Full-time Heroic Spirit starting from Douluo

"This is the so-called magic circuit. No, I'm in Douluo Continent now. It should be called the soul power circuit."

Shichen squeezed the slightly bulging muscles on his arms.

With a thought, the blue light dimmed.

But he clearly felt that the energy was still surging along the lines.

"I am afraid that my current physical strength has already caught up with the effects of normal people who have been exercising for several years."

Shi Chen stretched his limbs and felt a little excited:

"The system requires me to initially master the projection ability within half a month. I remember that in the anime, if you want to project an object, you must first understand the inner structure of the object, otherwise what will be projected will only be an empty shell. son."

"There is still a long way to go before we can reach the level where Heroic Spirit Emiya can completely copy and project a weapon from the inside out at just one glance."

"Don't think about it so much, just find an ordinary kitchen knife and practice your skills."

…………

Shi Chen was eager to try and ran home quickly. When his palm touched the wooden door, he was stunned.

In the past, when I opened the door, I could only feel the roughness and wornness of the wooden door, but now...

He closed his eyes, relaxed his mind, and put his hand on it. The moment his tender palm came into contact with the decayed wood, he found that a virtual blurry image naturally appeared in his mind.

It’s exactly the general shape of a wooden door!

As if the memory is engraved in the bones, I chant in a low voice all the time:

"Synchro, start."

Within the image of the wooden door in my mind, some basic connections appeared.

"Divine Essence, Explanation."

The veins give off branch veins, filling the entire phantom.

"Idea, closure."

The interior and exterior of the shadow gradually take shape and become clearer.

"Forged, critical."

The internal infrastructure of Phantom is generally complete.At the same time, some defects are highlighted in various parts.

"Projection, start."

Just when I was about to try to project the wooden door, I suddenly felt dizzy and fell to the ground. What followed was a feeling of weakness and muscle aches that hit my whole body.

It's like a person who hasn't exercised all year round and forced himself to run 3000 meters without any warm-up.

"Ha, ha, that's sloppy, that's sloppy."

Shi Chen gasped for breath, thinking that he was really overestimating his abilities. He had just mastered his ability and dared to think about projecting objects. Now he was fine and collapsed.

half an hour.

He just barely stood up holding the door.

"I remember that at the beginning, Shirou Emiya didn't project objects, but strengthened them. After understanding the structure of the object, he chose a certain attribute of the object to strengthen."

"For example: the desk, if he uses synchrony, it will be as tough as steel."

"Then I can try to strengthen it first. Projection is not realistic for me who is not yet proficient in projection ability."

Mo about ten minutes later.

Shi Chen felt that he had almost recovered, and he put his palm against the wooden door again, and the image of the wooden door appeared in his mind again.

"Synchro, start."

This time, he did not plan to project another wooden door, but to strengthen the wooden door and repair the defects inside it.

Not long after, Shi Chen let go of his hand and slumped on the ground weakly. At this moment, he really had no strength at all.

This door is really old. In order to make up for the shortcomings and defects inside it over the years, it has almost drained away the little energy in Shichen's body.

But fortunately...it was successful! ! !

Although this wooden door looks like it is about to end its life on the surface, the inside is as tough as a new tree. It is not clear how long this state can last, but this is undoubtedly a good start, which means that his guess is correct.

"That's what the system means by 'preliminary'."

A strong sense of fatigue came like a tide, but there was no trace of fatigue at all, because he clearly noticed that the depleted meridians in his body were like new springs, and soft energy began to flow out continuously, traveling along the whole body. .

Moreover, the recovery time is shorter than last time!

"It seems that my guess is correct. As long as I persist in this kind of 'exercise', not only can I master the basics of projection ability skillfully, but after exhausting this energy, I can also explore my potential to the greatest extent, temper my body, and strengthen my body." physical fitness."

Feeling that he was getting stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye, Shi Chen was a little excited:

"Moreover, the difficulty of interpreting coherence should also be different if the materials of objects are different. The latter is obviously more difficult than wood and iron."

"Practice is the only criterion for testing truth. Try something else."

…………

The next day, early in the morning.

The sun rises.

As usual, Tang San first cooked rice porridge for his father, and was about to go out to practice Xuantian Kung Fu and Purple Demon Eyes, but found that the door of Shi's house was open.

"Hey, Brother Chen, why didn't you close the door? Are you out?"

Out of concern, he walked into the house and saw Shi Chen sitting on the Tukang, holding an iron pot in his little hand, mumbling to himself.

This is... evil!

Tang San was surprised, he looked around, pots and pans were scattered all over the floor, making the whole room look very messy;

Shi Chen was sitting on the kang, with thick dark circles under his eyes that were inconsistent with his age on his young face, but there was unconcealable... excitement in his eyes? !

Could it be that he really hit something evil?

"Goo."

Tang San swallowed his throat and asked tentatively: "Brother Chen, you, are you okay?"

Shi Chen turned his head and looked at Tang San doubtfully: "Xiao San'er, I'm fine. What's wrong?"

He can still communicate normally, it seems to be fine... Tang San felt relieved and smiled helplessly: "Brother Chen, you must have stayed up late again."

"You can't do this every day. We are still young, so we need to be more restrained."

What you said sounds weird... Shi Chen put down the pot and said to Tang San seriously:

"Xiao San'er, Brother Chen will teach you a lesson. Staying up late will always feel good. Staying up late will always feel good."

Hey, I'll trap you to death... Shi Chen thought to himself: "By the way, Xiaosan'er, aren't you going to exercise at this point? Why are you here?"

Tang San smiled and pointed at the wooden door:

"Brother Chen, I saw that your door was open. I was worried that something might happen to you, so I came in to take a look. Just in time, I just made a new ointment yesterday. Brother Chen, do you want to try it? It can relieve pain and relax muscles. Being active works wonders.”

"Oh, no need," Shi Chen shook his head, put his hands behind his back, looked out the window, pretended to sigh deeply, and said leisurely:

"Xiao San'er, it seems I can't hide this from you anymore. In fact, your arms, Brother Chen, and I are fine at all."

Hearing this, Tang San was startled. Could it be that the snake's venom was still hidden in his blood and slowly invaded Brother Chen's brain?

There was a hint of vigilance in his eyes when he looked at Shi Chen.

Shi Chen waited for a long time, but didn't wait for Tang San to reply, and was a little confused.

What's going on? There's no reaction at all, so it's hard to say what I'm going to say to show off next time... Turning around, I found Tang San with his childish face, looking at him in a wary manner. Hold yourself.

Shi Chen: "???"

Suddenly, Tang San stepped forward and hugged Shi Chen.

A few thoughts... Shi Chen also pushed Tang San away, and was caught off guard, blurting out: "This is another price, no, Xiaosan, what are you doing?"

He was able to push me away at once. When did Brother Chen's power become so powerful? Is it a flashback?

Tang San said hurriedly: "Brother Chen, according to my observation, the residual poison has secretly invaded your brain. Your condition has worsened, don't resist treatment."

"...," hour.

You are saying in disguise that I am mentally ill.

Seeing Tang San trying to rush forward to stop him again, the corner of Shi Chen's mouth twitched and said angrily:

"Xiao San'er, look at the way your brother Chen and I speak with so much anger, do you think I have lingering poison?"

Looking at Shi Chen's clear and clear eyes, Tang San also hesitated.

Could it be that Brother Chen is really fine? Isn't it right? Not to mention children of the same age, even some adults in the village may not be as strong as myself who has practiced Xuantian Kung now.

There is also this messy room. What did Brother Chen do last night?

"Brother Chen, you..."

Tang San asked tentatively, pointing to the cooking utensils scattered on the floor.

"Now that you have seen it all, I have to tell the truth,"

Shi Chen patted Tang San on the shoulder with a serious expression: "Actually, what you, Brother Chen, and I talk about every night are exercises."

"exercise?"

"Not bad," Shi Chen rolled up his sleeves, revealing his arms that were beginning to show muscle outlines: "If you don't believe me, try it."

Tang San frowned, pinched slightly, and his expression changed slightly.

"Strong muscles and strong muscles..."

Tang San quickly made a rough judgment and was a little stunned.

"But Brother Chen hasn't practiced any special skills like me. Even if he keeps practicing all year round, he can't reach this point. Could it be that Brother Chen has a special talent?"

Well, Xiao San'er, I'm very satisfied with your expression, keep it up.

Shi Chen coughed lightly, stood with his hands behind his hands like before, looked out the window, and sighed in a profound tone:

"Xiaosan'er, do you know why I pretended that something was wrong with my arm?"

"Why?" Tang San asked subconsciously.

"You also know that in half a month, it will be the day for us to awaken our martial spirits. Now, what are our peers doing?"

"In the past few months, Grandpa Jack will take us to do some basic exercises to prepare for the awakening of the martial arts."

"Ah."

Shi Chen laughed vaguely, as if he was mocking, and there was an unexplainable meaning in his words:

"So, Xiao San'er, ask yourself, do you think that kind of intensity is exercise?"

Tang San thought for a moment and said, "It doesn't count."

"That's it. In fact, in my opinion, it's just a little fight between children. It's not even a warm-up for me."

"..." Tang San looked at Shi Chen speechlessly, thinking to himself, Brother Chen, you're not that old, "So..."

"So, in order to make reasonable and effective use of the short time, I can only make this decision. Do you understand?"

Time said lightly.

"I understand," Tang San nodded and praised, "Brother Chen, you disdain ordinary exercise methods. You appear lazy on the surface, but in fact you secretly work hard in private."

I seem to have established a character for myself as a scroll king... Shi Chen coughed a few times and then said:

"Do you know why I told you?"

"why?"

"Because of loneliness."

Tang San:"???"

"How lonely it is to be invincible," Shichen sat back on the kang, looked forward, and said with a deep expression:

"For so many years, I have lived in Holy Soul Village and found that children of the same age are too naive. Only you, Xiaosan, are different. You can barely talk to me."

"They are all too weak. Only Xiaosan, your training method is very special, and you can compare with me..."

Brother Chen, can you see how I practice?It's impossible... Tang San was a little doubtful. If Brother Chen had said this before, he would have just laughed it off, but now he was a little unsure.

"So, in half a month, before the martial soul awakens, let's have a fight, right?"

"what?"

Tang San was a little confused and didn't understand why Brother Chen suddenly mentioned fighting.

"It's so cold at high places," Shi Chen said leisurely, "I've been invincible for a long time, and I always want to find an opponent worthy of my full strength."

Tang San originally wanted to refuse, because he knew that even if Brother Chen's physical fitness was far superior to that of his peers, he would never be his opponent after learning the special skills in Xuantian Baolu.

But when he thought of the "sad" expression before the hour, he agreed.

"Okay, Brother Chen, I agree to your fight. Don't worry, I will definitely be an opponent worthy of your full strength."

"Then it's settled. In half a month, you can decide the location."

Shi Chen smiled with relief and said, "Aren't you going to exercise?"

No, my purple devil eyes... Tang San jumped out of the window neatly and ran quickly towards the hill.

I finally left, pretending I was working so hard.

"Hahaha," Shi Chen laughed a few times, then stretched out his palm and took a deep breath.

The next moment, a pebble appeared out of thin air on his palm.

If you compare it carefully, you will find that this stone is the same as the one on the ground: no matter the size, shape or weight!