Chapter 17 Martial Will, Martial Saint in the World
The corpse under the bed has never smelled, and with Fu Qingjun's indifferent character, it is almost forgotten directly.
At this time, he sat in the room and mixed ant wine, considering whether to mix it with water.
After all, the quality is so high, it is estimated that no one will buy it if it is too expensive, and it is worth the loss if it is sold too cheaply, so diluting it may be the best choice.
And, if you don't flush it, won't it be too much to replenish?
Although I don't know the role of this ant wine, it turns out that in that world, the advertisements for ant power god wine began to be seen often, promoting kidney motility, enhancing XXX, taking two capsules urgently, who knows who uses it...
However, when the martial artists heard that they wanted to greatly replenish their yang qi, they all had to guard the palace sand, so it should be very useful for them to practice martial arts, right?
Suddenly, when Fu Qingjun was thinking wildly, he heard a commotion downstairs.
He thought for a moment, walked to the window of the table, stood next to the sunflower, and took a piece of cloth to cover his face and looked down.
"What's going on out there?"
Residents of the community downstairs.
On both sides of the street are shops, farmers selling fruits, stalls selling dine-in, and there is a lively clamor everywhere.
It turned out to be a black convertible car slowly driving by, attracting onlookers.
"Cars!"
"It's a car!"
"Isn't that right? We've already got the guns made, and our Haikou Salt Gang has built countless large ships in the harbor to take us to the New World to establish an autonomous region. β
"The front line is now hearing that they are working on the manufacturing process of automobiles, and it is not a matter of course that they have been successfully developed? Those barbarians, sooner or later, we will have to dig out all their family funds. β
The surroundings were full of confidence.
"Cars?"
Fu Qingjun looked down at the window, and the whole person was surprised.
The tech tree in this world is a bit magical.
He had thought that the original car of this era must be the most bloated big-truck model, but who knew that the car was so delicate and streamlined, somewhat similar to the supercars of the 21st century.
In the driver's seat of the car, an elegant young man dressed in Miao costume wore a pair of gold-wire glasses, full of elegance.
On the co-pilot, there was a lively little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing Miao delicate butterfly pattern clothes, and a silver jewelry jingling, "I heard that at the railway station in Duguan Town, there was a martial arts competition, and another person cheated and pointed a gun at him under the ring, causing distraction and losing." β
The young man looked down at the book and said lightly: "In the autonomous region, as long as you don't really use firearms against your compatriots, we don't care about this, the times are different, and now walking the rivers and lakes, all sects and factions must also find ways to deal with firearms... The other party will lose his mind even if he is robbed and pointed at, so in the face of real danger, he will definitely die. β
The girl puffed up, "Brother, can't even beat you?" With your speed, you are the strongest." β
The young man put down his book and threw a black pistol to her, "Hit me." β
Without hesitation, the girl picked up the pistol and shot it in the head.
Boom!!
The young man put down the book in an instant, and his palm almost turned into an afterimage trying to grab the bullet with his hand, "In the world's martial arts, only fast is not broken." β
Burst!
But in the next second, the palm of his hand was instantly burst with a blood mist, and the bullet pierced through his palm fiercely.
The bullets were still hurtling towards the brain.
He stretched out his second hand, which he had already prepared, grabbed the bullet with two fingers, and threw it on the car, where a dent between the two fingers faintly appeared.
"Look, my hands are gone. β
The youth showed his lower palm.
A blood-colored hole appeared in the middle, spurting blood, and bright red blood was dripping on the car.
"A bullet from an ordinary person is hard, and then the muscles of a palm are blown up along with the bones... Then use the second hand to catch it. β
But the little girl defended: "Once ordinary people get close, they are directly pressed by the spirit, and their legs are weak, and it is difficult to shoot... Great Master of Soul and Body Unity, how terrifying is the flesh and spirit?"
"I weigh six hundred pounds alone!"
"Weighing as much as a tiger bear, it's simply the strongest creature on the surface with combat skills!!"
"This kind of monster is already the pinnacle of martial arts in this ancient and modern world, the strongest martial god in the world, can wrestle with giant bears, can wrestle with lions and tigers, and on the ancient battlefield, they are all fierce generals who are a thousand!
When the young man heard this, he shook his head and said, "It is useful for the spiritual oppression of ordinary people, and people within ten meters are all enemies, and that monstrous killing intent can make ordinary people pee their pants and become incontinent, and they can't shoot... But when the distance is shortened, the spirit cannot be calmed. β
"With firearms, an ordinary person is equivalent to a ten-year archer in the army who can shoot a five-stone bow, which is simply terrifying. β
The little girl opened her mouth, but stopped talking.
He added: "Although I can sense the killing machine, I don't need to hard-catch the bullet, more than thirty trained gunners ambush salvo, I have to hard-hit, if I am ambushed in the open field, I will definitely lose at all, many of our grandmasters were killed by them like this." β
"Then we're really alreadyβ" the little girl was still muttering to herself.
The young man's expression suddenly moved, and he said, "The speed of the car slowed down a little, and I vaguely felt that there seemed to be a martial arts master competing in that tall building." β
"Yes, sir. β
There were only two people in the car, but I didn't know where the deep man's voice came from inside the car.
The two people in the car never touched the steering wheel once, and the speed of the car slowed down automatically.
The young man sensed it, looked at the residential buildings on a high place, and his eyes were sharp and swept everywhere, "Looking at its spirit, it is the two great masters of the bone realm... But how can such a master be in the building? Isn't the place cramped, and it can stretch out, is it possible to be on the top of the building?"
"Weigh the bones?" the little girl was surprised and puzzled, "This random residential building also has this kind of master?"
Martial arts are divided into three realms.
Heavy muscles, bones, broken gods, the third realm is the martial saint of the world, the power can carry the tripod, comparable to the great master of the soul and body of the bear and leopard.
The battle passed for a while.
"They are fighting to the death! Seeing that their spirit is very young, this is the pillar of our country, and there is no room for failure! We need to mediate grievances..."The young man was slightly startled and wanted to stop it.
But the breath is chaotic.
At the same time, the breath of this realm cannot be released, and it is difficult to identify where it is.
After only a while, the elegant young man's face sank, as if he sensed something, and he said in surprise: "One of them is already dead, and the spirit has dissipated..."
The little girl was dumbfounded.
This is the pillar of the country!
The two hurriedly drove the door and got out of the car, walked to the food shop next to them to inquire directly, and saw a woman eating noodles on the table, and couldn't help asking: "What kind of master lives here in the residential buildings near here?"
The woman raised her head, revealing a pair of strange sausage mouths, and said happily: "Of course there are masters here! There is a great master who stands up to the sky and the earth, he is bold and righteous, and he is breaking through retreat, this person's name is Fu Qingjun! It is on the building next to here, 306 on the third floor!"
"I see. β
The elegant young man pondered.
I've just heard this name, and it seems that it is indeed a master of the bone realm, and at this time, the two people in the nearby residential buildings of Duguan Town must be one of them...
After he said that, he couldn't help but take two steps back, came to the street and looked at a window on the third floor, just in time to meet Fu Qingjun's eyes when he was looking down at the excitement.
Fu Qingjun was stunned for a moment and blinked: "The car is obviously passing by, not the local, so many people from nearby residential buildings probed out, why did he suddenly look at me?"
I am an ordinary melon-eating crowd...
This person lowered the brim of his hat and hid his appearance, which was very strange in Fu Qingjun's house. The young man's eyes were sharp, and his martial arts will and spirit slammed forward.
Rumble!
Table on the windowsill, on the throne of the sunflowers.
Jiaxia sat at the top, the king of the gods of the Olympian Mountain, and suddenly felt a sharp spiritual majesty.
"Who's attacking?"
When he looked up again, he vaguely saw a hazy huge figure, standing in front of the throne at some point, blocking some of the sunlight from falling on the ground.
"A mysterious giant figure, from outside other mysterious worlds?"
"It's just the same realm as me, why should I be afraid?" His fighting intent was blazing, and the spirit of the martial arts master collided fiercely.