Doomsday simulator, I prove extraordinary with kendo

Chapter 62

After reading the diary, Zhao Cheng went to deal with the enhancement stone he just got. This one, together with the one he exchanged for the source point in the store last time, just strengthened the empty robbery to +2.
With a thought, immediately, on the panel, the +1 on the words Kongjie (White) +1 changed to +2
+2 effect: All attributes increased by 40%
At the same time, tranquility +1 has also become tranquility +2, and the spiritual refining coefficient has become 1.4
Responding to Zhao Cheng's body, that is, above the heart lake of his spiritual world, the long sword hanging on it became brighter and brighter, almost immediately. Zhao Cheng felt that his perception became more delicate and sharp.

On the panel, his spiritual attributes have also increased by 0.1
In this, there is the effect of practicing swords and fighting during this period of time, and there is also part of the reason for the empty robbery.

Anyway, he got a little stronger again.

When Zhao Cheng swung his sword, he could clearly feel the changes in Kongjie's toughness, hardness, and sharpness.

It became easier to cut through the air, and it was reflected in his hands that the speed of his sword was a little faster.

Of course, Zhao Cheng knew that his sword was still too slow for a real master.

It is said that the sword hero in reality, the Sonic Sword, is the most basic operation, and even some powerful swordsmen can barely do it.

After a short rest, Zhao Cheng started to run the map.

During the last simulation, he found a place called Shuiyue Temple, and there was something strange inside.

The translation of this sentence is that the monster inside is stronger than the boxing fanatic and boxing despair who beat him to death with two punches, but not as powerful as the boxing master.

Zhao Cheng didn't think that he could beat the opponent. This time, he just wanted to have a look and make eye contact first.

Too many people were killed by high-intensity monsters, Zhao Cheng had already looked away, and Hexi Mo bullied the young and poor in the 30 years of Hedong and the 30 years of Hexi.

Now he is being beaten, but in the future, when the roles are reversed, he will let them know what cruelty is.

Running wildly all the way, when they reached the approximate location, Zhao Cheng searched carefully, and finally found the place where Shuiyue Temple is located. In fact, the location of Shuiyue Temple is very remote. Although it does not reach the outer ring of the city, it is well hidden. deep.

And under the years, the temple has also been dilapidated. When Zhao Cheng explored it last time, it was far away from here. This time, it took a lot of effort to find it.

After getting close to a certain range, Zhao Cheng vaguely heard the sound of a few bursts of air, like a fist piercing the air, but listening carefully, it didn't feel like it.

This voice is too regular, if it is really punching, unless it is only using the same move all the time.

And Zhao Cheng, did not approach here, but left here first, went to places he had not explored before, continued to run the map, and waited until the calculated time was almost up, then ran back, planning to take a look at it at the last moment What does the little boss he wants to attack in the future look like?

Although the temple is not big, the layout inside is very complicated, twists and turns, like walking in a maze. Zhao Cheng followed the voice and walked straight over the wall. In this temple, many walls are decayed, so it’s okay not to touch it. It will collapse if you touch it.

Fortunately, the monsters in this world don't seem to respond to sound.

With a blood-colored gleam, Zhao Cheng looked at a relatively complete hall in front of him. There was no door in the hall, and the voice came from inside.

Zhao Cheng narrowed his eyes and vaguely saw a thin figure from the back. He cautiously continued to move closer, and only then did he see the whole picture clearly.

It was a bald head, wearing gray clothes, dressed as a monk, compared with other monsters with ridiculous muscles, this monk-like monster has a wrong style of painting.

He is very thin and not tall, about 1.7 meters, which is about the same as Zhao Cheng now, but Zhao Cheng is only sixteen now, and it will not be a problem to grow twenty centimeters taller in the future.

It is obviously impossible for this monk to continue to grow taller.

And this different style of painting also gave Zhao Cheng some reverie.

The martial arts here, isn't it all about increasing body size and strength, and there are other routes.

Zhao Cheng continued to observe, and found that the sound came from the monk's hand. The monk was sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding a black hammer in his hand. It was the kind of mallet used to knock wooden fishes. A material for Tekken.

However, although that strange power gave birth to a mallet, it did not change into a wooden fish.

Zhao Cheng guessed that maybe this thing is one with the monster and cannot be separated, so the monster in front of him can only be waved with a mallet.

That's the empty wave, watching Zhao Cheng's eyelids twitch wildly.

If it is standing and waving, given a long enough distance to vibrate the air and make a sound, this is normal, but sitting cross-legged, such a short distance, and the speed is not fast, it can still vibrate the air. This kind of skill, this kind of power, It's really amazing.

With a mallet like this, if it hits a person, it may not be impossible to die with a single hammer, and the bones will be smashed to pieces.

Although he had such thoughts in his heart, Zhao Cheng still forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and wanted to see what kind of methods the monster in front of him had.

If he didn't even have the courage to test in the simulation, his swordsmanship would be in vain.

Therefore, Zhao Cheng stepped forward again, that is, these few steps, Zhao Cheng actually heard a faint, low, hoarse and extremely unpleasant voice.

This sound was extremely low, and it was covered by the sound of the wooden hammer piercing through the air, so Zhao Cheng didn't notice it before, until now when he got close, he finally heard it.

This was the first time Zhao Cheng saw a monster that could speak, so he immediately planned to listen to what the other party was saying. You must know that even a boxing master had never seen the other party speak.

Zhao Cheng calmed down, even closed his eyes, and exerted his hearing to the extreme, only then could he vaguely recognize the content of the voice.

"Buddha... no... crossing... I... crossing..."

It would take about a minute for the other party to say these five words, which can be said to be extremely slow and extremely distorted. If Zhao Cheng's simulated body has the ability to understand everything, it would be impossible to distinguish them.

Even if you find a local from this world to listen to it, you may feel that you are listening to a book from heaven.

"Is the Buddha not crossing, I will cross; or the Buddha will not cross me, cross?!"

Zhao Cheng thought to himself, and waited for about 3 minutes. When he saw the monster in front of him, he would only repeat this sentence, so he stopped waiting, and immediately raised his sword and moved forward step by step.

Until he was eight meters away from the monster, there was a thunderous sound in his ears, making Zhao Cheng dizzy, and his eyes were completely white.

Immediately afterwards, before Zhao Cheng could react, he saw the monk who was sitting cross-legged appeared in front of him. His frontal face seemed to be a shriveled orange with wrinkles all wrinkled together. Smile, that smile made his face look terrifying like a ghost.

Afterwards, Zhao Cheng only felt that his head was heavy and light, and he lost consciousness.

His head was directly crushed by the wooden hammer.

(End of this chapter)