|||->-> Abaylou's talent was in the ancient times of the earth, how could he be the first in the world, but in this era, it has become a ridiculous thing to fight and kill.

"I can't say it's talent. "Abyrus meditated on the spot, using the method of breathing to calm the chaotic breath in his body after exercise.

After all, whoever has a thousand years of things in his head has headaches and experiences.

He didn't know the inside story of his "not drinking Meng Po soup", at least he could be sure that there might really be a "reincarnation" on earth.

After more than seven months of boredom, that's all I can do.

Abaylou thought that this might be a good opportunity for him to regain what he had forgotten. Just because you can spend a few months exploring your inner path doesn't mean it's a bad thing.

"Is my soul in the past the same as my soul now?" Abaylou didn't have much hope, he tried, and sure enough, there was no aura.

The aura he has in the future remains like phantom pain.

The past me uses the soul of the past, but my thoughts are the future? Abaylou has a headache, the fact of traveling through time and space is a paradoxical thing in itself, if there is something that cannot be explained, Abaylou intends to prevaricate with "this is not a level I can understand".

The problem is that the more he tries to forget the intellectual curiosity in his heart, the louder the intellectual curiosity becomes.

Damn!

Abay Lou stood up on the spot and did the same punch again.

To be honest, he has never fought this boxing technique since he came to the Pan Continent, and he thinks that these ancient fighting techniques are enough to keep in his head, and the real fighting techniques still need to be practiced in the Pan Continent with people.

Fist power and strength, fighting spirit and magic, following the local customs, is the best proof. The real strength should be vindictiveness and magic.

However, today, when he revisited the past, he suddenly realized that he had thought wrong.

The more this punch hits, the more peaceful he becomes, and what follows may be the improvement of his realm.

The fist wind is whistling, and naturally it echoes from afar.

I really shouldn't have given up tempering my state of mind in the first place, this is not what endurance can represent, just like making a stone sculpture out of a hard stone, the stone carving is still hard, but the inside is completely different from the stone.

"It's an opportunity, Abaylou. Abaylou muttered to himself.

In the past, he was weak, and the most important thing was to quickly improve his strength, and fighting spirit and magic were the "air" to improve his strength, so that his balloon could expand rapidly.

However, a balloon is a balloon, and when it encounters a more powerful one, it is like encountering a needle, and there is still no ability to resist.

It will only explode with a "bang".

During the time he was strong, all kinds of things happened one after another, and Abailou could only continue to use his fighting spirit magic to become stronger, and he had no time to strengthen his foundation.

The most free time is actually Abdubi's time, every day is tormented and idle, he has really been in contact with the pan-continental civilization for fourteen years, and five years have been wasted in Abdubi.

Abdulbi's shackles and bindings left Abhaylou with little time to exercise his body. Those withered muscles also need some time to rejuvenate.

Most of the time, Abhaylou was trapped by Abdubi's punishment, let alone training.

Abaylou is a man who is good at seizing opportunities, and he knows that if he misses the time to travel through time and space, it will be difficult to find another opportunity that allows him to calm down and consolidate himself without doing anything.

The lords of chaos and the tides of the coastal sea are all idlers, and one person and one god are almost immortal with heaven and earth, and just a few months are really nothing.

It's just that when they were immersed in the days of Abaylou, terrible things still happened.

"I knew! I knew!" the Lord of the Tides almost screamed in panic, "that thing must not find Abayr!"

A few drops of blue liquid flowed out of the Gate of the Apocalypse, looking extremely disgusting, Chaos did not see it, but the Lord of the Tides near the sea saw a thin and hungry vague figure in an instant.

"What is it?" Chaos hadn't reacted yet.

"The sanctions against time-travelers are all over the plane, and they will hunt down time-travelers to death. "The Lord of the Tides of the Coastal Sea has never been so alarmed," they existed much earlier than we did, long before the world appeared. ”

"Does the world say how to kill it?" Chaos asked.

"No, Tyndaros is immortal. "It's called a hound because of its habit of hunting prey, but it doesn't actually look like a dog. ”

"Abay Lou will have a way to fix it, right?" said Chaos in a panic.

"I'm not sure, and I don't know. The Lord of the Tides of the Offshore Sea frowned uncomfortably, the Time Traveler had a chance to encounter it, but she didn't expect that Abayro's luck would be so bad.

After all, Tyndalus was so crazy that even the gods would chase and bite.

It may not be able to kill the other party, but no one can kill it, and Tyndaros is such a strange thing.

The Lord of the Tides of the Coastal Sea is also the first time he has seen this thing.

"There's no sign of the Tyndalus Hound here in Abaylou. "Although Chaos can't see, she can still understand the existence of the Tyndalus Hound as a god.

Tangible materialization of tangible bodies, such as the Lord of the Tides of Chaos and the Lord of the Tides of the Offshore.

The invisible is deformed, and that is the Tyndalus Hound.

"It's definitely going to find Abaylou. "The Lord of the Tides of the Offshore Sea is very sure of his judgment, since it has appeared through the Gate of the Apocalypse, it means that it has smelled the smell, and if it smells, it will not give up.

At that time, Abaylou had been cultivating himself for four months, which was not only a rare rest, but also a rare opportunity to improve himself.

Abaylou's fist is more and more in line with the rising and falling tides, the rising and setting of the sun, the fierce momentum of opening and closing, so that all things are born and all things die.

Spit and Na. Tuna. The qi between heaven and earth is the enlightenment in his mind, and the more Abay Lou enlightens, the smoother the flow of air between heaven and earth.

Abaylou only felt an open fire in his chest, and he was sure that this fire was not his soul, but the fire of his heart.

This is progress, if there is no fighting spirit and magic, you can still split mountains and stones, that is "martial arts".

"How could I have forgotten all these things?" said Abaylous, still not understanding why one day he would despise what he was all about. He thought he wasn't that kind of person.

Fortunately, it was discovered early, and Abay Lou can still learn from it.

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are dogs.

Between heaven and earth, it is like a tuoyue, but not unyielding, moving and out.

It is better to keep the middle than to talk too much. ”

Abay Lou's heart is like a mirror.

Until a palm breaks the solid stone, the fist force passes through the center of the stone, leaving palm marks on the back of the stone.

It's not vindictiveness and magic! It's just pure skill.

Abaylou knew that he would never be able to change the past more, let alone learn the magic of fighting spirit now, and he didn't know the rules of time travel, so he could only carefully try not to change more things.

It wasn't even possible to grope around, he only had this one chance.

Even after meeting Hainia, he had to pretend to be crazy and stupid, just like the first time he met her.

What he learned this time is "mental power", and when he disappears from the past, what remains is still the "Abay Lou", and what he learns now will be brought back to the future by him.

"Did you see that palm from Abay Lou?" the Lord of the Tides near the sea was stunned.

"It's him! It's Abay Lou!" Chaos was delighted. She couldn't wait to hug Abay Lou and take a sip.

The two of them really didn't expect that Abaylou's palm actually vaguely complied with the "laws of the world". Unlike before, where there was only a shadow, that palm was like the law of the world, attacking the enemy for Abaylou.

There has never been a situation where no god in the memory of the Tides and Chaos has such an ability.

It's just such an outrageous thing, and he did it.

Letting go of the inevitable Tyndalus Hound, the two were left with only the ecstasy of Abaylous' progress.

In the past four months, they have seen with their own eyes how Abay has progressed.

What kind of realm it is now, Abailou himself doesn't know, no one in his memory has reached his level, maybe there is, but he doesn't know.

Abay Lou didn't want to divide the internal strength of Dou Qi and martial arts, they each had their own effects, and mixing them together was simply a miracle.

Abaylou really can't wait to go back to the future and give it a try.

He stamped the count before sunset.

In exactly three months, Heiya is about to arrive.

In the remaining three months, it was almost impossible to continue to improve his martial arts, so Abailou did not waste time, he chose to deal with the coming crisis in a better way.