clearing the ninth and a half level are already … "
"What?!" Before Ya could finish, Kun's astonished voice echoed in his ears. Did Tang Ling come up with something again?
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