Chapter 25 The power that belongs entirely to me (please read it!!!)
"Late training?"
Looking at the three large pieces of pure black iron at Yunchuan's feet, the heavy voice just now still vaguely echoed in his ears.
Yahiko looked at Kumokawa, whose upper body was naked, with a twitching face, and reasonably questioned the so-called training he said: "You call this evening training?"
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Yun Chuan turned sideways to the two of them, stepped on the mat with his bare feet, and quietly faced the street outside the window.
He also held a black short knife in his hand, standing in front of him in a swinging motion.
Feet, legs, waist, spine, arms, hands...
A standard and stable open stance stabilizes the core of the abdominal muscles, like a rock standing there.
Even laymen Yahiko and Konan can see the power of the movement.
"How do you think I got to where I am today?" Yunchuan said calmly when faced with Yahiko's question.
He took half a step back slightly, breaking the still movement, and clenched the dagger in his hand. The muscles in his body were tense, and the blood vessels in his arms were slightly protruding.
Buzz! !
The frightening evil wind was accompanied by a sharp scream, and the short knife with a blade as cold as autumn water was swung out, drawing several arcs of light in the air.
Flash Scabbard·Eight o'clock rush!
After several high-speed slashes, Yunchuan took advantage of the situation and retracted the short sword without any pause.
Immediately, he repeated the eight-point rush, exerting all his strength and speed without any intention of holding back any force.
"..."
In the few seconds that Yahiko and Konan were stunned while watching this scene, Kumokawa had already completed the "Flash Sheath Eight O'clock Rush" more than ten times in a row.
It wasn't until he slashed nearly a hundred times in succession that his movements gradually became slower.
Even so, Yunchuan's movements were still not out of shape at all. He was like a ruthless slashing machine, silently repeating these terrifying slashing movements.
Yahiko couldn't help but concentrate slightly, staring at Kumokawa's movements, observing and thinking about the angle, strength, and speed of his slashes...
"One hundred and fifty-one, one hundred and fifty-two, one hundred and fifty-three..." Xiaonan beside him subconsciously counted in his heart.
The two of them looked at Yunchuan who kept swinging his sword with gleaming eyes, and they unanimously and tacitly agreed not to disturb him.
It seems that he can see Yun Chuan's unusual heaviness and solemnity at this time, and it seems that he can't bear to interrupt such an action with great speed and power.
Click... click...
They kept slashing continuously until the 171st time. Both Yahiko and Yahiko could hear Kumokawa's breathing becoming deeper, and it was obvious that the other's body was approaching the limit of stress.
Sweat gradually seeped out from the pores, sliding across the angular body and falling to the ground. The muscles seemed to have a steel-like color, entangled like steel bars to withstand the tearing.
"Two hundred and twenty-three, two hundred and twenty-four..."
Xiaonan, who had already murmured, tensed up her cheeks slightly, but the 225th attack was still delayed.
Yunchuan's knife-holding arm was trembling slightly, and he could barely maintain the movement of raising his hand.
Creak! Creak!
Yahiko gritted his teeth in a sour way, as if he heard the groaning of his arm muscles, and thought to himself: "Is this level enough?"
Pushing his body to the limit bit by bit, his so-called evening training is simply self-abuse!
This kind of training...
They were in a stalemate like this for several minutes, and Yahiko, who was silent, opened his mouth slightly.
When he wanted to speak out to dissuade Yun Chuan, he saw Yun Chuan slowly closing his eyes.
"call……"
The expression on the sweat-soaked face became as calm as water, just like the word "quiet" in the painting behind him.
Yahiko and the two subconsciously held their breath, and the world seemed to become silent at this moment.
I don’t know how long it took.
When Yun Chuan opened his blue eyes again, they were even deeper than the stars and moon above the clouds and mist.
At this time, Yahiko and Konan felt a chill to their bones.
Buzz! !
When they heard the terrifying and sharp howling wind, the two of them did not have any consciousness in their minds, and their bodies suddenly took a step away for no reason.
The movement was so fast that it was almost instantaneous, and the force was so strong that he fell to the ground.
"……what happened?"
Yahiko fell to the ground, his left hand pressed on the ground behind him, and his right hand touched his neck.
All I could touch was rough skin, but there was no moist feeling as expected.
That feeling just now...
Just like your eyes will automatically close when the tip of a needle flies towards them, this action is completely done by the body itself, and it is an evasive action made by instinctively detecting threats.
What did he just do?
Thinking of this, Yahiko raised his head blankly and looked at the figure in the distance.
From beginning to end, he didn't move even half a step, not even facing them.
His whole body was shrouded in a thin mist of sweat, and only a hint of blue could be seen in the mist.
"call!"
Yumukawa exhaled and spit out the white mist snake.
The next moment, his mind moved, and the panel came to mind.
[Villain Template System]
【Main Template】
[Name: Tsukimi Sato Kumikawa [∞]]
[Level: Level 4]
[Fourth dimension: Strength D→C, speed C→B, spirit B+, energy F]
[Ability: ①Facial Senses System—Clean Eyes [91%] ②Physique Control System—Seven Nights of Assassination [99%→100%]; Breath Concealment [99%→100%]; ③Material Control System—Deadly Projection [24%] 】
[Subtemplate (3/4): ① Nanaya Takashi [Murderer] ② Bullseye [Adamantium Alloy] ③ Xiaodama [Stand-in·Cat Grass]]
[Level advancement: level four → level five, 3000 points required (increases the number of tasks that can be accepted and the number of templates that can be loaded)]
[Available tasks: 0/2]
[Points held: 2200]
Boom! !
Yun Chuan looked down at his hand, shook it vigorously, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth: "This feeling is really fascinating."
He could clearly feel the blood rushing through his body, and the tired cells seemed to be injected with new vitality. The energy that had been exhausted once again emerged, and unparalleled power surged from his limbs.
If in the past he was a furnace with restrained flames but still bright, now he is an active volcano that seems silent but surges with magma!
A terrifying and silent sense of sharpness is hidden in this body.
This is the power that is fully mastered and truly his.
The "template" only gives him "ability" and does not give him the "physique" of the character. The quality of the template also represents "potential".
Even if you obtain the highest level red template, you cannot become invincible in the blink of an eye.
No matter how strong the assassination skills are, no matter how strong the short sword skills are, no matter how strong the character abilities are...
All require Yunchuan to have a strong enough physical fitness to be able to exert the true power of his ability itself.
And that four-dimensional data is a rough calculation of his physical fitness.
From low to high, from F to S, his current physical development is not yet mature, and he still has a long way to go.
Also, the abilities of the loaded character templates can be fully mastered as long as the proficiency reaches 100%.
It can be used even if it does not occupy the loading capacity of the template, and it can even exert more power than the original owner.
"The Seven Nights Assassination Technique and Aura Concealment, I have finally mastered it after so long." Yunchuan nodded slightly, raised his eyes and looked at the two little ones in front of him.
But before he could react.
But he saw Yahiko getting up and rushing over!
"Boss Yunchuan!"
Yahiko took a big step back with a serious expression, and then suddenly bowed nearly 180 degrees.
The majestic look was like a heavy knife falling, and even a sharp wind howled, and Yunchuan's forehead was blown up.
"I'm sorry!" He leaned over and shouted loudly, "I was wrong before! I'm very sorry!"
Seeing Yahiko suddenly salute him, Yunchuan subconsciously took half a step back to avoid the wind caused by Yahiko's sudden bow.
"No, if it's just that kind of thing, it doesn't have to be like this..."
Yun Chuan's eyes twitched, his expression was rare and speechless, and he said bluntly: "If I were walking on my own road and every time there was a barking dog on the roadside, I would stop and throw stones at it, then I would never reach my destination. "
Shallow-minded people often get angry with curses and happy with praises, but Yun Chuan doesn't care.
The higher a person flies, the smaller he becomes in the eyes of those who cannot fly.
However, Yahiko's next reaction was beyond Yunchuan's expectations.
"No, please forgive me for being rude. This is my long-cherished wish in life!"
In response to Yunchuan's sarcastic answer, Yahiko, who was always emotional, did not even raise his head. He held out his hand in a bowing posture and said sincerely: "If you can, please teach me to become stronger!"
Behind him, after hearing Yahiko's words, Konan, who was originally silent, was stunned, and suddenly felt his heart beat. The hand hidden behind his back gently shook the paper flower, and an impulse surged in his heart.
Immediately, she silently took a step forward, raised her hands in front of her, and handed over the blue paper flower.
"..."
Looking at the two people with different motives but the same meaning, Yunchuan narrowed his eyes slightly in an intriguing way.
The whole room fell into a brief silence.
It wasn't until a drop of sweat dripped down Xiao Nan's temples that he suddenly felt a hand take over the paper flower.
Subconsciously she raised her face in surprise, only to see Yun Chuan holding the paper flower and inserting it into her light blue-purple hair.
"remember."
A smile appeared on Yun Chuan's face and he said meaningfully: "This is your own choice. Let me see your determination."
