I will eventually become a god

Xue Jing took the elevator back to the Hidden Dragon Dojo.

At this time, the floor of the dojo was full of broken glass and various fragments of equipment and furniture.

Dozens of disciples were cleaning up. When they saw Xue Jing coming back, they all greeted him respectfully.

Xue Jing nodded in response and walked to the training hall.

Master Li Qi disappeared somewhere, while Takeyama Ying rolled up his sleeves and was also cleaning up the messy training hall.

Xue Jing asked:

"Sister Zhu, where is the master?"

With that said, he stepped forward to help.

Zhu Shanying took a broom and swept together the glass fragments and concrete fragments on the ground. When he heard Xue Jing's question, he turned around, with confusion on his young and pretty face.

"Hey, where's the master?"

"He was still here just now."

Xue Jing just asked casually and didn't care.

He glanced at the messy dojo and said:

"It needs to be renovated now... I don't know how long it will take to repair it."

Zhu Shanying's eyes lit up.

"Junior brother, wouldn't you have no place to practice martial arts?"

There was a smile in the girl's tone, as if she was a little happy.

Xue Jing was confused, "Huh? The training room is fine, but the glass is broken, but it can still be used."

Takeyama Ying put down the broom in his hand, stretched out his right index finger and shook it, "NONONO~"

"If you have to renovate the training hall, there will be various noise of ping -pong ping pong.

After hearing what she said, Xue Jing thought about it and thought so, so she smiled and said:

"Then what does Senior Sister Zhu have to say?"

The girl's pretty face was full of smile, "You can come to my house to practice martial arts."

Xue Jing: "Huh?"

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At five o'clock in the morning the next day, Xue Jing woke up on time and opened her eyes in exactly one second.

He glanced at his arm.

In yesterday's battle with Li Chengxuan, his skin and flesh were broken by the opponent's Bai Hongguan finger.

Looking back now, I can see that the new flesh and blood has completely grown out, leaving only a pink scar the size of a finger. It will be completely healed tomorrow.

The energy and recovery power provided by Lv6 health care is amazing.

"The Golden Wind and White Rainbow Sword still has something to offer."

Xue Jing said to himself.

Although the finger was finally blocked by him, it was not because the opponent was not strong, but because he opened it.

The physical body transformed by the blessing of skills, the strength of the bones is far superior to that of ordinary people, and the golden scale skin blocking the golden wind and white rainbow sword, coupled with the double blessing of twin defenses, finally led to this result.

Xue Jing sat up, stretched, rubbed the head of the cat sleeping next to her, and then got out of bed.

After washing up in the bathroom, he changed his clothes, took the long knife given to him by Zhu Shanying yesterday, and went out.

When he came to the small garden where he ran every day, it was too early and the sky was hazy, so he was the only one in the garden.

"Kadang——"

Xue Jing took out the long sword from its sheath, and the beautiful silver-white blade with cold light appeared in front of her eyes.

"What a great knife."

Xue Jing couldn't help but praise again.

When I think that this knife is worth a full 20 million, it feels even better.

"Huh? What is this."

Xue Jing suddenly discovered that there were two obscure words etched on the blade near the handle.

The font was in seal script and full of ancient rhyme. Xue Jing recognized it for a long time before saying uncertainly:

"This is...'Futu'?"

The two seal characters etched on the blade should be the word "Futu".

"So this knife is called the 'Futu Knife'?"

Xue Jing touched the two words and felt that the name was a bit strange.

"Rabbit shouldn't mean rabbit...maybe rabbit refers to the moon?"

Xue Jing guessed.

"In this case, with the word "Fu" added, there will be more explanations... Surrender cuts off the bright moon, and the bright moon is lurking in the blade? Or it directly means 'the bright moon sets in the west'..."

"Forget it, it doesn't matter, it's just a name."

Xue Jing shook his head.

He pulled out the 'Futu' completely, and the long sword with a total length of 1.5 meters was fully displayed in front of his eyes.

Putting the scabbard on the garden bench, Xue Jing held the handle of the knife with both hands and began to practice her sword skills.

"Wh-huh-"

Different from the ordinary long knife he used before, Futu is extremely easy to use. The weight of nearly ten kilograms is neither too heavy nor too light for him.

The sharp blade cut through the air and screamed. Xue Jing was so excited that she could not help but stare at the grass in the garden...

"Cha-cha-cha-"

Blades of grass flew around, scattered in all directions by the waving blade, turning into green shavings all over the sky.

Just like a child who got a good stick and set his sights on ten miles of rapeseed fields, Xue Jing's rise to mowing grass made her happy, but she couldn't help but fantasize like a child.

In his eyes, there were no longer grasses in front of him, but enemies whose faces he couldn't see clearly.

He raised his knife and swung it, and instead of blades of grass flying in front of him, heads fell to the ground one by one.

A touch of blood quietly appeared in his pupils.

"嚓——"

The flying green shavings turned into broken limbs and bloody corpses in his eyes.

"嚓——"

With a flash of the knife, the bare grass turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

"All things are created to nourish people, and people have nothing to repay heaven with..."

The enemy whose appearance was unclear began to take on a specific appearance.

At first, they were passers-by that Xue Jing didn't know at all. He didn't hesitate and stabbed them one by one.

Later, there were people whom Xue Jing had some impression of, Pei Youguang's student brother, the Razor Gang people he met that night, etc.

Later, there were Duan Kaiping, Li Chengxuan, Su Bijing, Jiao Hongyuan, and even the two brothers Pei Youguang, Mandrill, and Xu Ren, who impressed him deeply.

All are one knife at a time.

After that, there were people close to Xue Jing, Li Ge, master Li Qi, various senior brothers and sisters, as well as Wu Youqing and Maomao Ning Fengwan.

The blade Xue Jing wielded avoided these people and only killed others who appeared repeatedly.

The small garden was in a mess. The flowers and plants flying in the sky were constantly being cut into smaller pieces, and a pungent smell of plant juice spread all around.

After not knowing how long she had been chopping, Xue Jing suddenly stopped what she was doing.

Three new figures appeared in front of him.

That was his family, his parents and his sister.

Xue Jing's blood-soaked eyes instantly returned to clarity, and she drew her knife and turned around.

The mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood in front of him changed and returned to reality.

Xue Jing couldn't help but be speechless when looking at the bare grass in the small garden and the green shavings all over the ground.

"Let's go to the neighborhood committee later to discuss how to compensate..."

He pinched his chin, a little embarrassed.

Then he opened the panel and took a look.

[In the process of practicing sword skills, you suddenly realized the true meaning of Shura Sword, and your weapon strike experience value +667]

[You suddenly realized the true meaning of the Shura Sword during the practice of sword skills, and the visualization experience value is +689]

[Soldier attack increased to Lv3 (290/800)]

Gained so much?

Xue Jing was a little surprised.

This was the first time that he had gained so much skill experience without actual combat.

"It's kind of cool, an epiphany."

Xue Jing looked at the keywords prompted on the panel.

"If you can just pause a few times a day, why do you need to go out to do trouble? If you practice behind closed doors for a few years, you will be invincible immediately."

However, 'enlightenment' is probably something that is rare.

Xue Jing raised the Futu Dao in his hand and looked at the blade.

There were also a lot of grass blades and plant juices stained on it.

"The gain in experience points is secondary. The most important thing is that the cultivation of Shura Blade Intent has finally made progress."

Xue Jing raised the knife and swung it, making a "blood shaking" movement. Futu trembled and made a "dang" sound.

All the juice from the debris on the blade was thrown away.

Then he picked up the scabbard on the bench next to him, wrapped Futu around the knife, and put the knife back into its sheath.

"However... the artistic conception of Shura Knife is too extreme and not very free."

Shura Sword, incarnates as Shura, proves the Tao through killing, and has the power to kill all things.

Xue Jing frowned and thought.

"Although extreme often means strong, it doesn't suit me very well."

When he was immersed in the artistic conception just now, even his family members appeared in front of him.

If it weren't for [Visualization], he firmly held onto his self-awareness, and he might have even killed his family in his fantasy.

"Shura, who is in charge of killing, has the power and freedom to kill all things, but he does not have the freedom not to kill."

"Kill if you want to, and if you don't want to kill, don't kill. That's the real strength."

Xue Jing thought about his opinion.

"With [Visualization] here, maybe I can modify the Shura Sword..."

Shaking her head, Xue Jing temporarily put away this idea, and then began her daily running exercise.

A few hours later, Xue Jing went to the neighborhood committee of the street and explained the matter about the garden and grass. Relying on her good looks, she apologized to the aunt of the neighborhood committee and successfully obtained forgiveness. The aunt even smiled and said that he did not have to pay for it. .

But Xue Jing still insisted on paying the amount for rebuilding the lawn. He was quite rich now and there was no need to take advantage of this.

…

At nine o'clock in the morning, Xue Jing was wearing casual clothes and holding Futu in her hand, waiting at the door of her community.

The level 7 charm blessing coupled with the innate soft rice holy body makes passers-by look at him frequently.

Many people were ready to move forward and strike up a conversation, but whenever they approached, they would look into Xue Jing's eyes.

Then I felt an involuntary chill in my heart, felt an inexplicable fear, gave up the idea of ​​striking up a conversation, and left in a hurry.

"Asura Sword Intent is quite useful in this regard."

Xue Jing's eyes were slightly red, and he looked at a beautiful woman wearing hot pants and dressed sexyly. The other party's expression immediately froze and she gave up the idea of ​​coming forward.

The bone-deep murderous aura will make people instinctively fear death.

Xue Jing didn't have to wait too long. Soon, a large, expensive-looking black luxury car parked on the side of the road not far away.

The window of the back seat was rolled down, and a beautiful girl with a young appearance stretched out half of her body from the window, waving towards Xue Jing, saying hello happily:

"Hey, hey, hey! Junior brother~here, here~"

Xue Jing smiled and walked over.

When he came closer, Zhu Shanying opened the door and got out of the car, stretched out a pair of weak and boneless hands, took his arm, and grabbed him into the back seat.

Then the girl got into the car herself, sat next to Xue Jing, turned to the driver and smiled:

"Sister Sang, let's drive~"

"Yes, miss."

The driver was a woman in her thirties, wearing glasses and looking very elegant.

She looked at Xue Jing curiously in the rearview mirror, looked at his face a few more times, and sighed inwardly.

But he didn't say much, he just stepped on the accelerator, the car started smoothly, turned a corner, and drove towards Beicheng District.

In the car, Zhu Shanying and Xue Jing sat together.

If there was a faint fragrance of a girl lingering on the tip of her nose, Xue Jing didn't pay attention, but touched the cushion of the car seat.

The texture is soft and has excellent elasticity.

"Junior brother, I went to the dojo this morning. The renovations have begun there. It's really noisy..."

Takeyama Ying chattered beside him.

Today she was wearing a pair of youthful light purple short-sleeves and black suspender shorts, revealing a pair of delicate white legs without any flaws, and under her feet were a pair of sandals decorated with flowers.

Because on weekdays she could only see Senior Sister Zhu in her practice clothes, Xue Jing felt it was very fresh.

"I went over to see Senior Brother this morning."

As he spoke, Zhu Shanying took off his sandals, put his small feet that were not painted with Dankou on the large seat, and sat on his side in an inconspicuous manner. Then he stretched out an arm and hooked Xue Jing's His neck was almost half hanging on Xue Jing's body, and he said with a smile:

"I heard from Master that Senior Brother chased Jiao Hongyuan for a long time yesterday and beat the old man seriously, but after chasing him to Nancheng District, a group of people suddenly appeared to stop him, and Jiao Hongyuan ran away."

Xue Jing felt the Asian Cup faintly rubbing on his arm and said thoughtfully:

"Wouldn't that be a bit troublesome?"

As the master of Jinfeng Dojo, Jiao Hongyuan is extremely powerful. Currently, except for senior brother Meng Boshang, probably no one in the Hidden Dragon Dojo can defeat him.

Now that Jinfeng Dojo and Hidden Dragon Dojo have completely feuded, it would be really difficult if Jiao Hongyuan wanted to play dirty tricks, avoid Meng Boshang, and specifically target their other direct disciples to assassinate them.

Xue Jing himself is not too afraid of this, he also has a pair of passive guarantees.

But other senior brothers and sisters did not.

Zhu Shanying shook his head and said: "Master said that Jiao Hongyuan's injury was very serious. In order to protect his disciple, the elder brother penetrated the body shield door with the 'Secret Art: Pointing Eyes'. Now even if he is not dead, he only has half a life left." , let us not worry."

Xue Jing nodded when he heard this, "That's good."

"There is also Senior Brother Chen. He seems to be very angry and is planning to follow Senior Brother to the Jinfeng Dojo to retrieve the place..."

In the girl's clear and pleasant words, the car drove into Beicheng District.

After many twists and turns, we arrived at the entrance of a huge manor.

Although Xue Jing had already expected that Zhu Shanying, who claimed to be a super rich woman and could easily give away a twenty-million-dollar knife, must live in a very cool place, but the result still exceeded his expectations.

Xue Jing made a visual inspection of the walls on the left and right sides of the gate. They must be at least a hundred meters long. If the length and width are about the same, the manor must cover an area of ​​more than 10,000 square meters.

This area is actually not an exaggeration.

But the problem is, this is Beicheng District where even those with money cannot buy a house...

"Hey, hey, this is the true strength of this rich woman. How about it, little junior brother, don't you want to work hard anymore?"

The car slowly drove into the gate of the manor, and Zhushan Ying stood beside him with his arms crossed and his head raised proudly.

Xue Jing looked at the luxuriously decorated house in the distance, swallowed, and said firmly: "It's average."

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