Chapter 224: A Heart as Clear as a Mirror and as Calm as Water, Probably

『46th Death』

"I'm going to kill you!"

Drowned and exhausted again, Lu Mingfei roared, his anger seemed to burn the world.

In death after death, he shouted, cursed, and vented his torture like slow slicing, using the most disgusting and filthy words he could think of to vent to the system (white foam).

But it was useless.

The result was still repeated death, repeating this process, floundering in the deep sea, completely unaware of where the land was.

Because of this, after experiencing death several times, Lu Mingfei realized a truth-he would always be tortured.

Pain can make people grow, and strong and short-term pain is a catalyst, either crazy or learn what the word [growth] is!

"I look forward to it. By the way, I suggest you learn more about swear words."

When the voice ended, Lu Mingfei choked on the water and roared: "I will definitely kill you... Gu... Gu Gu."

Another death.

Then, it was repeated.

Lu Mingfei was a loser, so after dying a little more, he learned to swim quickly without a teacher.

'76th death, you learned swimming very quickly'

Bai Mo looked at Lu Mingfei, he had been promoted from a rookie to a professional player, and his swimming level was not inferior to those extreme athletes who swam professionally for a long time.

The reason is easy to understand, and the truth is not difficult.

As long as you remember the physical exhaustion caused by failure, and you can try again and again with death, then you can learn to swim and be excellent.

"■■■■ (national essence muted)"

Listening to his constant scolding, Bai Mo ignored Lu Mingfei's words.

'The time for skipping classes is over, adjust your mentality, and prepare to enter the deep sea next time'

When the voice ended, Lu Mingfei found himself pressed directly into the deep sea, surrounded by water.

Up and down, left and right, all directions are sea water.

The sea water flowed on the skin of the body, and before Lu Mingfei could react, the water flow entering the throat and nostrils made him fall into the water.

The darkness in front of him made it impossible for Lu Mingfei to think at all. He could only accept the extreme torture of being choked.

One hundred and sixty-one seconds, one death.

『In the deep sea, waiting for your dream』

"Cough cough!" Rolling over, Lu Mingfei supported his arms and kept retching, gasping for breath, retching again and again, as if he was going to cough his lungs out of his chest.

After discovering that there was no water, Lu Mingfei finally came to his senses.

Surrounded by air instead of sea water, he left that deep sea hell and returned to reality!

No system, no deep sea, no darkness, no torture...

"Hahaha, hahaha, hahaha."

Laughing wildly, Lu Mingfei laughed wildly with a hideous face, leaving fountain-like tears in the corners of his eyes.

"I finally left hell."

While Lu Mingfei was crying with joy, Bai Mo looked at Lu Mingze: "If he knew that this was repeated every 12 hours, would he go crazy?"

"Maybe, I haven't tried it."

Lu Mingze did not give an accurate answer. For this first time, he could only make a simple guess.

"...Maybe he will go crazy."

Bai Mo shook his head and narrowed his eyes: "I hope he can adjust his mental state and pass this training smoothly."

Synchronize the memory, and after the rest of Bai Mo shared these memories, Bai Mo began to discuss himself.

"...Lu Mingfei's test should be completed before he leaves..."

"...According to Lu Mingfei's talent, he can understand the heartbeat, blood, and the flow of seawater..."

"...A heart as clear as a mirror and still water..."

"...Without thoughts, without thoughts, without gaps..."

"...The emperor of martial arts, Tianxin..."

In the real world, Lu Mingfei leaned against the bed, staring blankly at the sun outside the window.

The darkness in the deep sea, even now Lu Mingfei has not forgotten, as long as he closes his eyes, he can still hear the song of the flowing seawater in the darkness.

This voice is a fierce ghost, constantly entangled with him.

"Brother."

Hearing the voice of a familiar person, Lu Mingfei turned his head and saw the little devil Lu Mingze in a suit sitting on the bed.

The little devil Lu Mingze waved his hand casually and asked, "Brother, do you need to make a deal?"

"...Kill this system...One quarter of its life will be given to you, all of it will be given to you!"

Lu Mingfei made a cold voice, which was rarely different from the loser.

If you didn't know his character in advance, looking at Lu Mingfei's current appearance of wanting to kill his entire family, the first impression would be that he was a prisoner squatting in prison.

"I can't do it." Lu Mingze shook his head, jumped off the bed, stretched out his hand to pull Lu Mingfei up, and patted the dust on him because he was sitting on the ground.

"The system is helping you."

"Grass■■■■ (Harmonious National Essence)" Lu Mingfei instantly turned into the king of the Zaun stage, his mouth was like a machine gun, and words were sprayed out one after another.

Lu Mingze put his hands on his legs and waited patiently for Lu Mingfei to vent his expected resentment.

"Brother, the system is helping you, isn't it?"

"Think of the good side. You have learned to swim now, and you are very good at it."

Considering that if he said it out loud, he would attract extreme hostility from Lu Mingfei, Lu Mingze gave up telling the truth.

The ignorant are happier.

"I'd rather not have learned it!"

When it comes to the word [swimming], Lu Mingfei seems to have PDST syndrome, with goose bumps all over his body.

Lu Mingze pointed at Lu Mingfei with a smile on his face, saying, "This is the ability you have learned, and it belongs to you."

This is not a transaction, nor is it a purchase of a quarter of life, but a swimming skill that has been practiced through repeated deaths.

"In addition, brother, you will continue to receive training in 12 hours..."

Lu Mingze looked at Lu Mingfei, who was holding his head and banging against the edge of the bed, as if he was going to commit suicide, and scratched his hair.

"It must be a dream, it must be a dream."

"This is not a dream." As he spoke, Lu Mingze held Lu Mingfei's arm and repeated.

"In 12 hours, brother, you will continue."

"…………Hahaha, hehehe, hehehe, ah ah ah..." Lu Mingfei held his head, leaned against the bed, and made very strange noises like crazy.

"Hey, brother, grow up quickly." Lu Mingze patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder and disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, the door was pushed open, Caesar and Chu Zihang walked into the house, and they saw the crazy Lu Mingfei.

"What's going on?" Caesar touched his head, looking confused.

Why did you look crazy when we were out for only two hours? Did some very powerful enemy appear?

Chu Zihang looked around: "There are no signs of fighting, no signs of fighting at the scene."

"Really? It seems that an unknown enemy has appeared."

"Maybe, Lu Mingfei."

Chu Zihang stepped forward and stretched out his hand to hold Lu Mingfei's wrist.

The next moment, Lu Mingfei suddenly stood up, held Chu Zihang's fingers in reverse, and pressed them down hard.

His pupils were as red as blood, with a crazy killing intent, like a devil from hell.

And this power and speed exceeded Chu Zihang's prediction.