Chen Guang's mind was confused, he only knew to run forward in a daze, he really wanted God to give him a perfect pair of legs that never knew tired, just like the unicorn arm. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He didn't even bother to pay attention to Ruri.

Lu Minghua swayed the branches and leaves in the middle of the cup, and teased him with a wicked taste, "It's just to torture him like this and tire him to death." ”

Liuli glanced at Lu Minghua, "You said it easily, you're really tired, let's finish." ”

"Sister Liuli, why don't I think you're nervous at all, what if he really dies?"

Lu Minghua asked.

Liuli shrugged, "It's fate to die, even if we are gods, we have to believe in fate, isn't this what he used to talk about?"

"Like the big bell in the realm of fate?"

Lu Minghua asked curiously.

Liuli shook her head, "What the Bell of Fate can influence is the life of mortals, not his life, nor the lives of the two of us." ”

"Alas. Lu Minghua sighed, "It's a bit frustrating to think about, but can he save the day this time, if he is unlucky in this cup, he will have to wait twenty-four hours for this cup of Zhongjie if he is unlucky!"

Liuli looked up at the endless sky above the sea of clouds in the middle of the cup, "So it's all up to fate, it depends on whether this broken cup is willing to bless him." ”

The rescue came faster than Chen Guang imagined, although he looked like he was running blindly, but in fact he kept heading east, in the direction of Yanjing City.

After about a few minutes, seven or eight black dots suddenly appeared in the sky, which were helicopters flying in the air.

If it was Chen Guang in a normal state, he might be ecstatic, but at this time, he put almost all his attention on the simple matter of looking at the road and recognizing the road, and the whole person became a machine, or maybe it was a walking corpse, his movements were stiff and rigid, but he persistently ran forward step by step.

What is it like for a person to run for more than half an hour with the strength of a 100-meter sprint, and the whole world may know that even those athletes who participate in the 10,000-meter run at the Olympics will not run wildly at the start.

But Chen Guang had to run like this, because he didn't want to die.

The unbalanced muscle level in his body allowed him to do such an incomprehensible thing, but it also brought him great pain, if there was no other special opportunity, he could have almost amputated his legs directly today.

"His helpers came, really fast. The short man gritted his teeth.

"Otherwise, let's retreat, and we won't be able to run away after a while. ”

"What are you afraid of? Although we have just broken through our strength, we are also real backbone warriors, what can we do as soldiers?"

"But there are a lot of them, in case they bring the big guy ......"

"You go! I know you believe Chen Guang's nonsense, thinking that something is really wrong with Lord Ouyang, then I won't stop you, you can go by yourself! I can handle this matter alone, but don't blame Lord Ouyang for turning around and being unkind to you!" "The short man was on fire, and he rushed forward again, although he was also the last of the strong crossbow, but he still retained some more strength than Chen Guang's mortal body after all.

Jiang Yuanchao sat in the helicopter, and beside him were the sword-wielding nuns of the Thousand Peerless Sect and the flower-clothed beauties of the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, both of whom were top martial artists, although they were not comparable to Wen Wen, they could be regarded as top masters among ordinary martial artists.

"It's not good! Chen Guang is about to fall! Can Mr. Jiang be a little faster?" The sword-wielding nun snorted with an anxious expression, her eyesight was excellent, and she could see from a distance that Chen Guang was not in the right state.

The beautiful woman in the flower dress also said: "This kid has a dead breath on his body, he is running with his life!"

Jiang Yuanchao also watched Chen Guang staggering forward in the field from a distance with a telescope, although his posture was awkward, and he seemed to be about to fall down every moment, but his speed was extremely fast, and he scurried forward one by one.

Before this, Jiang Yuanchao's impression of Chen Guang was still from the perspective of appreciation, but now at this moment, he knew what terrifying potential and strong will this kid's seemingly not overly strong body contained.

About thirty-five minutes have passed since I received his call to determine his location, and he has already run a full sixteen kilometers on the map!

This means that he ran at a speed of nearly 100 kilometers and 13 seconds for a full 35 minutes, with an average of 7.69 meters per second!

The men's 10,000-meter record in the Rio Olympics is 27 minutes 01 seconds, with an average of 6.17 meters per second!

Chen Guang ran longer distances and was faster, and he improved the Olympic human record by 24.64%!

"It's almost too late, helicopters flying like this are already the limit. The two heads, is it true that Chen Guang has not practiced internal strength?" Jiang Yuanchao asked subconsciously.

The sword-wielding nun nodded heavily, "Of course not, with the bones he showed, even if he was only cultivating his muscles, it would be impossible for the two people who had just stepped into the bones behind him to force him to such a point!"

"Chen Guang's root bone is really that terrifying, and besides, what is the root bone?" Jiang Yuanchao asked curiously.

The beautiful woman in the flower dress thought for a while, "Mr. Jiang, if it was according to the previous rules, we wouldn't be able to talk to you about these things, but now we can talk about it." The so-called root bone, from the perspective of your ordinary people, may mean a person's physique, or his athletic talent, our martial artists cultivate internal strength, the first choice is the disciple of the root bone essence, and then temper the body through years of cultivation of external strength, constantly strengthen the function, and finally reach the standard of stimulating internal strength. Chen Guang's situation is extremely strange, his arms and legs are half of the foot can be called a rare genius in a thousand years, in the eyes of our martial artists, it seems that he has been born to reach the extreme of the physical body, which can directly stimulate internal strength. Just like that dry firewood, as long as he is given a seed of internal strength, he can become a genius disciple almost immediately, and he has made remarkable progress. ”

"Then why doesn't Sect Master Wen pass on his martial arts now?" Jiang Yuan Chaoqi said.

"Sect Master Wen has passed it on, and it is the strongest peerless Danqing scroll of the Wen family, but the other parts of Chen Guang's body are just the posture of a middle-aged person, so this matter is simple to say, but it is complicated to do. ”

"I see, that means Chen Guang is a ghost from the side?"

The sword-wielding nun concluded: "It seems that the same can be said, a ghost genius who is biased, but it seems that every once in a while, a certain part of his body will suddenly become perfect, this is what my disciple told me, if he can become perfect all over his body, it will only be a matter of time before he will be stronger than Sect Master Wen in the future." ”

If Chen Guang knew that these people were still in the mood to discuss their roots at this time, he would definitely greet the three female juniors of the family fiercely.

But now he had no time to think about these things, and finally, when passing by a ridge, he stepped on the banana peel without paying attention, and fell to the sky.

Looking at the sky getting brighter and brighter, lying quietly on the ground, my mind was confused, as if my soul had been sucked dry, and my life was resting.

It's really a good nest to hang up like this, and sure enough, you still have to practice your internal strength.

This kind of weak scum, our Wen Wen can slap a bunch of people to death, right?

Wen Wen, Teacher Zhuo, oh, and Anne in the sea, you must not ...... after I die. Remarry!

While he was thinking like this, his soul was really pumped out.

Huh?

My heart and soul are in the middle of the cup!

You're finally here!

Lying quietly, before I knew it, tears slipped out of the corners of my eyes, and I don't know if I was moved or tired to endocrine disorders. (To be continued.) )