Chapter 125 Qi, position
, etc. enter the consciousness space, and Lu Yuan returns to the place where he entered the door earlier.
He was standing at the corner of a rockery, with a lotus pond beside him.
Ahead was a winding corridor, and as the imaginary enemy, the middle-aged man surnamed Tang stood at the foot of the corridor thirty meters away, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at him quietly.
"Kaka—"
Lu Yuan twisted his neck slightly, and his body made a sound of bone on bone.
Speaking of which, after his physical agility breakthrough, he hasn't had many fights in the conscious space.
This middle-aged man surnamed Tang is a direct descendant of the Crane Sect. Depending on his age, he may be stronger than Lin Zhiqin and Qin Feng.
Just in time to try it out.
Lu Yuan looked around, his eyes locked on the rockery beside him.
There is one thing not very good about this consciousness space war.
Or very good.
Before each battle begins, Lu Yuan needs to trigger it himself.
This gave Lu Yuan enough preparation time.
But in this situation, he disliked the other party for standing too far away.
You can't ask him to run over.
"Hmph!"
Lu Yuan grabbed the rockery in front of him with both hands. His fingers were like knives and he pressed deeply into the rockery. A large number of stone chips fell between his fingers.
This rockery is made of quartz, which is harder than cement.
But under Lu Yuan's terrifying finger force, several holes were punched out as easily as frozen tofu.
"Crack, click, click -"
The rockery, which was about four square meters, shook slightly, making an overwhelming sound.
This quartz rockery weighs more than half a ton. Although Lu Yuan's fist strength is close to one ton, his pure arm strength is not one ton.
It's not enough to lift the rockery.
Just add some.
"lv2 [Special Force]!"
After the skill was activated, the muscles on Lu Yuan's arms immediately tightened like steel bars and quickly expanded and became stronger.
A gleam flashed in his eyes and he exerted force on his hands.
The cement sealing the lower body of the quartz rockery burst apart, and Lu Yuan grabbed half a ton of rocks out.
A lot of dirt and gravel rolled down.
"Bang!"
Lu Yuan took a step forward.
The bluestone floor beneath his feet shattered.
He stamped his feet violently, and a deep pit exploded beneath him.
At the same time, the veins on his arms suddenly thickened, and with great force, he threw the rockery weighing half a ton directly towards the middle-aged man on the back under the veranda!
"Rumble--"
The rockery was released, causing a violent wind sound like a meteorite breaking through the sky.
In the blink of an eye, it hit the position where the middle-aged man was standing behind him, and with a "bang", the entire small section of the corridor was smashed to pieces.
"Wha—"
Lu Yuan felt that as soon as he got rid of the rockery, the middle-aged man appeared in front of him like a ghost.
Crane faction's main speed.
Lu Yuan was not surprised by this, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he took a deep breath quickly.
The partially inflated body completed the overall expansion in an instant, and then without saying a word, he punched the middle-aged man on the back.
lv3【Absolute concentration】!
lv1 [Spiritual Crane Technique. Crane Shadow Floating in the Sky]!
lv2 [Special Power], three times the power!
The green and black, thick, vein-covered arm suddenly shot out, like a giant python devouring the air.
The violent wind caused by the punch caused the gravel on the ground to roll, and the surrounding flowers, plants and green bamboos all violently fell in one direction.
A sharp and piercing low whistle sounded in the air.
There were layers of white air waves swaying from Lu Yuan's fist.
This punch can be regarded as Lu Yuan's strongest punch without using the [Tell the Dead (Extraordinary)] panel skill.
Facing this punch, a trace of fluctuation flashed in the emotionless eyes of the middle-aged man with his back.
He stood up abruptly, kicked out suddenly and lightly touched Lu Yuan's fist.
"Pfft--"
The fists and feet collided, and Lu Yuan immediately felt that the momentum contained in his fists seemed to have been pierced by something.
Before he could transmit the power of this punch, the middle-aged man withdrew his fist and disappeared from Lu Yuan's sight.
"Bang!"
Lu Yuan was kicked on the left ribs and fell sideways.
He swung back violently, but was already hit with another kick on his right shoulder.
"Bang-bang-bang-bang!"
Lu Yuan was hit continuously, and his whole body was staggering like a small boat swayed by huge waves.
"Damn it! His speed is too fast!"
In the [Absolute Concentration] state, Lu Yuan's mind was as calm as a lake.
But at this time, ripples could not help but appear on the lake.
The horror of the Crane School's martial arts is now fully displayed in the hands of the middle-aged man carrying the head... to be precise, it should be under his feet.
Erratic, swift, and everywhere like a ghost.
"His absolute strength is far inferior to mine, but his leg skills should also be a real skill!" "
And there is a mysterious qi machine on his legs, which can easily penetrate my forged defense!"
This mysterious qi machine has a long way to go. I have learned from Lin Zhiqin and Qin Feng, but because I have always "died" quickly before, I have never experienced it as deeply as now.
This Qi machine is like an awl, with extremely strong penetrating power.
Directly through Lu Yuan Xiaocheng's flesh, hitting his internal organs.
Lu Yuan could already feel his internal organs bursting and bleeding.
"Forget it."
Lu Yuan took a deep breath and quickly closed his eyes.
"Try to end the battle!"
The invisible mental power suddenly dispersed.
Delicately spread all around Luyuan.
The speed of the middle-aged man behind his back was too fast for him to catch with his naked eyes.
Simply give up vision and try to use your mental power to perceive.
The tense muscles all over his body also quietly relaxed, undulating slightly like waves blown by the wind.
Lu Yuan's whole body became relaxed, as if he had given up resistance completely.
"Sa——"
A sound broke through the air in his ears, and Lu Yuan moved slightly. Just as he was about to take action, he was already hit in the chest.
"Huh!"
He groaned, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, and it seemed like pieces of internal organs were pouring into his mouth.
"Sound can also deceive, and hearing cannot be trusted!"
"Bang!"
Another kick.
This kick sent him flying far away, and his strong body smashed into a rockery on the side, causing gravel to scatter everywhere.
Lu Yuan climbed up from the rubble with an expressionless face, spit out a mouthful of blood with organ fragments, and continued to stand still.
Almost, it's not the best time.
"Bang!"
This kick hit Lu Yuan's left arm, and he blocked it slightly. After giving up using the [Special Power] to tighten the defense of the intertwined muscles, his left arm was completely penetrated by the power and mysterious energy attached to this foot.
Lu Yuan heard the sound of his left arm bone breaking.
It's still a little short, wait a minute...
"Bang!"
"Bang -"
The middle-aged man behind the back kept making moves, and Lu Yuan kept getting hit.
His injuries were getting worse and worse, and he was shaky as he stood, as if he would fall down at any time.
finally.
The middle-aged man on the back came with another kick.
It's now!
Lu Yuan opened his eyes suddenly.
It seemed like a switch suddenly turned on in my mind, and countless inspirations poured out.
[Flash of inspiration], trigger!
This time, before the middle-aged man's feet could even be lifted off his back, the road ahead seemed to be unpredictable.
His arms suddenly spread out, and the muscles all over his body swelled with blood.
Rich black energy rose from his body like flames.
His eyes turned into pure darkness, and his hands were already tightly wrapped around each other's right foot.
"It's about time it was my turn."
The deep voice was like the whimpering of a strong wind.
Lu Yuan exerted force with both hands, and the middle-aged man was suddenly pulled in front of him.
The five fingers of his right hand suddenly opened up, grabbed the opponent's head, and pressed it hard towards the ground.
"Boom!"
The ground shook violently, but it was just the beginning.
The huge fist wrapped in the thick death aura had already been connected, and it was aimed at the hole under his feet and hit hard
"Huh--"
Lu Yuan slowly opened his eyes and habitually exhaled a long breath of turbid air.
He subconsciously touched his chest, as if he wanted to really feel his vigorously beating heart.
Although he has "died" countless times in the consciousness space.
But such a difficult and tragic battle still left a deep impression on him.
"However, at least we won in the end."
Lu Yuan was slightly pleased.
In his opinion, this middle-aged man named Tang was about the same strength as Lin Zhiqin and Qin Feng.
His ability to kill the opponent is equivalent to being qualified to formally challenge the latter two.
This is not a necessary prerequisite, but Lu Yuan has been trying it since the beginning of his martial arts practice.
Until now, I have died at the hands of Lin Zhiqin and Qin Feng too many times to count.
Although he is an "imaginary enemy" in the war of consciousness, he will still leave some shadows on Lu Yuan.
In Lu Yuan's heart, these two people have already turned into two insurmountable mountains in a short period of time.
But now, he finally has the confidence to crush these two mountains, and he just wants to try it himself.
"However, Lin Zhiqin's strength is almost the same as the two of them. Why are Qin Feng and Tang both direct descendants, but Lin Zhiqin is not?"
Lu Yuan thought.
Combining Lin Zhiqin's current situation of poverty and the character traits that directly caused this situation, Lu Yuan had some vague guesses in his heart.
But those speculations were soon put to rest.
He was not too interested in the mystery that smelled like blood when he smelled it. In comparison, he was more interested in knowing the source of the mysterious energy that these three people had when they took action.
"Is it the core inherited secret method of the Crane Sect?"
"Can you find out?"
Lu Yuan had a strong premonition in his heart.
If you can master the power of this mysterious qi machine, your combat effectiveness will definitely rise to the next level again.
Anyway, he had nothing to do, so he simply started to concentrate on studying this.
Lu Yuan repeatedly entered the consciousness space, taking turns setting the three people as "imaginary enemies", and then tried to put his consciousness into the bodies of the three people.
Go back and forth and feel how the organs and muscles in various parts of the body operate when the three of them use that mysterious energy.
Gradually.
He seemed to figure something out.
Dreams and reality continue to confirm that there is something in the body with a 17-point constitution and a refined body that is about to break out of the shell at any time!
"Except for this, this, and this, let's have three servings of everything else first."
Lu Yuan tapped a few times on the light green quaint menu, and then handed it back to the "waiter" next to him.
It's actually not accurate to say that the waiter is.
The man holding the menu and nodding his head was more like a servant recruited by Linghexuan.
This is the third day since Lu Yuan came to Linghexuan.
He has almost completely adapted to life here.
Eating, sleeping, fighting in the conscious space.
It was all part of his daily life.
Simple.
But it's not boring.
First of all, his recent research on mysterious qi machines has become more and more obvious, and the growth in strength makes him feel fulfilled and happy.
Secondly,
the food at Linghexuan Restaurant is really delicious!
Lu Yuan had never eaten such delicious food in his two lives, so much so that he felt deep envy in his heart towards the leader of the Crane Sect whom he had never seen before.
Yes, I can eat so much delicious food every day and be served by so many people every day. It’s so cool to be a senior!
I wonder if I can enjoy it every day after becoming a direct descendant?
It doesn't seem possible, because sooner or later, he has to go back to his home in Jiaoyan City.
Harmful.
Lu Yuan sighed softly, feeling slightly regretful.
It's time for dinner.
While Lu Yuan was waiting for the food to be served, he saw several people walking in outside the restaurant.
Among them was the young man named Wang Xu who had led him along the way and followed the middle-aged man named Tang.
This guy seemed to remember him and smiled at him when he came in.
Lu Yuan nodded slightly towards him, but the latter had already turned his head and sat talking and laughing with a few people next to him.
It doesn't matter if the road is far away.
Along with Wang Xu, they are all candidates to participate in this personal examination.
It may be that they have known each other for a long time, or they may be "like-minded" and have formed a small circle.
Lu Yuan couldn't blend in, and he didn't want to blend in either.
In the past two days, he had seen all the candidates for this assessment.
Pulled into the consciousness space and inspected the goods one by one.
Except for a guy with dyed white hair who plays cool all day long and is of decent strength, the others are basically just like chickens and dogs, and they really don't interest Lu Yuan.
His current goal has long been set on the older generation of direct disciples such as Lin Zhiqin, Qin Feng and the middle-aged Tang.
"When will I be able to crush Qin Feng and the others easily? I will have some confidence."
Lu Yuan thought secretly in his heart.
At this time, the food he ordered before was served.
"Do you want to bring him along?"
In front of the small round table, a young man with short hair and a slight stubble on his chin casually toyed with the bamboo chopsticks in his hand while looking at a young man in the distance who was feasting, and casually suggested road.
The other four people at the dinner table turned their heads and glanced in the direction pointed by the young man, and quickly looked away.
A girl with a ponytail, an oval face, and a slightly cold temperament said coldly: "Do you think we still have room at this table?"
(End of Chapter)