Apocalyptic Forecast

It's hard to describe the feeling.

At that moment, he saw the sounds of growth, the earth, the sky, and death. Those distant echoes overlapped in one place, hidden in a place where no one noticed, but now they became so clear.

Close at hand.

It is as if you can see by raising your eyes, you can listen by turning your ears, and you can interfere by turning your mind, and even as if you can touch...

Bang!

Loud roar.

The old figure in front of him raised his arm, spread out his five fingers, and suddenly blocked the front of Huai Shi's palm, and squeezed the invisible air.

In the bursting sound, the sharp airflow spread to all directions.

"Be sober, kid."

Old Luo still had half a steak in his mouth, staring at Huai Shi who had not yet woken up, and asked vaguely: "Are you trying to tear down the house as soon as you opened your eyes!"

In the drowsiness of waking up from a long sleep, Huai Shi raised her hand subconsciously, and put her palm out again towards him.

Did not clenched into a fist.

Instead, he loosened his fingers, spreading his five fingers, gently pushing forward as if holding something.

But Luo Lao looked stunned, raised his head, swallowing his lunch steak into his throat, his body turned into iron again, beyond the limit.

Go forward, punch!

At that moment, Huai Shi’s eye pupils suddenly contracted, heartbeat, pulse, breathing, texture contraction, soul pulsation, primordial ripples, stigmata movement...

All rhythms are unified for one bunch.

Following his movements, they gathered forward.

resonance!

The roar exploded again, the entire basement shook suddenly, and countless dust fell.

Luo Lao's movements stopped abruptly, lowered his head and looked at his fist, just in front of Huai Shi's palm...On the tiger's mouth, a gap was silently cracked.

His eyes widened in amazement.

At that moment, all the rhythms in Huai Shi's body were overlapped, as if following his will, in an instant burst of power that surpassed the past!

double? three times? Five times? Or ten times?

incredible……

"Why is it so weak?"

Old Luo was puzzled to ask, and was indescribably disappointed. "That's it? It's the fuck?"

It's like planting an apple tree and all the things it produces are cherries.

It shouldn't be so!

The so-called Zhiyi should not be such an understatement!

"..."

At that moment, Huai Shi’s five fingers slowly contracted, and finally he clenched his fist—at that moment, the beat that was condensed into one burst suddenly, struggling, spreading, and countless frantic syllables pulsed with the source quality. And spread.

Even inserted into the rhythm of Luo Lao's own heartbeat, breathing, pulse, and primordial quality, and merged into one place, forming a torrent of riots!

——This is the real Jiyi·Symphony!

In the silence, thunder bursts.

Old Luo's body shook, and for a moment, he lost control.

The eyes are dark.

The cracks above the tiger's mouth suddenly spread, and fine cracks appeared on the arms, half of the body, face, even texture, bones, internal organs, and fascia.

The blood surging out!

asphyxia.

If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that it will only turn into blood mist and dust in an instant under this blow?

However, after a short period of stagnation, Huai Shi on the opposite side was even more miserable than him. A continuous cracking sound rang out from his body, severe pain burst out, his mouth opened, and blood was vomited.

In the brief silence, Old Luo raised his eyebrows and couldn't help shaking his head. The blood mouth on his body and the hidden wounds in his body quickly closed and disappeared.

Laughed mockingly.

"You stupid!" The old man gloats: "I don't know how high the sky is, how dare you beat me?"

Although he doesn't understand what the effect is, he has already understood the principle and medium of Huai poetry's extreme meaning through just a moment of contact...

By unifying and resonating with one's own rhythm, it can burst out power far beyond the past.

This is just the most basic application.

Immediately afterwards, this resonance is used as a medium to guide the outside world. He can even use this to interfere with the frequencies in other living objects, connect the two directly with resonance, transfer the destructive force to the opponent's core, and then completely detonate it!

It's just like what Huai Shi instinctively did.

It's a pity that after encountering a monster like Luo Lao, he was shocked by the sound of his heartbeat.

"Fortunately, you don't have the frequency of trying to reconcile with other things other than yourself." Luo Lao put his embarrassed look, and shook his head pityingly: "Otherwise, it won't be like this now."

I'm afraid it's already gone, and there is no whole body.

With just an instant contact, he was able to distinguish this extremely terrifying potential.

Detection, attack, defense, restriction and even high-speed movement...

Just like him, a standard panacea.

What has just shaken Luo Lao is only the resonance of Huai Shi's internal organs and origins-and this extreme intention can resonate with things outside of himself.

This is the true core of the ‘symphony’.

Everything is moving.

The sky, the earth, the Chalcedony Pavilion, and everything... everything can be unified in the self-melody.

It's like a temporary integration into one, borrowing the huge power from the outside world to attack the crowd!

Through the fusion of rhythms, an alternative ‘one with nature’ is achieved.

But the price will not be so simple.

Not to mention how complicated the experience and control ability is needed, with Huai Shi’s current situation, I am afraid that he will die without much effort.

Imagine that the rhythm of an entire manor is out of control, exploding in resonance in the body...

Absolutely dead, terrible, terrible, and terrible!

After finally mastering a great intention, the result is this kind of skill that will kill oneself?

In the face of this weird development, Luo Lao could only show a ray of admiration from his astonishment.

You deserve the fuck.

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An hour later, Huaishi, who was covered in bandages, sat in a wheelchair, drooling, and was pushed into the living room, sucking a straw, slowly swallowing the liquid food specially made for him by the uncle.

Anyway, his life is very hard.

With this degree of damage, under the premise of Luo Lao deliberately confining the counterattack, he didn't even need to hit 120.

Healing at home will be done.

Just spend a little more time.

As a result, before he had finished inhaling a bowl of liquid food, an embarrassed figure threw into his arms and cried.

"Teacher, you finally woke up!"

With disheveled hair and blood on his face, Xiao Nineteen was already in tears, holding Huai Shi’s thigh and screaming: "Master, save me!"

I don't know what crime he has committed in the past few days, and he has fallen to this level.

Huai Shi was preparing to comfort, but only heard a pop of Ka.

The hut in the forest was stunned for a moment, feeling that the thighs he was holding bent into a strange arc, stunned, dumbfounded, unable to hide admiration, and suddenly wept and admired: "Teacher... are you capable of awakening some rubber fruit?"

"...This is how you smashed Lao Tzu's leg!"

Huai Shi rolled her eyes and started crying, annoyed.

"Fuck, let go, it hurts me to death!"

After a lot of confusion, Huai Shi's legs finally returned to their original shape, at least on the surface, they were almost the same, and they were tied with wooden boards to fix their position.

Huai Shi is now a glass man, full of cracks, and it breaks when touched.

The hut in the woods almost killed him just now.

After practicing hard for so long, without letting Lao Luo beat himself to death, he almost capsized in your gutter!

You said, why did Lao Tzu raise a young man like you!

Next, when Yuanyuan violently dragged him to training, no one interceded with him anymore.

"No, no!!!" The hut in the forest cried out in horror with both hands on the floor, "I have done something for Danbo, I have bleed for the teacher... Teacher, you speak, teacher, why don't you speak... Teacher Why don't you move..."

Unfortunately, until the end, Huai Shi did not move as he wished.

not moving at all.

After being paralyzed in the wheelchair for two hours, he finally recovered.

When the surprise of enlightenment disappeared, only unspeakable fatigue and weakness remained.

Fortunately, there is some spirit.

Finally, a little control was restored.

He raised his finger with difficulty, shivered and pressed it on the green plant in the living room, took a big breath, finally recovered his breath and took a breath.

He sucked almost one-tenth of the vitality network in Tanbo's inner circle.

The scars finally began to heal quickly.

The empty blood tank is recovering quickly.

"It's time to talk, Teacher Luo."

He raised his head and looked at the old man sitting opposite: "Why are you here?"

"Don't worry, it's not for you, just incidentally."

Luo Lao sipped the fitness drink, without a sip, tapping the table in front of him with his fingers, as if waiting patiently for something.

"You are just awake."

He said: "There is a lively event to watch these days."

"What's the excitement?" Huai Shi puzzled.

"Knife hunting."

When he said that, Luo Lao looked like he was talking about carnival.

Indeed, in comparison, the existence of the knife hunter is simply a carnival between the Yingzhou border.

This is a festival belonging to Huangquan Hirazaka.

Once every four years.

Initiated by the dojo under the Juggernaut Gate, imitating the deeds of the legendary monk Benqing, opened the door of the dojo and sent the disciples who practiced well under the gate to look for the masters in various places.

Like hunting, UU reading www. uukanshu.com uses the saber as a bet for victory or defeat. Only disciples who have collected enough swords can get personal guidance from the Juggernaut and become a teacher as an "Ou Chuan". The rest can only be regarded as named disciples...

As for the guy who lost all his pants in the duel and even the sword was taken away, he simply expelled from his division.

From now on, whether to enter and leave the high gate as a disciple of the Juggernaut, or to become a thug ronin, whether it is a dragon or a snake, it depends on these short ten days.

Among them, there are many warriors who purchase other people's weapons at high prices to replenish their numbers, but while hunting others, all the disciples of the Juggernaut are reduced to prey.

Because the request to get the Juggernaut's personal guidance is only a hundred swords, not limited to the identity of the comer.

There is no problem even for the unforgivable... Over the years, there have been many outsiders who have been honored to meet the Juggernaut after defeating the disciples of the dojo.

This is a Yang Mou from the dojo.

Through the method of knife hunting, the external pressure is used to eliminate the guys who are indiscriminately filling the number, and then new blood is introduced.

On this day, not only the disciples of the dojo, all Kyoto, no, all the warriors of Yingzhou and all the outsiders who are interested in improving their own strength are also sharpening their swords and looking forward to making their mark.

It is foreseeable that in the next period of time, once Huangquan Biliangzaka enters the night, it will be the Shura Field of Hyakki Yexing.

"It's really a good way." Old Luo nodded and exclaimed, "Let me say that the orchard should be the same, so that some people who have only had experience courses will come out to make up for it..."

"Let's just talk about things, don't you always hold guns and sticks?" Huai Shi rolled her eyes: "So what? Do you want me to participate in the knife hunt?"

"..."

In the short silence, Luo Lao did not speak, but raised his eyes to look at Huai Shi, unbelievable and unbelievable.

It seems to be watching a pervert.