Chapter 74: The Blood Bar Above My Head Is Not Quite Right

Now that there were more templates in the system, Feng Mu felt it necessary to integrate the panel information for more intuitive selection.

Feng Mu

Traits: 【Iron Eater】, 【Blood Frenzy】, 【Grand Feast】

Strength: 5.7 (1.1+4.6)

Agility: 4.2 (3.8+0.4)

Constitution: 2.1 (0.9+1.2)

Spirit: 1.1 (1+0.1)

Attribute Points Remaining: 0

Iron Eater Second Stage

Metal Property Absorption Slots Remaining: 2

Absorbed Properties: Mold Embryo (White)

Current Consumption Slot 1: Pig Iron (Consumption 7.1/100%)

Current Consumption Slot 2: Idle

General Skill Slots:

Crane Claw Technique · Perfection

Basic Fist Technique (Middle Level) 【1/500】

Basic Leg Technique (Middle Level) 【1/500】

Body Forging Exercise (Not Mastered)

Remaining General Skill Proficiency: 25080

Secret Arts: Tongue Root Death Curse lv1, Marry Death Twins lv1, Agent's Grace lv1, Blood Bar Ghost Eye lv1

Remaining Special Skill Points: 1

Unbeknownst to him, the panel had gone from a few simple lines at the start to a long dropdown list today, like a withered skeleton gradually filled with flesh and blood, stuffed with organs, puffed with breath, becoming ever fuller.

These numbers might be just a string of data in others' eyes, but in Feng Mu's eyes, they were all the fruits of his all-night grinding, racking his brains, and narrowly escaping death, the crystallization of his wisdom, effort, and courage.

"I, Feng Mu, have reached today relying entirely on myself!" Feng Mu cheered for himself, his eyes slightly moist.

Of course, Feng Mu wouldn't forget the system's little push for his breakthrough at the critical moment, just like right now.

"Add points, Marry Death Twins lv1." Feng Mu silently chanted in his heart.

There was nothing to agonize over; a skill that could grant a second life always ranked first for adding points.

Three seconds passed.

The system gave no response, and just as Feng Mu frowned in confusion, two prompt boxes slowly popped up:

【All credit and glory belong to yourself; your shameless appearance makes many villains break out in a cold sweat, and your Inheritance Degree has risen slightly.】

【Marry Death Twins upgrade failed. Prompt: Current skill points insufficient.】

Feng Mu automatically blocked the first prompt box and only saw the second.

He focused his gaze on 【Marry Death Twins lv1】, and saw a faint hollow box '1/5' appear behind it; the next moment, the hollow box shattered and disappeared.

Feng Mu understood: one Special Skill Point wasn't enough; he had to gather five for a single feeding to upgrade.

He then tested the other Secret Arts and found that 【Tongue Root Death Curse lv1】 required at least two Special Skill Points, while 【Agent's Grace lv1】 and 【Blood Bar Ghost Eye lv1】 each required three Special Skill Points.

Feng Mu was slightly disappointed but felt it was reasonable: "I keep saying how one Special Skill Point could satisfy all skills; the gap between skills is sometimes greater than the gap between humans and pigs, so they definitely can't be treated equally."

The property 【Mold Embryo (White)】 extracted by Iron Eater only needed one, but Feng Mu didn't want to use it on that.

At his current pace, if he ground away honestly, he could upgrade 【Mold Embryo】 in half a month.

That left only 【Crane Claw Technique · Perfection】; theoretically, Perfection was the limit of a martial art.

"Add points, 【Crane Claw Technique · Perfection】."

Feng Mu could actually choose to save this Special Skill Point for later, but he felt it was unnecessary; his mindset was different now.

He now actively embraced villains and loved causing trouble, so there was no need to be stingy; 【Inheritance Degree】 would rise again, and there would be various rewards and Treasure Chests.

And he was also curious how a martial art could "undergo a metamorphosis" after theoretically breaking its limit?

【Crane Claw Technique · Perfection → Crane Claw Technique · Limit Break!】

A century of memories suddenly poured into Feng Mu's mind.

【You diligently practiced Crane Claw Technique, over ten years to reach Perfection.】

【Still unsatisfied, you felt Perfection was not the limit of Crane Claw Technique, and continued to practice diligently.】

【Another ten years!】

【Twenty years!】

【Thirty years!】

【You practiced without sleep or rest, without eating or drinking, without relieving yourself, practicing and practicing and practicing.】

【The grove where you practiced was all scratched apart by you, not a single tree left.】

【Finally, in the thirty-third year, you swung a claw, and two claw shadows were actually drawn in the air.】

【You broke the limit of Crane Claw Technique!】

【Crane Claw Technique · Limit Break: when you use this martial art, you will trigger the passive Phantom Claw.】

【Phantom Claw: if a bone-eating maggot hides a copied phantom shadow under your claw, 30% chance to trigger, only when using Crane Claw Technique.】

Feng Mu shook his swollen head, and his five fingers subconsciously clawed at the air.

Crane Claw Technique Thirteenth Form · Finishing Move · Heart-Crushing Claw.

Hum—

The air seemed to tremble slightly; Feng Mu was very lucky and triggered Phantom Claw on the first try.

He saw that as his five fingers clenched, a strange black claw shadow beneath his claws made the same motion, with a front-to-back delay of about 0.3 seconds, and the air let out two consecutive explosive sounds.

Feng Mu's pupils flickered with sharp light, and he thought to himself:

"If it were 100% trigger, the enemy might still see through and guard against it, but precisely because it's a 30% random trigger, it's equivalent to mixing in feints, making it impossible to defend against the real and the fake."

"Moreover, if it were only a phantom claw, it would only count as double attack, but precisely because there's still a 0.3-second delay, the wonder lies in this 0.3-second delay."

Feng Mu doesn't think random trigger and delay are deduction items; on the contrary, he precisely feels these two items precisely make the phantom claw harder to fathom, more insidious.

Feng Mu's mouth corner cracked open, as if he had already seen one enemy after another, when their hearts were cleaved by his phantom claw, that unbelievable terrified appearance.

"If the phantom claw came out a little earlier, that black-faced man's sneak attack just now, perhaps I could have directly yin-killed him on the first strike."

Feng Mu licked his lips, the villainous aura at his mouth corner impossible to conceal: "This claw carries thirty-three years of functional power, hee-hee~"

The Bronze Treasure Chest had only one reward left uninterpreted; Feng Mu put away his insidious claws and looked toward the Secret Art introduction.

【Blood Bar Ghost Eye】: Upon activating this Secret Art, you can see the opponent's Blood Bar; the price is that during the Secret Art period, both your and the opponent's bodies will be datafied, gaining immunity to all lethal attacks; only when the Blood Bar clears to zero will death occur.

Ps: In this state, if your attack on the opponent does not break defense, it will forcefully deduct one drop of the opponent's blood volume.

Feng Mu's pupils shrank slightly, and he read the skill introduction carefully again, word by word, various thoughts floating in his mind: "Making both oneself and the opponent datafied with Blood Bars seems a bit useless, but perhaps in certain situations, it would be a god-tier skill?"

Feng Mu closed the panel, blinked his eyes, and a strange blood light floated on his retina; instantly a Blood Bar frame 【64/100】 popped up on the table before him.

He turned his eyes, and wherever his line of sight focused, a Blood Bar frame would instantly pop up, but as long as he looked away for more than 3 seconds, the Blood Bar frame would disappear.

Computer 【84/125】

Phone 【76/111】

Big Black Core 【2331/2584】

Within sight, there wasn't a single thing in the home that was at full Blood Bar; the Big Black Core's Blood Bar was unexpectedly especially thick.

"Dead things have Blood Bars too?" Feng Mu was slightly startled, then quickly relieved, "Right, the skill introduction uses 'opponent,' not strictly requiring a living thing."

Thinking this way, Feng Mu walked toward the Restroom, planning to look at the Mirror and see how thick his own Blood Bar was.

Then, Feng Mu stood before the Mirror, dumbstruck, a pair of blood-colored pupils contracted to needle points trembling violently.

In the Mirror, the Blood Bar floating above his head wasn't a matter of thickness, but... one, two, three, four, unequal lengths stacked atop his head glowing red.

"Why do I have four Blood Bars on my head?" Feng Mu didn't feel he had four lives; he only felt hair-raisingly creepy.

(End of Chapter)