Killing System, the Ultimate Killer

The residents of the city were very happy to see that the defenders had won another battle today and repelled the Huns.

The people at the border are used to life and death. As long as the enemy does not attack the city, they are safe.

If the city is about to fall, they will flee with their families.

Living at the border, life and death depended on the guarding army.

There are not many residents in the pass, but there are quite a few people who are caravans.

Now the Xiongnu army is knocking at the pass, and the caravan cannot get out of the pass, nor can it go back, so it stays inside the pass.

Back in the military camp, everyone finished dinner in silence and rested.

After fighting with the enemy for a day, they were exhausted both mentally and physically.

Sheng Huaian was no exception. This afternoon, his knife was so full that he cut from Penglai East Road to Penglai West Road. Anyway, he felt that he was awesome.

The two battalions that guarded the city were full when they went up to the city wall. After the battle ended in the evening, only half of them made it back alive.

One can imagine how tragic the war was.

After lying down, Sheng Huaian had free time to see how many kill points he had obtained this afternoon.

Name: Sheng Huaian

Race: Human race

Realm: Intermediate martial artist (+)

Kung Fu: ["Rang Niu Jin" (Xiao Cheng)]

Strength: 700 pounds

Talent: Bronze Archer (+)

Kill value: 70

With 70 kill points, in the morning, there were still 25 health points left.

In the afternoon, I killed more than 30 enemies, but gained 45 kill points.

Wouldn't it be better to kill someone and gain some health points?

Why did it suddenly change again?

This makes Sheng Huaian never think about riding on her sister, and Qian Si wants to ride on her first sister!

Looking at 70 health points, a plus sign appeared behind the martial arts realm, indicating that he could improve his cultivation level again.

Sheng Huaian added points without hesitation. If he didn't improve his cultivation strength now, he would have no chance when he died.

Add points with one click!

In an instant, a force filled his whole body, continuously strengthening his body, flesh and bones, as if he was undergoing tempering and transformation.

At the same time, the experience and memory of Mang Niu Jin's cultivation also poured into his mind.

It was as if he had practiced Mang Niu Jin thousands of times, and those experiences and memories were deeply imprinted in his mind.

Strengthening is over.

Name: Sheng Huaian

Race: Human race

Realm: Late martial artist stage

Kung Fu: ["Rang Niu Jin" (Xiao Cheng)]

Strength: 999 pounds

Talent: Bronze Archer (+)

Kill value: 30

It took forty killing points to upgrade his cultivation level to the late warrior stage.

"This killing value is too useless." He fought desperately for an entire afternoon, and the killing value gained allowed him to improve his cultivation by one level.

Seeing that there were still 30 kill points left, he could add more points after the bronze archer, but Sheng Huaian did not continue to add more points to improve the archer's level.

He planned to keep it and ask the veteran for a knife skills book tomorrow to improve his sword skills.

Otherwise, when fighting, you will only have brute strength, and it will be more difficult to fight against an enemy of the same level.

Now that it's here, let's make peace with it!

Although in this world, there are no lovely enlightening stars at night, and no one can inherit his more than one hundred gigabytes of memory.

But in this world, if he has a golden finger, he will definitely be able to reach the top of his life and see different styles.

I will no longer be like in my previous life, just enjoying the blessings of 007.

There are so many beauties in the world, and they are no worse than those enlightenment teachers...

With good wishes, Sheng Huaian fell into a deep sleep.

…

Early the next morning, Sheng Huaian was woken up to go out for training.

The border defenders can only survive by strengthening themselves.

Sheng Huaian was a little uncomfortable with being suddenly called up for training.

I used to get up so early to go out for exercise, or before——

That era of youthful longing.

After practicing the Mang Niu Jin exercises a few times, it was time to have breakfast.

Today, their camp does not have to guard the city wall, but they cannot be idle. They have to be on standby in the military camp at all times.

After breakfast, Sheng Huaian found the veteran.

"Uncle!"

Sheng Huaian rubbed his hands and smiled.

"What for?" The veteran looked at Sheng Huaian.

"Hehe, what about that? Do you have any sword skills practiced in the army? You can teach them to me." Sheng Huaian said with a smile.

"That's it? It's like being a thief." The veteran rolled his eyes at Sheng Huaian and said.

"You killed a lot of enemies yesterday, and I have reported your military merits to you. As long as you don't die, it's no problem to get a boss in the future." The veteran said.

Above the chief are the pawn chiefs, who can command fifty people, and the bo chiefs, who can command one hundred people.

The uncle can be regarded as a junior general in the army, holding the rank of ninth-grade military attache.

What the veteran said about becoming a bo-chan was not a big statement, but with Sheng Huaian's military exploits in killing the enemy yesterday, it was more than enough to be promoted to a bo-chan.

It's a pity that the death rate of border soldiers is extremely high. Many soldiers died in battle before they could be promoted.

"Uncle, let's not talk about this for now. First, teach me the sword skills."

Sheng Huaian didn't care whether he was older or not at the moment, he just wanted sword skills to improve his combat effectiveness and combat skills.

Survival is fundamental.

Only when you are alive can you have the capital to talk about other things.

"Why are you anxious?" The veteran glared at Sheng Huaian.

"Brother Huai'an, even if you don't speak, the chief will teach you the sword skills." Wang Wu said with a smile.

In the battle yesterday afternoon, Sheng Huai'an had no strength, but his sword skills were poor, and they naturally saw it.

"Watch carefully, I will personally practice it for you." The old soldier raised his knife and demonstrated the knife skills for Sheng Huaian.

Sheng Huaian nodded happily, staring at the old soldier intently, afraid of missing any details.

The old soldier began to demonstrate, and every move of the knife in his hand was very sharp, designed for killing.

There seemed to be a layer of bloody air surrounding the old soldier's blade, which made the surrounding temperature drop. The knife in his hand was like an arm, swinging freely.

There were a total of eighteen moves. After a set of knife skills were demonstrated, the old soldier put away the knife and looked at Sheng Huaian.

"How is it, did you remember it? Do you want me to show you again?"

Sheng Huaian nodded and said with a smile: "I remembered it all, thank you uncle."

"Really remember it?"

Everyone looked at Sheng Huaian.

"Yes!"

Sheng Huaian nodded, didn't he remember it?

Name: Sheng Huaian

Race: Human

Level: Late martial arts apprentice

Kungfu: [《Rough Bull Strength》 (minor success)] [《Blood Evil Sword Skill》 (not yet mastered) (+)]

Strength: 999 jin

Talent: Bronze Archer (+)

Kill value: 30

Seeing that the sword skill was recorded by the golden finger and a plus sign appeared behind it, Sheng Huaian clicked the plus sign without hesitation.

Directly cultivate immortality with one click, simple and fast.

In an instant, the ten kill points disappeared, and the experience of the Blood Evil Sword Skill flooded into his mind, making Sheng Huaian feel like he had practiced the Blood Evil Sword Skill for two and a half years.

"Practice it once and show me." The old soldier threw the knife to Sheng Huaian.

Sheng Huaian took the knife, drew the knife and practiced.

Upward slash to cut the sparrow, forcefully split Huashan, horizontally facing the horse, night battle in all directions, sweeping thousands of troops, slashing randomly... (I can't go on)

Sheng Huaian skillfully practiced the eighteen styles of the Blood Evil Sword Skill.

The old soldier, Zhang Daniu, Wang Wu, Li Bu San, and Li Bu Si looked at Sheng Huaian as if they were looking at a monster.

He could reach this level after watching it once. Could this kid really be a martial arts demon? !

"Brother Huaian, you can reach this level after watching it once. It's equivalent to two and a half years of practice." Zhang Daniu said admiringly.

"Oh, sometimes I really hate the injustice of God." Wang Wu sighed as he looked at Sheng Huaian.

Someone like Sheng Huaian, who looks like a scholar, is actually a martial arts genius. Who can he complain to?

"Hehe, I just have a better understanding." Sheng Huaian said with a silly smile.

"Okay, don't be proud and complacent. Practice hard. You are just a beginner." The old soldier said.

"Well, uncle, I know." Sheng Huaian nodded.

Name: Sheng Huaian

Race: Human

Level: Late stage of martial arts

Kungfu: [《Rough Bull Strength》 (Minor Success)] [《Blood Evil Sword Skill》 (Beginner) (+)]

Strength: 999 jin

Talent: Bronze Archer (+)

Killing Points: 20

Seeing that Blood Evil Sword Skill could be further practiced, Sheng Huaian added points without hesitation.

Blood Evil Sword Skill went from beginner to minor success, using 20 killing points.

Killing points were also used up, and his combat power was improved by another level.

Looking at the used killing points, Sheng Huaian felt very uncomfortable.

It was like a person without savings looking at a bank card with zero balance.

…

“Dong Dong Dong…”

Outside the pass, the drums sounded, and the Hun army began to knock on the pass again.

In the military camp, Sheng Huaian looked at the city wall and wanted to join the battle.

If you don’t kill the enemy, you won’t have killing points, and without killing points, you can’t become stronger.

This made him feel very uncomfortable.