12.【Spirit Power Slash】(1/2)
I don’t know if this Chenjiacun is special only, or if this is the case in the whole world.
The status of women here is not as low as in traditional feudal society. Many women have bold and aggressive personalities, and the atmosphere is relatively open.
Especially when they get together, they can even do things like teasing young men from good families.
Another young woman's eyes flashed with curiosity and she asked curiously.
"Whose child is this? How come he is so handsome?"
Someone recognized Anle, but said uncertainly: "It seems... he is Anping's son, right?"
After all, there is a huge difference between the sickly boy in my mind and the young man with a slightly stronger body and clear eyes now.
It doesn't look like the same person at all!
"Isn't the one in his family dying of illness?"
The young woman stared at Anle and said, "Don't look at how delicate this little brother is, but he has a strong body!"
"What, you miss a man?"
In their chat, they did not shy away from the comfort of being present.
How could he, the innocent little boy in these two lives, hear this?
Without saying a word, he left with his head lowered.
******
After wandering around the village for two more times, my mood stabilized.
Shyness is secondary, the main thing is nervousness!
It was the first time since Anle traveled through time that I was stared at by so many pairs of eyes.
I was as nervous as giving a speech on stage for the first time in elementary school.
Moreover, who knows if any of these women want to harm him?
An Le knew that there was a woman among them, who was Chen Zhuangshi's wife.
"Defenses can not do without!"
Anle sighed softly and said to himself.
"Boys must protect themselves when they go out."
They all reached the entrance of the village.
Anle simply walked a little further outside the village, ready to find a place to test his achievements during this period.
Of course, he didn't dare to go too far.
Seeing that there was no one around, Anle took out the hunting knife he carried with him and held the handle tightly with one hand.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled it.
The muscles all over his body trembled slightly, and the spiritual energy in his lower abdomen circulated on its own, as if seeping into his arms.
Peace and happiness to the soul.
Without him even realizing the situation, strands of spiritual energy were transmitted to the somewhat blunt hatchet through the touch of his skin.
When I opened my eyes again.
Anle's temperament suddenly changed!
With his eyes as sharp as a knife, he transformed from a shy boy who was harmless to humans and animals, to a real swordsman.
Sharp and cold.
Then, the sword's light turned cold.
Flashed like lightning.
There was a permeating hissing sound in the air, the surrounding airflow was slightly agitated, and the surrounding leaves were trembling slightly.
Anle let out a breath and raised his eyes to look at the trees in front of him.
After two or three breaths, the tree trunk, half as thick as a human arm, was split into two parts at the same height as An Le's chest.
The entire upper half of the tree gradually fell over.
Finally, it hit the ground with a dull sound.
Anle was slightly startled, then stepped forward and touched the cut cross-section of the tree trunk with his hand.
The cut is smooth and smooth, like a mirror surface.
"Is this...done by me?"
Click!
In the jungle behind him, there was suddenly the sound of animals trampling branches.
An Le shivered with fright, but he quickly came back to his senses.
"No, I can't stay here anymore, I have to leave quickly!"
Anle's heart was beating fast. He picked up the hunting knife and hurriedly ran towards the village.
When he returned to the village entrance, he pretended to be nonchalant and walked slowly back to the old hunter's house.
Go back to the room and close the door.
Anle recalled the reactions of other villagers along the way, and found that few people heard the muffled sound just now.
Then he breathed a little sigh of relief.
But when I think about it again, I can't help but feel worried.
"It's broken! I should take care of the scene."
The place where the tree was cut down was not too far from the village.
It is easy to be discovered by others.
Moreover, with that kind of cut, you can tell at a glance that it was not made by a wild animal.
Going back to make amends now is obviously unrealistic and will most likely be self-defeating.
"You were careless. Don't make such a mistake next time."
Anle reflected on herself in annoyance and comforted herself in her heart.
"No one saw me when I entered the village, so no one should doubt me."
"But how come this power is so powerful?"
Even Anle didn't expect that he could cut off the tree so neatly.
His original intention was just to see how deep the knife marks could be left on it.
And open the panel and take a look.
Anle has the answer.
[Unlock skill: Spiritual Slash (entry)! 】
[Spiritual Power Slash: Attaching spiritual power to the physical body and weapons can explode with amazing power in a short period of time. It is one of the most superficial ways to use spiritual power. 】
Anle looked happy.
Yes, since he is in the deduction, there is a certain probability of unlocking entries and skills.
So in reality, it is naturally possible.
To misunderstand the relationship between the two is to put the cart before the horse.
Peace, calmness, calmness of mind.
Carefully recall the wonderful feeling when you just made that knife.
******
More than ten minutes later.
A faint halo of spiritual power appeared on the hunting knife in his hand.
It seems to have become extremely sharp, making people feel chilled.
The next second, the halo and spiritual power dissipated together.
The hunting knife has returned to its previous unattractive state, very simple.
"Spiritual power is truly amazing!"
Anle sighed, feeling that his understanding of this mysterious existence was far from enough.
After several careful attempts, he basically mastered the use of [Spiritual Power Slash].
But Anle also discovered that this skill has quite a few drawbacks.
first.
To be continued...