20demayo Chapter 7337 The Heavy Burden Falls on My Shoulders
Chapter 7337 The Heavy Burden Falls on My Shoulders
Chapter 7337 The Heavy Burden Falls on My Shoulders
Zhao Ying glanced at Jiang Guang but didn't say much. She walked to the open space and separated two shadow soldiers. The value of the Mystic Mirror also changed rapidly. The talent strength increased slightly, but the value dropped sharply, from the previous exaggerated 126 to just over 80.
"It seems that for every shadow soldier you create, your main body's combat power drops significantly," Jiang Guang chuckled.
"But each Shadow Soldier has a stat of over forty? That doesn't make sense." Wei Jun's face showed a hint of doubt. What a joke! I, Wei Jun, have a chance of winning against Zhao Ying in a one-on-one fight. But in terms of stats, my stats are only about the same as the Shadow Soldier stats that Zhao Ying assigned.
“Because the Shadow Soldier’s talent strength is very low. Look here.” Wan Zhen pointed to the overall talent strength in the talent structure column. “The Shadow Soldier’s talent strength is very average. Of course, this is in terms of a human. For this kind of talent derivative, it is already absurd to have any talent strength at all.”
"I think I understand how to use this thing," Jiang Guang said, stroking his chin and looking at the magic mirror.
"I understand now. It seems that higher talent strength and higher stats mean stronger combat power." Zou looked at the Mystic Mirror and voiced his judgment.
"That's basically it. The basic values can be considered as physical fitness, or physical performance enhanced by talent, while talent strength is the performance of controlling talent." Wan Zhen nodded and explained, then began to frequently test the veterans present.
At this time, the veterans who can stand guard on the other side of the river and face the demon god are all elites. Each of them has a talent strength of more than six levels of tempering, and the numerical difference varies greatly. The weaker ones have a value of only around thirty, while the stronger ones have more than forty.
As for those over fifty, there are very few, since this dividing line was indeed determined by measuring internal energy leaving the body.
"Well, even though they are both at the sixth level of refining, the difference in their values is still very large." Jiang Zhe looked at the talent strength and values measured by the Secret Mirror and said with a bit of helplessness. His value was only a little over thirty, but his talent strength had reached an astonishing seventh level. In other words, his control and mechanism were very strong, but his values were terrible. He could easily be killed on the spot in close combat.
“You’re already doing well. I only have a score of 29. Is there anyone with a lower score than me?” Yang Tuo looked around at the brothers and asked, “Is there anyone with a lower score than me?”
"Alright, there's no one lower than you. You're already the lowest. But you're a doctor. Although this number is a bit outrageous, your talent level is very high. That's about right," Zhang Huang comforted him.
"Those with high talent strength but low stats seem to mainly rely on forcing their way through the opponent's mechanics and talent bursts, and then launching a close-range attack; while those with high stats absolutely cannot engage in close combat," Tao Tong summarized. Then everyone naturally looked at several ridiculous individuals with stats in the 50s and talent strength at the top level of level six, or even level seven.
"So, what's the difference between a seventh-level talent and a sixth-level talent?" Yang Tuo asked, looking at his own talent level with some confusion.
"It mainly comes down to control and willpower. The higher the talent level, the deeper you can go, the better your control, and the stronger your resistance to willpower. In other words, it means high burst damage, and you all know the numerical values." Wan Zhen explained simply, and the veterans around him nodded.
“Talent strength is equivalent to burst damage, while numerical value is equivalent to carrying capacity or foundation, right? When the gap between talent strength and numerical value is too large, the burst damage ceiling is indeed extremely high, but the foundation may not be able to withstand it.” Jiang Guang looked at Wan Zhen with some speculation.
Wan Zhen nodded, indicating that this was roughly the situation. Then, the group turned to look at Jiang Zhe. There was no way around it; there were very few people with the seventh level of the Refining Talent, and Jiang Zhe was one of them, but his stats were very poor.
"You need to improve your basic skills. Take some drugs. Go visit Sixth Brother more often. He's grown a lot of saffron on his fiefdom." Han Jin patted Jiang Zhe on the shoulder and said, "I don't think you can rely on training. Take some drugs."
"Seriously, I actually have a stat of over forty? That's unbelievable!" An Ling said, pointing to himself with a hint of doubt. He had always thought he was the weakest among the six levels of fusion, but after this test, he discovered that his stats and talent strength were actually at a mid-level among the six levels.
“That’s normal. You have to remember you’re a genius, a genuine seventh-level seed.” Tao Tong patted An Ling on the shoulder and said. He had witnessed An Ling’s progress recently. He could only say that he was still young and his progress was indeed fast.
"In that case, by pointing this at the demon god on the other side, we can determine the strength of their talent and their base stats, right?" Guangyuan said, stroking his chin, his face beaming with excitement. Recently, his Super Regeneration had been thoroughly humiliated by the enemy's trash, forcing him to rely entirely on the Warrior's skills for output, completely unable to showcase his unique abilities. It was truly miserable.
“Yes, this thing is meant for you to use, to keep an eye on the opposing demon god, so that the same kind of accident doesn’t happen again.” Wan Zhen nodded, then handed the Mystic Mirror to Zhao Ying, who was in charge here. “However, this thing is mainly for reference. Observe it first, and once you’ve used it a few times and confirmed that there are no problems, then use the data provided by this thing as the main basis. At this stage, it’s mainly for reference.”
"Okay, let me take a look first." Zhao Ying took the special combat power testing magic mirror, then threw out a pet she had captured. The Heavenly Demon Disintegration was activated, and the seventh level of talent strength plus a value of over 150 left Zhao Ying stunned. However, considering that this Jiang Guang Beast could indeed kill quite a few tough opponents, this value was normal? Normal my ass!
"It should be fine, quite accurate. Except for guys like you who are actually fighting tooth and nail even when they're not actually doing anything, it should be fine for everyone else." After Wan Zhen left, Jiang Guang grinned and reached out, ready to take the thing and use it himself.
Zhao Ying slapped Jiang Guang's claw away, and then naturally began to operate, "Listen to my command first, I'll check the data of the opposing demon god."
“This is it. I was planning to challenge this demon god before.” Zou said, pointing to a demon god across the river who had completely abandoned his inhuman form, transformed into a human, and whose muscles were bulging and his whole body was shining.
After the Arcane Mirror locked on, the demon god on the other side thought that the Han Dynasty was launching another sneak attack, so he moved a few times. Then the Arcane Mirror displayed data: a top-tier sixth-level talent strength, with a value of over eighty. The veterans present gasped when they saw this talent strength and value. This value was much more exaggerated than theirs.
"Quickly, let's look at the others." Wei Jun said hastily. This demon god is not easy to deal with. If Zou were to fight him head-on, he might not be able to win. Of course, he wouldn't die if he lost, because Zou's talent strength is higher and the value is over fifty. His burst power can completely overwhelm the opponent. But if they really fight, it's hard to say.
Zhao Ying used the Arcane Mirror to lock onto another demon god similar to the old tree. Soon, the talent strength and value were displayed. It was also a top-tier sixth-level talent strength with a value of over seventy. Everyone present gasped again. Zhao Ying quickly switched targets.
After quickly chaining together more than a dozen demon gods, the veterans present no longer wanted to use the Arcane Mirror, because each of the demon gods on the other side had a top-tier sixth-level talent strength, with a value of over seventy.
"Damn, this is too much! Are the stats and talent strength of the demon gods really that exaggerated?" Tao Tong couldn't help but curse. "It can't be that bad. Even if they regained their self-awareness, I still killed three or four of them. Are their stats really that exaggerated? I only have the top level of sixth-level talent strength, which is not even negligible. But I killed several demon gods who regained their self-awareness before."
“Wait a minute, I’m going to call that glowing, muscular demon god over. I’ll have a one-on-one duel with him in the river. Remember to use the Mystic Mirror to test him,” Zou suddenly said, standing up.
"No, no, no, that number in the eighties... something could happen." Lang Zhi quickly reached out to stop Zou. This was Master Zhi. If he really lost, even if he could run away, they couldn't help him. On one hand, they couldn't catch up, and on the other hand, that was the rule of Master Zhi.
"It's alright, I can handle a demon god." Zou shook his head, changed into his fortress, shouldered his steel rod with an iron ball slightly larger than a fist on its head, and then beckoned to the other side. The demon god didn't stand on ceremony and walked over as soon as he saw the Han dynasty's master approaching.
"Gong Jiaji." Ji, dressed in full armor, jumped into the river from the opposite side and stood on the water quite naturally. Zou stared at Ji Ji for a moment.
"You actually have complete self-awareness?" Zou asked Ji after a moment of silence.
"Sleeping for hundreds of years, just to maintain the self when I awaken again. Is it strange that I have a self?" Ji said in a relatively complicated accent. Most of the veterans present who did not have his mind-reading bead could not understand him, but since Zou was really from Wu, they could understand what he was saying to some extent.
"Brother Zou, do we need his Mind-Reading Beads?" Lang Zhi asked.
“I understand,” Zou said, waving his hand without turning his head.
"Did you choose to fight us on your own terms?" Zou asked, looking at Ji.
"What's the problem?" Ji asked in a thick accent.
"What is a demon god? Don't you know very well? Shouldn't your very existence be used to destroy demon gods?" Zou asked in a deep voice.
"That was just a vow I made in the past, it doesn't mean I'll keep it now. When I'm in the palace, I'll fulfill the duties that belong to the palace." Ji seemed to be hinting, but also speaking frankly.
"I see. Then there's nothing more to say. Let's just do what we're meant to protect." Zou completely understood the other person, but it was nothing. This was Chen Hou's will, and I would carry it out.
Without a word, Ji vanished from his spot, and the water surface instantly caved in with a huge fan shape. Then, a terrifying wave exploded out. But Zou did not dodge at all, letting the opponent strike his fortress with all his might. The terrifying cutting sound of the blade slicing through the fortress alone made all the onlookers' faces darken. Very strong, extremely strong.
With a dull thud and a cutting sound, the air was blasted into an orange-red cone of light. The sphere at the top of Zou's iron rod was also heated to blue by the intense heat, and then it slammed into Ji's body with unparalleled power.
Unlike his previous slow movements, Zou's attack this time was completely different from the sluggishness he displayed when using heavy weapons; it was incredibly fast!
As someone who specializes in attacking humans, Zou shattered Ji into pieces with just one strike. Then, in a flash, his left hand, gloved with tungsten steel, gripped Ji's completely mutated neck amidst the water mist. He then unleashed a powerful attack of will. As the water and mud receded, Zou, wearing the fortress armor with a huge gap slashed by Ji's attack, stood on the water's surface, holding Ji in one hand, looking incredibly ruthless.
So what if the value is over eighty? I only need one move to decide the outcome, to decide life and death!
"Brother Zou, awesome!" Anling couldn't help but applaud. The other veterans standing outside the river also showed their respect. This thing was getting more and more terrifying.
The demons who had gathered on the other side of the river fell silent. They had seen Zou Ta make a move before, and some of them even wanted to challenge him. But the power Zou Ta displayed this time far surpassed his previous level.
Zou glanced back at the demon god, then carried Ji back to the riverbank that belonged to his family.
"Zhao Ying, take a look at the values and talent strength of my previous attack. That was my final blow." Zou Ta held Ji in one hand. At this moment, Ji was not actually dead. It could only be said that Zou Ta had stopped him. If he were to throw him aside, Ji, who was in a state of self-collapse, would be able to recover into a mindless demon god in a few seconds. But now was not the time for Ji to recover into a mindless demon god.
"The talent intensity that burst forth instantly is extremely high, completely exceeding the previous limit, and the value is several times higher than before." Zhao Ying flipped through the contents recorded in the secret mirror, and the worry she had when looking at the demon god on the other side instantly dissipated.
“Talent strength is talent strength, and basic attributes are basic attributes, but how to combine them is our advantage. Even we can’t withstand the final move of the Fivefold Melting.” Zou glanced at the group of veterans whose fear had subsided and said, “A value of over ninety, talent strength similar to mine? What’s wrong, you think you can defeat me with that?”
"This explains why Jiang Guang, at the peak of the first stage of the Heavenly Demon Disintegration, has a value of over 120, and yet there are still people who can withstand him." Zhao Ying said to Jiang Guang with a grin. He had thought it was excessive before. Jiang Guang's absurd value of 121 was ridiculous. If it was really that abnormal, how could Zou Ta and his group of veterans with values of over 50 withstand Jiang Guang? The problem is that when the second stage of the Heavenly Demon attacked Zou Ta, Zou Ta didn't explode immediately.
"Oh, that explains why Zhou Wu, despite only being at the fifth level of the Refining Realm, can defeat most of the sixth-level Refining Realm cultivators." Fang He said, stroking his chin. Zhou Wu's exaggerated strength and absurd exertion meant that most of the sixth-level cultivators who went head-to-head with him were defeated by him.
“Because essentially, every punch and kick from Zhou Wu is a finishing move, just not as powerful as other finishing moves, but it’s long-lasting,” Dong Zhe said thoughtfully. After all, anyone who sees their Spiral Force Field, which they’ve been playing with for so many years, being torn apart by someone’s bare hands would have to think about whether they’ve lived a life of luxury.
“Demons don’t have finishing moves, and in fact, the veterans of the previous generation rarely had finishing moves either.” Bashu, as a representative of the previous generation of veterans, said in a deep voice, “Developing finishing moves is not easy, and it is also easy to have backlashes during the development process. If one’s basic qualities, talent, control, and other aspects are slightly inadequate, one may injure oneself. And there weren’t so many healing things back then.”
"The essence of the Demon God is actually just piling on materials, which means powerful basic qualities, super-fast regeneration ability, plus a very ordinary talent structure. They are strong because of the first two. In fact, we have seen before that none of their talent strength has reached the seventh level." Wang Mao said, stroking his chin. "On the other hand, our side basically all have talent strength that is half a level higher than basic qualities."
The kind of aptitude you can't keep building up. After all, the human body has its limits. The fact that the Han Dynasty can now boost the basic aptitude of its veterans to match their innate talent is, frankly, like cheating. Think about people like Zhu Tao and Peng Hong. Their stats might only be around 40, but their innate talent might have reached around level eight, which is at least no less than Wang Mao's.
Currently, some members of the Han army can achieve a value of around fifty during the sixth level of refining, which is already considered extremely absurd. Based on past experience, achieving a value of fifty by separating internal energy from the body would have required eight levels of refining.
The Demon God's value of over seventy was truly accumulated over hundreds of years!
“The abnormal ones are actually us. You can understand it with a little thought,” Zhang Huang said with a dry laugh. “Many things look simple, but you need basic conditions to master them. Some of the basic conditions that we take for granted now were completely unattainable in the past. Now that we’ve reached the fifth level of fusion, we can learn from each other and master the ultimate techniques with a high probability. In the past, we were one in a thousand.”
"It should be. Anyway, I didn't learn it when I was at the fifth level. Of course, at that time, God Slayer was considered a finishing move," Wang Mao said with a hint of reminiscence.
"The ultimate skill of the God-Slaying Calculation has taken thousands of people to use," Bai Wang said irritably. He had only one opinion about the ultimate skills that all elite warriors possessed: brain-dead skills that rely entirely on evolution points. What are evolution points? They are, of course, survival of the fittest.
Anyway, Bai Wang would never let his son become a sniper or a shield guard, or eat and use drugs excessively!
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