Chapter 3: Practice in Blood

After lunch, Luo Feng put on his combat uniform, and carried eight 6-series flying knives and two 9-series flying knives on the outer knife bag on his legs. He carried a six-edged shield and a battle knife. Luo Feng left the warrior supply base.

Today, the sky is gloomy.

"The weather is cool." Luo Feng didn't draw his sword and just stride forward in the wilderness. The wilderness ahead may have been a fertile field in the past, but decades have passed and now it is full of weeds. Luo Feng found a relatively short road to move forward.

After crossing the country, walking quickly along the dilapidated expressway for more than half an hour, we arrived at County No. 0231.

"puff!"

Luo Feng cut off the tail of a tiger mastiff and took out the tendon and put it into his backpack. Although it was nearly a hundred miles away from the supply base to the county town, Luo Feng had killed more than a dozen ordinary beast-level monsters.

"You can make money with free training every day. Where can I find such a thing?" Luo Feng smiled slightly, walking in a dilapidated residential community, but there were many monsters hidden in this deserted community. When Luo Feng looked up, he saw the figure of a monster on the third floor of a residential building in front of him.

"Officially start practicing!"

Luo Feng suddenly kicked the ground, and a rumbling sound made the cement floor crack, like a shell directly shot towards the balcony on the third floor.

The day of killing begins!

...

Time passed day by day, and since Luo Feng had been hiding in this county town No. 0231 for a long time, a large number of monsters in this county town have suffered. Luo Feng did not kill them directly like other warriors, but instead fought with the monsters as a training exercise, and finally took action! Every time Luo Feng brought a pack of important materials for the monsters into the supply base.

Wang Wei from the supply base was also surprised by Luo Feng's efficiency.

The third day of Luo Feng’s cultivation.

"Well, it seems that you killed 198 monsters today, more than a dozen fewer than yesterday, and most of them are high-level beast soldiers. I'll make up for you a fraction of them, 1.5 million. How about it?"

The seventh day of Luo Feng’s cultivation.

"Damn, Luo Feng, you're so crazy. You killed 210 more days? Well, I'll count 1.6 million for you! We haven't traded once or twice, brother, I'll tell you that it's not that easy to kill ordinary beast-level monsters! Many beast-level monsters are in groups, and you can't be so smooth every time, be careful not to be surrounded by beasts."

The 16th day of Luo Feng’s cultivation.

"Crazy, today is so good, I only killed 182 heads? But the quality of the materials is good, and there are snake monsters. Well, I'll give you 1.5 million."

The 21st day of Luo Feng’s cultivation.

"Crazy, tell me, did you find that there is only a single lone beast soldier-level monster in a certain place? And after killing one, another soon appeared?"

...

The warrior supply base is so big that it cannot be hidden at all. The story about Luo Feng quickly spread throughout the supply base, a madman who only knows how to kill ordinary beast soldiers and monsters every day to make money! The so-called quantity and quality supplement, a primary beast general level may exceed tens of millions. But one thousand advanced beast soldiers can catch up.

but--

Killing a thousand high-level beast soldiers-level monsters is even more difficult than killing a junior beast general!

Because very few beast-level monsters are solo, most of them are group activities.

"That lunatic Luo Feng is too cruel to kill beast-level monsters. How did he do it? He can kill so many every day?"

"Who knows, who will be willing to tell this secret? But I heard that he can earn more than one million a day, nearly two million. If this continues, he can earn 500 million a month! In a year, that's 500 million or 600 million. It's comparable to a powerful warrior-level expert."

"All people can't stand it when killing beast-level monsters every day, right?"

"I don't know, anyway, that lunatic has been like this for more than a month."

In the supply base, there are countless discussions about Luo Feng.

For warrior-level warriors, they envy Luo Feng because warrior-level warriors have poor money-making ability. It should be noted that even high-level warrior-level such as Zhang Zehu and Wei Qiang can only be 50 to 60 million a year. For those primary and intermediate warrior-level warrior-level, it would be good to have 10 million a year. Luo Feng can have 50 to 60 million a month!

crazy!

Of course, for warriors, they are just amazement, they won’t waste their time so bored.

For the powerful war god who occasionally enters the supply base, I will only sigh: "This young man is so crazy and interesting."

On November 29, 2056, the sky was gloomy and the wind was howling.

On the first floor of a supermarket mall, dozens of huge unicorn wild boars roared one by one, constantly besieging a human young man in the center. For a moment, the roaring sound kept fluttering in the supermarket, and some shelves had been smashed to pieces. The unicorn wild boars were completely crazy and attacked wildly!

And this young human, with a six-edged shield in one hand and a blood shadow sword in the other hand, shaking rapidly like a butterfly, vaguely producing several vague afterimages.

One word, fast!

"Take a knife!"

Luo Feng, who had been dodging, moved the blood shadow sword in his hand in an instant, and there was a faint thunder sound at this moment. Oh, to be precise, it was the sound of the sword speed reaching a certain level to make the air rush. Each knife cut across the neck of the unicorn wild boar, which was extremely accurate. It was even more amazing in line with his pace.

Although there are many unicorn wild boars, only two or three can attack Luo Feng at the same time.

Moreover, whenever he kills one or two heads, Luo Feng can always find some gaps with the body of the dead monster to avoid being hit by the beast group. This ability to accurately grasp space is even beyond the reach of most general-level warriors.

"puff!"

The blood of the horned wild boar was soaring out like tap water. In just a moment, most of the dozens of horned wild boars died, and more than a dozen horned wild boars turned around and ran away when they saw that the situation was not good.

"This is not good, it's not high-level beast soldiers. It's not worth it." Among the dead unicorn wild boar corpses, Luo Feng picked nineteen of the high-level beast soldiers monsters, cut off their horns and put them in his backpack. "The high-level beast soldiers' horns can be sold to the underground alliance for about 8,000 yuan."

As for the other horned wild boar corpses, Luo Feng was too lazy to pay attention to them.

In fact, Luo Feng doesn't like picking horns of a wild boar, because the horns are quite heavy and the price is average. After all, the backpack is so big. Therefore, Luo Feng is also picky in picking materials. The number of monsters he actually kills every day is more than 300.

There is no way, who makes those pigs and dog monsters so fertile?

Leaving the bloody supermarket, Luo Feng came to the rooftop of an ordinary six-story residential building and sat down to rest.

"After more than fifty days of training, my body skills can barely be considered to be 'into the micro level'." Luo Feng summarized that after such a long period of training, his daily practice was not for the purpose of killing. Every time he fought with a group of small monsters, Luo Feng would first conduct body skills training and finally kill them.

That's it, Luo Feng is very efficient.

Of course... Luo Feng also encountered more than twenty crises in these fifty days. After all, the roar of monsters during the killing process occasionally attracts more monsters. Faced with the crazy charge of hundreds or even thousands of monsters, Luo Feng could only escape in a panic with his spiritual power!

It can be said that without the power of mental energy, Luo Feng may have died more than twenty times!

But relying on his spiritual power, Luo Feng was able to hone his body skills so crazily. For more than eight hours a day, a large number of monsters were siegeing wildly! Luo Feng's body skills were honed, and his effect was more effective in hone his body skills than the practice effect of ordinary warriors in the wilderness area in one month. How many times does ordinary warriors enter the wilderness area a year?

After the training of these fifty days, and with the flowing body technique of "Nine-Level Thunder Knife", Luo Feng finally barely stepped into the "micro-level".

"The body movement has entered the micro level."

"But, my sword technique is still the first level of thunder sword." Luo Feng has been trying to emit two more secret powers, but unfortunately, he can only emit one more secret power on the basis of the attack! However, Luo Feng has increased his precise control of the body's strength by many times. You must know...

In the past fifty days, Luo Feng killed more than 10,000 monsters!

There are more than 10,000 heads, I'm afraid that most warriors will not be able to kill so many monsters in their lifetime. Such a huge number has also created Luo Feng's accurate, straightforward and neat sword techniques!

The greatest contribution to Luo Feng in these fifty days is experience, experience in fighting between life and death, as well as his amazing calmness and judgment! He can now calmly find opportunities between life and death, and then take action! This ability is definitely achieved by every micro-level cultivator.

"It's already five o'clock in the afternoon, it's time to go back."

Luo Feng looked at the communication watch, and jumped down from the rooftop with his backpack on his backpack...

After a moment.

Luo Feng was in a good mood while walking on the expressway. Suddenly, Luo Feng felt a faint vibration behind him. He turned around and saw three figures running in panic in the distance north of the expressway, sometimes running and sometimes jumping more than ten meters away. These three figures were extremely fast!

"Then is the one running ahead... Wan Dong?"

Luo Feng recognized at a glance that one of the three people who fled in a panic was Wan Dong, the only one who could compete with him in the actual combat assessment of the warriors!

Behind them was a black monster. Each monster was only about thirty centimeters in size, which was just a little larger than a human palm. However, the tide-like beast tide composed of these small monsters made Wan Dong and the other two throw away the swords, shields and others to run away desperately!

"Rat Tide?" Luo Feng was frightened. The Rat Tide, also known as the Rat Tide, is called the Rat Tide. Even a powerful man of the God-level War, will undoubtedly die once he is surrounded by the endless Rat Tide.

This black tide of rats looks not boundless, it is spread across the entire expressway, and the length is 100 meters long. With the length of each rat beast of thirty centimeters, this tide of rats definitely has tens of thousands of monsters, which is already considered a small tide of rats. Even warriors of warriors will be swallowed and killed!

So Luo Feng only has one choice...
Chapter completed!