Thus, Irin obediently began to chop wood again.
If the hard "Yinghuai Wood" could be considered as firewood …
Yesterday, Li Changge was beaten black and blue by the Yinghuai Wood stick, and his face was almost disfigured.
Irin did not start immediately. Instead, she narrowed her eyes and carefully observed the place where the old Ghost Hunter had chopped.
Irin's spirit attribute was now extraordinary.
Her insight had also reached a terrifying level.
"Minute Subtlety."
"I see …"
Irin finally understood how the old Ghost Hunter used the rusty axe to chop the Yinghuai Wood so easily.
Her smooth movements were like moving clouds and flowing water.
It was as if the Yinghuai Wood had separated on its own, unlike Irin who had forced it.
Irin also finally understood why the back of the wooden board was smooth and delicate, without any burrs.
The old Ghost Hunter actually cut the Yinghuai Wood according to the grain of the Yinghuai Wood.
Instead of … cutting it open.
The difference was like the difference between heaven and earth.
However, understanding it was one thing, and being able to do it was another.
Irin turned her head and asked, "How did you do it?"
"Hehe …"
“？”
"Hehe."
The old Ghost Hunter smiled sinisterly. It seemed that he was unwilling to reveal the secret.
Irin tilted her head and hesitated for a while.
This "a while" was really just a short while.
Irin could guarantee with her dignity.
It was definitely not long.
A second later, Irin looked directly at the old Ghost Hunter and said loudly, "From now on, let the world feel pain."
The old Ghost Hunter: "?"
As soon as Irin finished speaking, the old Ghost Hunter's body trembled. He squatted on the ground and twitched non-stop as if he had epilepsy. His eyes were filled with horror.
"Fear."
Three seconds later, the old Ghost Hunter held his head with one hand and panted heavily. It seemed that he had not recovered from the terrifying illusion.
"You!"
The old Ghost Hunter's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"From now on, let the world feel pain."
ComboX2。
In the next second, the old Ghost Hunter's vision turned black, and he fell into complete darkness.
He reached out his hand and felt in front of him. A trace of horror flashed through his eyes.
"Blinding."
Irin was now very familiar with "Calamity Affliction". She could basically guess what kind of debuff the other party was afflicted with from their reactions.
Another three seconds passed.
The old ghost hunter recovered from the "blinded" state, but before he could say anything, the old ghost hunter —
"From now on, let the world feel pain."
ComboX3。
Now that Irin had enough Spiritual Energy Points to squander, she did not hesitate to unleash three consecutive disasters. She wanted the old ghost hunter to be beaten up by society so that he could experience the dangers of the new generation of ghost hunters.
To Irin, this was purely a practice for her skills.
The old ghost hunter's eyes, which had just recovered, became confused again. He started walking in circles on the spot.
Slap.
Suddenly, he tripped and fell straight to the ground. Blood splattered everywhere as he faced the ground.
"Chaos."
The old ghost hunter struggled to get up from the ground.
There was a hint of hidden vigilance in his eyes as he looked at Yi Lin.
Irin smiled and said in a warm tone, "Actually … I don't like to force people."
'You f * cking call this not forcing people?
If you force yourself, won't you go to heaven? '
The old ghost hunter almost cursed out loud, but when he thought of the terrifying "three consecutive disasters", he swallowed his curses.
Aggrieved.
Gulp.
The old ghost hunter glared at Irin.
Irin added, "I can play for a whole day, do you believe me?"
“！”
The old ghost hunter's body went limp, and he looked dejected.
After a while, he could not help but ask, "What … is this power of yours?"
"How many years have you been here? The skills of ghost hunters outside are improving very quickly, okay? This is the newly developed ghost hunting skill. "
"Ghost hunting skill?"
The old ghost hunter mumbled to himself with a shocked expression. It seemed that he actually believed it.
Irin was not in a hurry. Then, word by word, she slowly shook the skill forward. "From now on …"
"Stop!"
The old ghost hunter was indeed scared.
He picked up the rusty axe on the ground with one hand, his expression blank.
'Even Nie Hongxiu couldn't withstand three consecutive hits, let alone you?'
Irin sneered in her heart.
"The most important thing is … breathing."
The old ghost hunter closed his eyes.
In an instant, he, who was holding the axe with one hand, was as still as a mountain. Slowly, he emitted a majestic aura.
Like a mountain.
Irin focused all her attention and spread out her "sense of touch", unknowingly surrounding the old ghost hunter.
"Hmm?"
The old ghost hunter suddenly felt that the atmosphere around him was not right, but he did not take it to heart. Instead, he continued to get into the zone and said slowly,
"There is a technique to breathing."
"Different breathing methods can produce different effects."
The old ghost hunter suddenly started to breathe in a strange rhythm.
Yesterday, when the old ghost hunter was chopping the firewood, his speed was so fast that Irin did not have time to study it carefully.
Compared to yesterday, Irin's spirit attribute was like heaven and earth. Coupled with the scattered "sense of touch", at this moment, he could feel every change in the old ghost hunter's body, even the slightest tremble of his breathing muscles.
"Use your own unique breath … to feel the breath of all things …"
The old ghost hunter's words suddenly became mysterious.
Something seemed wrong.
But that was not important.
However, Irin's attention was not on that. He ignored the old ghost hunter's mysterious words. Instead, he focused on copying the old ghost hunter's unique breathing rhythm.
Breathing … lungs … heartbeat … wrist … angle … strength …
Exhale … inhale … exhale …
If it were not for the current Irin, even if the old ghost hunter demonstrated ten thousand times, Irin might not be able to grasp the essence of the subtle changes in the breathing rhythm.
But now …
After a short moment of preparation, the old ghost hunter's eyes shone brightly. He stared at the wooden board in front of him, and the rusted axe in his hand chopped down at a moderate speed.
It looked like an ordinary chop.
However, at this moment, Irin's "senses" seemed to contain the mystery of all things.
Hiss —
He raised his hand.
The axe fell.
The wooden board was split into two.
The trajectory of the axe fell was not obscure at all. It was natural, and it felt as if the wooden board had split on its own.
"Do you understand?"
After the old ghost hunter finished his demonstration, he turned around and looked at Irin.
In his opinion, this "breathing method" was not something that could be learned overnight.
Even for him, it had taken him many years to comprehend the breathing technique.
It was a skill that he had learned from fighting.
If he could not go deep into hell, how could he learn this amazing power?
Haha.
So what if I teach you?
In any case, everyone would die on this mountain.
In this Haunted-mist Mountain.
Sigh.
The old ghost hunter sighed.
He was ready to demonstrate again.
Anyway, the old ghost hunter was sure that Irin could not understand or comprehend it. There was no difference whether he demonstrated it once or twice. The result would be the same.
"Understood."
The old ghost hunter's axe was already halfway raised.
"Hmm? What did you say? "
The old ghost hunter widened his eyes, thinking that he had misheard.
Irin chuckled, took the rusted axe from the old ghost hunter's hand, and placed another wooden board on the stake.
"Wait, you can use your saber … saber … saber … saber …"
Smack.
Irin had already dropped the axe.
The wooden board …
Split into two!
"Isn't this quite simple?"
He looked at the axe again. It was intact, without any chip.
"How is this possible!"
The old ghost hunter's eyes were suddenly bloodshot.
This "breathing method", he had spent almost ten years to master …
Luck, it must be luck!
How was this possible!
Impossible!
He watched as Irin placed another wooden board.
Smack.
Another one.
Smack, smack.
Irin struck twice with the axe.
The wooden board split into three.
"…"
Irin put down the axe and did not continue to chop.
Because a line of words had already appeared in front of his eyes.
…
[Congratulations to apostle 1010 for comprehending and strengthening by yourself through unremitting efforts and amazing perseverance. Grade … "A"!]
[Please name the strengthening, apostle 1010.]
He thought for a moment.
Irin smiled slightly and did not hesitate.
"Killing technique."
Breathing method?
Everything was just a killing technique.
Irin was very satisfied with his taste in naming.
[Naming successful!]
…
[Killing technique]
[Grade] A-
[Effect] Greatly reduces the defense of "carbon-based life forms", has a special effect on defensive skills.
[Description] The legendary ghost hunter, Nie Xiu, comprehended the breathing method by himself after experiencing the "massacre of ten thousand people".
…
"Oh? This' strengthening 'is actually A-? "
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