Global high martial arts dead air panel

Chapter 27 Not worth mentioning

"The bone marrow is like mercury, in other words, it hardens bones. Ordinary people can harden bones 90% of the time. Those with extraordinary talents can harden the bone marrow beyond 90%. The bone marrow is like mercury, and they weigh more than ordinary people!"

Seeing that Fang Ping was confused, Guo Shengye added: "The bone marrow is like a pump, the qi and blood are higher than others, the recovery power is faster than others, and the explosive power is stronger than others."

Guo Shengye said lazily: "As for the release of mental power, it will be enough after the mental power breaks through 499 Hertz. It's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning.

It's just that you can extract space energy particles, replenish your own energy and blood, use mental power to sense the surrounding environment, and you can also use mental power as a means of attack to surprise you in battle. It's just a trivial matter, it's really not worth mentioning."

Lu Fengrou nodded: "You will have a great advantage in battles below the level of Grandmaster. If your Qi and blood are not extinguished, you will be able to kill the opponent."

However, this kid has extremely high control over his energy and blood. He never wastes a card of energy and blood even during training, which gives him an even greater advantage. He consumes less energy and blood than others, recovers faster than others, and has more total energy than others.

Lu Fengrou suddenly thought of Guo Shengye, who was fussing over five hundred yuan just now, and had exactly the same attitude towards the consumption of energy and blood.

She was a little speechless. Is there an advantage to being stingy?

Can you quickly replenish qi and blood by doing these two things?

Fang Ping was thoughtful. He thought about his own system. He used the system to quickly restore Qi and blood, but he couldn't find a suitable reason to cover it up. Sooner or later, these nonsense about pills being absorbed quickly would be exposed.

Guo Shengye put his arms around Fang Ping's neck and let Fang Ping continue to drag him forward. He said with a smile: "A master has three major characteristics: tempering the skull, tempering the bone marrow, and reaching the standard of mental strength. I am only halfway there."

It's just a journey. The road is long and long, and I will search for it up and down."

Lu Fengrou's expression changed. She was a seventh-level master, but she had not yet reached the level of master.

Is the Grandmaster far away from this kid?

Thinking of this, Lu Fengrou was about to leave and go home to practice.

Fang Ping quickly asked: "Teacher, what should I do next?"

"You? Don't you have the afternoon ticket? Go home, what else can you do? Is this your first time killing someone? Go home and spend more time with your family, you'll get used to it."

"Um."

"Come to me again after the vacation is over, and I will make arrangements then."

After saying that, Lu Fengrou left.

Only Guo Shengye and Fang Ping were left there, the others had already left, and Yang Xiaoman and Zhao Xuemei came over.

Zhao Xuemei asked in a low voice: "What does it feel like to kill someone?"

"When Chen Guolong died, he was a little uncomfortable and his legs and feet were a little weak. But it's not like he has never seen dead people before, and he died quickly, so he felt better after a while.

When I beat Zhang Guowei to death, I hypnotized myself and the warrior died in the ring. This is also a kind of destination, and it is not so uncomfortable."

Fang Ping turned his head with difficulty under Guo Shengye's hold and asked, "When was the first time you killed someone?"

Guo Shengye thought about it, and logically speaking, his first murder was his first mission during the summer vacation.

Although he has been fighting in the underworld for hundreds of years, he was still a ghost at that time, and the people he killed were not humans, but ghosts.

When he first started killing ghosts, he couldn't even remember his life memories very clearly.

Even if he kills more people, becomes stronger, and recovers his memory, he still has no emotions as a ghost.

At that time, I didn't feel much about killing ghosts. I killed so many people that I still don't feel much about killing people now.

Killing has become routine for him.

But that doesn't mean he is ruthless. In several sparring sessions at Mowu, Guo Shengye never seriously injured anyone.

It was precisely because he knew the cruelty of death that he showed mercy to these young and lively fellow humans on the ground.

"When... it was probably when I went on my first mission during the summer vacation."

"How do you feel?"

"I don't feel anything. If I kill a fugitive, I'll just kill him."

He put away his smile, his voice was very light and had a cold aura.

When Guo Shengye was expressionless, without the sunshine-like smile as a cover, the cold-bloodedness in his bones made his sharp eyebrows look particularly intimidating.

Yang Xiaoman was a little scared, but wanted to see more.

This handsome guy is really a gift from God. He is a god who came down to benefit mankind.

Zhao Xuemei whispered: "You guys are so mentally strong... Did the instructor bring me here just to tell me that sooner or later I will have such a day?"

Fang Ping sighed and said: "Maybe, there should be no shortage of opportunities for warriors to face death, especially third-level warriors.

You see, both Zhou Yan and Liu Yongwen, including those mentors, should have experienced life and death.

They felt regretful and sad about the death of their students, but they were not afraid.

Not afraid of life and death, maybe this is a warrior."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Guo Shengye exerted his arms so hard that Fang Ping could hardly breathe.

Guo Shengye said dissatisfied: "I am also a third-grade warrior. Whether it is Zhou Yan or Liu Yongwen, or even many of the mentors present today, they can't kill as many people as me."

Fang Ping cursed in his heart, what kind of inexplicable desire to win is this? Is it more interesting than killing people like this?!

Zhao Xuemei said "Ah" and asked: "But where are there so many people to kill for you? They can't all be warriors of the evil sect... How can there be so many warriors of the evil sect..."

Guo Shengye said calmly: "You look down on that sect?"

Several people present had similar thoughts in their minds. Everyone in China called for beatings for that sect. In their impression, the warriors of that sect were at most three or two big cats and kittens.

"Let's not mention for the moment that the official army has raised an army specifically to clear out the warriors of that sect. It is too far away from us and you can't understand anything. I will only talk about my last mission during the summer vacation.

When I took the mission, the small sect stronghold showed that there were only two third-grade early-stage dans, four second-grade early dans and five first-grade peak dans. After I took the mission, these people recruited a third-grade high dan and two second-grade dans within two days.

Peak quality.

Second-grade or third-grade, even one more is a big variable for you, right? And they can recruit more at any time. This means that the number of people in that sect is extremely large, and if they are in contact with each other, they can even encircle and suppress them.

Wushu University students on mission!”

Fang Ping and others looked solemn. They had never thought that the sect could be so powerful and have so many people.

"Also, warriors are also human beings. How can people truly not be afraid of death? Don't you think you are afraid of death when you reach the third level or when you become a master? You are not afraid of life and death, but it is because there are things more important than your own life in this world."

Leaving such vague words behind, Guo Shengye walked out of school with his small schoolbag on his back. He went home and took body-building pills and organ-protecting pills to nourish his whole body. When he came back from the holiday, he could prepare to finish the training in one go.

The spine is broken.

Fang Ping said helplessly: "Sure enough, the fortune teller is the real Riddler."

When we got home, the little fat man came up to us and asked, "Brother, please accompany me to the supermarket to buy some snacks."

Guo Sheng's anger subsided after he met a few good friends at the College of Liberal Arts.

He doesn't hold grudges either, and happily goes upstairs every week to refill the refrigerator in Guo Shengye's dormitory with Coke.

"Let's go."

Guo Shengye robbed the little fat man of his remaining snack reserves, so he should really make some compensation.

And that little bear biscuit is quite delicious.

Woo hoo, don't ban me. I really have QQ. I really didn't violate any rules.

(End of chapter)