Wizard: I have ten trillion nanomachines

At this moment, Luo Kunlun was immersed in the mystery of the complete Ripple Breathing Method. The energy was like a living thing, flowing and dissipating in his blood at will.

As his mastery of this energy deepened, Lo Kunlun also began to contemplate the properties of the ripples.

Based on current information, ripples have the following characteristics.

Energy emission, physical enhancement, including self-healing enhancement.

In addition, the ripples also have the property of "water control", which can harden, twist and manipulate water, oil or blood.

Therefore, the carrier of ripples in the human body is blood, and the human body's blood circulation can form a ripple shield like a water film for defense.

It is quite lethal to aquatic organisms and can also directly control and harden large areas of water.

Thinking of this, Luo Kunlun had an idea and reached out to grab the water glass on the table.

The water in the cup instantly boiled and surged, eventually condensing into a semi-transparent block of water with a hardness comparable to rock. This is a direct manifestation of the ripple water control properties.

Therefore, it is not wrong to regard Qigong practitioners as "water masters".

In terms of energy output, the ripples themselves are not very destructive unless you deliberately try to create something fancy.

Essentially, this thing isn't very lethal. When it hits an ordinary person, it just makes them feel like they're being electrocuted, like their muscles are being numb. But if it hits a dead person, it will burn their flesh and blood.

However, ripples do contain energy. They are similar to sunlight, which is electromagnetic waves and electromagnetic radiation. Theoretically, if the energy is large enough, it can directly melt or even vaporize a person.

Of course, that's only in theory.

Therefore, Qigong practitioners use techniques to inject ripple energy into their opponents' bodies, directly damaging their weak points such as the heart and blood vessels.

In addition, some schools of thought also have secret techniques for adjusting the vibration frequency of the ripples.

Just like turning water into harder and more lethal ice, this form of ripple is called "battle aura".

Even a direct strike can be lethal. However, they generally prefer to use fists, feet, and weapons to disrupt their opponent's meridians and acupoints.

The meridians are the flow of blood and nerves, and acupoints are hidden within them.

This secret technique is known as Secret Martial Arts.

Therefore, the extraordinary beings in that plane are more accurately described as martial artists or esoteric practitioners than as Ripple warriors.

The world is also known as the Secret Martial World by the Tower Wizards.

"Secret Weapon, while preserving the original offensive effect to the greatest extent, adjusts and transforms the ripples into a more lethal fighting spirit."

"Perhaps I should go and take a look at the Secret Martial World."

Luo Kunlun pondered.

There was clearly no secret martial arts tradition in the camp.

He Lai once said that martial artists and masters in the Secret Martial World would rather die than let their school's secrets fall into the hands of wizards.

Upon learning that wizards could read minds, they would use their fighting spirit to destroy their own brains when defeated, preventing the secret from being leaked.

More importantly, the wizards had no interest in the secret weapons themselves.

Within the wizarding system, there exists a school of martial arts wizards, also known as body-refining wizards.

They possess more sophisticated combat body construction models and extraordinary combat skills, making them comparable to traditional elemental wizards.

The martial arts masters in the Secret Martial World are at most at the level of advanced apprentices, and are not worth the effort of wizards to plunder.

Compared to the secret warriors, the dead blood of that world is more worthy of their attention.

Study the bodies and blood vessels of dead blood, contemplate the principles behind their rapid self-healing and plundering of the life force of other organisms, and apply the findings to yourself.

Capture dead blood and imprison and transform it into a special "meat field".

Simply feed them regularly, and you can cut off chunks of energy-rich flesh to serve as high-quality monster food.

It can also be used as a useful guinea pig, etc.

Wizards value worth; the value of dead blood far exceeds that of warriors.

Therefore, the wizards were too lazy to target the Secret Warriors and focused more of their energy on the Dead Blood after conquering the Secret Warriors world.

"With Zero's help, plus my own body tempering with shock energy, it's not difficult to generate battle qi."

"Besides that, it might also enhance my Vibration Slash. But I'd better go check out that dimension."

Ultimately, Luo Kunlun is just one person, while the Secret Warriors are a group that has existed in the world for a long time, and there are many geniuses among them.

Even with Zero's assistance, it would be difficult for him alone to compare with the achievements of a world spanning hundreds or even thousands of years.

Wizards don't care about secret martial arts because there are superior body-refining wizard schools among them; those who study secret martial arts are simply putting the cart before the horse.

But Luo Kunlun is not a fighting wizard.

Compared to traditional wizards, one constructs a magical model to interfere with existing spells, while the other constructs a battle body to influence the physical body.

They are essentially wizards, and also need a spiritual sea.

For Luo Kunlun, who lacks a spiritual sea, those things are simply inaccessible.

Therefore, learning secret martial arts is a necessary thing.

Most importantly, the world of Mystic Weapon feels so familiar, with the Ripple warriors and the Deadblood, a vampire-like nemesis...

Despite knowing it was just a dubious world, he still wanted to go and see it for himself.

.........

He Lai only slowly woke up when the midday sun shone obliquely through the dilapidated window onto the wooden bed.

The hangover headache pounded like a hammer, making a buzzing sound, and my throat was parched and burning.

He struggled to sit up, supporting his throbbing head with one hand, and got off the bed. His muscles were sore and stiff from drinking.

The effects of last night's alcohol hadn't completely worn off, and his vision was still a bit blurry. He squinted and shook his head, trying to dispel the drowsiness.

Her gaze inadvertently swept over Luo Kunlun, and she was immediately startled.

There seemed to be some kind of natural change in the young man before me.

"Is it just my imagination?" Helai blinked hard, then shook his groggy head, trying to see the scene before him clearly.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake off that feeling around Luo Kunlun, as if there was something under his skin.

"It was just an illusion!" He Lai muttered to himself, forcibly suppressing the astonishment in his heart.

It must be because I drank too much last night and the alcohol hasn't been completely metabolized that I had this absurd hallucination.

It's impossible for a person to change so much overnight.

Thinking it over, He Lai leaned against the wall and slowly stood up. He walked to the table, picked up a water glass, and gulped down more than half of it.

The cool water slid down his throat, slightly relieving his thirst and headache, and also clearing his mind a bit.

Recalling what happened last night, He Lai felt a wave of fear wash over him.

He had only intended to have a few drinks and vent his pent-up frustrations under the influence of alcohol, but faced with a table full of delicious food and the wine offered by Luo Kunlun, his suppressed grievances, anger, and resentment burst forth like a flood.

He drank one cup after another, and by the time he came to his senses, he had already drunk heavily.

Even when he was completely drunk, he was still babbling incoherently, cursing the tower and muttering about his dead comrades.

Looking back now, it was incredibly foolish!

He knew perfectly well what Camp Rogue was. A crippled old soldier, penniless, poured out all his secrets to a stranger he had just met, even getting completely drunk and powerless to resist.

Thankfully, this young man named Loren really meant no harm. If he had encountered someone with malicious intent, his body would probably have been cut into pieces by now, packaged up, and sent to the meat market as "fresh ingredients" with a price tag.

Thinking of the grotesque stalls in the flesh market and the corpses being sold, He Lai shuddered, a cold sweat breaking out on his back.

At the same time, he also developed a liking for this young man named Loren. Faced with a disabled veteran who was drunk and talking nonsense, he did not resort to violence or ridicule. Instead, he listened patiently, paid off the expensive bill for the drinks, and safely escorted him back to his residence.

"Mr. Helai, you're awake?"

"I have a question for you. Is it still possible to go back to the dimension where you were drafted for military service?"