Bump, bump...

The beasts were biting each other, waving their claws and flailing, fighting with each other.

Lu Mingfei, holding an iron sword in one hand and a dagger in the other, walked around the steel monster.

Human existence has its limits. In a possible future in another timeline, he is a sword master and the god of martial arts.

But now, Lu Mingfei has not yet reached the level of a so-called sword saint, a martial god at an absolute level who can split the sea with one sword without regard for the enemy's defense.

His skills were excellent, like that of an experienced hunter who had hunted in the mountains for many years. He would set traps and wait for the prey to arrive before killing it with one strike.

The silver sword collided with the steel monster's shell, and the sound of hammering iron rang out one after another. While the rhythm was chaotic, it also showed a special musical beauty.

In the Colosseum, Lu Mingfei nimbly avoided the impact of the steel monster again and again, always attacking at the most incredible angles and hitting a "spot" trickily.

"Use a point to break the surface." Bai Mo clapped his hands.

Finding himself unable to overcome the defense, he concentrated his scattered attacks on a single point, imitating the way water drips through stone, hitting a single spot each time.

"This method consumes a lot of brain power and energy. Physical strength needs to be saved to a minimum. The dagger and iron sword in your hand must be swung at the critical moment. You need to calculate all the time how to avoid physical energy consumption caused by direct confrontation."

Just like in a game, your enemy's numerical superiority over yours is so great that you can only use the characteristics of the game to forcibly create a "gap" to cause real damage.

“So, phase two begins.”

Inside the Colosseum, the steel monster stopped moving, took root in the ground, and began to transform.

Lu Mingfei retreated cautiously, moving quickly in small steps and stopped dozens of meters away from the steel monster.

He held the iron sword in one hand and the dagger in the other, and suppressed his breathing to the lowest level.

"Buzz--!!" The gears turned and the steel monster stood up again.

In the second stage, it enters the flight state.

Lu Mingfei's eyes flashed with golden light, and then he quickly changed his position, moving around the steel monster, moving forward in an irregular wandering manner, approaching the changing steel monster.

The steel monster flapped its wings and flew to a position about ten meters in the air and stopped. Then its wings condensed lasers and swept towards Lu Mingfei.

trouble……

Lu Mingfei felt heavy in his heart.

Flying enemies, or enemies whose agility is not much inferior to his, are extremely difficult to deal with.

On the 80th floor, when fighting against the black dragon, Lu Mingfei repeatedly lured the dragon to swoop down from the sky. After repeating this more than a dozen times, he finally left a real wound on the dragon, damaging the periosteum of its wings.

The laser swept across the ground, and Lu Mingfei rolled to avoid the laser that cut through his upper body. His eyes were calm, and he didn't care at all about the beam attack that was less than ten centimeters away from his head.

"The weak point is where the laser fire is concentrated."

As Lu Mingfei thought about it, the steps of the attack appeared in his mind and he also thought about how to execute the plan.

——When a question appears, determine the formula, input the data, and perform deductive calculations.

Test taker, no, this is the dark soul under the laser scanning.

Lu Mingfei grasped the iron sword and dagger tightly in his hands, and then threw the dagger out with all his strength without hesitation.

With the cooldown period of each attack, this hit will definitely hit!
"boom--!"

As he thought, the dagger pierced into the steel monster's wing, leaving an insignificant gap where the laser was condensed.

The laser jetted by the steel monster damaged the wings, creating a hole as big as a fist.

Lu Mingfei seized the opportunity, rolled over to block the attack, and at the cost of having a quarter of his hair burned, he approached the steel monster that had lowered its altitude due to a flight malfunction.

"Die!"

The iron sword was swung out, and Lu Mingfei stuck it firmly in the gap, and the iron sword in his hand burst into sparks. Then, Lu Mingfei kicked the iron sword, rolling on the ground, avoiding the result of being carried onto the wall of the Colosseum.

After this earth-shaking sound, the smoke dissipated and Lu Mingfei saw the results of his battle.

Its wings had been shattered by the explosion, and the upper part of its torso was covered in dense cracks, like broken and glued together ceramics.

As for Lu Mingfei's weapon, it was shattered into pieces by the explosion.

"It seems that I have no chance of winning." Lu Mingfei looked at the enemy in front of him calmly.

Losing both weapons only brings back the rare Shatter Shell that can actually do damage.

"Lu Mingze, forget it." Lu Mingfei shook his head.

He no longer had any hope. How could Lu Mingze appear in this system's world?

So, when he opened his eyes, Lu Mingfei found himself back at the very beginning.

And what he held in his hand was still the original iron sword, an ordinary piece of novice equipment.

"I need a weapon that is sharp enough."

Lu Mingfei casually swung his sword, and the blade landed on their "weak points" just right, killing all the resurrected zombies.

"...with enough determination, the illusion can be turned into reality."

Lu Mingfei sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the weapon in his hand.

It was just an ordinary iron sword, but the thought behind swinging the sword seemed to intensify its sharpness.

"When your will can turn the virtual into the real, you can attack me."

This is not false language.

This is a world constructed by Baimo that is detached from reality, an interference from the information level shaped by the system.

In other words, an incomplete dreamland.

Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, and butterflies dreamed of Zhuang Zhou.

Here, Bai Mo was able to create eighty-one floors of dungeon with his own strength, allowing Lu Mingfei to experience what it was like to die in the deep sea, creating and destroying with a power that he could not understand.

Relatively speaking, as the master, Lu Mingfei can also interfere to a certain extent here.

It sounds simple, but its actual application can be expected in the future.

Lu Mingfei closed his eyes and continued to rely on his willpower to strengthen the sharpness of the iron sword. Three minutes passed and there was no response.

He waved the sword in his hand, and proved through these zombies that strengthening the weapon in his hand with will was just wishful thinking.

"It seems that you need some tips"

The system's voice sounded, and Lu Mingfei's lips moved.

"..."

"If you want to become stronger, you need to learn to know yourself"

The hardware upgrade is very simple. For Lu Mingze, he can easily let Lu Mingfei experience what it is like to be controlled by words like a cheater or GM, and the omnipotent great power.

However, in terms of software, it is very difficult to rely on one's willpower to try to truly explore the essential movement of life in the deep sea from under the iceberg of self.

A person must learn to mobilize the whole body through breathing, and condense the whole body and mind into a single unit. Muscles, bones, blood, all these aspects are under one's control.

This goal can be considered as jumping off a cliff without any protective equipment, relying on fingers to exert force on the undulating rocks, branches and other things on the cliff, and then survive. (End of this chapter)