The Super Draw of Devouring the Stars

Chapter 22 Perfection and artistic conception (Happy New Year's Day!)
The Sun Wukong practice suit that Xia Yan is wearing now was cut out by someone he asked someone to cut out a few days ago. The materials are all very ordinary, and it is not the costume that should be worn to fight monsters at all.

Regarding the metal monster's concern, Xia Yan patiently explained: "I came to the wilderness area this time to hone my body skills. In order to maximize my potential, I not only don't know how to wear combat uniforms, but I am armed with domineering and knowledgeable colors. Domineering doesn't work, not even offensive."

"Dodge, dodge, and keep dodging until my agility reaches the perfect level!"

Sensing the anxiety and nervousness from the metal monster, Xia Yan patted its metal head and comforted: "Hi! I'm not here to seek death."

"Look, didn't I choose the right opponent and location on purpose?"

"With my current basic physical fitness, plus 2.5 times the force amplitude, I am already close to the intermediate warrior level. Even if these monsters besiege me, it will cause me some skin trauma."

"Once I find something wrong, I can instantly activate the armed domineering color to save my life, and there will be no major problems!"

After appeasing the metal monster, Xia Yan looked at a residential building tens of meters away, the smile in his eyes disappeared, replaced by an absolutely calm cold light.

"drop!"

Xia Yan flipped his hands over, took out a time bomb from the ring, set it to explode in ten seconds, phew!With a single click, he accurately threw it into the window of that building.

bong!

A huge explosion sounded, and thick smoke and dust billowed out of the window, followed by a large group of monsters!

"coming!"

Xia Yan bowed his knees slightly, then bounced up suddenly, turning into a dark red lightning, rushing head-on to the rushing beast tide.

In the eyes of a junior beast general who was peeping at the battlefield, the lightning was swallowed by the tide of beasts and did not rush out. Its eyes couldn't help showing a trace of anthropomorphic mockery.

But the metal monster floating in the sky could clearly see that the dark red lightning was not swallowed by the beast tide, but surged and shone inside the beast tide.

Thousands of beasts have passed by, and no feathers will touch them!
Under the nervous gaze of the metal monster, a few hours later, the dark red lightning in the beast tide suddenly jumped high into the sky, and the metal monster hurriedly flew over, tacitly catching Xia Yan in mid-air.

"Huh! Happy!"

Xia Yan sat down on top of the metal monster's head, and put his legs on the metal monster's arms in a shapeless manner. He looked at the clothes that were almost torn into pieces, and then looked at the angry roar on the ground. , The group of beasts that seemed to be shouting "Come down—!", slapped the metal monster's body, and said with a smile: "Go, find a place to rest."

Seeing Xia Yan flying higher and higher, the herd of beasts on the ground had to recede like a tide unwillingly.

For a moment, countless monsters howled full of resentment towards the sky.

"Human boy, don't let me touch you next time!"

then……

A few hours later, Xia Yan came back in a new suit.

bong!

The same explosion, the same routine, the difference is that Xia Yan has changed a wave of enemies - the wool can't be caught by a sheep, let them rest no matter what, sustainable fishing, understand? (If you don’t understand, please search for “Little John Khan at Station B”)
A few hours later, Xia Yan repeated his old trick and flew away with his tattered clothes, leaving only a group of monsters with their lungs exploding in impotent rage.

Suddenly, the leader of this group of monsters guessed a terrible thing with its IQ not weaker than humans: Damn, this bastard doesn't come every day, does he?

(Xia Yan, who returned to the resting place, looked at the 98 identical sets of clothes in Najiezhong's closet: The hangers were not empty, so I vowed not to go home! I can't do it, I can't see my wife!)
It's a pity that the intelligence comparable to that of ordinary humans not only gave the beast general the ability to think, but also gave it some bad behaviors of intelligent creatures, such as - good face.

escape?That's something only the weak can do. I'm a majestic beast general, but I want to become a beast king!

If the human being who made fun of himself dares to come again, he must die!

Thinking about it this way, this rudimentary beast that has completely lost the ability to fly, which was mutated from a certain broiler chicken gene, will return to its base with its little brothers.

Time passed slowly in Xia Yan's entanglement with these monsters.

half a month later.

Heck!

The mutated chicken beast took a flying peck, vowing to drill a hole in Xia Yan's chest. Xia Yan did not rush, and dodged sideways to avoid the flying peck. At the same time, when he dodged, his toes did not show He kicked a piece of marble towards the foot of the mutated broiler general.

giggle!

When the broiler beast was about to land, one of its paws was on the uneven stone, and its body suddenly lost its balance. It fluttered in a panic with almost no wings, and managed to balance its body.

When it turned around bitterly and wanted to take revenge on that hateful human who made him make a fool of himself, it found that Xia Yan had already fled away in the time it took to balance his body, and was hidden in the beast tide! .

Heck!

The broiler beast shouted angrily, plunged headlong into the most chaotic place in the herd, and continued its attack.

But it didn't expect that if Xia Yan didn't move during that time, but attacked instead, it would have died long ago.

It's a pity that Xia Yan's behavior of not attacking for half a month has made it, or they have lost their due vigilance.

There is only one common idea in their minds: kill this turtle grandson!
(Turtle monster: Are you polite?)

On the ground, the battle was going on vigorously, but in the sky, the metal monster was in a daze leisurely, even wanting to sleep.

In its eyes, the nervousness and concern at the beginning have long been gone, and there is only a boring emptiness and a trace of admiration.

No matter how much you care about its owner, when this state lasts for half a month, it will inevitably get used to it. , I will repeat the admiration thousands of times in my heart: You are so strong, you are worthy of being my master!
But at the same time, along with this kind of admiration, there is a kind of doubt: the master once said that if he can dodge the siege of several junior beast generals and many high-level and middle-level beast soldiers at the speed of a high-level warrior, then His agility is at the perfect level.

But now, Xia Yan has already achieved this.

Since the goal has been achieved, why waste time here?Is it possible to really achieve what the master said: "You must only rely on basic physical fitness to prevent any damage to your clothes during a siege" before you can leave?

The metal monster doesn't know that this is actually Xia Yan's attempt at "artistic conception".

In Xia Yan's vision, the perfect level before the artistic conception is to perfectly use every place in the environment to dodge, and the domain after the artistic conception is the most basic understanding of the external manifestation of the laws of the universe. Then, the so-called artistic conception , It should be the initial induction of nature, integration into nature, and letting all things in nature be used by me.

Xia Yan's cosplay costume is actually not particularly tight, and it is particularly easy to be damaged during battle. You must reserve enough space when dodging, so that "the clothes will not be broken".

This point is really difficult.

It just so happened that after a period of "run-in" some time ago, he had already "melted" with this group of monsters (in a physical sense), and they were more familiar with each other. In addition, he still had a lot of clothes in stock, so he planned to practice again.

Because he was afraid that his guess would be wrong and he would lose face in front of the metal monster, Xia Yan, the owner of the crumbs, casually made up a reason to fool the metal monster.

Of course, that’s not a lie. If Xia Yan can rely on the physical fitness of a high-level fighter to survive the siege of a group of monsters mixed with low-level beast generals without breaking his clothes, it means that he has really reached the edge of the artistic conception. up.

By the way, after such a long period of extreme fighting, Xia Yan's basic boxing strength has almost reached 8000kg, which is infinitely close to that of a junior fighter. His willpower has also increased slightly, and his armed domineering can almost provide a bonus of 42000kg.

After counting the 2.5 times bonus of the force amplitude, Xia Yan's fist strength is already close to the 64000kg of God of War!

Just when the metal monster was about to fall asleep from boredom, Xia Yan suddenly made a leap, cutting through the sky like a teleportation, and stood on top of the metal monster.

The metal monster suddenly became excited, and the excited thought transmitted the sound: "Master, you just used the power of the armed domineering, right? Is it over?"

It clearly remembered that Xia Yan said that he would not use armed domineering, Xia Yan has indeed been doing this all the time, and now that he has broken the rules without warning, it means that Xia Yan no longer needs to abide by the rules!

"Well, I've run out of clothes." Xia Yan looked helplessly at the dozen or so claw marks on the clothes, but her mood was fine.

"Although the goal of ensuring that the clothes are not broken has not been achieved, there are fewer and fewer scars on the clothes. It is the right direction to initially practice my understanding of the artistic conception."

Xia Yan thought happily, and her tone of voice was also more cheerful: "Calculating, it's been half a month since I came out this time, and it's time for the next training plan."

Xia Yan looked down at the monsters on the ground who were already consciously planning to leave, and a tyrannical killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Metal monster, you haven't fought seriously since you evolved?"

The corner of Xia Yan's mouth evoked a bloodthirsty grin:
"Just use these monsters to test your combat effectiveness."

"Remember, leave a whole body for the hairless broiler chicken. I want to eat roast chicken today!"

……

The evolved metal monster has greatly strengthened its strength, and it is not the junior warrior level that Xia Yan expected, but the intermediate warrior level!
"I thought that the iron dumbbell corresponds to the warrior level, the metal monster corresponds to the warrior level, and the golden monster corresponds to the god of war level. Looking at it now, I have underestimated the potential of the golden monster."

Standing on the ruins of a towering building, Xia Yan watched the metal monsters killing all directions among the herd of beasts, and the monsters were flying around like dogs, and couldn't help feeling a little bit of anticipation in his heart: "It's also the product of a magic modification by cheating, really. It is not to be underestimated."

"I just don't know, where is the limit of the golden monster? Is it a planetary level? Or can it evolve into a mage golden monster again? Or can it continue to grow upward?..."

In the end, Xia Yan couldn't eat the roast chicken either. The mutated broiler chicken was a general-level monster after all. It was invulnerable to swords and guns, and ordinary flames couldn't burn it at all.

"I don't know when I will be able to draw some strange fires and immortal fires. How can I say that they are also the descendants of the God of Cookery, so we can't waste this skill."

(End of this chapter)