Thousand-Faced Dragon
Chapter 473 Four Monks
Chapter 473 Four Monks
Monks are a unique profession that fights with their lives and evolves through battle.
It's not that other professions lack this characteristic, but rather that they don't urge people to do so.
Without armor, one relies on agility, perception, and faith to evade danger.
He doesn't wield a sword; his iron fist comes from muscles and qi.
One person opens the door; no need for equipment or weapons. It's either evolve or die.
"The weak must die."
As the candidates for the title of Hero entered the hall, they were greeted by a furious roar.
Then, the blood-red shadow rushed out.
And so, death came again and again.
"Has Wu gone mad again?"
The lone warrior dragged the four candidates directly into the arena in the void.
The deliberately suppressed basic qualities do not affect the overwhelming killing efficiency.
In the small arena, limbs and heads flew everywhere, and crazed demon monks moved about like ghosts.
His fists and feet were as explosive and fierce as a raging ape. Every time the constantly flashing ghost appeared, the burst of its power could take away a limb.
Whether it's the tough blue dragon monk, the constantly resurrecting centaur monk, the cat monk who hides as a shadow, or the dragonborn monk who has no choice but to wear heavy armor to survive one more punch, they are all doomed with one punch.
One person, one time, taking turns.
Rean was an exception; his act of wearing armor caused him to die twice more.
"This is also my flesh and blood! You see, it doesn't affect the flow of qi," Li was still trying to argue, how was it shameless for him to wear armor, it was obviously a product of flesh and blood.
"Blasphemy!"
"evil ways!"
"I don't know what to say, teacher, beat him up."
The first to complain were the other "classmates," who wondered why they were the only ones who could wear armor while they had to be beaten with their bare hands.
Rean sighed, disarmed himself, and resigned himself to his fate. It wasn't that he really felt he had done something wrong, but rather that he realized it was useless and even had a negative effect.
In actual combat, "Dragon Armor" is his own talent, so why not use it? But he was reminded by someone and realized that it is still teaching time.
"Using physical violence and death to teach is an overly hardcore teaching method."
Every death is a baptism, a passing on of tradition.
The qi was injected into the body.
Erosion, assimilation, destruction.
Internal organ failure, muscle overload, blood vessel collapse, skin dehydration. Every blow, every death, is an experience of a completely different way of killing.
Four Symbols, Shadow, Striker? In his hands, there is no difference; in fact, many of his techniques are a fusion of several systems.
"Use the body to kill, use the body to remember, use the body to forget; let instinct drive the body to act."
This is probably what is meant by "the mind precedes the form, and the fist arrives with the mind." Rean learned and recorded it with his body, then died and came back to life, and came back to life and died again.
This was a bit intimidating for the other candidates watching from the sidelines.
The inheritances of previous heroic souls were not this brutal.
"Was Teacher Wu holding it in for too long?"
"These people are all a bit strange. I've never seen anyone die so happily."
"I heard that the martial monks have gone down to train in groups. There's also a live broadcast from the square. They've been fighting their way down and are getting famous, especially the centaur father and daughter duo, who are already quite well-known."
"I also watched the live stream and even sent money."
"Wait, have all three of them reached the branch schools? Weren't they all non-martial monks before? How did they reach the second or third level so quickly? One is from the Shadow Sect, one is from the Four Symbols Sect, and that complete newbie is glowing all over. I don't even know what school he belongs to."
"Is this the blessing of being a candidate for Heroic Soul? I've heard that it greatly speeds up the progress and gives newcomers a competitive edge, but this is too outrageous. One week's progress is more than what others have made in one or two years?"
"Otherwise, wouldn't the newcomers have no hope at all? I think this Felipe might actually win in the end; his rate of improvement is terrifying."
The Heroic Spirit Compendium displays the candidates' basic abilities and racial talents because they form a "soul link" with each other.
This is similar to a soul network that connects three or four servers, but there is only one copy of the core data (inheritance). Through continuous trial runs, the server with the highest compatibility and the smoothest operation is found to become the new main server.
In this process, the connection is already formed. Those seemingly short two weeks are actually the limit to which the soul can withstand pressure without collapsing or deforming.
Change is always happening.
"They've all become monks? Isn't that the hardest profession to obtain?"
"Dimon is attempting to become a fifth-tier Grand Knight. A few months ago, he was just an ordinary cook whose main attack method was to spray people with his mouth." During the Soul Link stage, as long as you work hard enough, it is easy to break through to the corresponding profession. Although you can't "ascend to the gods" like Rean, there are basically no barriers to entry at the rule level.
The progress of the three new monks is quite obvious, especially in their changes during actual combat.
With Wu's special attention, Talia gradually shed the bad habit of risk aversion that thieves typically have. Assassins must ensure that every strike is effective, because there is a high chance that there won't be a second strike.
But monks can launch surprise attacks or engage in direct confrontation; they often fight first and then assess the situation.
They are confident that they can react faster and make targeted changes to any of their opponent's reactions and counterattacks.
In actual combat, you can often exchange a few blows with a monk in the early stages, but after fighting for a while and they figure out your moves, you will be overwhelmed and beaten very humiliatingly.
"It's passable, at least it's not rotten wood."
Another punch turned the cat monk into a dead cat, yet Wu surprisingly gave a relatively positive evaluation.
Talia is making rapid progress. She is rationally adjusting her fighting style, and another innate advantage is gradually emerging. As a big cat beastman, the leopard man's physical balance, flexibility, and explosive power in sudden pounces are all very suitable for becoming a monk-type professional.
Their highest level of agility, which is also the only "agility specialization" among these candidates, will further enhance this innate trait as they evolve.
"Light and electric dance, bloody and violent."
Two passive racial talents were activated: one greatly increased speed and reaction speed, and the other was like a berserk boost to strength and physique.
With her racial talent as a high-level predator, and the activation of her passive traits, she is quite suitable to become a monk.
"Use your brain! Don't just think with your body!"
The candidates on the other side, however, presented a completely different picture.
King Felipe also died repeatedly, but with each rebirth, his body showed subtle differences. One part was the "scar mold" left to him by Wu, and the other part was the result of his own evolutionary thinking.
Centaurs are physically designed for running and hauling cargo; they have maximum endurance and physique, but virtually no agility.
At full speed, like a galloping horse, there's no point in dodging; one of us will inevitably die. This is great for knights or heavily armored warriors, but it's a negative effect for monks who require quick reflexes and precise maneuvers.
His joints and long legs are only suitable for running, not for turning or quick reflexes.
His use of air as armor and barriers is extravagant and powerful, but it is also the knights' fighting strategy.
"Be reborn, remember this structure."
Wu repeatedly crushed Felipe's joints and infused them with air to regenerate them. In the process, his limbs were constantly modified, transforming into more agile joints that were more suited to the monk.
This is not something that can be accomplished overnight; it requires repeated trial and error, then breaking the new joint and rebuilding it. Normal people don't have this regenerative ability, and even if they did, they would be in excruciating pain.
But Felipe simply endured it silently and made continuous, proactive adjustments.
Suddenly, he smiled.
"interesting."
It seems that he also found his own pleasure in the space between life and death.
Every muscle is being reshaped, every joint is being adjusted; even without the influence of the heroic spirit's inheritance, his path is already destined to reach the heavens.
"You're still too slow."
As the same person, Rean was also taken care of quite a bit after removing his armor.
The attribute ratios of dragons are similar to, or even more extreme than, those of centaurs. Even after being possessed by a heroic spirit and having their attributes adjusted, they still cannot compare to true agile orcs.
Rean could only grit his teeth and persevere, trying his best to keep up.
"Wait, am I stupid? I wasn't a pure candidate or a pure monk to begin with."
Rean created some distance and began casting spells, casting "Great Stride," "Acceleration," and "Mage Shield," among other magical effects. Since Wu didn't interrupt, it meant he agreed with this approach.
Next, the red dragon bloodline was activated, and the surrounding dragon flames transformed into accelerating fire serpent tentacles.
The Four Symbols Monks, fighters who manipulate the elements, do not move purely with their arms. Their elemental tentacles can be used as weapons for attack, as well as as aids for movement and defense.
The monks and Dharma masters of the Four Symbols gradually found their own rhythm in battle.
"Forget it, just die."
As for the final Blue Dragon Monk, Wu continued to grant him death.
However, the other party did not show any significant change during this process. There was some progress, but not much.
A cup that is already full is naturally not as easy to change or fill as an empty cup.
He gradually became the one who died the fewest times, but he was actually very happy about it, thinking that he had satisfied his teacher.
Rean, however, shook his head.
"Students who are not expected to be called upon will naturally not be called upon frequently."
(End of this chapter)
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