Fist of Fantasy

Chapter 379 An Eye For An Eye
"I am a person who prefers to be self-reliant. I solve problems by myself. I have always adhered to the principle of not relying on my master or asking for help."

Liang De had bitterness in his heart, but his mouth was very firm, which fully reflected the indomitable will of Dongguo boys.

"Thinking but not learning is perilous. You still have to... wait, why are you asking me?"

Thrips suddenly reacted and said:

"Is it okay to ask me?"

"Don't pay attention to these details, I just do it out of interest, just ask you, and give you a chance to perform.

Well, old iron, you are very good. "

Liang De used his Martial Dao Primordial Spirit to conjure up his palm, and patted it twice in a leadership manner to show his appreciation.

Am I going to tell you that the tradition of our ancient boxing in the East is that if you have money, you can practice, but if you don't have money, you can do shit.

The old man's "Chi Jie Martial Arts Grandmaster's Collection of Private Lessons" is sold in Baichuan Haiji for tens of thousands of pieces.

Liang De slandered the old and vulgar customs of the ancient boxing art of the Eastern Kingdom, and said to Thripa:
"Then let's see how far the two of us can do it.

There are 129 hours left before the doomsday, divided into two halves, if we have not successfully contained the raging tide after 64 hours, we will call for help immediately. "

"can."

Thrips promised very simply, 64 hours, more than enough.

"Then tell me about your containment plan."

"I'll lend you my eyes first."

The primordial spirit of the thrips moved slightly, and the steel blue eyes condensed with the supernatural power of searching for enemies merged into one, and then expanded outwards.

The hexagonal honeycomb pattern in the eyes quickly covered Liang De's soul, like a fishing net tightened inwards, binding the black amber that was almost fluid in its ever-changing state, and strangled it into a Vertical eyes with pitch-black green pupils.

After the violent Yuanshen transformation ended, Liang De unfolded himself.

This time it really opened my eyes.

Liang De turned the eyes lent to him by Thrips, taking a panoramic view of the surrounding scene.

Ever since Shi Shiwanhua entered the Internet, his sense of martial artist has blurred a lot, and it is far from being as easy to use offline.

After approaching the source of the raging tide, Mr. Liang's "vision" level dropped sharply due to the radiation of its power, and the quality of the spiritual image was extremely poor, not much better than that of an arcade screen.

Although Thrips had shared his soul vision with him before, it was always separated by a layer, a bit like watching other people's live broadcasts on his own old machine, and the experience improvement was not obvious enough.

But now, the Lese arcade screen has become a 144Hz gaming screen, and the graphics card has been replaced by an IQ test card such as GTX1050Ti to RTX3090.

In the spiritual image, everything that is ordinary begins to become different!
The anger surrounding the word "nu" is no longer a simple pale red eosin, but a dazzling array of colors, and he can "read" the images and emotions in it without touching it personally.

What he saw was no longer a wave of violent light, but countless angry faces.

Looking beyond the heavy anger, Liang De not only saw clearly every grain of dust that constituted the source of the fury, but also saw the transparent threads connected to the dust one by one.

Those silk threads came from nowhere, they were as straight as an iron ruler, as thin as a baby's hair, the roots were tight, and they kept moving with the dust.

When the silk thread was swept by the soul power condensed by the thrips' supernatural powers, it trembled slightly, and the amplitude was extremely small, as light as a dream. If Liang De hadn't borrowed her eyes, he would not have noticed it at all.

This is... the string of fortune?
In the depths of Liang Dewu's Daoist soul, the revolving lantern of life turned rapidly, and the memories before the end of the graduation trip quickly came to mind.

In the consciousness, the scene of Zhou Bofu, the second seat of the compound eye, and Tai Fengxian was clearly replayed. The golden-winged fierce bird that spread its wings to cover the world spreads its feathers, and the end of each feather is connected to the The string of numerology drawn from the other worlds.

It was by relying on this supernatural power of linking fortunetelling that the Green Tribulation master easily resolved the bus collision that Teacher Fengxian borrowed from all realms, and also used this supernatural power to cut off Liang De's life string.

Because he was hit once and didn't die, Liang De is probably the white robber who knows this supernatural power best on both sides of Jieyuan Konghai.

That's why he was so surprised.

He remembered that Thrips told Triangle Head during the graduation trip that the ability to find enemies comes from her own supernatural powers, but when she touched the lifeline of Raging Tide just now with her soul power, that feeling was clearly...

"You don't have to be too surprised, this supernatural ability to find enemies was engraved in my soul by Zhou Bofu."

Before Liang De could raise any questions, he received a message from the primordial spirit from Thrips.

"Is it okay for you to mention his name casually? I don't know how many veteran Qingjies have been here in a known world like Bi'an 706. You and him have a good relationship. If he stays here ..."

"Mr. Du has helped me get rid of the fate. As long as I am not in the same world as Zhou Bofu, he will not be able to sense me. You don't have to worry."

"That's fine."

It's all gone and still has hair, Mr. Du, you are a male Brahma, it's too unfair!

Liang De hesitated for a while, then said:

"...Then what, old iron, it's good to have this supernatural power, but it was given to me after all.

"Learning from the World" said that the hairless old bird is the master of this way, and you have such aptitude that it is impossible to stand still, and the magic is much more versatile. The possibility is increasing..."

"I know."

"Then why do you still keep it, Mr. Du can't wash off your eyeball tattoo?"

Thrips: "Why do I keep avoiding Zhou Bofu?"

"what?"

Does this question still need to be asked?Director Zhao doesn't teach martial arts at all.

"Even if you're not afraid of him, there's no need to keep this supernatural power. With Yingxuetang's background, there may not be any supernatural powers that are more suitable for you."

"The body of the Green Tribulation Walker is generally hidden in the depths of the empty sea, and it is difficult to find, and the same is true for Zhou Bofu.

But Zhou Bofu hooked up the numerology of all worlds, thereby arousing infinite power, and implicated countless karma in his body.

As long as I rely on the enemy-finding circuit he carved in my soul to go back to the source, and deduce this magical power to a level that is almost the same as his, I can find him along the traces of the numerology of the worlds. "

"You want to find his body?"

"One day, I will use these eyes to find him and kill him.

"This is what I was looking for."

The fluctuations of the primordial spirit from the thrips were still calm, like the surface of a calm ice lake, but Liang De felt her determination from it.

A Jieyuan Walker who was still at the bottom of the Baikong Realm calmly told herself that she was going to kill a mighty Qingkalpa that would last forever.

If these words are heard by others, I am afraid they will think it is ridiculous and not worth laughing at.

But Liang De liked these words very much, he liked this kind of dangerous romance.

He suddenly remembered the sharp and decisive figure on the day of the graduation trip.

"How can I cooperate with you next?"

　1. Ah this! 2. Too late to write a message. 3. Thank you everyone, see you tomorrow!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)