The Raven That Passes By

Chapter 325 - 224: Selecting a Visualization Method_3


'The Identity Card of 'I am the Storm' was delivered promptly.'

4, Shout loudly 'Ora! Za Warudo!' or 'Time, stop for me!' or 'Stop, time', to halt time, duration: an instant~5 seconds;


5, Will become very Jojo (understandable but odd speech style, correct but odd combat thoughts, completely incomprehensible odd stances)]


[Remark: Am I dead? Me, who just acquired the most powerful Stand, 'Storm', ended up dead? This feeling is like {playing a game as a jungler, didn't level up at three, teammate gets caught and killed, instead of waiting for me to say: 'It's okay, farm well, wait for me', they say in the all chat: 'Jungler your mom is dead'} just like that! (Message: I am the Storm)]


Li Changzhou's little scheming faded away.


He had wanted to get his hands on this Identity Card to acquire the ability to stop time, but the condition for use was to be the Stand's original body.


Not to mention lacking the skill to exchange bodies, even if Li Changzhou had it, he wouldn't use it, or any skills like changing into someone else's face or concealing identity—he didn't want them.


He was so narcissistic, confident, and cherished his own body.


After returning the Identity Card to Zheng Qing, he asked, "What are the other two pieces of the Three Divine Artifacts of Fortune?"


"One is 'Fortune Gold Cup', and the other is not yet clear," she replied.


Just then, the weapon forging was completed.


Li Qianxia eagerly picked up her Blood-colored Steel Spear, trying out the feel.


"The weight has increased, and now it's just right, the previous one was too light! The sharpness has also improved!" she was very satisfied.


"For future weapon forgeries, you can come to us," Zheng Qing said with a smile.


"Really?!"


"You can't, but you can give the weapon to me, and I will upgrade it for you," Zheng Qing was very fond of Li Qianxia's character.


Li Changzhou took the Emerald Bee Sword in his hand, and it immediately became its normal size.


He gripped it with both hands, holding it upright in front of him, and it took him three seconds to enter 'Concentration'.


Then, he uttered the Engraving: "As expected."


Li Qianxia curiously watched his Emerald Bee Sword;


Yang Qinglan rolled up her long hair, put the Bee Sword back, her ethereal beautiful eyes gazing into his, with a barely discernible tenderness in her gaze;


Zheng Qing's eyes wandered over his legs, groin, hands, face, finally resting on the sword;


Turquoise Pool glanced at his waist before also fixing her gaze on the sword.


—Li Changzhou's eyes were closed.


"Hmm?" Guided by instinct, Li Changzhou swung his sword.


The air was effortlessly torn asunder, with no Sword Qi or similar skills, yet the air that was pushed out still formed a visible wave, whipping against the nondescript corridor and making a "thump!" of a dull sound.


"What's wrong?" Yang Qinglan asked.


"Nothing," Li Changzhou opened his eyes, "Maybe just an illusion."



Inside the base, in a secret chamber.


The slowly forming virtual image of Li Changzhou suddenly held a virtual sword and then struck out with it.


The powerful slash forced open the air, the blade's edge rolling up a flow, blowing out like a shock wave.


"Ah!"


Hit by the shock wave, the player who was creating the virtual image of Li Changzhou flew out immediately, thudding against the wall, coughing up a mouthful of blood.


"What happened?!"


"Save them!"


The player slid slowly down the wall, collapsed on the ground, having passed out—no, to be more precise, was seriously injured and dying.


The others, looking at the unsuccessfully formed and gradually dissipating virtual image of Li Changzhou, were speechless for a moment.


"Just the power of the body... can you do it?"


"No. In terms of strength, I am only slightly weaker than him, but even so, my body can't support using my full strength, he's different, to him, his current strength only fills one-third of the barrel." When Li Changzhou first started, his Strength was 11 points, Constitution was 12 points.


"The Ming Blade's intuition could actually extend to here? Forge another 'As Expected' Ming Blade and hand it over to the experimental department for testing."


"Yes."



Li Changzhou made the Emerald Bee Sword small and put it back in his sleeve.


"Let's go back." This mission had been a huge and eager success—they couldn't wait to go back and practice Visualization.