Monster Paradise

Taking the consciousness out of the arena, Lin Huang saw the headline of the front page of the Arena Arena is his own news - "The player's knives broke the ice for a hundred years and completed the eighty-game winning streak!"

Only a few minutes have passed, the reading volume of this news has already broken through a million, and there are more than 50,000 comments below.

Lin Huang only glanced at it and turned off the page.

Looked at the time, it is already more than ten o'clock in the morning, he went out to a pickle market, bought some home cooking back.

When he arrived home, it was more than eleven o'clock. He went to the third floor to prepare the barbecue for Lin Xuan, and he went downstairs to start cooking.

Although the take-out saves time, it is always because there is no home to eat with peace of mind. Moreover, Lin Huang is not very busy now, he still chose to cook himself.

Almost until twelve o'clock, the food was served, and the barbecue on the third floor was fine. Lin Huang called the two little devils to go downstairs to eat.

After lunch, Lin Huang returned to her room and reopened the recorded video of her own recording.

I played the whole process of playing against myself and several gatekeepers, while taking notes and looking for places to continue to improve.

These battle videos are recorded by Lin Huang from his own perspective, so many viewers can't see it, and there are things that the official video can't see, he can see.

Just watching his battle with the "last bastion" and seeing himself play twice in the net, his heart suddenly touched.

These two knives almost gave birth to the ultimate in his knife skills, and the feeling that occurred during the attack was indeed different from any previous one.

But where is the difference, Lin Huang has always been unpredictable. He repeatedly watched the video several times, always feeling that he seems to catch something, but it is always a little worse.

With this doubt, Lin Huang dialed the number of Mr. Fu.

"Why, how do you complete the task so quickly?" After Mr. Fu connected the call, he was slightly surprised.

At the time of the year, Lin Huang specially called Mr. Fu's number to greet him. Mr. Fu also asked about the progress of the task. At that time, Lin Huang was only 50 consecutive victories. It is only four days before the end of the year, and it is also the first day of the reopening of the Hunter Arena, so Mr. Fu has this question.

"Not yet, now in the thirteenth place, the life can be consumed too much, I quit the login. Now I am calling because I have a question to ask the teacher." Lin Huang said the reason for the call.

"Well, you said." Mr. Fu nodded and let go of the busy things in his hands.

When Lin Huang told about the problems he had encountered, Mr. Fu listened very carefully.

After listening to it, Mr. Fu smiled. "If I didn't make a mistake, what is your knife's artistic conception?"

"Into the micro?" Lin Huang looked at Mr. Fu with a puzzled face.

"The first state of the knife's artistic conception is called micro-invasion. When you step into the micro-environment, the control of the knife can reach the extreme. Every nuance can be mastered within the scope of the naked eye. There will be no deviations in the PCT."

"And the special kind of induction you just mentioned should be the induction of the second way of the knife. The second state of the knife is called the spirit and rhythm. The so-called spirit and rhinoceros means that people and the knife produce a strange resonance. Arriving at this realm The knife is no longer just an appliance in your hands, but a partner, a friend. You can even feel the emotion of the knife."

"You said that the two knives have this feeling. It is very likely that your own understanding of the artistic conception of the knife has reached the extreme of entering the micro-environment. Together with the external pressure stimulation, and the ultimate improvement of your own concentration, leading you A short time into the spirit of the rhythm. However, if you can take this opportunity to comprehend a bit, maybe you can really step into the second realm of the knife and the mood. In these few days, you will not enter the arena, so Shen Let's study the knife path and see if we can take this opportunity to break through." After a detailed explanation, Mr. Fu gave Lin Huang a suggestion for practice.

"I think so too. If I can really capture this feeling, my knife will be stronger than before." Lin Huang also wants to take a closer look when he feels that he has not disappeared, to see if he can borrow This opportunity will take your knife to the next level.

"I will send you a few videos of the rhythm of the knife in the future. You can take a look with these videos and maybe give you more inspiration."

After Mr. Fu took a few more words, he hanged up the call.

After a while, he sent more than a dozen videos in succession. Lin Huang immediately downloaded them one by one and clicked to view them.

After reading more than a dozen videos, he opened his own combat video and watched it repeatedly.

In the brain, things about the knife path began to clear up slowly.

Taking out a wooden long knife, Lin Huang jumped down from the balcony on the second floor, and began to practice the fire knife skills in the yard outside the main entrance.

Once, twice, three times...

After training until 5:00 in the afternoon, he finally caught the feeling of a different kind. As Mr. Fu said, he can feel that the knife in his hand seems to be different. It doesn't feel like holding a weapon in your hand, but like a part of the body, like a living thing, is a very contradictory state.

"Is this the rhythm?"

Grasping this feeling, Lin Huang thoroughly immersed himself in it and began to practice the knife more crazy.

This practice, it was at ten o'clock in the evening, he was not aware of it.

After he completely grasped this feeling, he woke up from immersion and realized that it was already dark.

Looked at the time, at 10:28 in the evening. I immediately remembered that the two little devils should have not eaten yet and quickly entered the house.

"Brother, you finished." Lin Xin was in the living room, and when Lin Meng came in, he asked.

"Well, you two haven't eaten yet?" Lin Huang asked.

"When I was six o'clock, I saw that you were still practicing the knife. I made a barbecue for Lin Xuan and then heated the leftovers at noon. Now there is still a little left in the holding stove, you are going Eat it." Lin Xin smiled and rushed to Lin Huangdao.

Lin Huang went straight to the kitchen, took out the food in the holding stove, and started eating it by himself.

“Is there any news today?” Lin Huang asked while eating. He had not read the news from noon to the present.

"There is a big news. It is said that we are the hunter arena in the seventh district. Someone has completed 80 consecutive victories. Now the whole network is discussing this matter." Lin Xin nodded and said the news. "I heard that in the eighty-game winning streak, we have not completed anyone in the seventh district for more than 100 years..."

Lin Huang listened, and just nodded, no more to say. He had long expected that his own winning streak would cause a sensation, at least in the seventh district will cause a lot of people's attention. Now the news is not only spread in the circle of hunters, but even the emperor's heart has been spread.

After dinner, I watched the time eleven, and immediately urged Lin Xin and Lin Xuan to sleep.

Lin Huang brushed the tableware herself, and then took a shower and went back to her room.

"The second state of the knife road, I have already reached it. I don't know if the gatekeeper I met tomorrow will be Yu Mo, or someone under the umbrella..."