Edge of the Apocalypse

Hughton casually tossed the empty wine bottle onto the ground and laid down on the sofa. "There are only three ways to increase Origin Energy. One is to use meditation to precipitate one's mind, allowing one's will to enter the depths of cells and even genes, and unlock one's potential." Second, like physical fitness training, he would consciously drive the Origin Energy within his body to circulate, allowing them to grow naturally. "The third method is to use battle to nurture battle. Through battle, one can stimulate one's senses to the greatest extent at the moment of life and death, allowing one's Origin Energy to rapidly increase."

"Of the three methods, only the third can achieve the purpose of quick demand. But boy, this method has many side effects. For example, it is basically only suitable for the early stage. When your Origin Energy accumulates to a certain extent, your body and mind will adapt to the cruel slaughter. It will be very difficult for you to continue to increase your Origin Energy through this method. How could a person who could not even blink his eyebrows when he was killed or killed have such a strong impression of life and death in the blink of an eye? Raising one's battle by battle was simply to squeeze one's own potential through a strong sensory reaction, allowing it to grow rapidly. "It's like killing a chicken and laying an egg, but for you, the death arena is about to begin." Hughton glanced at Allen and said, "At that time, you will have to kill regardless of whether you want to or not. So as long as you can survive until the end, the nine vortexes of Origin Energy will quickly accumulate. "After all, you have only just come into contact with the Origin Energy world, and your senses are not numb. This method is suitable for you."

Allen nodded and Hughton added, "But remember, if you survive, don't go down the path of Berserkers in the future." This path was too narrow, and the potential for growth was limited. You should use all three methods together, just like many rich aristocrats do to train their children. He guided his own potential, refined his Origin Energy through his will, and then went to the battlefield from time to time to accumulate battle experience to sharpen his combat skills. Only in this way will we be able to embark on a smooth path. "

At this point, Hughton yawned and waved his hand, "Go ahead, your little girlfriend has come looking for you …"

"Alan, are you there?" Lucy's voice rang out from the communicator at the door.

When Alan left, Hughton was already asleep. Outside the door, Lucy put her hands on her hips and grinned, "Well done, you've been ranked first again this week. Get a lot of rewards, kid!"

She reached out and patted Alan's shoulder. Today, Lucy had her ponytail tied up. Two long golden ponytails swayed in front of Ellen, just like Lucy, unable to stop for a moment. Ellen rubbed her aching shoulder and said, "The rewards aren't as much as you think, and there's only one or two things you can use."

"Is that so?" Lucy suddenly leaned forward and their noses almost touched each other.

This posture was very ambiguous. Alan forced a smile and said, "What, is there something dirty on my face?"

"No, you look weird today. You don't seem to be in the mood."

Alan laughed and said, "Do you think everyone is as energetic as you are?"

"My family's old man once said that sadness and disappointment are signs of lack of confidence." Lucy straightened up and patted her chest gently, "It's only natural for someone as confident as me to be energetic at all times! Cheer up, too. I've come up with a very interesting training program today. Let's go."

The girl dragged Ellen to the elevator. Her hand was in her palm, and the warmth seemed to enter her heart. Emotions can infect people. Sunshine like Lucy can naturally make the people around her cheerful. Ever since he met Lucy, perhaps even Alan himself had not noticed that the ice in the depths of the youth's heart was melting bit by bit.

I wish I could hold your hand forever.

Because holding you, I can embrace the sunshine!

Wish is beautiful, but reality is another thing. So when they got into the elevator, Lucy let go of Alan. A trace of disappointment flashed through the youth's heart, but soon his ears were filled with Lucy's voice. Alan shook his head and laughed. Perhaps he didn't even have time to lose with Lucy, because blonde girls always put your attention on her.

So when the elevator reached the top floor and the door opened, Ellen didn't even notice and was still responding to Lucy's question. It was not until Lucy pushed him out that the youth noticed that the elevator had stopped.

Outside the door stood two people, one was Lucy's friend Emily, and the other had his back to Alan and the others. Seeing that his back was male, he seemed to be saying something to Emily, and then he said, "I should go." When he turned around, both Alan and Lucy were stunned, for this man was Mentor Lucy's lover. The two of them didn't expect to bump into each other here, and both of them were slightly embarrassed.

The man obviously didn't know what they had done, so he nodded to Lucy and got into the elevator. After he left, Lucy grabbed Emily and asked, "Did he do anything to you?"

Emily looked strangely at her sisters. "He's my mentor, Mr. Hannie. What would he do to me?"

Lucy stuck out her tongue at Ellen to show that she was nervous.

"Let's go. Let's go train." The golden-haired girl, who was used to giving orders, raised her hand and pulled Ellen towards the functional training area.

In the following days, Allen was like a tightly wound machine, carrying out repetitive but heavy training every day. As Hughton said, there was no shortcut to the growth of Origin Energy. Alan could only strengthen his Origin Energy by meditating and tempering honestly. It was just that it wasn't easy to precipitate his will and enter the depths of his genes through meditation. Especially without the help of the enlightenment potion when he ignited the fire seed, Alan would never be able to enter the strange sea of Origin Energy in the depths of his gene. As for driving the Origin Energy to consciously temper it, it would not be effective in a short period of time.

After a few days, the growth of Origin Energy was very limited.

The only gain was the use of the "spin" technique. Under Hughton's guidance, Alan could already use the spin to dodge most of Hughton's attacks. After learning both spinning and crescent moon techniques, Allen finally formed a preliminary framework for his fighting system.

Friday.

At noon, Ellen arrived at the training hall on the top floor. Before Lucy could come, Alan walked out of the elevator and bumped into a big boy.

"Hi, Alan." '"Lucy is waiting for you in the fighting area. Come with me. She said she wants to have the next team training today." The boy with light brown curly hair waved his hand and said, "Lucy is waiting for you in the fighting area. Come with me. She wants to have the next team training today."

Alan frowned slightly. This man was one of Lucy's friends. His name was Mike. Mixing with Emily's children and Lucy was like a small team. Alan didn't usually like to train with these people, and the hostility in their eyes made him feel uncomfortable. But today Mike seemed to be a little more enthusiastic. Seeing that Alan didn't move, Mike walked over and whispered, "Listen, I don't like you. But the death arena will start in two days. There will be plenty of opportunities to beat you up, and I want to kill you if I can. But not now, and I don't want to make Lucy unhappy, understand?"

Alan was relieved when he heard this. The two of them arrived at the fighting area. There were three or so youths fighting in the fighting area, but they didn't see Lucy's figure. "Where's Lucy?" Asked a youth who was watching from the side.

The teenager shrugged and said, "Go away with Emily and tell her it's a girl's secret or something."

Mike smiled helplessly at Alan, "Women have endless secrets. So, Alan, play with me for a while? Don't worry, I won't hurt you." After saying that, he smiled at the other teenagers.

The contempt in Mike's eyes made Alan feel stabbed. He nodded and said, "Come on."

The two of them walked to the arena and looked at each other before starting to fight. Both sides immediately pounced on the opponent, and then their fists and feet clashed. It could be seen that Mike's fighting foundation was very solid, and there was a good organization between attack and defense. Allen was agile and flexible. Once he found a flaw, he would let go of him and attack ferociously. The two's fighting styles were completely different, and they were inextricably linked.

Attack and defense alternated continuously in the battle. Mike seized an opportunity and leaned his shoulder against Alan's arms, pushing him away. While Alan was still retreating, Mike's eyes suddenly turned cold. He rubbed his body and punched at Alan's throat. The fist tip drove the air, forming a sharp whistle, faintly forming a cone-shaped ripple in front of the fist tip!

This was also one of the ten-dozen techniques in the army, called Thorn. With Origin Energy concentrated on the tip of the fist, it formed a penetrating attack at high speed. It was hard to be afraid that Mike was only using the most basic method of using the jab, but if he punched him hard, Alan's throat would have to have a hole.

He wants to kill me?

As this thought flashed by, Alan felt a burst of anger. Under the control of his instinct, his body swirled with Origin Energy and swung away from Mike's left side.

Avoiding the attack with a spinning step, Alan bounced up and pulled an arc of faint ripples towards Mike's temple.

Crescent Moon Kick!

Mike was quick to react. He missed a single blow and immediately withdrew his fist to protect his head. He bent his arm and was kicked by Alan. At the same time, he pointed his toes and slid sideways, causing a kick that was enough to explode the metal puppet to knock Mike's feet into a mess. In the end, he couldn't help but fall to the ground.

Ellen retracted his legs and said in a deep voice, "What is this? Just now, you wanted to kill me?"

Mike's expression gradually darkened. He climbed up from the ground and nodded, "That's right, you and Lucy are too close. Before you showed up, your position should have been mine! I wanted to save it for the death arena to start killing you, but I couldn't help it. I'm going to cripple you today."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly smashed his face, causing blood to flow out from the corner of his mouth. Mike wiped the blood off his mouth and smiled cruelly, "Of course, you can call for help. But when the time comes, I'll say you were the one who did it first, so it's only self-defense for me to cripple you."

"They will be happy to testify."

At this moment, Alan realized that the youths who were still fighting had surrounded him. They cleverly blocked behind Alan and Mike, so that even if someone passed through the fighting area, they wouldn't see anything. And from the looks of it, they're on Mike's side.

Alan nodded and said, "Don't worry, I won't scream."

It was an unexpected answer. Somehow, when Mike saw Alan's clear eyes, a chill crawled up his back.