"Storage experience:357900"

"Current skill points: 4"

"Karma value: 13%"

Langren looked at the lit up skill icons in the skill book, thought for a while, and chose not to learn new skills for the time being.

"Strengthen additional skills: Soul Knife (Consumption: 3 skill points)"

"Increase the upper limit of energy and spirit values ​​by three points each, and obtain additional characteristics: weapon concentricity"

"Weapon concentricity: When using sword skills, the precision value is increased by 5 points (can temporarily exceed the upper limit of the template)"

"The skill points required for the next soul sword enhancement: 3"

A subtle warm current penetrated his limbs and bones. Langren felt that his physique and strength had increased slightly, and he couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

Now the upper limit of his personal attribute essence value has approached the next ten-digit level and has reached 28. With the increase of the symbiosis brain, the divine value is approaching forty, 38, which is a full ten points higher than the essence value.

According to his estimation, he only needs to strengthen the soul knife's superpower two to three times before he can steadily enter the B level and become a truly powerful superpower.

"Langren? What are you laughing at?"

Qiao Jiang completed four tasks on the terminal, marked the other two as false, took the new tasks and walked out. He saw Langren squatting on the roadside and giggling.

Taking the badge that was thrown over casually, Langren shook his head.

"I wonder if we can break through to B level by practicing on our own."

Qiao Jiang really thought about it carefully after hearing this.

"It is indeed possible for me. I don't know what you are saying. Maybe you need to kill and use flesh and blood to sharpen your knife. Otherwise, why would you be so persistent."

Qiao Jiang said jokingly, looking at the time,

"Okay, it's getting late, let's go pick up a venue."

"Borrow the venue? Let's go to the lane now?"

I don’t know what laning means, but Qiao Jiang still got Langren’s expression.

"Yes, everyone has been given to you today, so it's my turn. We are both C-level, and our recovery ability is not bad."

Qiao Jiang thought Langren wanted to rest early.

"That's not true. I really want to practice with your stand-in."

Langren chuckled, put on his helmet, and followed Qiao Jiang.

The night view of Gutai City is good, with neon lights shining, cars and people passing by, and many small vendors selling their goods on the roadside.

I saw the wood chips in the hawker's hand floating in the air, like wood-grained butterflies, hovering around the palms of his hands. Suddenly they stopped their wings and folded them toward the center.

It suddenly formed something like some kind of reptile and became a small model.

This animal has thick claws, and its hind limbs are stronger and thicker than its forelimbs. It is in a standing posture as a whole. Its slender tail is the third fulcrum hanging behind its back. Its big mouth opens forward, and its head is slightly stretched forward.

It seemed like it was spitting out some kind of breath.

The children at the table widened their eyes, and one of the little boys suddenly said the name of the prototype of this model.

"It's Vidakya! Mom, look, I want it!"

The mother also seemed to like the model very much, and soon the little boy hugged the beast.

The gray-haired girl on the other side looked at the model in the hands of the boy who walked away, then raised her head and looked at the tall man beside her with a pair of watery gray-green eyes.

The man's monocle reflected light under the bright street lights, concealing his current embarrassment.

"Ahem, wait."

He walked to the vendor's table, his tall figure blocking the light in front of the table.

"This... this guest, what do you want?"

"Excuse me...can you make a crane? A sand crane."

"Yes, that is also a hot-selling model."

The vendor said quickly.

"Okay then, I want a model of Vidokya and a model of the Sand Crane."

The hawker's eyes were stern and he lowered his head.

"I didn't expect... Sir, you are so tall and powerful, and you are also a fan of Crane and Dragon War."

"Ah...yes, yes."

Black lines appeared on Hesha Pingyue's forehead, and he responded with a forced smile.

"It's harmful, isn't it? I bought a high-definition original version of that battle video. It cost me more than four thousand yuan, but it was worth it after watching it..."

The vendor talked non-stop while assembling the pieces of wood in his hands. In a short while, he assembled the model of the two-headed creature.

A standing reptile opened its teeth and claws, leaning forward, and its movements were completely different from the previous one.

Another giant crane standing on one foot has its wings spread out, as if it is about to fly, and its long-sleeved beak is slightly open, as if there is a crane chirping coming from it.

Hesha Pingyue was slightly stunned, but he quickly recovered. After thanking him twice, he paid the money and walked towards the little girl with the two models.

"Thank you, Uncle Crane."

Amiaia happily took over the two models.

"I don't know how Aunt Vidokya is doing now. I haven't seen her for several years."

"It won't be bad. That female beast has a tough temper and is one of the best in strength. She will not suffer any loss from anyone."

Hesha Pingyue said calmly.

"Yeah, it's just that Auntie doesn't seem to like humans very much. When Dad asked me to come here to play, Auntie called and scolded Dad."

"Well, she has some issues with humans, but it's not big. She just doesn't want to meet and is not hostile..."

Hesha Pingyue suddenly flicked his fingers, and an afterimage flew out.

"What's wrong, Uncle He?"

Amiaiya's true body is now beside Hesha Pingyue, and she does not have the strength of the clone, but she has noticed something wrong with her mental power.

"It's nothing, it's just that the two little guys who helped you just passed by."

Looking at the two motorcycles in the distance, he said softly.

"Eh? Let's go play with them, then? I'm almost done playing here."

"Um...ok."

...

"How is the sound insulation here?"

Langren stopped the front desk who was about to leave and asked.

"Don't worry, the sound insulation effect here is very good. However, although we are a training room for people with supernatural powers, excessive force will still damage the floor and walls here. Please be careful."

After saying that, the front desk closed the door and left.

call--

A sound of wind reached his ears, and Langren turned his head to avoid it, feeling the rag swinging and touching his ears.

"Are you too impatient? Don't you want to warm up?"

"I'm not doing it myself, so why do I need to warm up?"

This... seems to be the case?

The two-meter-tall bandaged figure slowly took a few steps back, clenched his fists, stepped forward with his legs and bent his knees, forming a posture.

"Speaking of which, it seems you haven't given it a name yet, right?"

Langren took off his coat and threw it aside, holding a dark-colored soul knife more than one meter long in his hand.

"Didn't you mean a substitute or something?"

A pair of powerful fists were immediately swung open, magnifying in Langren's field of vision.

"...That's just the type of ability. He is your unique ability. You should always call him by a name."

The eyes of the ninja were opened, and several movement trajectories were laid out on the ground. Langren easily bounced away the fists that had thrown out the afterimages one by one.

"I never thought about it. Moreover, he has no self-awareness and relies on me to do two things. Wouldn't it be schizophrenic for me to name him?"

"I didn't say naming a person, it's a name for an ability! For example, if I ask you, what is the name of your ability?"

"What do you think it should be called?"

Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding--

Continuous collisions echoed in the training room.

"Please, this is your substitute, not mine."
To be continued...