Stop In The Deep Sea

In the battle with Cheng Ye, Wang Xin could clearly feel that even if the opponent did not transplant the bullet silver, he still had a good foundation. Although he was not as good as the ancient martial arts practitioners, he was still a type of person who was better at fighting.

"Is the probability of this kind of 'sequential mimicry' awakening high?" Wang Xin is more concerned about this. This is related to whether the mimicry will be strong in the future.

"Not high, very low." Chai Hao picked up the wine bottle and touched it with Wang Xin.

"During the more than a week that I was hospitalized, more than 10,000 people underwent transplant operations at the same time, but only one new person awakened to advanced mimicry."

"A person? What's his name? Is he from the Mimicry Alliance?" Wang Xin asked, raising his eyebrows.

Chai Hao didn't answer, but gave it a try, with a look of pride on his face.

Wang Xin didn't know why and looked at him.

"Hey, brother, why are you so stupid? You can't even guess this. This person is me."

When Wang Xin heard this, the chopsticks in his hand fell to the floor tiles with a clang.

When Chai Hao saw this, he immediately beamed. Wang Xin's expression was very helpful to him, and he immediately stood up and walked to the open space in the living room.

"Brother, let me show you my mimicry." After saying that, Chai Hao raised his right hand and gently pressed it on the back of his neck.

"The 51st sequence, [Swift Spirit Insect]!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chai Hao's whole body began to change.

On his spine, densely packed elastic mithril surged forward and back like a sea tide, covering his upper body in an instant.

Above the head, a pair of tentacles suddenly appeared, like two antennas, searching left and right. The blue-green metal mesh fit the eyes and turned into the honeycomb-shaped pupils that many insects have.

The bullets on the two arms continued to accumulate, eventually forming a pair of two-meter-long knives. The inverted teeth on them flashed with a faint light, making Wang Xin's hair stand on end.

This was not over yet. Chai Hao's back was still surging. In one breath, two pairs of huge transparent insect wings spread out, vibrating in mid-air at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye.

Wang Xin leaned up and looked at Chai Hao's mimicry, unable to say a word for a long time.

Chai Hao fluttered his transparent insect wings and kept walking around in front of him. His huge figure seemed a bit crowded in the room. Although his face was covered by a silver mask, his every move was full of showoff.

"What's up, brother, just tell me whether he's handsome or not."

Wang Xin finally understood why Haozi could sneak attack him at the door just a week after being transplanted with Bullet Silver. It turned out that this kid's talent for mimicry was so strong.

Fortunately, the awakening rate of this kind of serial mimicry is very low. Otherwise, if the streets were full of such perverted strong men, the world would not be in chaos.

However, although Wang Xin was very surprised in his heart, he said: "It's not interesting if he's not handsome."

After saying that, he no longer raised his head, but focused on staring at the plate on the coffee table, picking up vegetables and stuffing them into his mouth.

When Chai Hao saw this, he was like a deflated rubber ball. He was very curious about how his good brother didn't envy him.

Chai Hao, whose vanity was unsatisfied, suddenly had an idea and came up with another clever idea: "Brother, let's arm-wrestle and let you feel how strong I am, what do you think?"

Of course Wang Xin knew what he was thinking. He immediately crossed his arms and turned his head to the side: "No, I'm not interested."

Chai Hao felt like he had been punched in the cotton, and he was so angry that smoke was coming out of his ears.

"Hey, please, break it off, just once."

"No."

In the end, Wang Xin couldn't resist the hard work and finally agreed to a simple competition.

The two pushed the bowls and chopsticks aside to make a clear space, each placed their elbows on the corners of the table and clenched their fists together.

Chai Hao couldn't wait to shout: "3——, 2——, 1——Start!"

He knew that Wang Xin had practiced ancient martial arts for a long time and his physique was far superior to ordinary people, so he immediately activated the mimicry.

There was a flash of silver light, Chai Hao's arm was completely covered by elastic mithril, and powerful power was instantly transmitted from the back of the neck to the wrist.

"Hey, look, let me take care of you~" Chai Hao thought in his heart.

Before he could be happy, he felt as if his arm was being clamped tightly by a vise, and Wang Xin also exerted his strength!

The "Great Heaven Sutra" operates in time, and the terrifying true energy forms a rapid circulation in the body like a speeding chariot.

No matter how hard Chai Hao tried, Wang Xin remained motionless, blocking his way like a big mountain.

After a stalemate for about two minutes, Chai Hao's face turned red from suppressing the pressure, the veins on his neck popped out, and both of his chins were squeezed out due to excessive force.

Wang Xin looked at the other party and Yun Danfeng gently advised: "Why don't you just give up, don't hurt your wrist~"

After saying that, he felt secretly happy.

Baby, I can’t cure you yet, but you dare to make gestures with me just after the operation, then I will let you know why the flowers are so red!

"Squeak~" At this moment, the door of the villa suddenly opened.

Dai Xingyue walked in and saw the two people sitting together in the living room with red faces and rough necks. But when he looked carefully, he was actually wrestling with their arms. He was stunned for a moment and turned around to go upstairs. Before leaving, he did not forget to leave the words "childish" ".

The two quickly separated their wrists and ended the contest hastily.

Chai Hao thought of the silk stockings in Wang Xin's drawer and quickly said hello: "Hello, sister-in-law!"

But his enthusiasm was met with a blank stare.

Dai Xingyue frowned and stared at Wang Xin with a look that could kill people, as if asking: What did you say again.

Seeing her slightly angry expression, Wang Xin quickly interrupted: "The things are all here, and Di Zai can be resurrected tomorrow."

Dai Xingyue looked in the direction of Wang Xin's finger. There was indeed a snakeskin bag at the door with the waybill information on it. Her expression finally returned to calm.

"Okay, then call me tomorrow and I will protect you."

After saying that, Dai Xingyue disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

There were two people left in the living room. They quickly put away the dishes and restored the living room to its original state.

...

Night, half past twelve.

Wang Xin went downstairs and took a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator in the kitchen. Although the alcohol had been forced out of his body by using hard Qigong, his mouth still felt dry.

When returning to the room, I passed by Dai Xingyue's room and saw that her door was open, but there was no one inside.

"It's strange, it's so late, where did Xiao Yue go?" Wang Xin muttered to himself, but didn't think much about it.

After returning to his room, he was ready to start his daily practice, so he sat cross-legged on the carpet and settled his thoughts.

Just as he was letting his consciousness out, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be someone on the roof of the villa.

Wang Xin opened the window and saw Dai Xingyue sitting on the ridge of the sloping roof, blowing the evening breeze alone.

The artificial virtual moon exudes soft light and perfectly sets off her clear jawline.

Wang Xin jumped to the ridge of the roof and sat down side by side with Xiao Yue.

"What, are you worried?"