It's obviously a life skill, but you developed it into a magical skill

"If you think too much, it will not make the game more exciting. On the contrary, it will not be exciting if he participates in the game."

Tiejiang Zhao said it very confidently, with a feeling that I deeply understand.

"Oh?" Sun Fuling suddenly became interested and asked the reason in detail.

"I don't quite understand what Senior Zhao means."

Blacksmith Zhao thought for a while and explained: "When that kid was building it, he often said some weird things. There is a sentence that describes it very well, called dimensionality reduction strike."

Dimensionality reduction attack?

Sun Fuling didn't understand even more.

Tiejiang Zhao felt that it would take him a while to explain, and he might not be able to explain it clearly.

He could only take out the iron bar that Zhou An had made before and throw it to Wang Meng next to him.

"You are also a Taoist, so you can see some differences."

Wang Meng subconsciously took it and examined it carefully.

Soon, he felt something was wrong.

"How come this iron bar is so hard?"

They are all experts in this field and can feel it with their hands.

"I don't know how this kid made it. It's obviously made of iron." Blacksmith Zhao said.

"Don't just look at the hardness, try putting the two iron bars together."

Wang Meng nodded and tried to put the two iron bars together.

Soon, the tightly-fitting iron bars were revealed in front of him.

"hiss……"

Wang Meng took a breath of cold air: "This person's casting skills are better than mine."

Sun Fuling is not a person in this business.

Although it is said that laymen are watching the excitement and experts are watching the door, the experts are praising him, and he knows that this is true.

"If I said that this kid achieved this effect in a short period of time, how would you feel?" Blacksmith Zhao asked again.

Wang Meng stood up quickly: "If this is true, this person is a genius!"

Sun Fuling looked left and right, but he didn't understand. But he knew one thing, Zhou An was a genius.

Wu Youde finally knew why Zhou An was treated politely by so many people.

You are obviously a tiger, but you are pretending to be a pig here.

Now it makes me look like a pig.

How shameless!

Wu Youde complained in his heart, but he didn't show it on the surface. He looked very submissive.

But he knew that Zhou An really couldn't be offended.

At this time, Wang Meng finally put down the iron bar.

"Master Sun, my uncle is right. Let's not talk about other places, let's talk about Yunlai Mansion. It is estimated that there are very few casting talents like Zhou An."

Sun Fuling sighed again. He felt that he had sighed too much today, and this time it was a matter of regret.

"Actually, it would be wonderful to be able to win by crushing. It's a pity that he can't be invited to participate."

"Senior Zhao, I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave now."

I can’t participate, there’s nothing I can do about it.

Sun Fuling suddenly felt regretful, but he still had his own business to do.

He didn't stop and left with Wang Meng.

Wu Youde also left.

Soon, Blacksmith Zhao was the only one left in the blacksmith shop.

Looking at the flames on the stove, Blacksmith Zhao shook his head and continued his work.

…

A few days passed quickly.

The next day.

Zhou An got up early.

After eating something outside, I returned home and continued reading.

Over the past few days, Chef Ding has made great progress in his skill with swordsmanship, and his reading skill will soon reach level three.

Zhou An devoted all his time to these two skills. It is normal for these two skills to increase rapidly.

Today, he did not choose Gancoo Ding's skill, but planned to get the reading skill to level three to see if there was any qualitative change.

"It will probably be full by noon." Zhou An thought to himself as he looked at the proficiency in front of him.

He didn't think much about it and read the book carefully.

In the past few days, I have exchanged books in the bookstore several times, all on the basis of rental.

His abilities have improved rapidly.

Zhou An also enjoyed this quiet time after staying in the room all morning.

Until almost noon, a burst of smoke appeared in front of me.

This is a sign that your reading proficiency has reached Level 3.

[Please select a direction. 】

[Book Confused Heart: Deterrence +1, Control +1. 】

[Read a hundred volumes: spirit +1, understanding +1. 】

As before, level three is a watershed. Two different choices are placed in front of Zhou An one by one.

Zhou An roughly understood the direction of these two abilities, especially the first ability.

To be honest, he is quite hungry for this ability.

The two characteristics of deterrence and control are very tempting just listening to it.

But I know that my abilities must be selected based on the original ones. Such superposition will have a better effect.

Maybe when he becomes stronger in the future, he won't have to choose like this, but now he needs to strengthen his strength and can't choose randomly.

Thinking of this, Zhou An didn't hesitate much and chose the skill of reading hundreds of volumes.

Soon, the smoke in front of me completely dissipated.

After it disappeared, a new line of smoke appeared.

[Read Hundred Volumes lv.3 (Spirit +2, Understanding +1): 1/40000]

The Qi in Zhou An's body has been partially filled again, and it is not far away from being completely filled.

Not only that, but a lot of information came into his mind, helping him understand the meaning of this skill.

Zhou An closed his eyes and took a while to absorb the information in his mind before opening his eyes.

"Good stuff, good stuff!"

Zhou An is usually very good at hiding his expressions, but now he can't restrain his joy.

The skill of reading hundreds of volumes not only increases the spirit, but also increases the understanding.

The spirit is easy to explain, which is to improve your mental defense and mental state.

The only way to understand this feature is because of the special nature of reading.

As we all know, the more books you read, the more understanding you gain.

There is a saying that goes well: read it a hundred times and its meaning will become clear to you.

It's like a TV series Zhou An watched in his previous life.

A certain woman named Wang has no power to bind a chicken, but she is proficient in hundreds of martial arts and can see through the opponent's weaknesses at a glance.

This is the characteristic of Zhou An's understanding.

He now understands +1 and can see through weaknesses that are one level above his own.

If you launch an attack on the weak point on this basis, you will get a 10% improvement.

As the old saying goes, don’t underestimate this one percent.

In addition to the 20% he casts, it is 30% of the power. As long as he attacks the weak point, the 30% power is not to be underestimated.

An increase in percentage is always a hooliganism.

Of course, if the strength gap between the two sides is large, it may not be obvious.

But it is undeniable that this skill is a magical skill.

Zhou An tried to raise his right hand, touched it on his waist, and took out the long knife made from the pink purse.

He performed the Chef Ding's knife-fighting technique.

But in the end, he failed to see through the weakness of Chef Ding's skill.

"It should be that the skill level is too high."

He tried pulling out the pan again.

He soon discovered that even the skill of Bianwu couldn't see through it.

"In other words, I can't see through my own skills."

Zhou An came to a conclusion.

He now wants to find someone to try.

But soon, he suppressed this idea again.

After practicing until noon, Zhou An was already a little hungry, so Zhou An planned to go out to eat something.

After putting the knife and pan into the pink money bag, Zhou An put the money bag into his arms.

Zhou An also became famous for his pink purse, and he knew it was better not to expose it.

After closing the door, Zhou An came to the familiar noodle stall and ordered a bowl of noodles.

While eating, I was thinking.

"You still have to get the chef to level five, and the Yue Baijuan to level four."

"After you get your skills to level 4, you can think of ways to get other skills to level 5."

Zhou An made up his mind and ate noodles faster.

Recently, many outsiders have come to Anding County, and the people have also made a small fortune.

This group of people did not stay in Anding County, but went to Yunnan Prefecture through Anding County.

Zhou An knew very well what they were here for, which was to participate in the so-called Casting Competition.

He himself is very busy and is too lazy to take care of these nosy things.

After eating the noodles, Zhou An returned home as usual and began to practice the cooking technique.

By the time I finished practicing the Chef Ding's sword-fighting technique, it was already evening.

Zhou An picked up a book and started reading.

After about half a stick of incense, Zhou An put down the book.

As he expected, reading books now cannot improve the so-called proficiency.

Level three is a watershed. At this point, you have to change your approach.

But Zhou An has no idea what method to use.

After all, this proficiency level has recently emerged, and it requires difficulty for him to explore from here.

But everything must have a beginning. As long as there is a beginning, everything will be fine later.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhouan started to think without any ink marks.

"Read a hundred volumes...read a hundred volumes..."

"Should I read a hundred kinds of books?" Zhou An thought.

This possibility is not impossible, he has been reading story novels recently.

During this period, the water burial method had been completely destroyed by him.

This thing is a harmful thing, and he doesn't want to keep it. If it hurts someone, he will have to take the blame.

"I can only go to the bookstore tomorrow to find other books to read." Zhou An thought.

After thinking about this, he stopped reading hundreds of volumes for the time being and continued to pick up the dough and start carving.

…

Time gradually passed, and in the blink of an eye, another day passed.

Zhou An got up early, went to the bookstore, and returned the novel.

This time, he did not ask the bookstore owner to find books for him. Instead, he ran to the bookshelf and started reading carefully.

Open a book at random. This is a book of poems.

After reading it once, Zhou An found it quite boring.

At present, there is no increase in skill proficiency.

"Is my approach wrong?"

Zhou An thought for a while and tried to change another book.

After he replaced all the books in the bookstore, the proficiency in front of him still remained unchanged.

This made him a little embarrassed. His guess seemed to be wrong.

"Then how can I improve?"

Zhou An leaned against the wall, touching his chin with his hand, thinking quickly in his mind.

After about a stick of incense, Zhou An slapped his thigh.

"I'm not a scholar, how can I be so professional?"

"Yu Hang is a scholar. I can go back and ask him."

After figuring it out, he didn't let himself get into a corner here.

After returning the book, Zhou An returned home.

Before going home, he went to Yu Hang's house and knocked on the door.

But the result was that no one was in the room.

Zhou An guessed that Yu Hang had gone out, so he didn't think much and started practicing the Chef Ding's knife skills in the house.

The day passed quickly. Zhou An had some food in the afternoon and went to Yu Hang's house again, but still found no trace of Yu Hang.

"Where did this guy go?"

Zhou An felt strange.

The imperial examination is coming soon. Yu Hang should be studying here. How could he disappear again?

"He won't encounter anything again, right?"

In the last few incidents, Yu Hang was extremely unlucky and encountered him several times in a row.

Zhou An is worried about what else Yuhang will encounter?

But Yu Hang didn't go home now, and Zhou An didn't think much about it.

He returned home and continued carving with a knife.

…

The night is getting darker and darker, and the bright moonlight shines on the earth, covering it with a layer of silver frost.

Zhou An used the flame of the oil lamp to carve the dough carefully.

It wasn't until late at night that Zhou An put down his long knife and looked out the window at the dark night.

"Something's wrong."

He is not far from Yu Hang's home. With his current strength and sharp eyes and ears, he can hear the changes outside.

But so far, there has been no movement at Yuhang's house.

It is impossible not to go home at night like this late at night, and there are no night activities in Anding County.

Zhou An thought for a while, put the knife into the pink purse, stood up, and walked outside the door.

It was still dark outside. Not far away, Yuhang's house had its doors and windows closed.

Zhou An came to Yu Hang's room and confirmed that Yu Hang was not inside.

He thought for a while and decided to go out and look for it.

There is only such a small area in Anding County. With the speed of Youlong Bu, it is still no problem to find someone, unless the person is not in Anding County.

Thinking about this, Zhou An planned to leave the alley first.

But he never thought that before he took two steps, he saw a person walking towards him quickly.

Under the moonlight, Zhou An could clearly see who was coming.

"Thank you for the arrest?"

The person who came was none other than Capt. Xie, and Zhou An could even see the scars on Capt. Xie's face.

Since the incident with County Magistrate Chen, he has not met with the people who suppressed Guisi for a long time.

Today, Capt. Xie suddenly came to see him, and Zhou An felt that there must be something going on here.

Before Zhou An could say anything, Capt. Xie also spotted Zhou An and walked up immediately.

"Zhou An, come with me quickly. Something happened to Yuhang, and he is now locked up in Zhenguisi."

Xie Captou said anxiously.

Anyone who is familiar with Zhou An knows that Yu Hang is Zhou An's childhood friend and Zhou An's brother, so Capt. Xie came to him immediately.

Zhou An was also puzzled. Even if something happened to Yuhang, why would it be under the control of the Zhengui Secretary?

After all, if anything happens to ordinary people, it is the yamen's responsibility to take care of it.

Xie Captou also seemed to see Zhou An's doubts, and explained: "This brother of yours is really awesome. He had a quarrel with a trader on the street, and the two of them started to fight."

"Guess what, that person in the industry was beaten up by your brother."

Zhou An: "???"

He felt that the roles of both parties had been reversed.