Chapter 194 Blow up the Chen family village for me! (seeking subscription)

True Qi: 752/930 (+30%)

Seeing this line of values, Chen Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

930 points of original qi, 30% bonus zhenqi, the total amount of zhenqi in his body has reached 1209 points.

The requirement for using the Wind Chaser Arrow has been met.

Of course, it can only be used once.

Therefore, he intends to use this trick as a trump card.

Looking up,

Realm: Early stage of pulse refining (0/6 million)

The potential points required for the next pulse have increased from 4.3 million to 6 million.

The Yin Qiao Meridian has nine acupoints. If you want to get through all of them, you need at least 54 million potential points.

Chen Fan frowned.

This requires a lot of potential points.

You know, 10 million potential points is enough for him to strengthen his body once.

Then again, it is a difficult thing to pulse.

In addition to doubling the amount of zhenqi needed, you will also encounter zhenqi disorder on the way, and even go into a state of madness. At the slightest, the zhenqi in the body will be wasted, which is futile, and at worst, the meridians will be damaged, and life may be in danger.

Therefore, the pulse refining warriors who have just broken through in the association are often accompanied by mid-stage pulse refining warriors when they are rushing to the pulse. If there is danger, they can also provide timely assistance.

And those warriors in the middle and late stages of pulse refining have to be more careful when charging their pulses. Even if there are people around them, if there is a problem, the other party will not dare to lend a helping hand. If one is not good, both of them will be severely injured internal injuries.

Looking at it this way, although potential points are consumed a lot, it is also very cost-effective to guarantee a one-time success.

"I still have 20 million contribution points left. If I use all of them to buy the medicinal materials for refining Qixue Pill, I can buy 1,000 copies. If each copy can provide 300,000 potential points, it will be 300 million potential points."

Chen Fan pondered for a while.

300 million potential points, spent 50 million, to get through the fourth meridian.

Then there are still 250 million left. According to the calculation of the potential points of 10 million per pulse, it should not be a big problem to get through the fifth article.

Article 6 is probably enough.

"Let's keep it, let's refine Zhenqi Pill."

Chen Fan thought.

The price of medicinal materials of Zhenqi Pill is bound to be higher than that of Qixue Pill, but the price/performance ratio must be higher than that of Ultimate Qixue Pill.

"Tomorrow, take time to participate in the pulse-refining-level martial artist assessment. If you pass, you can get the authority to buy Zhenqi Dan Dan Fang, as well as the pulse-refining state martial arts."

Chen Fan clenched his fists.

According to Uncle Zhang, a few years ago, those awakened people in Anshan City did not want to clash with elite beasts unless they had to.

Now, I already have the strength to shoot and kill elite-level beasts, and if I burst out with all my strength, I can retreat safely.

However, just in case, it is better to increase your strength as much as possible.

Looking at the time, it was already eight or nine o'clock at night. Chen Fan cleaned up the alchemy room, closed the door, and walked towards the president's office.

Knocked on the door twice, and after hearing Sun Wei's invitation to come in, Chen Fan pushed the door open and entered.

"Brother Chen, how is it? Is the alchemy process going well? I heard that you haven't come out since last night?"

Sun Wei said with a smile.

"Not going well."

Chen Fan returned the access control card to the other party, and smiled wryly: "Almost ten medicinal materials have been consumed, and not a single finished pill has been refined."

That's all he can say, after all, all the pills that have been refined have been processed by him on the spot.

"Hahaha."

Sun Wei laughed loudly, "It's normal, it's all like this, just like my friend, in the first one or two months, he couldn't even refine a single pill, and it will be fine later."

"Um."

Chen Fan nodded, hesitated for a while, and said, "President, besides this, I have one more thing that I want to tell you."

"you say."

"President, I want to take part in the assessment of the pulse-refining martial artist."

After the words fell, the latter froze on the spot, opening his mouth wide enough to stuff a basket of eggs.

He stared at Chen Fan without blinking, and asked, "You, what did you say? You want to participate in the pulse-refining martial artist assessment. Could it be that you are already a pulse-refining martial artist?"

"probably."

Chen Fan scratched his head and said, "I feel a breath flowing in my body, which is completely different from the feeling of strength."

"The breath is flowing? Infuriating!"

Sun Wei exclaimed.

"Um."

Chen Fan nodded

Sun Wei was suddenly speechless.

You must know that there are only twenty or thirty members of the entire association of pulse-refining martial artists, and they are basically located in medium-sized or large cities.

In a small city like Anshan City, you can count the pulse-refining-level warriors who have been trained on one hand.

And Chen Fan?

He stood up from the chair all of a sudden, "Brother Chen, are you really joking? Are you really feeling angry inside your body?"

"President, do you think I will joke about this kind of thing?"

Chen Fan couldn't laugh or cry.

"Yeah."

Sun Wei was stunned when he heard the words, then his face showed excitement, and he said to himself: "Unexpectedly, my branch in Anshan City unexpectedly produced a martial artist of the pulse refining state, the pulse refining state, the pulse refining state."

His expression looked even more excited than Chen Fan's.

"In this way, I will contact the headquarters immediately. In two or three days at most, the headquarters will send someone over to conduct an assessment on you."

"Two or three days?"

Chen Fan frowned slightly.

Is this time too long?

Sun Wei saw what Chen Fan was thinking in his heart, and said with a wry smile: "The assessment of a pulse-refining warrior is different from that of a strong warrior. If it is a strong warrior, the presidents of our branches can call the shots, but the pulse-refining The martial artist assessment must be approved by the people from the headquarters.

This is the same for the nearby Qingcheng, not to mention Anshan City. "

"so."

Chen Fan nodded, a little helpless, but understandable.

After all, for the association, martial artists in the pulse refining state are the backbone of the association, and there is nothing wrong with stricter requirements.

If it is the assessment of the true yuan realm warriors, the examiner may be the president of the association.

"Brother Chen, your progress is really fast."

Sun Wei said with emotion.

He still remembered that when Chen Fan joined the branch a few days ago, he was a dark energy warrior, but the next day, he was a Huajin warrior.

Now, he has become a pulse refining warrior.

But then again, Chen Fan's fighting power in Huajin is indeed not comparable to that of other Huajin warriors.

Breaking through so quickly seems to be traceable.

After bidding farewell to Sun Wei, Chen Fan was thinking while walking.

There are still two or three days to unlock the purchase permission, so you can't pin your hopes on Zhenqi Pill.

Tomorrow gold is not as good as getting copper, so continue to buy medicinal materials and refine Qi and blood pills.

Buy 200 copies first, and the refining can be completed in less than two days. The potential points provided are also 60 million points, which just breaks through to the middle stage of vein refining.

Then take advantage of the period of time to improve the basic agility.

In addition, you can go back for a while. After all, I have been away from the village for nearly three days. According to the agreement, the old man should give me an incomplete exercise.

As for now, he plans to practice agility.

Arrived in the training room.

In the cabinet on the north side, there are many load-bearing clothes.

These clothes are made of special materials and are very dense. The weight of a coat ranges from a few hundred catties to ten thousand catties.

Chen Fan glanced at his physical attributes, it was close to 7000 points, and the maximum weight was 70,000 catties.

He walked to a 10,000-jin weight-bearing jacket and easily carried it on his body.

The last time he trained agility was in the Chen Family Fort. At that time, his weight was only about 5,000 jin. This time, he directly doubled it.

When he was about to take another piece, he found that it was the only one weighing 10,000 jin.

This made him a little dumbfounded. Thinking about it, even a martial artist in the early stage of pulse refining state has a physique of more than a thousand and a weight of almost 10,000 catties.

Fortunately, after communicating with Sun Wei, he also brought the 10,000-jin weight-bearing clothing from the remaining training rooms.

After wearing almost four pieces on his body, he finally felt the pressure, as if there were several mountains pressing down on his body.

"Let's do this first."

Chen Fan thought in his heart, when he got used to this load, the proficiency of basic body skills would increase slowly, so it would not be too late to add more.

In the early morning of the next day, before dawn, nearly a hundred guards and seven or eight military vehicles had assembled in the Song Family Fort.

Even, there are two vehicles behind, and two artillery pieces are pulling.

Everyone, fully armed, stared at the person in front, that is, the castle owner Song Hailong.

"Cousin, everyone is here, you can leave at any time."

Cheng Lei came over and said.

"Um."

Song Hailong nodded, glanced at everyone present, and said loudly: "You all know what happened, those people in Chenjiazhai are so reckless, they ran into my Songjiabao to kill people, Captain Guan was the one who killed him! Tell me, should we avenge this revenge!"

"The newspaper!"

Nearly a hundred people said in unison.

"Should the people in Chenjiazhai be killed?"

"It's time to kill!"

"Okay! Listen to my order and set off immediately!"

As the city gate opened, military vehicles one after another rushed towards Chenjiazhai with arrogance.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the outline of the Chen family village appeared in everyone's sight.

Looking from a distance, the gate of the village is closed, and there is no sound in the village.

"These **** slept soundly."

Song Hailong looked at this scene, his teeth were about to be crushed.

He hasn't closed his eyes since last night.

"Cousin, let's let people rush in and arrest people?"

"Not urgent."

Song Hailong sneered, and said, "Where's the artillery? Let's bomb a few rounds first to kill and disable these bastards, and then go in and arrest people."

Cheng Lei nodded.

Indeed, if you do this, you can weaken the opponent's vitality and reduce your own losses.

Soon, two 75mm howitzers, pushed by more than a dozen guards, aimed at the gate of Chenjiazhai.

The weight of these two cannons is as high as 800 kilograms, and a shell weighs nearly 5 kilograms. When fired, it can blast a pit on the ground with a diameter of one meter and a depth of half a meter. People around five or six meters can directly It was blown into powder, and the dense shrapnel rain formed by the explosion had a killing radius of up to 75 meters.

In a mere Chenjiazhai, after several rounds of artillery fire, more than half of them were definitely killed or injured.

"Fire! Blow up the Chen family village!"

Song Hailong roared.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The deafening sound of cannons spread far away, and even the people in Anshan City, a hundred miles away, woke up from their sleep one by one, and looked around blankly. Was there an earthquake?

Intensive shells fell, countless houses were blown to pieces, shrapnel, soil clods flew across, not long after, the entire Chenjiazhai fell into a sea of flames.

"Damn, these bastards!"

Under the light of the fire, Song Hailong looked at this scene with a ferocious smile on his face.

Cheng Lei also showed emotion on his face.

This is the power of artillery.

Not to mention a flesh-refining martial artist, even a strong martial artist, in the face of this kind of firepower, will be blown to pieces.

But gradually, he felt that something was not right.

Quiet,

It was too quiet.

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(end of this chapter)