Commanding Wind and Cloud

"Let's put it this way, in theory. The more seals there are, the higher the quality of the fighting spirit will be. If it is a high-quality fighting seal, it is a high-quality fighting skill. For example, the fighting seal produced by a saint-level fighting skill will help improve the quality of the fighting spirit more than the fighting seal produced by a high-level fighting skill."

Douyin is actually related to the quality of fighting spirit? Motivation nodded thoughtfully, the bloodline fighting skills of the top ten bloodline fighter families are all holy level fighting skills! Even in some families, there is more than just a set of blood-type holy-level fighting skills.

With a strong status and huge social influence, they can naturally collect more high-quality fighting skills, and the fighting spirit condensed by the blood warrior family is naturally even more powerful.

A light flashed in Qian Jin's mind, and he suddenly understood why the blood warriors were so powerful, but they were still willing to join Zhanzheng College for further study.

The Zhanzheng Academy can not only provide higher-quality followers, but also not only can learn the command art of war.

at the same time! Every advanced war academy has a combat skill development department! Many gray-haired and talented fighting skill designers have created new mature fighting skills or immature fighting skills by virtue of experience and genius thinking.

These bloodline fighters can learn these new mature or immature fighting skills through various methods, and bring them back to the family to hand them in, so that future bloodline fighters can add more fighting marks and condense stronger fighting spirits.

"Next, we're talking about the seal." Enlak pointed to the seal on the sword-shaped fighting spirit: "After the seal is formed, it will form a special power. When a fighter encounters a very critical moment, he can force the seal to make it shatter and emit extraordinary power."

Enlak smiled at the look of knowing the energy but not knowing how to express it: "Let's put it this way, if all the seals in my fighting spirit are broken at the same time, how much power can I exert?"

Ke Jin stared blankly at Enlak, "This power... I'm afraid... I'm afraid it can kill the whole village..."

"Hmph..." Enlak chuckled and shook his head again and again: "You underestimate the power of my broken seals."

more than? Mo Jin's throat seemed to be choked suddenly, and he didn't know what to say. This power was beyond imagination.

"Do you understand now?" Enlak patted his shoulders vigorously: "Continuous practice of fighting spirit can indeed strengthen fighting spirit, and even make your fighting spirit one day faster... No! If you don't have fighting seal at all, you can't condense fighting spirit at all."

Momentum completely understood that if you want to breed a fighting spirit, you must condense your fighting seals, and if you want to have a stronger fighting spirit, you must constantly wash your face and various fighting skills to increase the number of fighting seals.

If you give up practicing fighting seals, or just condense one or two fighting seals, then you may be able to barely condense a fighting spirit because of the attainment of fighting energy in the future, but the quality of the fighting spirit will be very poor.

A poor fighting spirit cannot become a saint!

The only way to have a tyrannical high-quality fighting spirit is to keep practicing fighting seals, increasing the number of high-quality fighting seals, even if they are broken, the power will become stronger.

"A truly complete fighting seal." Enlak calculated seriously: "If it is a holy-level fighting skill, even if you haven't practiced the fighting skill itself to the extreme, you can still exert at least five times its power."

five times? Gasping for breath, the incomplete Douyin collapse that day only exploded with twice the power, and it was able to severely injure the flaming fury cactus. What if it was five times? Maybe it only needed one blow that day, and it was over.

"Okay! I've said everything I need to say, and you can go." Enlak waved his hands and pushed him out of the fighting room and said, "Next time you beat my people here, I will teach you the special technique of how to break the seal without harming your body."

The method of breaking the seal without harming the body? Sitting vigorously in the sand, looking up at the first rising moon in the sky, he kept recalling Enlak's words in his mind.

When fighting against the Flaming Furious Cactus, the fighting seal collapsed, and the fighting heart was as painful as if someone had shot it in. What is the method?

Dung and Dust Kuangge jumped out of the cave energetically, holding Dou Jing and metal in his hands and buried himself alive again.

Duan Fengbu held a magic core in his second hand, which was used at the second altar of the Pan family that day. He sat down next to Gan Jin with a smile, and handed the magic core in front of Qian Jin: "Look at what this is? I remember that there were no such things on the magic core before."

Motivatedly grabbed the magic core and looked it over the forehead to the moon carefully. The magic core, which was originally quite brilliant, was covered with strange lines at some point, and the pupils gradually shrank and then shrank.

Magic circle! The special magic array stored in the innermost part of the magic core! It is because of these magic circles that Warcraft has special innate magic, innate magic that humans can't learn even if they want to learn it!

In the past, the magic circle of innate magic would only be hidden in the center of the magic core forever. When the magic core was opened, the magic circle was destroyed at the same time. Humans could not even extract some precious magic circles.

The sand python, the magic core of this kind of high-level monster is even more tightly protected by the magic circle, and no one has successfully extracted the magic circle.

Now, these magic circles that should be hidden in the innermost part of the magic core have all appeared on the surface of the magic core! Mo Jin's palm trembled slightly: "How did you make this?"

"I don't know." Duanfengbuer squirmed his butt in the sand a few times, and a lot of sand was swept away by his butt, and he lay down and looked at the stars: "When I woke up that day, when I looked at the thing you gave me again, I had this pattern."

"Could it be?" Qian Jin recalled the scene of the second altar shining brightly that day, could it be that altar? Those complicated magic circles, and the function of extracting magic circles from the magic core? Regardless of whether this is really the case, Sand Python's innate magic has already appeared, as long as it is given to Bi Luo, it is still a good gift.

As for sending it to the academy? He shook his head vigorously, he didn't lack the gold coins that were rewarded for handing in new types of magic. There was no need to share such things with other magicians, especially this kind of handing in might one day be learned by the blood of the Elf King, and he had no intention of contributing to the blood of the Elf King.

"This one, I'll take it first." Motivatedly flipped his hands and threw the magic core into the fighting world, and raised his hand to catch a fiery red magic core thrown by Chekfleet, the magic core of the flaming violent cactus.

Compared with the sand python's magic core, this magic core is larger, about the size of a human head, but the magic power it contains is far less than that of the sand python. This is the difference between a medium monster and a high-level monster.

Medium-sized monsters will only increase their magic power continuously, making their magic cores bigger and bigger. The size of medium-sized monsters' magic cores is directly proportional to their strength.

When a medium-level monster advances to a high-level monster, it will learn to compress magic power! The huge magic core is compressed to a very small size. It is rumored that there is a magic core of the size of a rice grain, but the magic power contained in it is enough to explode hundreds of great magicians and even magisters in an instant.

"Enthusiasm." Duan Fengbu'er greedily looked at the magic core of the flaming violent cactus: "Tell me, is there any special ability like its body growing needles?"

Motivation stared at the magic core in a daze. Theoretically, the magic core of any flaming fury cactus should have this special innate ability, but the blazing rage cactus that was as long and naked as a big radish did not grow needles that day.

"I'll think of a way in a few days to see what's inside." Mo Jin gently turned the huge magic core with his fingers, raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Duanfeng Buer: "Why? Are you interested in extracting this ability?"

"Don't you think it's very handsome?" Duan Fengbuer looked at Mo Jin with a smile on his face, "If for a moment my whole body is covered with needles, and every needle is smeared with the poison of the sand python, then I jump into the demon army on the human-devil battlefield..."

Looking at Duan Feng Bu Er with enthusiasm, this is really a crazy idea, countless poisonous needles flying all over the sky, this is more terrifying than his own Lianzhu arrows.

If the poison of the sand python was originally just a one-on-one or one-on-two combat support mode, then the acupuncture of the flaming violent cactus, coupled with the poison of the sand python, would become a fighting method for fighting a group.

Pan Hongji watched Duanfengbuer with great interest, shaking his ears. This young man has a natural intuition for fighting, and he didn't like many Hydra bloodline fighters, who only wanted to obtain higher magical beast core abilities, without considering the cooperation between various abilities.

Such a good talent, why is it not a pan family? Pan Hongji raised his hand and grabbed his hair, feeling unspeakably depressed. It's fine for a little monster like energy. After all, he still has the blood of the Gan family, but the blood of the Hydra family is more flowing in Duanfeng Buer. As a result, his surname is now Duanfeng, not Pan.

Learning how to break the wind, Li Jin lay in the sand, feeling the coolness coming from his back, and the nightfall of the ancient barren sand sea also took away the scorching heat.

"The stars are really beautiful." Lucifer Liushui lay quietly beside Ke Jin, his voice was soft and real like never before: "It's been a long time, I haven't looked up at the stars in the sky. It's vast, bright, and full of endless mysterious beauty."

Motivatedly turned his head to look at Jia Mo beside him, let go of his charming expression and temperament, and at the same time let go of his proud princess temperament. This fallen angel blood witch has an indescribable beauty.

Variety! I thought about all the words vigorously, and felt that only this word was suitable for this witch. Luo Qingqing is a beautiful woman, and Gu Yue Jiaying is also a rare beauty, but they all have their own unique beauty. Luo Qingqing is youthful and beautiful, and Gu Yue Jiaying's calm and detached temperament belongs to her beauty.

Lucifer Liushui is sexy for a while, handsome for a while, and full of sentimentality for a while. His temperament changes continuously, making it hard to imagine which one is her real face and which one is the fake face she pretended to be? Or, it's all true, or it could all be false.

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