The competition by the sea not only allowed Nangong Chu to confirm the martial arts he had comprehended in actual combat, but even Ye Feng, Shan Xiong, and Shan Xinde Dark Dragon elites also benefited a lot.

Everyone can say the truth, but there are very few people who can put it into practice. In martial arts, truly advanced martial arts can often only be understood, not spoken. Once an epiphany, it may be worth several years of penance.

But all ancient warriors know the truth of winning without moves, but there are few ancient warriors who can truly understand the meaning of "no moves". Because no move is not really "no move" but turning the move into meaning, the innate master uses the move, which is an important difference between the acquired martial artist and the innate martial artist.

The move is invisible and formless, and the move is tangible and real. The invisible is difficult to resist, the tangible is traceable, and the trace will give the opponent a chance. If you want to be flawless, you must first forget all the moves you have learned before, and if you don't even know what your next move is, the enemy will not know it.

Nangong Chu has already comprehended the meaning of no move, even if his skill has not risen, but he has made a qualitative leap in the comprehension of martial arts, and a transformation from martial arts to Taoism.

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Paris is a diverse city, and the number of tourists who come in and out of this romantic city every day is innumerable. They can enjoy the main historic buildings in the city, such as the Eiffel Tower, the Louvre, the Musée d'Orsay, the Champs-Élysées and the Place de la Concorde, all of which you can enjoy on your own.

Ye Feng is the master who can't be idle, he hurriedly had breakfast in the ancient castle, and then took the morning bus to this seaside town and went out. Although there are cars and drivers in the castle, in his opinion, it is still like ordinary people to take the bus, take the subway, and walk in the crowd in order to feel the various states of life and experience the state of mind.

Ye Feng took the bus from the town to the city, and he didn't know where he was going, or if he was just wandering around the city of Paris, or to tease the beauties of Paris.

Cultivating the mind must first be integrated into the red dust, and when the cultivation of martial arts reaches a certain stage, the cultivation of the state of mind is particularly important.

In the evening, a drizzle fell on the town, and the city of Paris was also shrouded in a drizzle, and the gray sky was filled with dark clouds, looking down on the city like a giant beast, which made people feel oppressed. The streets are full of hurried pedestrians with umbrellas, and some people run to escape in the drizzle from time to time, and no one wants to stay in the rain for long.

The street lights on both sides of the street were already on, even though it was still early. When night falls, the anomalies that have been lurking in the city for a day during the day gradually begin to move again.

Somewhere in the city, on top of an old bell tower, stood a foreign woman in a black leather coat. The woman's face was pale, her long golden hair tied back, and she was looking down at the crowd in the street below, and the rain was dripping down her forehead.

It is an area where European medieval architecture and modern architecture are combined, and beneath the bell tower and castle is an underground transportation network. Next to the blonde woman stood a handsome young man with brown hair and blue eyes, who was holding a camera in his hand to adjust the focus and keep pressing the shutter.

On the bustling street opposite the bell tower walked a tall, bald black man in a gray trench coat, and next to the black man was a small but very strong man. The two people walked in a hurry, and from time to time they went around in large numbers, towards the subway station.

The brown-haired young man on the bell tower stopped taking pictures, looked at the cold blonde woman, nodded, and then jumped from the top of the bell tower. The blonde woman jumped down as well.

The bell tower is dozens of meters high, but when I saw the blonde woman falling to the ground from the air like a meteor, she just squatted, and then unloaded the strength of her fall, and then stood up and walked towards the subway station.

A train was just in the middle of the subway station, and the blonde woman and the brown-haired young man followed the bald black man and the stout man into the subway station. The train stopped in the station, the doors opened, people got off the train, got on the train, there was no noisy sound, no loud noise, and it was orderly.

The brown-haired youth followed behind the bald black man and the sturdy man, but the blonde woman made a detour to get ahead of the bald black man from the other side. As the brown-haired man got closer and closer, the bald black man seemed to be aware. Suddenly, he stopped at the door of the train and did not enter the train.

The bald black man turned his head suddenly, his eyes fiercely shooting towards the crowd behind him. The brown-haired youth immediately fell into his eyes.

"Blood!" the bald black man shouted, and with both hands he took out two light submachine guns from under his wide trench coat, and swept them at the brown-haired youth. The brown-haired young man was paying attention to the bald black man's every move all the time, and when the bald black man shouted, he had already rushed towards the back of a pillar next to him, and the bullets were shot on the cement pillar, and the debris flew one after another, showing bullet holes, and bullet casings fell from the feet of the bald black man.

The subway station is full of French people who get off work in the evening, and you can occasionally see the faces of orientals. Although most of them are also office workers, they do not have the hurried look of domestic office workers, and they all look very leisurely, as if they are going shopping.

The subway station, which was so calm that it didn't even sound very loudly, suddenly heard a series of gunshots of "da, da, da......!" The subway station was suddenly chaotic, screaming and crying sounded, and people were frightened by the sudden upheaval and ran in all directions, and some even collapsed to the ground, unable to even run.

This kind of behavior of people confirms another truth, that is, when life is threatened, no matter how graceful and gentlemanly a person is usually, he will be desperate for everything and regardless of his image. On the premise of survival, everything is superfluous.

The sirens sounded in the subway, and the bald black man suppressed the brown-haired youth behind the pillar with absolute firepower, unable to return fire at all. Hearing the gunshot, the blonde woman, who had already circled in front of the bald black man, immediately flashed out from behind the pillar where she was hiding, and fired at the bald black man with guns in both hands.

The gun was a pistol, but it seemed to have been modified to fire in bursts, which seemed to be in no way inferior to the miniature submachine guns of bald blacks.

The bald black man flew into the train, dodging the pouring bullets. The windows of the train were immediately shattered by bullets, and the glass flew everywhere. The bald black man's companion was now leaning against the pillar and drawing his spear, and he returned the color to the cold woman.

For a while, gunshots and bullets whistled in the subway. In the subway station, except for the ordinary people who squatted on the wall and lay on the ground because they couldn't run, they were the four people who were facing the enemy, and it should be said that they were not people.

The sturdy man only had a pistol in his hand, and it was not possible to fire continuously, until he was pressed by the blonde woman's firepower and kept retreating through the obstacles. "Poof!", blood splattered on his shoulder, and the sturdy man was shot.

The strong man immediately turned around and flashed into the wall, and the place where he was shot in the shoulder actually squeaked out with white smoke, and the muscles on the strong man's face trembled, and his expression was extremely painful.

In the train, the bald black man put on two new magazines, rushed out of the train, divided his hands left and right, raised his gun and fired at the blonde woman and the brown-haired man.

The blonde woman hurriedly shot backwards as she shot. At this time, a black-haired man rushed in at the entrance of the subway, and as soon as he came in, he shot the brown-haired youth. The brown-haired man was exchanging fire with the bald black man, and he never expected that there was an enemy behind him, and with a "poof!", the black-haired man was shot in the back.

The blonde woman caught a glimpse of the brown-haired youth falling to the ground, and rushed towards the black-haired man, both guns in her hands spewing dazzling flames at the same time.

The bald black man was also shooting at the blonde woman, but there was a pillar blocking it, but it didn't hit the blonde woman, but just shot the wall full of bullet holes and mud debris. The electric lights on the ceiling of the subway were also blown one after another, and the glass shattered all over the ground.

"Poof!", "Poof!", "Poof!", "Poof!", "Poof!" The black-haired man was shot in the chest repeatedly, and fell on his back, white smoke rising from the place where he was shot.

At this time, the body of the brown-haired young man who was shot by the black-haired man changed amazingly, but seeing that his body was glowing with purple light from the inside out, his skin and muscles were gradually melting like snow meeting fire under the effect of purple light. The brown-haired young man's whole body gradually melted from the inside out, and the situation was weird and terrifying to the extreme.

The blonde woman looked at the brown-haired young man who was gradually turning into charcoal with a look of horror on her face, and her eyes seemed to burst into flames. Those purple lights turned out to be ultraviolet rays, when did they have such advanced weapons?

At this time, the siren sounded at the entrance of the subway, and a large number of police officers had rushed outside the entrance of the subway. Wearing body armor and steel helmets, the explosion-proof police lined up to hold bulletproof shields, and slowly advanced into the subway step by step, followed by special combat team members armed to the teeth.

Seeing that the momentum was not right, the bald black man and the sturdy man hurriedly stopped shooting and retreated to the right of the subway. The blonde woman also hurried to the opposite end.

The subway was built underground, and the underground transportation network of the city of Paris was so well developed that the blonde disappeared into the subway in the blink of an eye.

The bald black man fled into a sewer with the sturdy man, and was running, when the man suddenly weakened his leg and fell to the ground on the water. The bald black man hurriedly helped him up, only to see white smoke coming out of his shoulders. The black man ripped off his clothes around the shot, revealing a bloody bullet hole with white smoke.

The bald black man didn't say a word, he stretched out his hand and stuck it into the bullet hole, blood splattered, the strong man's teeth clenched, and his face was extremely distorted in pain, and he couldn't distinguish his facial features. In the trembling of the strong man's whole body, a smoking silver-white bullet was dug out by the black man's bare hands.

"It's a silver bullet!" said the bald black man, throwing the bullet.

"You two are running away so fast. A lazy voice suddenly sounded behind them.