This template, it's a bit of a loss to be a hero

Chapter 73 Just a glance, you are a once-in-a-century martial arts genius? ! (Please follow up~~)

"Oh...? Isn't this..." Big Chong raised his voice, showing full of interest, "Is that the flea man's second-stage fighting style? Why, after just a few glances, I let you learn it?"

"It's not finished yet. Now this is at best a 'semi-finished product'."

With two voices in his heart, Yin Chengyi's face also came into close contact with the ground, but his body was strong, and he didn't let go of his strength at all. He just rolled and communicated with the tiger in his heart, "These days , I have been thinking about it... No one taught me how to use super powers to fight before, and finally encountered an actual combat, of course I have to summarize something from it. "

"boom!"

He slapped the ground with both hands, and then jumped up with the recoil. Yin Chengyi tried to jump up, but he used too much force, and he jumped nearly five stories high in one fell swoop.When it fell to the ground again, there was a loud "boom", and the two feet sank deeply into the ground, and they never bounced up again.On the contrary, it is like an old farmer who has to walk into the mud when transplanting rice seedlings, and has to work hard to pull it out.

"No, no...that's not the case..."

"Of course not, is it right for you to be stunned?" Da Chong said angrily. The superpower has been reshaped, and he can master the 'elasticity' to the greatest extent, which is closely related to this special body structure."

Yin Cheng shook off the fine stones on the shoes, and asked, "You mean, my body structure doesn't support me to use this trick?"

"I didn't say that. The potential and plasticity of this physical body are much stronger than you imagined. Your muscle strength is far greater than that of the flea man. There is no reason why you can't bear the strength he can bear. But always Since then, you have been accustomed to the straight-forward way of exerting force. I think this is very good, but I have never corrected you. Now you suddenly want to change...then change it, let me think about how to tell you..."

In the field of vision, the tiger's double pupils were slightly closed, as if he was really thinking.

"You like watching old movies, don't you?"

"That's right." Seeing that Lu Canglong, who was knocked to the ground by him, shook his head and seemed to wake up again, Yin Chengyi lost his composure a little, "But it has nothing to do with now, right?"

"In Lin Zhengying's old movies, zombies can't walk, they can only jump...From now on, that's your imitation object."

"'Force' is difficult to feel the shape. For such an invisible thing, it can only be manifested by tangible fluid."

"Exactly, it's raining."

He stretched out his huge animal claws, and Yin Chengyi also stretched out his right hand, trying to catch the misty raindrops floating in the sky.

"Use your imagination. Now you are not standing on land, but in the water. The water has already submerged your head. Your body is supported by buoyancy, so you don't need to use too much effort... Remember, don't use Too much force, just lightly tiptoe, you can float up."

……

float?

Feel the... stretch?
Yin Chengyi's combat experience is not enough to support him to understand the esoteric theories, but fortunately, Da Chong's explanations are simple and easy to understand.After taking a deep breath, I recalled the figures of zombies in old Hong Kong movies. If Uncle Ying knew that young people in future generations would rather learn fighting methods from the "zombie" figure than from him, I don't know. What expression will it be.

In order to imitate in place, he also stretched his hands forward, making a "stiff" look.The tense muscles relax little by little, just like a reservoir, only in the tiny places that are close to static, the elasticity is accumulated little by little.

Light on your toes.

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"when!"

"when!"

"when!"

"when!"

……

The short, powerful sound of touching the ground was like an alarm bell, which woke Lu Canglong up quickly. When he opened his eyes, he saw two arms raised on the opposite side, jumping and jumping, matching the dim lights around him, light rain, late night, silent and endless. The streets of people look weird no matter how they look.

He raised his hand and rubbed his jaw, the pain that penetrated the bone was like a thorn, deeply piercing into the body.

"So unproficient, it doesn't look like your own moves." Lu Canglong stared at Yin Chengyi who was jumping up and down, frowned slightly, and sneered, "Stealing other people's boxing moves, in ancient times, you would have your fingers cut off. Oh."

Yin Chengyi jumped up and down, ignoring him.

"It's a bit ridiculous to want to use the crappy moves that have been reproduced in a month or two. It's a bit ridiculous. Should I say you are arrogant or overconfident... Hahaha..."

After laughing twice, Lu Canglong suddenly changed his face in a Sichuan opera, and instantly closed his smile, lowering his eyebrows and eyes.

"Different from other ability users, our power ratio will be affected by the sum of good and evil in the world, and it is not fixed. But you can have this level of basic power with a whiteboard, which is already very self-explanatory."

He sneered and shook his head, with an expression that the world was completely hopeless.

"Different from the young master who was still playing the game of righteous heroes, I was very sober on the first day I got the ability...'I' and 'you', the leaders of [Four Saints] and [Four Violent], There will definitely be this battle, but it’s only a matter of time.”

"It's so disgusting." Yin Chengyi also sneered back, "Next, do you want to say the old-fashioned line of 'I'm sure it's you at first sight'?"

"The first time I saw it, I was sure it was you." Lu Canglong seemed to find it very interesting, and simply followed his words, "In such a world where evil far outweighs good, how could you be so weak? It was a surprise that the gesture appeared in front of me."

"For what reason, you haven't swallowed the soul of this poor host? Or, do you think it's easier for you to squeeze his negative emotions by keeping him awake to a certain extent?"

"..."

Yin Cheng was stunned for a few seconds, and vaguely realized that Lu Canglong was not talking to him.

"Tsk." Sure enough, the tiger squinted his heavy pupils with a bit of disdain, and replied, "Posting things."

"boom--------!!"

Lightning.

thunder.

In the overcast clouds, there seems to be the faint sound of dragon chant, mixed with the endless lightning.The rain became more and more intense, and the electric arcs seemed to be thousands of small dragons hiding in the meson, and penetrated under Lu Canglong's skin. His pupils turned from dark black to blue, and turned into vertical eyes no different from dragons. Hitomi!
The thunder penetrated into the bone marrow and crackled. His body was bigger than before. The suit he was wearing before was also twisted into pieces by the suddenly swollen muscles, hanging on his body, looking like a primitive man in ragged clothes.

"The buyer's request to me is to capture you alive, but... in order to prevent the opening of the [Extreme Evil Generation]..."

Turning the arms, the two jade knives spun, whistling with wind.

"Please die here."

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Kick.

step.

The first two steps could still be maintained in the category of "trotting", but soon, Lu Canglong's steps became bigger and bigger, and his burly figure was like a rampaging bull.

The thunder kept running on him, every time he took a step, there would be a huge footprint on the ground, mixed with the roar of thunder, the strength was already overflowing.

Even people who know nothing about fighting can see that this punch is coming in a bad way.

It stands to reason that Yin Chengyi's best solution now is to use his elasticity to jump high into the sky and avoid the sharp edge.

But for some reason, he felt that if he took a step back in this kind of place, he would lose something.

……

"Crunch..."

The metal-like muscles and bones were oppressed, making such a strange sound.

Shock feet.

turn around.

Twist your waist.

Flip arms.

The elasticity accumulated all over his body also unreservedly swayed out in this punch.

(End of this chapter)