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 they became so clear at this moment.

　　 is close at hand.

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

　　嘭!

　　 Loud roar.

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

In the sound of 　　 bursting, the sharp air current spreads in all directions.

　　 "Be sober, kid."

　　Lao Luo still had half a steak in his mouth, staring at Huai Shi, who had not yet woken up, and asked vaguely: "You just opened your eyes and wanted to tear down the house!"

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

　　 did not clenched into a fist.

　　 Instead, he let go, his fingers spread out, as if holding something, gently pushing forward.

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

　　 forward, punch!

　　 At that moment, Huai Shi’s 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 burst again, the entire basement suddenly shook, 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.

　　 eyes widened in shock.

　　 At that instant, all the rhythms in Huaishi's body were superimposed on one another, as if following his will, a power that surpassed the past burst out in an instant!

　　 twice? three times? Five times? Or ten times?

　　Unbelievable...

　　 "Why is it so weak?"

　　 Luo Lao was puzzled to ask, and was disappointed indescribably, "This is it? It's the fuck?"

　　 is like planting an apple tree and all the things it bears are cherries.

　　 shouldn't be so!

　　 The so-called extreme intention 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 Luo Lao's own heartbeat, breathing, pulse and the rhythm of the origin, merged in one place, forming a torrent of riots!

　　——This is the real Jiyi·Symphony!

　　 In the silence, thunder burst out.

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

　　 My eyes turned black.

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

　　 The blood rushes out!

　　 suffocation.

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

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

　　 In a short silence, Luo Lao raised his eyebrows and couldn't help shaking his head. The **** mouth on his body and the hidden wounds on his body quickly closed and disappeared.

　　 laughed mockingly.

　　 "You fool!" The old man gloats: "I don't know how high the world 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 Shi’s extreme meaning after 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 into one with resonance, transfer the destructive force to the opponent's core, ignoring the defense, and then completely detonate!

　　 is just like what Huai Shi instinctively did just now.

　　 It is a pity that when I met 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 pity: "Otherwise, it won't be like this now."

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

　　 is only a momentary contact, and he has been able to distinguish this terrifying potential.

　　Detect, attack, defend, restrict and even move at high speed...

　　 is just like him, a standard panacea.

　　 What shook Luo Lao just now was just the resonance of Huaishi'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...all things can be unified in the melody of the self.

　　 is like a temporary integration into one, borrowing the huge power from the outside world, and attacking the crowd!

　　 Through the fusion of rhythms, an alternative ‘oneness of nature and man’ 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 it will be ruined without much effort.

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

　　 It's absolutely terrible, terrible, and terrible!

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

　　 In front of this weird development, Luo Lao could only show a ray of admiration in his surprise.

　　 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 that the uncle had made for him.

　　 Anyway, his life is tough.

　　 With this level of damage, under the premise that Luo Lao deliberately restrained and counterattacked, he did not even need to hit 120.

　　 Healed at home and got it done.

　　 just spend a little more time.

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

　　 "Teacher, you finally woke up!"

　　 Xiao Nineteen with disheveled hair and bloodstained face was already in tears, holding Huai Shi’s thigh and screaming: "Master, help me!"

　　 I don't know what crime he has done in the past few days, and he is so downhearted.

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

　　The cabin in the forest was stunned for a moment, feeling that the thighs he was holding were bent into a strange arc, stunned, dumbfounded, and admired, suddenly crying and exclaimed: "Teacher... are you capable of awakening some rubber fruit?"

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

　　 Huaishi rolled her eyes, and was about to cry, annoyed.

　　 "Evil boy, let go, it hurts me to death!"

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

　　 Now Huai Shi is a glass man, full of cracks, and it breaks at the touch of it.

　　 Just now the hut in the woods almost killed him.

　　I practiced hard for so long and didn't let Lao Luo kill himself. As a result, he almost capsized in your gutter!

　　 You said, why did I raise a child like you?

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

"No, no!!!" The hut in the forest cried in horror with both hands on the floor, "I have done something for Danbo, I 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 wanted.

not moving at all.

　　 has been paralyzed in the wheelchair for two hours before he finally recovered.

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

　　 Fortunately, I still have some energy.

　　 Finally, I regained a little control.

　　 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 let out a sigh of relief.

　　 The vitality network in the inner circle of Tanba was almost one-tenth of his breath.

　　 and 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 by the way."

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

　　 "You just wake up just fine."

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

　　 "What's the excitement?" Huai Shi was 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 Hiroizumi Hirazaka.

　　 once every four years.

　　 was initiated by the dojo under the Sword Saint Gate, imitating the deeds of the legendary monk Bianqing, opening the gate of the dojo, and sending the disciples who practiced well under the gate to look for masters to fight each other.

Just like hunting, the saber is used as a bet for victory or defeat. Only disciples who have collected a hundred swords can get personal guidance from the Juggernaut, and become a master as the'Okuden'~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The rest can only be done. As a registered disciple...

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

　　 From now on, as a disciple of the Juggernaut, whether to enter and leave the high gate, or become a thug, 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 them. But while hunting others, all the disciples of the Juggernaut are also reduced to prey.

　　Because the Juggernaut’s request for personal guidance is only a hundred swords, it is not limited to the identity of the visitor.

　　 There is no problem even for the heinous... 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 Yangmou 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 the Kyoto, no, all the samurai 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 Hirazaka enters the night, it will be the asura field of Hyakki Yakou.

　　 "It's a good way." Luo Lao nodded and exclaimed: "If you want me to say, the orchard should also be set up in this way, so that some people who have only attended the experience class will come out to make up for it..."

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

　　 "……"

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

　　 seems to be looking at a pervert.