bioinnovel Chapter 48, Five Attempts, Learning the Thunder Finger Technique: From Beginner to Proficient
Chapter 48, Five Attempts, Learning the Thunder Finger Technique: From Beginner to Proficient
Five times, that's it.
Lin Yuan looked down at the tip of his right finger, where a pale purple lightning rod was quietly pulsating.
From the first attempt that resulted in his fingernail shining brightly to successfully launching the lightning rod, it only took five tries in total.
Fourth-tier combat skill, five entry-level training sessions.
No one would believe it if you told them, but he did, because that's the kind of person he is.
The lightning rod popped out from the fingertip silently.
Unlike the powerful and spectacular lightning that sweeps across the heavens, the lightning rods that fly like thunder are small, solid, and quiet.
It flew seven or eight meters away and landed on the trunk of a pine tree, blasting a small hole about the size of a thumb.
The edges of the cave entrance were charred black, with wisps of smoke rising from them.
Lin Yuan blew on his fingertips and said, "Handsome."
Then he opened the system panel, and his ability points balance was 1380.
The skill proficiency level of Benlei Finger is displayed as Beginner.
It takes 500 points to advance from beginner to proficient, and he currently has 1380, which is enough.
I originally intended to leave it for the mastery of Time Sand, but now that I have an additional ranged attack, my melee capabilities have taken a significant leap forward.
Let's save the Sands of Time for next time and focus on getting the Thunder Finger up first.
"upgrade."
[Consuming 500 Ability Points, the skill level of "Thunderbolt Finger" has been increased from Beginner to Proficient.]
[Remaining Ability Points: 880]
[Proficiency level of "Thunder Finger": Proficient]
[Effect Update: Activated instantly, with a 30% reduction in condensation time, increased maximum range to 15 meters, and undiminished power within 5 meters]
The Thunderclap Finger technique, once mastered, has become much more fluid and effortless. Now, with a mere thought, lightning naturally gathers and is released with a flick of the finger.
In battle, time is the most precious thing. Every second less you charge up is a second more you can thrust your weapon.
Lin Yuan slowly took out his phone from his pocket and glanced at the time.
The time on the phone screen is 7:36.
The third and final day of the college entrance examination.
On the open ground outside, the examinees gradually woke up from their sleep.
No one dared to challenge Lin Yuan anymore; everyone had seen what happened to those eight or nine rich kids yesterday.
At least seven rounds of bone tempering, first rank, ninth level, lightning-type superpowers—anyone with a brain knows what these three words mean when put together.
Money is a good thing, but it's not good to give it away for free.
After glancing at everyone, Lin Yuan picked up the Purple Lightning and headed into the depths of the dense forest.
......
About ten minutes later, three figures rushed over from another direction in the outer area.
The leader was a tall boy, about eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a black tight-fitting combat uniform with the Hangzhou No. 1 High School badge pinned to his chest.
Behind him was a knife with a long blade and a dark silver scabbard.
Grade A weapon, Spirit Blade Iron Slicer, by Han Feng.
Two people followed behind him: a tall, thin boy and a girl with short hair.
They were all wearing No. 1 Middle School uniforms, and their cultivation levels were all around the fifth level of the first rank.
Han Feng stood in the center of the open space, his gaze sweeping over the candidates who had not yet left.
Where is Lin Yuan?
A test-taker who was munching on a compressed biscuit choked for a moment when asked the question, coughed twice, and then pointed to the depths of the dense forest.
"Just left, over there, less than ten minutes."
Han Feng didn't say thank you. He glanced in that direction and then strode after them.
The two people behind them exchanged a glance and quickly followed.
Han Feng didn't say a word the whole way, but his right hand remained firmly gripping the hilt of the iron-slaying sword, his knuckles turning white.
Starting yesterday evening, his phone was flooded with the same name.
Lin Yuan, Lin Yuan, Lin Yuan.
First in the standings, over 700 points, a nine-game winning streak, at least seven rounds of bone tempering.
He watched that poorly formatted video on the Hangzhou forum at least ten times.
Each time, I was confirming the same thing: how fast this person was, how strong they were, and how accurate their strikes were.
The confirmed result made him increasingly agitated.
He is a Tier 1, Level 5, with an A-grade weapon.
From the day he awakened, he became a key student for development at Hangzhou No. 1 High School.
Resources were allocated to him/her, he/she received one-on-one mentorship, media interviews, and newspaper headlines.
"The strongest candidate in Hangzhou in three years." "An A-grade spirit blade that can cut through iron, invincible among its peers." He had heard these words countless times.
After hearing this, he felt that he was truly invincible among his peers.
Then an F-rank lightning user suddenly appeared out of nowhere, using a Tier 2 B-rank gun, and in two days, he left him more than 200 points behind.
F-rank, which is not even a fraction of the grade of his spirit sword, so why?
Seven or more rounds of bone tempering!
His bone tempering was at the sixth level. The resources that Hangzhou No. 1 High School poured into him, coupled with his own talent, allowed him to achieve the sixth level of bone tempering at the age of eighteen. The media had already hailed him as a "bone tempering prodigy."
What does "at least seven rounds" mean? He tightened his grip on the knife even more.
"So what if you have seven or more rings?" His voice was low. "Bone tempering is the physical body, but ability is fundamental. An F-rank lightning ability—the quality is what it is. Even with nine rings, you can't unleash its full potential."
Neither the tall, thin boy nor the short-haired girl responded.
......
Deep in the dense forest, Lin Yuan was staring at a blue-maned wolf king at the second level of the second tier.
The beast was nearly 1.5 meters tall at the shoulder. It lowered its body and made a low, threatening growl in its throat.
Its eerie green pupils were fixed on the human carrying the purple spear in front of it.
Lin Yuan took Zidian off his shoulder, pointed the spear tip diagonally at the ground, and slowly said, "Be good, let me poke you once. It'll be quick, it won't hurt."
Although the Green Mane Wolf King couldn't understand human speech, it sensed the nonchalant tone in the other party's voice.
This attitude enraged the monster more than any provocation. It kicked off with its hind legs, and its entire body transformed into a bluish-gray afterimage as it pounced forward.
The Sands of Time activated. The air within a four-meter radius became viscous.
The speed of the Green Mane Wolf King suddenly dropped by 30%, from "too fast to see" to "fast enough to see".
Lin Yuan dodged the wolf king's pounce by sidestepping, and with a flick of his Zidian spear from below, the tip of the spear touched the gap in the bone armor of its foreleg joint.
Lightning exploded, and the joints shattered.
The Green-Maned Wolf King let out a miserable howl, its front legs buckled, and it collapsed to the ground.
It tried to struggle to stand up on its hind legs, but the tip of Zidian's spear had already pierced its throat.
[Defeat the Tier 2, Dual-level monster, Azure Mane Wolf King. Ability Points +72, Score +10]
[Proficiency in "Thunder Across the Nine Heavens" +8]
Lin Yuan pulled out the spear tip and flicked away the blood. Just as he was about to squat down to collect his spoils...
"Achoo..."
He sneezed. He rubbed his nose.
"Achoo! Achoo!"
They hit two more in a row.
"Damn." He rubbed his nose, looking completely bewildered.
"Who the hell misses me, handsome guy? It's so early in the morning, can't a person even kill some monsters in peace?"
Shen Man, who was far away in Shanghai, also sneezed.
She was having breakfast in the hotel restaurant, a small steamed bun suspended in mid-air between her chopsticks.
She rubbed her nose, thinking that Lin Yuan must be talking about her behind her back again.
Last night, sending her a copy of "Thunderbolt Finger" wasn't enough; who knows, he's probably already figuring out how to get something else out of her.
Shen Man took a bite of the xiaolongbao. "Dream on."
......
In the dense forest, Lin Yuan rubbed his nose and continued walking forward, muttering nonsense like, "It must be because I caught a cold sleeping on the ground last night."
Deep in the dense forest behind him, three figures were moving quickly through the bushes in the direction he had left.
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