Food Hunter

At the end of the game, the audience dispersed.

After a few years, the new challenger fell into the sand and was remembered by the audience in another unfriendly way.

Leaving the Sky Arena and returning to the presidential suite of the hotel, Qi Ya couldn't help but throw out the doubts in his heart.

"Luo, the trick you used just now is limb flexion!"

In addition to limb flexion, that high-speed movement that can't capture any trace is also an eye-catching killer.

There is no trace of the wind and grass at all, this is Qi Ya's true feelings.

Luo brought the door up, went to the refrigerator to take out two cans of iced carbonated drinks, and said, "That trick is called Limb Song, a very real name."

Limb flexion, a movement based on the body, does not require high physical strength, but sensitivity and coordination are extremely critical.

The limbs are the limbs, and the tune is the volatile melody added in the movement of the limbs, like a piece of music that is sometimes exciting and sometimes deep.

Qi Ya caught the carbonated drink Luo tossed over with a dazed expression. Luo's answer undoubtedly confirmed his previous guess.

If you don't even know the name of the move, then you can rule out the possibility that other people in the family will teach Luo Qu, the rest is that Luo watched him use it several times, and then realized the possibility of learning by himself.

Seeing Qi Ya’s stunned and cute appearance, Luo smiled and said, “I am not low in physical skills, and my physical coordination is far beyond your imagination, so it’s not surprising to learn how to flex in limbs. What’s difficult is Be proficient and how to use it better."

At the beginning, Bi Si Ji let Luo experience a devilish physical exercise, which opened a door to Luo. In the following six or seven years, Luo did not relax for a day, and the cultivation of mind and physical skills proceeded together.

Luo Neng learned to beat the enemy Hakka's limbs by himself within a week. It was the result of years of accumulation. Of course, it was just learning, and there is still a long way to go before being mastered.

"But if you want to use limb music, you have to match the right rhythm. It can't be mastered in a short time." Qi Ya still couldn't believe it.

"It's true, but it's not difficult."

Luo opened the lid, raised his head and poured a big mouthful of carbonated drinks, then put the drink on the table next to him, raised his hands to Qi Ya, and suddenly moved slowly, like a conductor directing an orchestra.

The hand that moved, as if a butterfly danced lightly, pulling out a series of phantoms.

To some extent, temperament and rhythm have something in common.

Luo didn't understand the rhythm, but when he absorbed the harp version of the dark sonata, he not only mastered the harp version of the playing method, but also mastered the seven rhythms of resentment. For the melody and rhythm, he has an instinct rooted in the depths of consciousness.

Qi Ya's eyes widened, his gaze moved with Luo Wu's moving hands, and a rhythmic afterimage came out from it, and his heart was filled with deep worship.

"Limb flexion is a very useful technique for offense, but you have to remember that only when the opponent's breathing is disturbed, you can launch a fatal blow without leaving any energy. On the contrary, in any attack, you must keep it First line."

Luo put his hand away and told Qi Ya of his understanding.

"These dads have said." Before Qi Ya's unexpanded insight, Luo's ability in front of him revealed incredible attributes everywhere.

"Ok."

Luo shrugged.

The next day, Qi Ya won the 50th floor and was promoted to the 60th floor, but in the next day's competition, he surrendered again and dropped to the 50th floor.

Two days were spent in peace, and it was time for Luo to leave.

Even though Qi Ya was reluctant to give up, no matter how he begged, Luo couldn't continue to stay.

"Come on, and strive to reach the 190th floor as soon as possible."

At the hotel entrance, Luo rubbed Qi Ya's soft hair. He didn't want Qi Ya to send him to the airport, so he left at the hotel.

"Yeah." Qi Ya nodded.

"Go back to your room."

Luo smiled and said, and then walked towards the sidewalk, and at the same time waved his back to Qi Ya.

Qi Ya grabbed her mouth and kept watching Luo get in a taxi, only then reluctantly turned back and walked back to the hotel.

In the taxi, Luo sat in the back, squinting at the passing scenery outside the car window.

Qi Ya is not alone. To beat the enemy Hakka, two butlers with solid thinking skills are secretly guarded.

On the surface, the training method of beating the enemy Hakka is quite cruel, and it is accompanied by the risk of death at any time. But the beating the enemy Hakka is not a big family and the population is not large, so it still retains a little bit of leeway.

Like letting Qi Ya come to the sky arena to experience alone, after all, he sent two good butlers to follow in secret. Their duty is to eliminate any threats from outside of the experience.

Suppose that Qi Ya is in a hard fight on the ring, showing a precarious situation, and the butler will not take action, but if it is the enemy of the enemy guest to assassinate Qi Ya, then they will take action.

Qi Ya walked into the elevator, ascended to the top of the hotel, and walked down the wide red carpet corridor.

Suddenly, the air seemed to be filled with a lot of sharp ice diamonds, which caused a great reaction and jumped back, his nerves were completely tense, and he watched the "T"-shaped corner vigilantly.

"The reaction is very keen, kid."

A slightly sharp voice came from the corner. As soon as the voice fell, a man in a yellow vest walked out.

His face is quite long, his eyes, mouth, and ears are a bit bigger than ordinary people, but Parisstone wants to insert himself into the twelve earthly branches as a spy to the west.

When he comes to the Sky Arena, he has two choices, one is to recruit Luo, and the other is to get rid of Luo. Before coming, he will choose the first one first, but after seeing Qi Ya, he chooses the second, which is more risky. .

Catch Qi Ya alive, and then use Qi Ya as a bait to create a trap that can be put to death.

Westward Journey's body is flowing with a gentle and powerful aura, and the aura released creates a great sense of oppression for Qi Ya who doesn't know how to read.

Looking at this unkind man, Qi Ya felt a tingling sensation on his forehead, and the signs of danger throbbed in his chest frantically. Before the freezing cold all over his body, he turned around and ran.

Seeing Qiya running away altogether, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Xiyou's mouth. He stepped on his foot and at the same time chasing Qiya, his arm lifted vaguely, which was a gesture of raising hands with quite light traces.

Qi Ya chose the escape ladder on the route, and tried his best to escape, without even having the energy to look back.

Therefore, before he frantically fled into the corner ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, he didn't notice two dark shadows popping up in the rooms on the left and right sides of the floor behind him.

Those two dark shadows were butlers who beat the enemy Hakka. When they released their aura on the Westward Journey, they calmly concealed their aura. When Westward Journey focused on chasing Qi Ya, they suddenly attacked the West Journey.

Fringe back and forth, the chosen timing is very vicious, it is a scene of death!

However, Journey to the West's meaningful smile was reserved for these two butlers who beat the enemy guest.

"First one."

Journey to the west seemed to be unexpected. The slightly raised arm moved backwards, and the thought force surged in the palm of the palm. In the blink of an eye, a rod shaped like a golden hoop rod was realized, and it became longer in vain, with the round end of the rod. Directly hit the unsuspecting butler of beating the enemy guest.

Pouch!

A housekeeper who came in an offensive posture was unavoidably pierced by a stick, and blood burst out in an instant, splashing on the walls and the ground.

The dead zone set up for Journey to the West changed its position at this moment.