Confident men's clothing: the world is crazy

Chapter 59 The Strength of Survival

The boy's hand was knocked to the ground with a bang.

Today's Bing Po Ice Art has entered the fourth level, after eating the unicorn fruit, Bing Po can clearly feel that his body has changed, and even the speed of martial arts recovery is unimaginable.In just a few days, my kung fu has recovered to [-]% of its original level.

"Brother?" Bing Yan, whose hands were suddenly empty, looked at Bing Po because he didn't know.

Since Bing Po has always been dressed in men's clothes, Bing Yan changed from sister to brother directly.Whether it's a sister or a brother, it's her, isn't it?
Bing Po remained silent, and as soon as he shook his plain hand, a broken branch flew into Bing Po's hand with the sound of friction with the air. Immediately after he made a sword formula, he suddenly appeared in the field like a ghost.

In an instant, the flying catkins all over the sky were blown up by the sword energy. He was dressed in red and used tree branches as swords. Every move was fierce and deadly.The speed was astonishingly fast, and sparks seemed to have been rubbed against the air.The surrounding air seemed to freeze for a moment, it was a sense of death strangling the throat.

For a moment, Bingyan only felt that his breathing became difficult.The sound of hunting and hunting shook people's hearts, Bing Yan was dumbfounded, and instantly he understood the gap between himself and Bing Po, Bing Po was telling him that martial arts are for killing people, not for show. Fighting is fatal in an instant. If you spend effort on tedious tricks, it will be fatal in just one breath.

When Bing Po retracted the sword pose, everything seemed to be still, the flying catkins no longer danced in the air, but slowly submerged into the dust, and the surrounding air also recovered from the flow following Bing Po's movements.

Bing Po threw the branch in his hand to Bing Yan, "Now I have only recovered [-]% of my martial arts, and I only used [-]% of my strength just now, when you can reach the level I just had, you will be able to walk out of it." This yard."

After finishing talking about Bing Po, he walked out of the yard regardless of Bing Yan's objection.

It's not that Bing Po is cruel, but in this vast sea, the strength of martial arts determines the strength of survival.With Bingyan's current level of martial arts, self-protection is a problem, let alone revenge.Bing Po doesn't want to make unnecessary sacrifices, if the level of survival can be changed artificially, then why not make himself stronger, so strong that no one can shake his position.

As soon as he walked out of the yard, Zhou Fu greeted him.Bing Po asked: "What's wrong?"

"Young master, our brothers from the Floating Ice Palace encountered the forces of the Bliss Gate in an operation. Because we did not take precautions, we lost many brothers. There is not a lot of friction with the Bliss Gate in normal times. The subordinates think Ask the Palace Master what he means."

Since the establishment of the Floating Ice Hall, Bing Po has divided the Floating Ice Hall into four groups, and the Dragon Group is in charge of the execution of secret orders and the trading of heads.The main killer; the secret group is responsible for intelligence collection and investigation; the golden group is responsible for the development and penetration of industries, and the main wealth; the sparrow group stays by Bing Po's side at all times, waiting for Bing Po's orders.

Bing Po's eyes half-closed, "Bliss Gate?" Bing Po always felt that this Bliss Gate gave him an extremely uncomfortable feeling, but he couldn't express it.

Zhou Fu bowed his head and said: "The Hall Master has just arrived in the Western Continent not long ago, and it should be reasonable that he has ignored world affairs for the past few years and knows little about the Gate of Ultimate Bliss."

The corners of Bing Po's brows twitched, saying that I have been called a waste by everyone in the past few years, just say it straight, and even beat around the bush by saying that I don't care about world affairs... Fu Bo, you are not a good bird, you are old and cunning and you still put on a serious look ...

(End of this chapter)