Free Web NovelChapter 1041: Chapter 377: The Tip Was Wrong, the Third One (5k)
Wen Yan most hates situations where he can’t see where the enemy is or doesn’t know who the enemy is.
In such cases, he can only respond to each move or force his way through.
He also wants to learn more, read more books, so that when faced with situations, even if he doesn’t know the specifics, he can have a strategy.
Ideally, he wants to be like the Fourth Great-uncle Master, a knowledgeable bigshot who knows where to find information even if he doesn’t know something.
But after seeing others easily handle unfamiliar situations, finding relevant information effortlessly, Wen Yan realized that just relying on effort alone, it’s unlikely he’d catch up to them in a short time.
Those people have talent, they are willing to study and practice diligently, and they actively think about the connections between various things, persisting for decades. How could he, someone who started later, catch up with them quickly?
Knowledge outside of the science and engineering fields is like that; it’s impossible within a short time to cram decades of study, understanding, and accumulation into one’s mind and achieve the same level of comprehension.
Wen Yan feels more suited to calling for help when encountering problems, knowing whom to call for assistance suits him better.
This time he felt it was somewhat troublesome; he didn’t see the real enemy throughout and this place has a large scope.
He thought that he should continue studying and practicing diligently, quickly find his own path, and strive to completely transform ability into his own power. This kind of power that is always there is the most reliable, while professional power is only suitable for critical breakthroughs or acquiring key information. freēwebnovel.com
It was hard when the enemy here finally surfaced, seeming to be quite a troublesome character.
For the first time, Wen Yan felt the hints might be incorrect, that the so-called immortality meant the condition hadn’t been met.
After witnessing Pei Tugou’s so-called death, Wen Yan doesn’t believe there is anything truly immortal.
This hint must be wrong.
As Wen Yan’s thought flashed by, his heart became more determined, and he saw the content after the hint start to flicker.
Five temporary abilities appeared, but before Wen Yan could clearly see them, they distorted and turned into garbled characters, finally dissipating one by one.
Ultimately, the hint content began to turn into gibberish, rapidly changing, then reorganized into a line of text.
"Current condition, no match, can self-develop."
Without the temporary ability, Wen Yan instead smiled, now fully certain his path was correct.
Based on the current situation and abilities, generating the most suitable temporary ability for the status quo and his mindset should be what he understood.
And sometimes, indeed, there will be situations that the generated temporary ability cannot solve.
His mindset changed, and the corresponding requests naturally changed too.
Since the current condition wasn’t suitable for him, he’d find his own way to deal with it.
Wen Yan lifted his head, watching as chains pierced into Fifteenth Wang’s body, continuously pulling something out, while he himself ignored the chains, letting them withdraw masses of things one by one, heading straight for the crevice.
Wen Yan stepped forward, his figure like a suddenly erupting leopard, the Gray Cloth dashed out first, wedging into the rock crevice, dragging Wen Yan to accelerate again.
Wen Yan’s speed accelerated to the extreme, covering five or six meters in one step; when reaching the limit, he stamped one foot on the ground, forcibly stamping out a footprint, power starting from the ground, then through the leg, waist, shoulder, arm, all exerting power together.
In that instant, his whole person seemed like a taut whip, fiercely lashing out.
At the moment he punched out, Fifteenth Wang, who was still trying to escape from here, or rather the Mountain Ghost possessing Fifteenth Wang, finally turned around.
His perception told him that if he didn’t turn back, with the current power, this body would definitely be punched to death.
If this body was destroyed, he wouldn’t be able to escape.
The Mountain Ghost halted, swiftly turned around, stretched out a palm to block Wen Yan’s punch.
As he exerted force, a rough exotic beast phantom emerged from his body.
Wen Yan swung his arm, the punch launched, all the power converged on the fist, and at the moment it swung out, there was a series of crackling explosive sounds in the air.
With a muffled bang, the Mountain Ghost took the punch head-on, and the phantom on his body was shattered on the spot.
The flames emanating from Wen Yan surged like waves, one of which was precisely controlled at the point where the punch power exploded.
At the moment the phantom was shattered, the flames, like a roaring beast, surged along the power, turning into a fiery fist stamp, directly hitting the Mountain Ghost’s chest.
The Mountain Ghost’s waist slightly arched, and he rose into the air, flying out backwards.
After flying two or three meters, his legs suddenly landed, a steady aura surfaced on him, his body like a mountain, slightly lowered, forcibly stabilizing his figure.
Both his feet directly sunk below the ground, looking up, he stared at Wen Yan, his expression became much more solemn.
"Such hard bones, now there are still people with such strong flesh, what on earth are you?"
"I Am Your Dad!"
Wen Yan shouted loudly, charging forward again, becoming more in sync with Gray Cloth.
Advancing, he leaned his body forward, swung his arm again, his body like a steel whip, heavily lashing out, this time the Mountain Ghost became wiser, not meeting directly, a phantom from his body sprang out to take the punch.
