Chapter 75: Breathing Is Just a Killing Skill

So, Yi Lin obediently started chopping firewood again.

If we say that the hard "Yin locust wood" can be regarded as firewood.

Yesterday Li Changge was beaten with a locust tree stick, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his face was almost disfigured.

Yi Lin didn't do anything immediately, instead she squinted her eyes and carefully observed where the old ghost hunter had cut.

Now Yi Lin's spiritual attributes are already extraordinary.

Insight has also reached a terrifying level——

"Into the micro".

"I see……"

Yi Lin finally understood how the old ghost hunter easily split the locust tree with that rusty axe.

The silky smooth movements of the flowing clouds and flowing water.

It was like Yin Huaimu took the initiative to separate, instead of being so forceful like Yi Lin.

Yi Lin also finally understood why the back of the wooden plank had a delicate brilliance without burrs.

The old ghost hunter actually followed the grain of the locust tree and cut the wood with an axe.

Instead of... cleaving.

The difference is like clouds and mud.

But understanding it is one thing, but being able to do it is another.

Yi Lin turned her head and asked, "How did you do it?"

"hehe……"

"?"

"hey-hey."

The old ghost hunter smiled darkly, apparently unwilling to reveal the mystery.

Yi Lin tilted her head and hesitated for a while.

This "for a while" is really just a short while.

Yi Lin vouched for her personality.

Definitely not for long.

A second later, Yi Lin looked directly at the old ghost hunter and said loudly, "Let the world feel the pain from now on."

Old ghost hunter: "?"

As soon as Yi Lin's words fell, the old ghost hunter was shocked, and he squatted on the ground like a goat and twitched continuously, his eyes were full of horror.

"fear."

Three seconds later, the old ghost hunter held his head in one hand and panted heavily on the spot. It seemed that he hadn't recovered from the terrifying illusion.

"you!"

Killing intent shot out in the eyes of the old ghost hunter, like steel like iron.

"Let the world feel the pain from now on."

ComboX2.

In the next second, the old ghost hunter's eyes darkened and he fell into complete darkness.

He stretched out his hand and groped ahead, a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

"Blinding."

Yi Lin is now quite comfortable with "disaster-ridden", from the opponent's performance, she can basically guess what kind of negative state the opponent is in.

Another three seconds passed.

The old ghost hunter recovered from the "blinding" state and hadn't had time to speak yet.

"Let the world feel the pain from now on."

ComboX3.

Now that Yi Lin has enough psionic energy to squander, let's not say anything, disasters will happen one after another, let this old ghost hunter suffer a severe beating from the society, and let him deeply understand the danger of the new generation of ghost hunters.

For Yi Lin, it's purely for practicing skills.

The eyes of the old ghost hunter, who had just recovered, became confused again, turning around in circles.

Snapped.

Suddenly, he stumbled under his feet and fell straight on the ground, facing the ground, blood blossomed.

"confusion."

The old ghost hunter managed to get up from the ground.

He looked at Yi Lin with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

Yi Lin said with a smile, with a warm tone: "Actually... I don't really like forcing others."

Why don't you call it forced?

So if you force yourself, don’t you want to go to heaven?

The old ghost hunter almost cursed aloud, but when he thought of the terrifying "one-key three-link", he swallowed back the curse-filled words.

Aggrieved.

Gudong.

The old ghost hunter gave Yi Lin a hard look.

Yi Lin added: "I can play for a whole day, do you believe it or not?"

"!"

The old ghost hunter went limp all over,

His expression was slumped.

After a while, he couldn't help asking: "What kind of power is this...?"

"How many years have you been here? Has the technology of ghost hunters outside improved rapidly? This is the latest researched ghost hunting technique."

"Hunting ghosts?"

The old ghost hunter muttered to himself with a shocked expression, it seemed that he actually believed it.

Yi Lin was not in a hurry, and then word by word, slowly began to move forward skills: "From now on..."

"stop!"

The old ghost hunter was really scared.

He picked up the rusty ax on the ground with one hand, with a blank expression.

Even Nie Hongxiu can't withstand one button three times, let alone you?

Yi Lin smiled coldly in her heart.

"The point is... to breathe."

The old ghost hunter closed his eyes.

In an instant, holding the ax in one hand, he was as motionless as a mountain, and slowly exuded a majestic aura.

Like a mountain like a mountain.

Yi Lin fully concentrated her attention, dispersed her "sense of touch", and unconsciously surrounded the old ghost hunter.

"Um?"

The old ghost hunter suddenly felt that something was wrong with the surrounding atmosphere, but he didn't take it to heart, but continued to enter the state, and said slowly:

"Breathing is a skill."

"Different breathing methods can produce different effects."

The old ghost hunter suddenly breathed in a strange rhythm.

When the old ghost hunter chopped wood yesterday, his speed was so fast that Yi Lin had no time to figure it out carefully.

Compared with yesterday, Yi Lin's mental attributes are like the sky, the ground, and the scattered "sense of touch". At this moment, every change in the old ghost hunter's body, even the slight tremor of the breathing muscles, It's all clear.

"Use your own unique breath... to feel the breath of all things..."

The words of the old ghost hunter suddenly became mysterious.

There seems to be something wrong with the style of painting.

But it doesn't matter.

But Yi Lin's attention was not here, she ignored the old ghost hunter's mysterious words, instead she focused on imitating the unique rhythm of the old ghost hunter's breathing.

Breathing...lungs...heartbeat...wrist...angle...strength...

Exhale... inhale... inhale... inhale...

If it wasn't for the current Yi Lin, even if the old ghost hunter demonstrated it ten thousand times, Yi Lin might not be able to grasp the subtle changes in breathing rhythm.

But now...

After a brief period of deliberation, the old ghost hunter's eyes flashed with brilliance, staring at the piece of wood in front of him, and with the rusty ax in his hand, he slashed down towards the wood at a steady speed.

Looks like an unremarkable axe.

But at this moment, in Yi Lin's "sense senses", there seems to be the mystery of everything.

hiss--

hands up.

Ax falls.

The plank is split in two.

The falling trajectory of the ax is not obscure at all, it is natural, giving people the feeling that the wooden planks are actively separating.

"do you understand?"

The old ghost hunter finished his demonstration and looked back at Yi Lin.

In his opinion, this "breathing method" cannot be learned overnight.

Even he spent many years in order to comprehend the "breathing method".

That is a skill learned from fighting.

If you can't go deep into hell, how can you learn this amazing power?

hehe.

How about teaching you?

Anyway, everyone will die on this mountain.

In this Ghost Mist Mountain.

well.

The old ghost hunter sighed.

Ready to demonstrate again.

Anyway, the old ghost hunter decided that Yi Lin couldn't understand, couldn't comprehend clearly, there was no difference between doing it once and twice, the result was the same.

"Understood."

The ax in the old ghost hunter's hand was halfway up.

"Huh? What did you say?"

The old ghost hunter stared, thinking he had heard wrong.

Yi Lin chuckled, took the rusty ax from the hand of the old ghost hunter, and placed a wooden board on the stake again.

"Wait, you can use your knife... knife... knife... knife..."

Snapped.

Yi Lin had dropped the axe.

board……

split into two!

"Isn't this very simple?"

Look at the ax again, it is intact, without any gaps.

"How can it be!"

The old ghost hunter suddenly had bloodshot eyes.

This "breathing method", it took him almost ten years to...

A fluke, it must be a fluke!

How can it be!

impossible!

Seeing that Yi Lin placed another piece.

Snapped.

Put another piece.

slap.

Yi Lin chopped out two axes one after another.

The board is divided into three.

"..."

Yi Lin put down the ax and did not continue to chop.

Because, a line of text has already appeared in front of his eyes.

...

[Congratulations to Apostle 1010 for his unremitting efforts and amazing perseverance to comprehend and strengthen himself. Grade..."A"! 】

【Apostle 1010 please name this reinforcement. 】

Think for a moment.

Yi Lin smiled slightly without hesitation.

"Killing skills."

Breathing?

Everything is a killing technique.

Yi Lin is very satisfied with her naming taste.

[Naming successful! 】

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【killing skills】

[grade] A-grade

[Effect] Significantly reduces the defense of "carbon-based lifeforms", and has special effects on defensive skills.

[Description] The breathing method learned by the legendary ghost hunter "Nie Xiu" after experiencing the "massacre of thousands of people".

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"Oh? Is this 'strengthening' actually A-level?"