blogombal Chapter 450
Chapter 450
"Shua shua!"
In the center of Luo Fanchen's open eyes, the mysterious and complicated talismans shone brightly.
Facing the old disabled people who were looking at him with doubts, Luo Fanchen asked hesitantly:
"Senior Da Can, are you sure it took you two and a half years to master the fifth style?"
The old blind man's mouth twitched. What? What kind of words are these?
I spent two and a half years to master it, and I have been praised by the master as a top genius, okay?
"You kid won't tell me that you have mastered it."
When the old blind man asked the question, his heart was trembling, and he dared not accept this fact.
Luo Fanchen scratched his head and hesitated: "It shouldn't be."
"I may have practiced in the wrong direction, otherwise how could I master it in twenty or thirty breaths."
To be honest, he himself felt that the speed of condensing the fifth style was a bit abnormal.
"It will take only 20 to 30 breaths to complete it... Chao!!"
The old blind man opened his mouth and wailed inwardly: "Are you trying to anger me to death so that you can inherit my precious Tongtong?"
"Grandpa~" The blind girl Tongtong stamped her small lotus feet in anger.
The deaf old man said: "Blind man, this kid didn't anger you on purpose. His inner voice told me that he didn't lie. If he hadn't practiced in the wrong direction, how could he be so much faster than you?"
The old blind man almost bit his tongue and felt heartbroken.
It felt better if the deaf man didn't clarify, but it was even more uncomfortable when he did.
He always thought highly of himself and thought he was a genius, and most people were as stupid as pigs.
Until he accepted Luo Fanchen, he realized...
I was the stupid pig?
"No! Impossible! No matter how talented you are, you can't master it so quickly."
The old blind man shook his head repeatedly and tried to test it.
The light of pupil power shot out from his heart and eyes, outlining complicated and mysterious light arrays in the air. This was something that Luo Fanchen had never taught.
"Boy, if you learn it, you should know how to use the fifth style."
Luo Fanchen's eyes flashed, and the light arrays laid by the old blind man were reflected in his eyes.
The rune that had just condensed changed rapidly, and finally it was exactly the same as the light array outside, and it was stimulated and ejected from the pupil.
An incredible scene appeared. The light array rune quickly enlarged in the air, and it was exactly the same as the one laid out by the old blind man, without any difference.
The two light arrays collided with each other, and finally turned into pupil power light powder and disappeared together.
"Learned it?"
The old blind man looked dazed, staggered, and was shocked to the point of numbness in the most confident field.
Turning his head, his lips trembled, he said to the other disabled old men in a daze, crying and laughing:
"It took me two and a half years, and this kid really mastered it in twenty or thirty breaths."
The lame man and others were shocked.
What a terrifying learning ability this kid has, to stimulate and hit the old blind man like this.
"Uh..."
Luo Fanchen stood there awkwardly. This apprentice had driven his master crazy, and he quickly comforted him: "Don't get excited first, don't get excited, it's just a small matter."
"Small matter?" The old blind man's symptoms became more serious, beating his chest and stamping his feet.
The old man with a broken arm rolled his eyes next to him: "You kid know how to comfort people."
Just like a young man is about to jump off a building,
you say next to him, don't be sad, think about your parents, think about your wife.
As a result, his parents abandoned him when he was young, and he married a wife and ran away with Xiao Wang with money.
I didn't really want to jump...
The old blind man took a long time to recover, and came forward to ask:
"You must have found some tricks, right? Otherwise, how could you master the fifth style so quickly?"
"Ah?"
"This..."
Luo Fanchen was speechless, scratched his head and hesitated: "I just read the information you sent, and then practiced it, and I got it. There is no trick."
"Fuck!"
"What a good one, read it, practice it..."
The lame man and others were stunned, and the old blind man's heart of Taoism collapsed directly.
The apprentice is too evil, and this master has no experience at all.
"The way of heaven is clear, and those who change are always connected; give them the way they do."
"The fifth style of the Sky-peeking God Refining: Follow the way."
You can use the power of the spiritual pupil to copy the skills that others have used and use them for yourself.
The disadvantage is that it must be used immediately, cannot be stored, and is limited by the current personal combat power.
But it is disgusting enough.
Luo Fanchen's eyes flickered, and he said, "Senior Dacan, I seem to know why I can master it so quickly."
"Say?"
Not only the old blind man, but all the disabled elders listened attentively.
Luo Fanchen analyzed, "Others need to learn this trick of replicating from scratch. The boy's Tiantong actually has the ability to replicate when it awakens, and now it is more like an upgrade and activation."
The old blind man's expression gradually became stunned.
Why do I feel more and more angry the more I listen? Doesn't it mean that this boy's Tiantong is, far surpassing his spiritual pupil, and possessing some magical powers that he could only obtain through hard practice without practicing?
In fact, Luo Fanchen didn't say one thing,
The effect of this fifth style of the Sky-peeking Divine Refining in his hands must be different from that in the hands of the old blind man.
He has a heaven-defying level of comprehension and a photographic memory. After the Sky-Piercing replicates the opponent's skills, he can instantly remember the way the opponent performs the skills.
Even if it is limited by other factors such as the special operation of soul power, it cannot be learned immediately, but it is terrifying enough.
It is hard to imagine what kind of nightmare it will bring to other players in the world competition. It is too unsolvable and amazing.
The skills you have practiced for many years are very good, and now they belong to me!
Just like Yang Jinghong, who has practiced the spear for many years,
As a result, Luo Fanchen took a look and performed it as it was, and even surpassed it. It is estimated that his mentality was directly shattered.
The old blind man shook his head repeatedly, suppressed his frustration, and sighed:
"There are ten talents in the Soul Martial Continent."
"You have nine, and the others share one. It's too pitiful."
"Old blind man, you've got it."
The lame man praised generously, puffed his beard and glared, saying: "Think about it, this kid's fourth form of Qinglian is such a spear martial soul, what about the fifth and sixth forms?"
Once reminded, the old man with a broken arm, the beggar, the blind man and other retired bigwigs stood up and shivered, feeling that things seemed a little too scary.
The cripple smacked his lips and cursed:
"There are ten talents and luck in the Soul Martial Continent, and this kid has ten of them all. The others owe him one."
The blind girl Tongtong didn't know how powerful Brother Luo was.
She only knew that the cold grandfathers usually pointed out the country and judged the Tianjiao Empress. After Brother came, they praised him non-stop and became chatterboxes. She didn't smile on her small face, but she was happy as if she was covered with honey.
She turned to the direction of Luo Fanchen, sensed his breath, pursed her lips slightly, and ran back to the house mysteriously.
She almost tripped over a stone on the way, but she didn't care at all...