What is Tang Ling? That monster is absolutely impossible to understand.

However, this does not prevent the monster from transforming when he sees Tang Ling. What might have been misunderstood?

Could Tang Ling explain? Of course he cannot!

Facing the monster's inquiry, Tang Ling was expressionless and waved the Blood Pu Sword and stabbed the monster again!

‘Dang’, the white-robed monster behind the transformation, had extremely fast nerve reactions. Even if Tang Ling launched the attack first, he could easily block it.

His arthropods were extremely hard, far beyond the man in black robe. When he collided with Tang Ling's Blood Pud Sword, he only had a spark, leaving no scars on the monster.

Of course, this is not because the Blood Pu Sword is not powerful enough, but because even if Tang Ling maintains his peak combat power, he cannot exert all its power after transformation.

Because Tang Ling has not yet become a Ziyue warrior, he has no talent... The Blood Pu Sword is a more harder weapon than the S-level alloy in his hands.

What’s even more regrettable is that the Blood Pudding Sword has only been repaired and has not grown yet. It is just the form of a short sword, which also limits the full power of its performance.

After all, a short sword cannot be chopped...

With one blow, both sides took a step back again. Based on this blow, Tang Ling had already concluded through precise instinct that after the white-robed monster transformed, his comprehensive ability was stronger than his transformation state.

In terms of strength, it is probably one tenth stronger than yourself, and in terms of speed and nerve reaction ability, it is even more limited... Accurate instinct can completely make up for such a gap.

Then... the extreme challenge made Tang Ling in an excited state. He shook his wrist and raised his dagger again, attacking the white-robed man.

This time, the two of them no longer retained and both started the extreme state battle.

The collision between the arthropods and the daggers was endless.

In terms of attack, Tang Ling is actually weaker than the white-robed monster. After all, he only has a short sword, while the white-robed monster has six arthropods, which can also be regarded as having six hard and sharp swords.

But this is the state that Tang Ling wants to pursue the most. Under the opponent's attack method and its powerful pressure, looking for the kind of body that only requires slight movement, and even subtly controlling the bones and muscles to complete the dodge movement.

In such a dangerous battle, Tang Ling's mentality was not to be cautious, but to be used to hone himself.

So, the fat man who had nothing to do next to him saw such a scene.

Under the interlaced arthropod attack that had almost formed afterimage, Tang Ling was facing the enemy head-on.

The frequency of his short sword attack was much less than that of the white-robed monster. His body seemed to have no movement at all. He could only occasionally see slightly larger movements, but he was a dangerous and dangerous avoiding the fatal attack of the white-robed monster.

The fat man was not capable, but his eyesight was not bad! He suddenly thought of a body technique that a Ziyue warrior was also pursuing - Jiwei!

I couldn't help but widen my eyes and began to guess which immortal the mysterious partner in front of me was? I could have practiced to become a master before becoming a Purple Moon Warrior?

As far as the fat man knows, there is a possibility of this! But the "monster" who really does this is not known to ordinary world forces. They are mysterious, and the fat man just happens to know.

Could it be that Tang Ling is one of those people? No, definitely not!

The fat man felt a little messy. Has he no longer recognized the world in this era?

Is Ruwei something that those so-called geniuses can do?

The fat man kept paying attention to Tang Ling, and soon discovered that although Tang Ling's body movements were already very similar to those of slight and her whole body was faintly flowing water, it was not really slight! Because Tang Ling's movements were deliberate, without the natural feeling of slight. This deliberateness was the biggest obstacle to entering the real slight state!

The real intimacy is that the body is like flowing water, which changes due to changes in the external environment, and naturally follows the trend and is natural!

Deliberate avoidance will slow down this natural result and there is no formation of the four key words "change by change".

If the fat man expressed his thoughts at this time, there was a person who was quite knowledgeable like Boss Huang, he would be very surprised that this seemingly incompetent fat man actually had such insight!

But at this time, the fat man could not guide Tang Ling in the battle, and he also had his own concerns and could not reveal his own knowledge.

However, Tang Ling didn't know all the fat man's thoughts. He only confronted the white-robed monster in this state for less than a minute, and Tang Ling felt extremely difficult again.

It is difficult to control the body! There should be a more correct way. Where is the problem?

The night is getting more and more restless.

More places in the city were in chaos, and the innocent civilians living in the city were finally alarmed.

What exactly happened when the fires soared into the sky? And among the fires, there were the sound of fighting, even the sound of bursting and buildings collapsed! What exactly happened?!

Finally, some people couldn't sit still! Home is no longer a safe place. Some civilians have already rushed to the streets and noisy voices have been heard from outside the courtyard.

Tang Ling naturally didn't know what was going on? It felt like the Dream Realm had specially adjusted the difficulty for him, so that as soon as he entered this dream, many things that had been suppressed for a long time exploded in an instant.

But Tang Ling knew that his time was extremely limited! He could no longer fight with the enemy, because his transformation state could only last for five minutes... In order to survive in the next 24 hours, he could not use up these five minutes in luxury, nor could he let his body fall into a weak state.

Through the battle with the white-robed monster for less than a minute, Tang Ling had already vaguely noticed that his magical body movement was far away from. The key was not his ability to control the body, but his use of precise instincts.

How sensitive is Tang Ling to fight? And how many masters have he shocked his combat awareness?!

He understood that before becoming a Ziyue warrior, his control over his body might not be able to make any breakthrough.

And the correct way to achieve that magical state should be to predict and then avoid it with the flow.

I thought Tang Ling’s current physical reaction ability could not be achieved at all! Because the first-level purple moon warrior could break the shackles of human beings’ own speed... Tang Ling could not break through this shackle, and could not meet the shackles' speed requirement, and could only deliberately control it.

So, the key is precise instinct!

Precision instinct!

What exactly is it? Is its real name the precision instinct?

Or is it the coldest control force? By seeing through the truth, we can obtain the facts, and then make various correspondences through the essence of the facts?

If this is true, it should have two directions for the true precision instinct.

One is to go outward, through observation, analysis, and then draw conclusions, use conclusions to prove the essence, and then obtain responses through the essence.

Another direction is that internally, you must observe yourself, analyze yourself, and then control yourself to every cell.

The combination of these two is the true face of precise instinct!

If you want to achieve this state of body movement, using precise instincts on yourself is the true correct direction.

Unfortunately, internal use has always been Tang Ling's shortcomings, and his judgment of himself is far less than that of everything outside the world.

But now Boss Huang has taught Tang Ling the method of spiritual visualization...

So....

Fight for another twenty seconds!

The urgency of time does not allow Tang Ling to have the time to practice his ideas, and then transform this idea into combat power.

But in twenty seconds, Tang Ling thought it was OK, at least proved whether his idea was correct.

Tang Ling didn't know what the fat man was thinking.

The fat man also didn't know that Tang Ling had a real correct understanding of Ruwei in the battle for more than one minute, and on this basis, combined with his own talent, he extended his own method of Ruwei.

You know, since Tang Ling started to understand Ruwei until now, she has only experienced two battles!

What a genius this is?!

Even if the fat man is knowledgeable and more knowledgeable than the masters of the big forces, he may be shocked by Tang Ling.

However, Tang Ling has always been pragmatic, and the shock and praise of others are of no use to him.

The moment he thought of it, he had already started to act.

The method of spiritual visualization has also been applied to oneself!

This is a very magical experience, although he has not reached the realm of being able to observe himself to every cell.

But he felt that in the battle, the rhythm of every bone and the tremor of every muscle...... control, precisely controlled through precise instinct!

Tang Ling needs to do this now!

But it is simple to say, but very difficult to do... because he used his mind and used his mental visualization to the enemy in front of him, and also used spiritual visualization to himself.

Such a mental burden is very large!

But, really can't it be done?

Tang Ling's eyes became particularly bright. If there were masters here, they would definitely know that this was a symbol of the burst of concentration of mental power.

It's just a double prediction. After the prediction, precise control of oneself will reduce consumption... forming a natural way!

In the fat man's eyes, Tang Ling's speed suddenly slowed down.

Can't hold on? The fat man whistled anxiously, which was a secret code they had agreed to have before.

But Tang Ling did not respond to the fat man at all. He felt that he finally touched the piece of paper that had been blocking him.

If there is no speed, then accurately control it to make up for the shortcomings of speed!

The fat man was whistling anxiously, but the next moment he saw Tang Ling's movements, the whistle stopped abruptly in his mouth... Why? Why did the guy in front of him suddenly feel a real sense of water in his dodging movements?
Chapter completed!