Global high martial arts dead air panel

Chapter 27 Not worth mentioning

"Bone marrow is like mercury. In other words, for bone marrow, [-]% of ordinary people's bone marrow is tempered, and for those with extraordinary talents, more than [-]% of bone marrow is tempered. Bone marrow is like mercury, and their weight is heavier than ordinary people!"

Seeing that Fang Ping was confused, Guo Shengye added: "The bone marrow is like a pump, the energy and blood are higher than others, the recovery power is faster than others, and the explosive power is stronger than others."

Guo Shengye lazily said: "As for the release of mental power, it will be fine after the mental power breaks through 499 Hertz. It's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning.

It's just that you can extract space energy particles, replenish your own blood, use mental power to sense the surrounding environment, and use mental power as an attack method to surprise you in battle.It's just a small thing, it's really not worth mentioning. "

Lu Fengrou nodded: "You will have a great advantage in battles below the grandmaster. You can't extinguish your blood, and you can kill the opponent even if you consume energy."

However, this kid has a very high degree of blood control. Even in training, he never wastes a card of blood, which is even more advantageous. He consumes less blood and recovers faster than others, and the total amount is more than others.

Lu Fengrou suddenly thought of Guo Shengye, who was fussing over the 500 yuan just now, and he had exactly the same attitude towards blood consumption.

She is a little speechless, is it good to be stingy?

Do these two points can quickly replenish Qi and blood?
Fang Ping was thoughtful. He thought of his own system. He used the system to quickly restore Qi and blood, but he couldn't find a suitable reason to cover it up. The nonsense about the fast absorption of medicine pills would be exposed sooner or later.

Guo Shengye put his arms around Fang Ping's neck, let Fang Ping continue to drag him forward, and said with a smile: "The grandmaster has three major characteristics, skull tempering, bone marrow tempering, and spiritual strength. I am only halfway there." It's just the distance. The road is long and long, and I will search up and down."

Lu Fengrou's face changed, she is a seventh-rank grandmaster, she has not yet reached the grandmaster level.

Is the master far away from this kid?
Thinking of this, Lu Fengrou will leave directly and go home to practice.

Fang Ping quickly asked: "Then teacher, what should I do next?"

"You? Aren't you the ticket for the afternoon? Go home, what else can you do! It's the first time to kill someone? Go home and spend more time with your family, just get used to it."

"Ah."

"Come back to me after the vacation is over, and I'll make arrangements then."

After speaking, Lu Fengrou left.

Only Guo Shengye and Fang Ping were left on the spot, and the others had already left. Yang Xiaoman and Zhao Xuemei walked over.

Zhao Xuemei asked in a low voice, "How does it feel to kill someone?"

"When Chen Guolong died, he was a little uncomfortable and his legs and feet were a little weak. But it's not like he's never seen a dead person before. In addition, he died quickly, and he felt much better after a while.

When killing Zhang Guowei, self-hypnosis, the warrior died in the ring, which is also a kind of destination, so it is not so uncomfortable. "

Under Guo Shengye's hostage, Fang Ping turned his head with difficulty and asked, "When was the first time you killed someone?"

Guo Shengye thought about it, logically speaking, the first time he killed someone was on a mission during the summer vacation.

Although he had fought in the underworld for a hundred years, he was still a ghost at that time, and what he killed was not a human, but a ghost.

When he first started killing ghosts, he didn't even remember his memories clearly.

Even if he kills a lot later, his strength becomes stronger, and his memory recovers, he still has no feelings as a ghost.

At that time, I didn't feel much about killing ghosts, and I killed so many people that even now I don't feel much about killing ghosts.

Killing is already a habit for him.

But it doesn't mean that he is ruthless, Guo Shengye didn't even seriously hurt anyone in Mowu's several sparring sessions.

Knowing the cruelty of death, he showed mercy to these young and lively fellows on the ground.

"When... probably when I went on a mission for the first time during my summer vacation."

"How do you feel?"

"It doesn't feel like a fugitive. If you kill him, you will kill him."

He put away his smile, his voice was very light, with a cold breath.

When Guo Shengye was expressionless, there was no sunny smile to cover up, and the cold blood in his bones was particularly intimidating against the sharp eyebrows.

Yang Xiaoman was a little scared, but wanted to take another look.

The handsome guy is really a gift from the heavens, he must be a god who descended to benefit mankind.

Zhao Xuemei said in a low voice, "You guys are so strong... Did the instructor bring me here just to tell me that sooner or later I will have such a day."

Fang Ping sighed, and said: "Maybe, warriors should have a lot of chances to face death, especially third-rank warriors.

You see, whether it is Zhou Yan or Liu Yongwen, including those mentors, they should have experienced life and death.

They have regrets and sorrows for the death of their students, but they have no fear.

Not afraid of life and death, maybe this is a warrior. "

"Why don't you tell me?"

Guo Shengye exerted so much force on his arms that Fang Ping could barely breathe.

Guo Shengye said dissatisfied: "I am also a third-rank martial artist. Whether it is Zhou Yan, Liu Yongwen, or even many mentors present today, I have not killed as many as I do."

Fang Ping cursed in his heart, what kind of inexplicable desire to win is this, is it more interesting than this killing? !
Zhao Xuemei let out an "ah" and asked, "But where are you killing so many people? It can't be that they are all warriors from evil sects... how can there be so many warriors from evil sects..."

Guo Shengye said indifferently: "You look down on that sect?"

Several people present had similar thoughts in their minds, that sect was shouted for beating by everyone in China, and in their impression, the fighters of that sect were at most three or two big cats and kittens.

"Let's not say that the government raised an army to clear the warriors of that sect. It's too far away from us, and you can't experience it. Let's just talk about my last mission in the summer vacation.

When I took the quest, the small sect stronghold showed only two first-tier third-tiers, four first-tier second-tiers, and five peak first-tiers. After I took the quest, these people recruited another third-tier high-tier and two second-tiers within two days. Product pinnacle.

Second rank and third rank, even if there is one more, it will be a big change for you, right?And they can always bring in more.This means that the number of people in that sect is extremely large, and if they are connected with each other, they can even encircle and suppress the Wuhan University students who take over the mission! "

Fang Ping and the others looked solemn, they never imagined that the sect could have such a powerful force and so many people.

"Also, warriors are also human beings. How can a human being not be afraid of death? Don't tell me you are not afraid of death when you reach the third rank or grand master? You are not afraid of life and death, but because there are things in this world that are more important than your own life."

Leaving behind such vague words, Guo Shengye carried his small schoolbag on his back and headed out of school, and went home to eat the Exercise Pill and the Bowel-protecting Pill to nourish his whole body. The spine is gone.

Fang Ping said helplessly: "Sure enough, fortune tellers are real riddlers."

When he got home, the little fat man greeted him and asked, "Brother, why don't you accompany me to the supermarket to buy some snacks."

After Guo Sheng met a few good friends in the liberal arts college, his anger dissipated.

He doesn't hold grudges either, and every week he cheerfully goes upstairs to refill the refrigerator in Guo Shengye's dormitory with Coke.

"Let's go."

Guo Shengye robbed the little fat man of his remaining snacks, so he really should make up for it.

And that bear biscuit is quite delicious.

　Huh, don't block me, I really tied Q, I really didn't break the rules

　　
　
(End of this chapter)