Fist of Imagination

The black bookshelves in the Boundless Forest have different widths. Some places can only be passed sideways, while some places are as spacious as a sixteen-lane road. In some places, there are no alleys at all. Dozens of bookshelves are put together without any gaps.

Liang De did not dare to directly destroy the bookshelves in front of him, so as not to make a loud noise and attract pursuers, so he took a lot of detours.

When he rolled over the bookshelves, he found that in the fog above the bookshelves, there were invisible barriers in some places that could not be crossed.

Countless black bookshelves that looked exactly the same, but the materials were also different. Some were just ordinary wood products, and Liang De broke them with a light squeeze.

Some were harder than diamonds. Liang De used the steel-like forging method to strengthen his fingertips to test, and there were bookshelves that could not leave any scratches.

But from the surface, these bookshelves were no different at all.

Liang De put a thick book with a black cover back on the bookshelf. This is a novel about Lei Qiang's fishing method. He quickly read the first three or four chapters. It was a straightforward story with no highlights. People couldn't help but wonder why the publisher published such a boring book that would definitely not make back the money. The other novels on the same bookshelf were also mediocre. They simply recorded real life and lacked unique perspectives and insights.

Yes, in the true knowledge and insights, Liang De had no interest in true knowledge. In this world of chaotic values, no one could prove that he had mastered the only truth. Even if it was a self-evident truth, it would only be a few clichés and nonsense.

Who doesn't know that games are more fun than objects, who doesn't know that 100 Cola is not real cola, who doesn't know that Miku is the best in the world, who doesn't know that there is only one husband for Shin 0 Yui and that is me. Repeating these words ten billion times is meaningless.

But insights are different. Those insights discovered from a unique perspective may be narrow and limited, but they have a strange power to refresh people's spirits, just like the spiciness of mustard. Therefore, some Hell Knight's remarks and racial Knight's jokes have been popular for a long time, while the comprehensive and correct Virgin Mary's remarks have little market.

After Liang De ran to the outer area far away from the war and the noise was almost inaudible, he did not rush to run further. This was just the first batch of students teleported in. They could exit and enter at any time, and the teleportation landing point was free.

According to this system for your own urine, you may run thousands of kilometers desperately, and the next wave of teleportation will be right above your head.

Liang De can also exit the dungeon at any time, but according to Chang Duanxuan's reliable information, there are three layers of people guarding him at the login point of the Happy Learning System. The general 5A-level scenic spot does not have this posture during the Golden Week. There is a colorful black area at the bottom of the bookshelf. The system is set up so that each person has a login point. You can log in from where you log in and return from there. The people from the Marine Department have nothing to do but pile up turrets there. As long as he appears, he will be covered with saturation firepower. It is not recommended to try to break out without a blood lock.

Liang De picked up a book from another bookshelf next to him. The books on this bookshelf are more interesting. They are some humanities and customs knowledge of the known other side world.

Liang De originally thought that these things were just for fun, because the books in the Boundless Forest were nothing more than the memories of Sheng Wuxu and the Yin Demon Puppet he refined. Sheng Wuxu has been dead for more than 1,800 years, and the Yin Demon Puppet has been locked up for more than 1,800 years.

What is the use of these humanities and customs knowledge from more than 1,800 years ago? Maybe people have changed their customs long ago.

In Liang De's hometown world, a batch of new traditions may appear every few decades, especially traditional food. Dongpo elbow appeared in the same year as Gong ０jun was born, and Maoxuewang appeared in the same year as the football king Bei ０ was born. It has only been a few decades, and many people still think it has been around since ancient times.

But when he opened the page, Liang De found that each piece of knowledge was marked with a specific time to the second.

"Qingye Daxi, Konghai's Other Shore World No. 979, Compilation of Typical Folk Customs in the Central Region, Record Time: 724 hours, 43 minutes and 35 seconds from now."

On the page, the seconds at the end kept changing, and soon became 724 hours, 44 minutes and 00 seconds.

Liang De then remembered that Yuan Tianren said that the Sword Immortal Ruins connected the Jieyuan Konghai Encyclopedia "Mirror of the Human World" compiled and updated by all the known worlds. Although the information could not be transmitted, the information received was the latest.

The two reward books he had received in the dungeon, "Morning Picnic" and "Encyclopedia of Childcare of Qingye Pediatrics Society (17th Edition)", were also the latest versions. The books on the bookshelf in the Boundless Forest were all the latest versions.

It would be a waste if you didn't read them.

Liang De began his leisurely reading life, walking and stopping, reading while walking, which was not too boring.

Once he heard the explosion of the battle behind him become clear, he turned into a wheel and rushed forward for dozens of kilometers, gradually going farther and farther.

Liang De lowered his head and stood in front of the bookshelf holding a book, and suddenly raised his head to look at the bookshelf in front of him.

The distance was too close and he couldn't hide.

The explosions continued, and the black bookshelf fell like dominoes until it was in front of Liang De.

When the bookshelf in front of Liang De fell, a line of pure white innate energy condensed in front of him, and the fallen bookshelf was split in half by the sharp energy, and a man-made alley appeared in front of him.

A ferocious figure with bared fangs and claws flew over from the alley, and the internal energy burst out like fuel to a raging fire, blazing wildly.

Even Liang De, who was used to using the Ren and Du engines in explosive mode, took several steps back to show respect when he saw such a desperate attack.

"You're so desperate right from the start, I'm scared."

Liang De retreated to avoid the enemy's attack, leaped up, and hung upside down to the exhausted enemy, entangled his limbs around his neck and legs, and then curled up, forcing the enemy on the outside to bend into a circle with him.

Classic two-person version, invincible wind and fire wheel!

Liang De, curled up in the center of the two-person wind and fire wheel, ignited the Ren and Du engines and turned them wildly, quickly driving the enemy's body wrapped in the outer circle, hitting and rolling on the steps formed by the overturned domino black bookshelf. The locked enemy could not move, and the back spine and head rolled and collided on the hard or crisp bookshelf steps, splashing countless broken wood chips.

After rolling out three kilometers, Liang De unfolded his body and threw the tattered enemy to the ground. At this time, the enemy's spine, which was the outer ring of the tire, was shattered inch by inch, and there were several obvious pits on the back of the head. Bleeding from all seven orifices, it was obvious that he was dead.

But Liang De's expression did not relax. In the tens of seconds of close combat just now, except for the initial resistance, the enemy's counterattack was abnormally weak, and it can be said that it collapsed at the first touch.

The blow when he flew over was clearly a last-ditch killing move at the cost of breaking his Dantian Qi Sea.

No, this person was already dead when he flew over. Someone shattered his Dantian Qi Sea with a punch, and then instantly manipulated the scattered turbulent internal energy and the dead man's bones and muscles, allowing the dead man to attack fiercely that he might not have been able to use even when he was alive.

This unreasonable interference and domination reminded Liang De of a martial art that he was very familiar with:

Golden Snake Wrapped Hands.

Liang De radiated the warrior's spiritual perception at maximum power, but there was not even a trace of abnormal internal energy fluctuation within dozens of feet around him.

Within a radius of dozens of feet, there was no one else who knew martial arts except himself.

How could this be...

Liang De had not figured out the means to hide the enemy, and a fist wrapped in bandages and surrounded by amber-colored and lustrous internal energy silently pressed against his back.

The internal energy fluctuations suddenly appeared out of thin air.

"Junior brother, the moves you just used were not taught to me by Master!"