"This defense … it's unimaginable! I've only been meditating for a few days, and yet … "
He pulled out the knife with a swish.
Because he did not have an accurate instrument to measure it, he could not calculate the minute changes.
Lin Sheng stood where he was, and looked at his fist. There was no red on it at all!
But in truth, it was just a trick. Be it in terms of physique or technique, he was far behind.
Soon, he returned to the clearing.
But Lin Sheng did not mind.
He then followed the path between the flower beds, twisting and turning until he reached the most deserted clearing.
The knife was the length of a palm, used to peel fruits. It was only the width of a knuckle.
The tree shook, and a few leaves fell.
His fist … did not hurt at all …
"Too bad, the Legacy Tome did not record the use of this Ashen Seal. It only talked about learning requirements and other miscellaneous information. "
"What's going on?" Lin Sheng was startled, and carefully examined his palm.
Without hesitation, he clenched his fist and punched the wooden pillar of the pavilion.
Then, he began to exert more strength, and stabbed again.
This time was no exception. He first put his bag on the stone bench, and did some warm-up exercises.
He did not bring a real sword this time, mainly to practice meditation.
He was puzzled.
Lin Sheng saw the rust, and quickly looked at his palm.
"Pressure?" Lin Sheng was puzzled.
This was a knife, and he had used seventy to eighty percent of his strength. If it was anyone else, the knife would have pierced through half of their palm.
His brows furrowed, a little uncertain.
What surprised him was that he clearly felt a stab just now. But now, there was no mark on his palm at all?
Unexpectedly, he pressed his hand on the stone bench, and a slight pain came from his palm.
The weather was cool, not too hot or too cold, and he stood in the clearing in his school uniform, which attracted the attention of a few passersby.
But the result was that his fist did not hurt, and there was a shallow mark on the tree bark. That was a lot of dead tree bark that had been punched off.
Lin Sheng gripped the hilt of the knife, and lightly stabbed his palm.
He slowly opened his eyes. With a trace of exhaustion, he walked to the pavilion and sat down to rest.
He picked up the knife and saw that there was a tiny wound on his palm that was oozing blood.
Soon, he stood still and closed his eyes to meditate on the runes of the Ashen Seal.
Soon, they arrived at the park.
He could feel that the moment his fist smashed into the tree bark, the impact was completely reflected on the skin of his fist.
After thinking for a while, he felt that he had rested enough. He placed his hand on the side and prepared to get up to continue meditating.
After turning around, Lin Sheng saw the scene of the accident from the car.
"Ever since I got the Ashen Seal, I've been training for several days. I don't feel any obvious effect. "
Lin Sheng was shocked.
"This effect is awesome!"
Overjoyed, he got up and walked out of the pavilion. He punched the rough tree.
"Let's try this!" Lin Sheng picked up a stone from the ground, turned it to a sharp angle, and smashed it against the back of his hand.
After all, he had been training for so long, wielding a metal sword that weighed five kilograms every day. It would be strange if his strength did not increase.
The taxi slowed down along the road.
Lin Sheng quickly retracted his hand and looked at the stone stool.
Along the way, the driver had been a chatterbox, worrying about the country and its people, from current affairs and politics to the trivial matters of the surroundings.
The originally neat lawn in the open space had been trampled down, and one side was even next to the river. The air circulation was good.
"But thinking back, after meditating for the past few days, I feel that the training has become lighter. Am I getting used to it, or is the Ashen Seal taking effect? "
The tip of the knife stabbed into the palm of his hand.
"Is this a lot?" Lin Sheng could tell that something was wrong from the driver's tone.
After making sure that there was no injury, his eyes immediately fell on the thumbtack.
"It feels like I'm wearing a thick leather glove." Lin Sheng touched the surface of his fist in awe.
This was peace without nuclear bombs. Just because of a large rare mineral deposit, it caused a conflict between two countries.
The thumbtack was silver in color, with the tip pointing up. There was some rust on the tip. Who knew how long it had been there.
"Could it be?" He suddenly thought of something.
"Hmm?"
"Quite a lot." The driver replied as he turned the steering wheel. "The political situation is not stable. Our port, border, and security are not easy to manage. There are too many foreigners, and Celine is under a lot of pressure … "
Along the gravel road, he turned left and right, and soon reached the depths of the park.
He knew very well that although he had killed the Level Two elite warrior, the rotten swordsman, in the dream.
He exerted more force, almost using seventy to eighty percent of his strength.
The tip of the stone broke.
* Bam!! *
Lin Sheng raised the back of his hand. There was no pain, as if even his bones were protected by something.
The driver explained in a low voice.
After a while, he finished one round of meditation.
In his excitement, he was no longer in the mood to continue training. He packed his things, carried his bag, and quickly left the open space. He bought a knife from a small shop near the park.
He now somewhat understood what the so-called shelter meant.
This time, Lin Sheng felt a stab of pain.
The pillar did not move.
Lin Sheng fell silent.
Lin Sheng usually trained in the open space, and when he was tired, he would go to the pavilion to sit down and rest.
A large truck full of steel pipes slammed into a black car.
There was a thumbtack on the stone bench!
Lin Sheng paid the driver and got out of the car, and walked into the sparsely populated Rainbow Park.
"According to the standards of Blackfeather City, I should be a standard Level One warrior now. My physical fitness is definitely not up to the standard of a Level Two warrior. "
The entire front half of the car was flattened. There was blood seeping out of the driver's seat.
A large part of the reason was that the country was not strong, and the country was rich in resources, causing other powerful countries to covet its mineral resources and infiltrate and suppress it.
What he cared about was the use of the Ashen Seal runes.
"What a strong defense …"
Lin Sheng was shocked.
There was a white spot left by the stone dust on the back of his hand.
"Looks like he's not going to make it." The taxi driver sighed. "The truck driver is not here. It must be a hit-and-run. I don't know if the police can catch him. This world … Sigh. "
He had been training here for a long time, and had found a fixed spot.
He had always valued this Ashen Seal rune, and would spend a lot of time meditating on it every day.
* Bam. *
* Bam. *
"It's about the Red Barren ores. Celine and Redwin have been arguing for so long, and the conflict is getting worse. I heard that our port cities are often infiltrated by Redwin's spies, and they would catch a few of them every once in a while. "
It did not hurt, and there was no reaction on his skin.
It was just a slight itch.
Only now did he suddenly realize that his skin seemed to have suddenly become tougher and harder to scratch.
The reason Celine's technology and economy could not improve, and the country was getting more and more unstable.
The most suitable thing was that there was a simple pavilion on the side where people could sit and rest.
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