The nine basic sword skills are the basis for a total of eighteen sets of basic sword skills in the Evolution Camp.

The more solid the foundation, the faster you will master the basic sword skills, and the more powerful you will be.

"Yuewang is really a magical existence." Wang Ye browsed through eighteen sets of elementary sword skills on the evolution camp's intranet.

These all come from a place where only evolved people can connect consciously - the Moon Network.

What interests him the most are the three sets of sword techniques: "Supreme Quick Sword", "Red Sun Sword Technique" and "Thunder Explosive Sword Technique".

Except for "Red Sun Sword Jue" which needs to be paired with the advanced "Red Sun Evolution Method", the other two sets can be learned now.

"Let it go first." Wang Ye rubbed his blurred eyes.

It is different from the nine basic basic sword techniques.

These are complete sets of knife skills, and even getting started requires a lot of time and energy.

The advice of the instructor at the Sword Hall is to lay a solid foundation first, and then practice when the consciousness can connect to the moon net, so as to get twice the result with half the effort.

Close the laptop.

Wang Ye lay down on the bed and fell asleep instantly.

Three hours later.

"Ring, ring, ring!" the cell phone alarm rang.

Wang Ye stood up from the bed with his eyes closed, pinched himself hard, and his eyes widened instantly.

After entering the bathroom and washing his face with cold water, Wang Ye quickly put on his student combat uniform and hung up his scabbard.

Head out into the wild!

He needs a lot of potential points now!

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Xiying, outdoors.

Two girls in combat uniforms were searching for traces of mutated monsters.

Field training is a homework that every student must complete, and there is a minimum time limit every month.

When strength is insufficient, forming a team to resist risks is a good way.

"Look, Xiao Yu, isn't that Wang Ye?" A girl with short hair pointed not far away.

The girl named Xiaoyu had a high ponytail, was 1.6 meters tall, had a light body, fair complexion, and was youthful and beautiful. There was a rare maturity among girls between her brows. She looked over at the sound and pursed her lips with a hum.

"It turns out he's fine. He doesn't come to class and doesn't reply to messages." My best friend Huang Ju looked at Zhao Xiaoyu and said angrily, "Thank you for being so worried about him."

"Don't talk nonsense, he and I have broken up." Zhao Xiaoyu shook his head.

"I advised you to break up." Huang Ju sneered: "He has no use except for being handsome. He has no house in the base city, no money at home, and poor talent. He will never become an evolutionist in this life. You and him are

What future do we have together?"

"I understand." Zhao Xiaoyu looked away from Wang Ye.

…

"Breaking up should be dignified, and no one should say sorry." In Wang Ye's mind, the memories of the original owner and Zhao Xiaoyu emerged.

Thinking back carefully, there is only green love and no mosaic plot.

A bit disappointed.

Well divided!

Otherwise he would have a headache now.

Everyone has his or her own ambitions, and he very much understood and respected Zhao Xiaoyu's realistic choices.

It's great to be single, you can have countless female friends, and you don't have to worry about being locked out.

As we all know, successful people often have bad relationships.

Run forward.

Having had an experience, Wang Ye is familiar with the world.

Because the students are so dense in the first few kilometers outside the camp, it is difficult to find mutated monsters.

Especially since there hasn't been a red rain recently, the growth of mutated monsters can't keep up with the students' raids.

It wasn't until six kilometers away that Wang Ye found the first mutated monster.

He raised and lowered the knife with extraordinary skill.

A monster half as tall as a man with red and green spots all over his body fell in a pool of blood.

The nine basic sword skills at the proficiency level allowed Wang Ye to easily unleash the power of the sword in his hand.

It's not like the first field battle where you were forging iron, relying purely on brute force.

【Kill the mutant beast.】

【Potential point:0.1→0.2.】

very good.

Wang Ye smiled.

This was the first time he had killed a mutated monster without taking any damage.

Good start.

Today’s goal is to earn 1 potential point without taking any damage!

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15:00, Xiying Medical Room.

"ah!"

"Light, light!"

"Snapped!"

Shu Mengou, who was wearing a white coat, slapped off the claws holding her arm and put away the wound treatment tools: "Can't you be more stable? Students in the elite class are not injured as often as you are."

"If you weren't hurt, wouldn't you be able to see me again?" Wang Ye bared his teeth.

There is no way to improve efficiency.

With no luck today, he could only risk going deeper.

Then, he was attacked from both sides by two mutated monsters...

Fortunately, the injury was not serious and timely treatment would not cause any serious problems.

But finally on the way back, I accomplished today’s goal——

1 potential point.

Picking up the knife and heading straight to the training ground.

The dormitory is too small to use. Only by becoming an evolver can you have your own apartment in the camp.

Regular class students and even elite class students have to come to the training ground if they want to practice weapons.

"Wow."

Potential points cleared.

Wang Ye held the sword and entered a familiar space of consciousness.

Images of me practicing hard on the sword emerged in my mind.

Night and day, hot summer and cold winter.

Keep accelerating, keep improving, keep understanding.

Suddenly, Wang Ye opened his eyes.

The sword in the hand swings naturally, the movement is faster, the sword technique is more precise, and the force is just right.

Like an arm directing it, perform it over and over again.

[Nine basic sword skills, proficient → proficient]

"This is master-level swordsmanship." Wang Ye thought of the scene of his injury in the afternoon.

On the one hand, it was a lack of experience. In the past, only two people had pinched him in other places. On the other hand, his sword skills were not proficient enough.

You don't really have that much time to think when you're fighting.

Just like in a fierce competition, you can't think of how to perform the most standard moves.

Relying on body memory and subconscious control of knife skills.
To be continued...