One Man’s Power

Outside the consultant office of Liu Sheng, the large office area was quiet, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

Boom!

Automatically when there is no wind, the office door is closed.

"???"

Tang Hong looked at the dark wooden door that was mercilessly closed in an instant, feeling astonished and funny. Didn't Consultant Liu Sheng say that he didn't play games?

Just for a while, it's only been a few rounds, Liu Sheng, a consultant, thinks the game is fun.

Although it is not addictive, Tang Hong feels a lot through this point: "Games are a double-edged sword with good and bad. Sometimes the pressure is too great, and playing occasionally is good for forgetting troubles."

Whether to harm others or yourself, or to relax, depends on self-control.

Generally speaking, playing games is normal, the key is not to be played by the game... And when it comes to playing games, a line of blurry small words on the game login interface flashed in front of Tang Hong's eyes.

'Moderate game benefit the brain, indulge game beverages'

'Arrange time reasonably and enjoy a healthy life'

This line of writing is too inconspicuous, small and vague, no one will pay attention, Tang Hong secretly complained.

at this time.

The Suyan lady at the front desk who had a lot of inner drama before appeared in front of Tang Hong again.

Seeing Tang Hong walking out of the office, she seemed to be kicked out, so she hurried over to ask Tang Hong if he needed any help.

There was a fragrant wind blowing on her face, but her plain face did not change, obviously she did not touch up her makeup.

'It's pointless to touch up makeup. '

‘This is the seventh genius, unless my charm and appearance reach the level of subjugation, and I look back and smile, Bai Meisheng, the six palaces are colorless, the moon in the sky and the flowers on the ground all fade away, maybe there is still a glimmer of life. '

The young lady at the front desk, Suyan, who added to her madness, gave up on herself at this moment.

A unparalleled genius, without a doubt, unattainable!

Besides, she didn't dare to think that finding an extraordinary husband in this life is considered lucky. What is the concept of finding a genius husband? Bai Rixuan... well, what she wants to talk about is daydreaming.

‘嘿嘤嘤~’

‘It’s only five tons with a full blow, and I’m afraid it’s five or six hundred tons with a full blow on the seventh day. ’ Miss Suyan at the front desk has a lot of ideas, and she has two purposes at once, which does not affect normal communication.

Tang Hong looked at her and said with a smile, "You are busy with your work."

"Okay." Miss Suyan at the front desk was overflowing with mental activities, and she looked very well-behaved on the surface. She looked directly into Tang Hong's eyes and smiled: "If you need anything, you can call me anytime."

"good."

Tang Hong is used to all kinds of smiles and has a high immunity.

No matter where he went, it was always the focus of attention, which made Tang Hong helpless, but what could he do.

Some people have some light, no matter how you cover it up, it's useless. Natural beauty is hard to give up, it is for this reason that he can only fight against it... Tang Hong walked to the library where Guo Bojun was.

——

well known.

There are two ways to practice extraordinary tactics, one is the handwriting that is effective, and the other is the most common printed version.

Only handwriting can enshrine will and faith, and the printed version is not as good as handwriting... The booklet of tactics written by the creator himself contains strong personal emotions and is easier for people to comprehend.

But writing out the emotional will and pinning it on black and white will make the consultant very tired.

Guo Bojun was taken aback: "Tired?" He is now an extraordinary standard, and he is still a thousand miles away from the consultant level, and he has an attitude of looking up.

Guo Bojun couldn't understand that such a powerful person would also be exhausted?

"Excessive willpower exhaustion will make you tired."

Tang Hong said lightly with his hands behind his back.

"so."

It turned out to be a lack of willpower, Guo Bojun knew it, and he was wearing a bright yellow long trench coat.

He has healed from all injuries, including an eye injury.

Guo Bojun didn't go home for more than half a year, so he applied to temporarily return to Yunhai from the Xining Division... The Xining Division agreed to this transfer out of various considerations. First of all, Tang Hong almost killed all the routine gods hidden in the Xining district, and the pressure was greatly reduced. In addition, the Spring Festival is approaching. Going home for the New Year is the biggest custom of most Chinese people, and they look forward to it all year round.

All over the world...

No one knows when and where the blocking battle will happen...

For some people, going home is a luxury, and it is even more difficult to go home for the New Year! Not realistic at all.

Guo Bojun was lucky, he passed the approval and returned to the sea of ​​clouds.

Tang Hong glanced at him and continued talking, eloquently.

Finally, it was Tang Hong's turn to experience the feeling of being a teacher and instructor: "Ascend to the Peak Realm to innovate and create a school of its own."

"So I can create my own tactics."

The library is brightly lit, and the bookcases next to it are full of handwritten tactics booklets, making it look a little shabby.

Only Tang Hong's voice echoed in the room.

Guo Bojun listened, and sometimes pointed to the point, and sometimes explained in simple terms, which made people suddenly enlightened.

"For example, I can also write a method of warfare."

"But it's not necessary."

Tang Hong's tone was calm, but the content surprised Guo Bojun as a man of heaven. Tang Hong, who had been trained together in the camp, was chased by hungry wolves and lions, and was able to create an extraordinary fighting method!

As for him, he was still worrying about which school to choose and how to practice the art of war.

It seems that there is not only a simple difference in strength, but also an even bigger gap in realm, like a big gap between the two of them.

"It's so close."

After much deliberation, there are no poems to describe it, Guo Bojun let out a long sigh.

I changed my mind.

Guo Bojun was puzzled again: "There is no reason why."

"Because I can't learn it." Tang Hong's face showed a little sadness: "No one can learn the tactics I created except myself. The standard of practice is too high."

The legend of turning fists into knives and sharpening sharpness, the God-killing Blade, has been spread in the extraordinary world. Guo Bojun has heard it and seen it with his own eyes.

That power, that sharpness, beyond imagination!

"High standard?"

"Most of the training requirements for combat methods require a pure force of 100 kilograms, and a small number of combat methods have high standards, so they are not widely spread." Guo Bojun knew this, looked at Tang Hong eagerly and asked: "How high is the training standard?" .”

Boxing turns into a knife, with endless sharpness, of course Guo Bojun also wants to learn.

Compared with the other tactics, Tang Hong's tactics are like a classic dish, both in appearance and power. Even if you can't learn it, it's good to experience it.

"...It's a bit difficult." Tang Hong pitifully looked at Guo Bojun's expectant eyes: "The standard is perfection."

listen,

Startled for a moment,

Guo Bojun was dumbfounded: "Ah, ah?"

The practice standard of Tang Hong's original combat method: perfection in the furnace!

"Tang Hong..."

"You call this a bit difficult?" Guo Bojun's eyes twitched violently twice.

"(??_??)"

There is no mistake, where is the difficulty, it is simply a paradox.

If you don't get started, how can you achieve a small success, not to mention that there is a big success above the small success, and there is an upper limit, and then there is the furnace fire state, where the willpower and the flesh and blood are combined into a fire.

This requires people how to practice.

"Change to practice." Tang Hongdao: "First practice Lao Fang's "Splitting Fist" to comprehend the furnace fire state, and then you will have the opportunity to transfer to my "Fist Sword" combat method."

The name of Chaofan's martial art is very random. To express its characteristics with the most concise name, Tang Hong named his boxing art "Fist Sword".

Each method of warfare has its own characteristics, some focus on defense, and some focus on flexible change of direction.

"Fist Knife" focuses on the sharpness, first refine a ball of fire and keep adjusting it, through tempering, the sharpness can be refined little by little, and it can easily cut the body of a god. With Tang Hong's current strength, he can cut dangerous gods at will.

"Forget it."

Guo Bojun hesitated.

"I choose……"

Guo Bojun looked at the four or five tactics booklets spread out on the floor, thinking quietly—"Finger Snap", "Pu Fist", "Blow", "Flying Swallow", "Long Distance Run".

The library is softly lit.

The sound of traffic and passing pedestrians can be faintly heard outside the window.

"I will choose punching and..."

Before Guo Bojun finished speaking, the door opened, and Liu Sheng lowered his head, folded his arms, and a mobile phone connected to wifi was floating in Liu Sheng's eyes.

very steady...

Not shaking at all...

Liu Sheng stared at it with his eyes, but didn't start at all. Tang Hong and Guo Bojun heard a game sound coming from the mobile phone, probably a big kill, mixed with the death cry of the opposite character.

Sounds like it's been killed.

It is true.

A consultant was concentrating on playing games, like an elephant bullying an ant. Both of them mourned silently for the mobile game players opposite Liu Sheng.

"You have poor eyesight, I recommend a method of warfare."

Liu Sheng didn't raise her head, her willpower picked up a booklet on the ground out of thin air, flew to Guo Bojun's eyes and waved it.

She motioned Guo Bojun to think about it.

Consultant-level referrals,

But why is it a bit familiar,

This situation seemed familiar, Tang Hong looked strangely at the cover of the tactics booklet with the words "long-distance running".

...

It was twelve o'clock at night.

The street is still lively, with people coming and going in an endless stream.

Huhu~

A gust of cold wind blew, Guo Bojun buttoned up the bright yellow windbreaker, turned to look at Tang Hong: "Do you think the method of warfare recommended by Consultant Liu is suitable for me?"

"Although the name is a bit rotten, the effect is indeed top-notch." Tang Hong commented objectively.

Physical strength is very important to Chaofan, especially the standard Chaofan, which indirectly determines how long the breath can be held.

This method of combat effectively increases the breath holding time and enhances the ability to continue fighting.

"Very good."

Guo Bojun was overjoyed, and secretly felt that it would be beneficial to know more consultants. At least someone gives advice when confused.

Little did they know that Tang Hong came here in the same way.

Every consultant is not putting on airs and is willing to share experience.

"deeply appreciated!"

Guo Bojun raised his finger and pointed to a blue car parked not far away: "Where are you going, Tang Hong, I'll see you off."

"No, I like to walk."

Waving his hand to refuse, Tang Hong watched Guo Bojun drive away.

It wasn't until the taillights of the car disappeared from his field of vision that he touched his chin and looked to the other side of the street.

The crowd is surging...

Colorful...

This road is the riverside, and there are business buildings on the side where Tang Hong is. On the other side, there are many restaurants with exquisite facades. The restaurants are located in an excellent location, between the street and the riverside, and the environment is very stylish.

At this moment, Tang Hong looked across the street.

What he looked at was not a restaurant, but a person standing by the side of the road holding a small white Pomeranian.

"Benny."

"It seems like I can meet you everywhere."

Although there is no coincidence, there is no book, but this is too coincidental, and Tang Hong wants to leave.

He intends to walk back to the residence.

It's only a dozen kilometers, and the distance is very short. I just go home and sleep, and then go back to the Jiangnan division the next day.

next moment.

The bright eyes of surprise and joy met Tang Hong just across the street.

Suddenly, Bei Ni turned around and looked back at Tang Hong. His eyes seemed to hide thousands of stars... She never thought that she would go out for a walk with Bei Beili at night, and was dragged here by her cousin for supper, and would meet Tang Hong. Hong.

The last time the two met was last month, at a local chain grilled fish restaurant in the Sichuan and Sichuan districts.

"What a coincidence."

"Yes, yes, what a coincidence."

The two sat at an outside table of a 24-hour street restaurant.

You can't bring your dog into the restaurant, sit outside at the tables, Bernie insists on that.

Tang Hong: "Zhenbai, give me a hug..."

Bei Ni: "(????v_v????:)?"

Seeing Tang Hong get up and walk over in one step, she frowned imperceptibly.

Looked up,

The black and clear eyes stared straight at Tang Hong without blinking.

The sounds on the street seemed to go away suddenly.

There was no emotion in those eyes.

However, Tang Hong's eyes were shining like his heart was moving. He resisted not to shine, and carefully hugged a small white Pomeranian in Bei Ni's arms: "Bei Bei Li... I finally saw you!!"

"..."

Bei Ni opened her lips slightly, looking at Tang Hong and then at her own Bei Bei Li.

Wow!

It seems a bit uncomfortable (??i_i??)?