Lin Sheng was playing with the colorful Sacred Fire in his hand.
These days, he had been analyzing the characteristics of the Sacred Fire. Or rather, he was analyzing the characteristics of his own Sacred Fire.
After the Divine Fire forged his entire body armor, it became a so-called Divine Artifact.
The weight of the armor had been greatly reduced, and it could increase the user's speed to a certain extent. At the same time, it could seal a certain number of creatures inside, and it could be used as a battery.
Lin Sheng had studied it carefully and combined it with Zhao Hongjing's training.
Soon, the plan that was just an idea in his mind was quickly perfected.
Although Zhao Hongjing was talented and had a strong will, it was impossible for him to reach a high level in such a short period of time.
So, in Lin Sheng's plan, there were some minor additions to this point.
Especially the God's Speed divinity, which gave him many wonderful inspirations.
To address these needs, Lin Sheng simply condensed the Sacred Light into Sacred Crystals and threw them into the Sacred Fire to forge.
The result was unexpected. He obtained a new type of Sacred Light that was milder in nature, but had more comprehensive abilities.
Lin Sheng named this Sacred Light as Saint Power.
And what he was going to teach Zhao Hongjing was this new power.
Saint Power's corrosive nature seemed to be slightly weaker because it was not pure enough. But compared to normal Saint Power, it had two more characteristics.
One was the ability to speed up the senses.
The other was to seal the enemy and reform them.
Especially the second ability, it almost developed the ability to reform the enemy's thoughts to the extreme.
The effect was at least three to five times stronger than normal Sacred Light.
Most importantly, Lin Sheng had absolute control over this Saint Power. Absolute control.
Because this Saint Power was forged by his Sacred Fire.
Using the Divine Flame to forge different types of energy so that other types of energy could be imbued with their own imprints. This also allowed Lin Sheng to understand how the ancient gods created their Children of God and their own unique types of energy.
After finding this point, he began to modify the core of the Sacred Crystal Font. Then, he used his own Divine Fire to forge the core.
In this way, the modified Sacred Crystal Font would absorb the Power of Will and convert it into Saint power, which would be Lin Sheng's Saint power of God.
On the other side, Zhao Hongjing had finally reached his limit and could officially start trying to break through it.
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Patter.
Zhao Hongjing stopped in his tracks and stood motionless in his original spot.
His eyes narrowed, and the muscles on his body tensed up, as if he could feel something approaching.
"There's killing intent …" His heart stirred, and his wild instincts rose to the maximum.
In the small alley in front of him, the originally quiet and wide alleyway had now become faintly cold.
Zhao Hongjing had to kill dozens of lizardmen archers every day, and he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't kill them.
At this moment, his murderous aura was so heavy that it was hard for ordinary people to bear it.
If it weren't for Lin Sheng helping him suppress this special trait, he would have been discovered by Zhu Xingchu and the others long ago.
But even so, as his strength increased, he gradually didn't care whether his strength was exposed or not.
This was a strong self-confidence.
So, if the guy in front of him really intended to attack him, then the moment he made a move, Zhao Hongjing would instantly dismember him!
Yes, he was so cruel.
After killing hundreds of lizardmen archers, Zhao Hongjing had already regarded human life as worthless!
In the spiritual illusion, he had tried all kinds of ways to kill the lizardmen.
Cutting them in half, chopping them into minced meat, splitting them into two, chopping them into pieces. Only the head, only the chest, stabbing the heart …
Zhao Hongjing felt that there was a world of difference between him and him two weeks ago.
However, what disappointed him was that the hidden hostility didn't last long before it disappeared abruptly.
Zhao Hongjing looked left and right in confusion. He didn't find any other traces, so he gave up. He continued to walk in the direction of home.
On the right side of the alley he passed through, in a corner, Zhu Xingchu gently retracted his hand and looked at the corpse of the man in black on the ground. He didn't say a word.
"Be careful, don't let anyone in again. This time, I arrived in time. If I had been a little late and something had happened to Zhao Hongjing, you wouldn't be able to pay for it even if you had a few more lives!" Zhu Xingchu shouted coldly at a shadowy corner not far away.
In the shadows, two masked men in black slowly revealed half of their faces and answered in a low voice, "Master, please calm down. Our people can't cover the entire area."
"Where are the others?" Zhu Xingchu asked in a low voice.
Because there were more and more people attacking, the news that Sha You released attracted more and more people who wanted to get their hands on the channel and the secret vault.
So, she had to mobilize all the assassins under her to deal with the current situation first.
Their leader had been very kind to them, so they couldn't let anything happen to his son.
So, as soon as they learned of the situation, all the gold members who supported their leader gathered together for a small meeting to discuss how to protect Zhao Hongjing.
After all, Zhao Hongjing was an ordinary student who had never come into contact with the world of assassins. Faced with all kinds of assassination methods, if he was careless, he could be kidnapped or killed.
So, in terms of security, they had to be very, very careful. They definitely couldn't let anything happen to him.
This was the core consensus of all the leaders.
"Remember! There won't be a next time! "Zhu Xingchu said this and quickly left.
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With a click, the door opened.
Zhao Hongjing put down his school bag, changed his shoes, and closed the door.
His parents were still not home. This made him slightly worried.
He took out his phone and quickly made a call to his father. No one picked up. Then, he called his mom.
His mom got through very quickly. Then, before he could say anything, all kinds of urgent words came from the other side.
His mom seemed to be very busy and anxious. She promised to send him money and the next time she came back. Then, without waiting for Zhao Hongjing to say anything, she hung up.
After hanging up, Zhao Hongjing was relieved that he could get in touch with someone.
Soon, he received a message from his bank account that his living expenses had been transferred on time.
"Today is the day my body reaches its second limit and tries to break through."
He left a message for Holy Light Shines on the Rainbow and then sat alone on the living room floor.
There was a yoga mat on the floor, and he sat quietly on it with his legs crossed. He waited for a reply.
With the help of the holy light and the special training method taught by Lin Sheng, his body had reached the limit that his body could reach in just two weeks.
Now, he could punch nearly a hundred kilograms with a bare-handed punch.
Although it was not very strong, it was the limit of his current body. After all, two weeks ago, most of his bones had been fixed, and he was just an ordinary college dog who only knew how to play games.
But now, a punch of a hundred kilograms could instantly kill or disable an ordinary person if it hit a vital point.
"After today, I will become the real, brand-new me!"
Under Lin Sheng's guidance, Zhao Hongjing was very clear about his advantages. His strength was in Beast Instinct.
Purely in terms of strength and speed, many people were much stronger than him.
But once Beast Instinct was included.
Even someone twice as strong as him would not be able to defeat him easily.
"Are you ready?" — Holy Light Shines on You.
"Ready, teacher." — Invincible Superman.
Zhao Hongjing tore open the shirt on his chest, revealing the blood-colored symbol that had been drawn inside.
It was a rather complicated and exquisite strange symbol, drawn entirely with his own blood.
This was the preparation that he had done before.
"Then, let's begin." The holy light's message had just popped up.
Immediately, the symbol on Zhao Hongjing's chest suddenly lit up with white light.
The white light flashed, like an illusion, appearing and disappearing in an instant. It looked as if nothing had happened.
But at this time, Zhao Hongjing had fallen into the pain of having his soul surrounded by the Saint Power of the Greater God.
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