Chapter 361: Reverse Scales and Dragon Spit Beads

On the battlefield, hypocritical people are always the fastest people to die, and academics who don't know how to integrate can only become prisoners of others in the end. In order to live, doing whatever it takes is the most basic tactical requirement of a Nirvana.

They don't dictate what position you should shoot in, and they don't have the right way to fight, so learning and using it is always the most commendable skill.

Shen Ming's efficient learning ability comes from the fear of death, and he uses fear to drive himself to become strong, invincible, and immortal, so greed for life and fear of death itself has become a valuable spirit.

After receiving the teaching of seeking gold and silver, Shen Ming quickly abandoned the practice of qi and determination, and only let the body remember the feeling when the qi traveled the eight veins of the Qi meridian, and took the body's endurance as the limit to maximize his own potential, just like a supercar, making reasonable use of every detail of the body, just to pursue the ultimate speed.

He did it, a new kind of qigong, a kung fu tailored for him, was born, this is science, not a miracle.

Shen Ming's speed was extremely fast, but even the gravel under his feet was not pried too much, and it felt as if he was floating in the air, and all the power was preserved in his body intact, without the slightest external diffusion.

Liu Qingcheng raised his hand to take the menacing Shen Ming raid, and the two of them crossed hands face to face, and the moment the red-edged anti-scale arm came into contact with Liu Qingcheng's arm, the power was transmitted into his body.

But "dirt and unstained" allowed Liu Qingcheng to unreservedly transmit all his power through the floor under his feet.

And Liu Qingcheng's counterattack was also helpless in the face of Shen Ming's zero body. The two of them looked like old men in the park who pushed each other to practice their skills, but the ground under their feet took on all the strength, and the broken marble floor was fragile and broken, broken and broken, from stones to stones, from stones to sand, and the audience who could see it did not dare to open their mouths wide, for fear that the dust would be inhaled into the body and the lung cancer would be hung up in advance.

In the last blow, Liu Qingcheng's fist and Shen Ming's red-edged anti-scale fist slammed together, and both of them were shocked out of the dust, and they slid backwards for 5 meters before stopping.

Shen Ming, who was dwarfed just now, was already able to fight with Liu Qingcheng at this moment, and this kind of transformation was so fast that it was impossible to describe it in words. Liu Qingcheng sincerely thanked Shen Ming for only learning qigong for 7 days, if he had been learning since he was a child, like himself, he must have been in his hands, and it would be difficult to parry even a move.

"Boss Liu, have you had enough? Can we make a good impression on each other and leave it at that? Maybe we go back to the old way of playing, you punch me, put someone for me, and hit you four times, I'm willing. Shen Ming shook his arm against the scales, now he is fully confident that he can survive Liu Qingcheng's four moves, as long as this guy doesn't specialize in beating Xiao Dingding.

"The rules of the game have been set, either you die or you die, there are no other conditions to speak of." Liu Qingcheng tore off his broken shirt in a rage, revealing a well-proportioned body of fine skin and tender flesh, the state of qigong practitioners and muscle cultivators is not the same, even if there is no square block, a qigong master has no problem with ten muscular men, of course, that is in the case of wearing pants.

"Since you are so interested, continue..."Where are the rules of the fight, Shen Ming suddenly began to pull out the flying locust knife behind him, and shot forward, the frequency is comparable to that of a firearm, but the power is greater than that of a firearm, Liu Qingcheng also rushed forward against the rain of flying knives, dodging left and right to dodge a large number of blades, only the last one, Shen Ming turned around for a week and threw the blade with the red-edged reverse scales so fast that it turned into a glow, Liu Qingcheng clamped the blade with two fingers, but it was still carried up by the impact and flew into the air.

Shen Ming and the flying knife came to Liu Qingcheng's face like a shadow, and the red-edged anti-scale fist that came out of the fish directly attacked the heart, and the speed was so fast that the red edge of the anti-scale became extremely dazzling in the air.

The biggest weakness of the discouragement is that the body is off the ground to withstand the attack in mid-air, Shen Ming has already suffered such a loss from Liu Qingcheng once, and now it seems that Shen Ming is relying on the gourd to draw a scoop and give Liu Qingcheng this killing move from the air.

But who would have thought that Liu Qingcheng clasped Shen Ming's wrists with both hands in the air, and collected the impact force as ordered, and at that time, a kick was kicked on Shen Ming's knees, and with his body, all the impact was transmitted to the earth, and with a bang, the marble floor tiles within a radius of 5 meters shattered into a pile of slag again.

"It's not good to learn from other people's attacks." Liu Qingcheng said disdainfully in mid-air.

"Who says we're the same? Will you do this? ”

In Shen Ming's palm, a black ball condensed and formed, releasing black light like a small sun, turning the bright hall into pitch black and dull, and the black ball that Shen Ming rushed forward slapped on Liu Qingcheng's chest, and the broken ball instilled qi into his body without reservation.

There was no sound, and no matter how strong the unloading skill was, it was dwarfed in front of the black ball. Liu Qingcheng was beaten to a height of 5 meters in the air, rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, his skin was red like a lobster, and he was steaming in bursts of heat.

Shen Ming couldn't say what the black ball was, but when he infused the qi energy into the reverse scale, the reverse scale instinctively secreted a layer of shell as thin as only 0.03 mm, and filled all this qi into it, forming a black ball. This is an outward form of qigong that may only be found in martial arts novels or Dragon Ball.

Shen Ming hadn't figured out what to call the name of his new move, and he had already thought about ...... "Dragon Spitting Pearl".

There is no previous way of using qigong, Shen Ming has combined traditional martial arts with current combat skills, and it will take time to learn whether he can understand it, but at this moment, he is already the supreme king in this hall.

The time of the reverse scales finally came to an end, and the posture of the dragon scales faded, Shen Ming quickly entered a state of exhaustion, took out the emergency rations he carried, and ate them like crazy, it was already a miracle that he could maintain his standing.

Shen Ming stepped on the shattered floor under his feet and walked towards the four hostages, the eight guards guarding the hostages had machetes in their hands, but they looked at each other at a loss, not knowing whether to join forces to do something to Shen Ming while he was weak, or leave, not even knowing the life or death of the gang leader, and not knowing what would happen next.

He wanted to hold on to the end, but the new strength and the scales almost hollowed out the last trace of strength in his body, and when he took another step, his body could not grasp the balance and fell forward, but when he was about to land, he was caught by a long pole and helped up again.

"Thief, how can the victor fall here? Stand up..."Mei cheered as she raised her gun to the side.

"Thanks, it's just that I got up early in the morning and have a little low blood sugar." Shen Ming smiled gloomily, held on, stood up straight with the handle of the gun, and continued to walk forward.

"Stop... If you come back again, we'll kill them all..."One of the eight guards finally stood up with a head, and the way he shouted was like a policeman shouting at a vicious man, "If you don't give up and kill yourself, we're going to shoot..."

Shen Ming continued to move forward as if he had not heard the warning at all, but a few more flying locust's knives appeared on his hanging fingertips.

Although the distance at this time was only 10 meters, Shen Ming's weak state was trembling even holding the knife, who knows if he could shoot?

This time, without waiting for Shen Ming to make a move, Feng Quan, who was wearing half a golden mask, stood in front of the guards, "Hey, hey, are your ears blind?" Just now, the Liu gang leader made an agreement with this kid that whoever wins will take people away. Walking the rivers and lakes only relies on the word 'faith', you are so untrustworthy, do you really want to force me to make a move? When Feng Quan spoke angrily, a group of slaves had already surrounded him with eighteen weapons in their hands.

"You were the first to break your word, right? Said yes to help, but now ......" The head of the guard didn't dare to say anything because the guys were ready to dismantle them.

The good rascals did not suffer immediate losses, and the guards immediately threw away the machetes in their hands, turned around and ran away.

The restraints on the four hostages were all cut off by Feng Quan's slaves, and they didn't have time to thank them for looking for gold and silver, so they stepped forward to support Shen Ming, who was about to fall.

"Daddy, am I done?" Shen Ming half leaned on the arms of looking for gold and silver, and suddenly felt that when he was tired, it was really comforting to have such an elder to lean on.

"Thank you, you're doing better than I thought." Looking for gold and silver, I am sincerely grateful.

"By the way, your strength has been treated indecently by me, and I have embarrassed you, right?" Shen Ming said regretfully.

"What you use is no longer my strength, the new way of using it is your own creation, you should give him a name." The search for gold and silver is at most only Shen Ming's master who led him into the Qigong Gate, and his cultivation depends entirely on Shen Ming's own practice.

"Name? My arm is called the Reverse Scale, so let's call it the Reverse Scale...... Easy to remember. After Shen Ming finished speaking, he fell into a coma directly.

Shen Ming didn't know what happened later, and when he woke up again, he was already lying on the hospital bed, the white ceiling, and the smell of disinfectant water made him feel at ease.

"Are you awake?" Xiao Yi, who was sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, worried.

"How long have I been unconscious?" Shen Ming asked dizzily.

"3 days, when you were sent to the hospital, your vital signs were weak like a dead person, and there were signs of heart failure, and the doctors told us to prepare for the aftermath, if it wasn't for me holding a scalpel to force the doctor to continue to rescue, maybe you would have died, thank me..."

"Thank you, hosta them?" Shen Ming supported his body and tried to sit up.

"Hey, hey, did you miss your lover when you woke up?" Xiao Yi said unhappily, "After they sent you to the hospital, they left together, saying that they had work to do, and no one stayed to take care of you." ”

"The matter of the Green Gang has just begun, and they really have to leave immediately." Shen Ming comprehended the truth.

"It's not that the light man is gone, this is the hosta left to you, even if I have morality, I didn't tear it open to take a look." Although Xiao Yi was unhappy, she still handed over a letter from a hosta to Shen Ming.

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