Chapter Ninety-Seven: Near in sight, far away in the sky

"I'm not here to hear you say that! What about talking? Mo Ziqi now knows that a monk can go on without saying a word for three or four days, or he can talk nonsense endlessly.

The monk smiled faintly, did not answer, Mo Ziqi continued to take care of himself: "Since then, there has been no good, evil, beauty and ugliness in my heart, I have pursued the true meaning of life all my life, broken through the shackles of the human body, and I am only one step away from that realm!" Now you understand why I didn't report you in the first place? ”

"Tell me?" Mo Ziqi frowned, "How do you know my identity?" And on what basis do you denounce me? ”

"Tantric Celestial Powers!" The monk slowly raised his finger and put it on his chest, "On the fishing boat, I glanced at you with my celestial powers!" The clouds are thick and the sky is thundering! Thunder is positive, clouds are killing, and the killing machine is either the military or the police! ”

"Huh? Fortune telling? Mo Ziqi couldn't help but smile bitterly, but he didn't expect that there would still be people using fortune telling and divination as evidence, and Mo Ziqi was also speechless.

"Mysterious and mysterious, clear and knowing! You haven't cultivated the Heavenly Divine Power, so there's nothing wrong with being a fortune teller! In any case, at least the original judgment was correct. His Holiness was ruined, so I guess it's your handiwork, right? ”

Mo Ziqi was silent, he also knew that there were some things in this world that science could not explain. There are people like the Great Prophet in the infinite world. During the conversation, the two came to a large space, which was almost 500 square meters. There were stable steel structures everywhere, and Mo Ziqi showed a puzzled expression, why did the monk bring himself here.

"I'm still a little bit away from taking that step, I hope you can help me!"

"Help? I'm not that empty! "Now that the base is under heavy attack and could be destroyed at any time, he must find Tao Tao as soon as possible and evacuate safely.

"Talking here!" The monk spoke, and pressed a hidden button. The sound of mechanical transmission sounded, and a side door was slowly opened.

"Uncleβ€”" The figure scurried through the side door. Seeing that the surging was safe and sound, Mo Ziqi breathed a sigh of relief slightly.

Tumbling threw himself into Mo Ziqi's arms, "Uncle! Mom...... Mommy she ......"

"It's okay! It's all right! Your mom is fine, waiting for you at home to come home! Mo Ziqi hugged and comforted in a low voice. Holding the surging hand, he was about to leave, but he had to stop.

"Monk, what do you mean?"

"Kill me, or you'll never want to get out of here!" The monk didn't have the appearance of a master who had just seen through the red dust, and his face was cold and he said word by word.

"Monk, frankly, I don't want to do anything with you! But that doesn't mean I can't do anything to you! Mo Ziqi was a little angry, even if the monk was really the strongest master among human beings, but in front of Mo Ziqi, he was not enough to see. If Mo Ziqi exerted all his strength, he was confident that he would be able to finish off the monk in five minutes. As a strong person, although he disdains to bully the weak, there is no psychological burden on shooting an ant to death.

"Master...... Or...... Shall we go back together? Isn't it good for you to continue teaching me martial arts? "He was very calm and decent, and after so much going through, he has obviously grown up a lot.

"Taotao, your talent is very high, at least not worse than the master! I have passed on the mantle of the Great Snow Mountain to you, and now I have no worries. The only purpose is to transcend the bondage of life! So, Lin Gang ...... Oh no, I should call you Mo Ziqi! Come on-" The monk stepped on the ground, the space of five hundred square meters trembled violently, and the cement ground under his feet cracked terrifyingly.

"Either I die, or I detach! Mo Ziqi, I hope you will be successful! ”

Mo Ziqi gently let go of his hand, "You step aside, uncle will be fine soon." ”

Gently taking steps, with each step, the momentum on the body increased by a point, and the hazy light gradually covered the body, and the straight military uniform on the body was as windless as a monk.

"Since you want to die, I will fulfill you!"

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The monk moved, his body flashed into a jaguar, and in the blink of an eye, he flashed to Mo Ziqi, and a punch shot out as fast as lightning. But no matter how fast the monk's speed is, it is impossible to be faster than the bullet, and under Mo Ziqi's dynamic vision, the monk's fist is still in a relatively static state.

Mo Ziqi smiled faintly, did not block, and did not dodge. Ignoring the ferocious punch, the straight punch avoided all the monk's parrying paths. The best defense is to attack, the monk's speed is fast, and Mo Ziqi's speed is even faster. Even if it is the last to come, it can come first.

Unexpectedly, the monk's fist suddenly changed in the middle of the road, and his waist twisted and stabbed horizontally at a seventy-five degree angle, and his fingers flicked slightly as if a sharp blade was out of the sheath of a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

Mo Ziqi was slightly shocked, after such a change. Before he could hit the monk himself, his finger would stab him in the throat one step further. The fingers were bladed from time to time, but Mo Ziqi knew that the monk's fingers would not be worse than the blade. If this blow is hit by the monk, I am afraid that I will really be killed.

Mo Ziqi, who has only fought with people since his rebirth, retreated, although he only retreated half a step, but Mo Ziqi was still forced to retreat.

After taking half a step back, Mo Ziqi's face finally became serious. The first time he fought with a monk, he didn't use all his strength! In the second encounter, he didn't use all his strength. The monk is like a water tank with holes. I thought it was full, but when I looked at it after a while, it was still empty.

After the monk forced Mo Ziqi back, he followed closely behind, and it was still the same move. Mo Ziqi changed his strategy and kicked his right leg lightning from the bottom up. Legs, faster and harder than fists! The monk who was not as fast as Mo Ziqi was simply unable to avoid this attack. But the monk changed his tricks again in the middle of the way.

Regardless of the power of the kicking leg, the waist horse sank and pressed down with a straight fist, and knocked down with his arm as the axis. This trick became untraceable, and it was so natural. The fist of the hammer happened to hit the base of Mo Ziqi's thigh, which is the key point of the man, everyone knows.

Mo Ziqi was not calm now, and his left leg moved his waist to force his body to rise into the air. Spun twice in the air and exited the two-man circle.

Looking at the monk's calm face, Mo Ziqi's brows furrowed tightly, the two attacks just now, although the movements were complicated, only less than two seconds passed. Taotao, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, only felt that the two were separated as soon as they flowered, and the details of the fight were completely blurred.

Mo Ziqi's face was as calm as water, but his heart had already turned over the river and the sea. The monk's two moves are already beyond the scope of skill. No matter how subtle the technique is, it is impossible to achieve this point. Because Mo Ziqi could be confident that before launching an attack, his body did not make any warning at all. Moreover, Mo Ziqi's speed is faster than that of the monk, and it is too late to change his moves after discovering Mo Ziqi's attack angle.

Then there is only one explanation, the monk can be unpredictable! Before Mo Ziqi could make a move, he already knew the next move. No matter how fast you are, you can't know it sooner.

The monk didn't give Mo Ziqi any more time to think about it, and after being silent for three seconds, he came back to deceive himself. After several battles, Mo Ziqi confirmed the guess in his heart. The monk can sense his own moves in advance, and after making a move, he will change his moves at the moment of his own actions. Straight to the point.

Mo Ziqi was confused, and the artillery fire outside became more and more ferocious. The base has been shaken again and again, and in some places it has begun to collapse. Mo Ziqi, who had made up his mind and decided to fight quickly, once again accelerated his attack.

The monk is a prophet of the future, but the difference in speed makes this advantage nullified. The advantages of the two men canceled each other out, and the battle became evenly matched. This is a battle that is supposed to be a race against time, and Mo Ziqi must leave the base as soon as possible. The longer you drag it on, the more dangerous you become.

The communicator in his arms trembled, and Mo Ziqi didn't need to look to know who called. At this time, it is also time for the truth to be revealed. There is no need for Mo Ziqi to hide his identity and grievances. Black Widow's mind, he can only say sorry. And for the safety of Huaxia, if there is a chance, Mo Ziqi will not mind destroying flowers with spicy hands. Black Widow, after all, is a stinger, an enemy of Huaxia.

Mo Ziqi's hand turned into a fist in the sky, shooting out countless machine-gun-like lights from the center of his chest. The monk went from calming down at the beginning to closing his eyes now. When Mo Ziqi's speed was faster than his eyes. Seeing through the eyes only sends the wrong message to the brain.

The monk who closed his eyes was stronger, even if Mo Ziqi's punch speed had reached fifteen punches per second. The monk can also deal with it calmly, and from time to time he can fight back a few moves. As time passed, Mo Ziqi's heart became more and more anxious, this was already a taboo in battle! As a former supreme master, Mo Ziqi certainly understands that the more anxious he is, the more he should be calm.

"Pop ......" There was a soft sound, and Mo Ziqi hit the ground with a palm, and the churning of his body once again distanced himself from the monk.

"How the hell did he do the Prophet?" Mo Ziqi kept asking himself.

"Your heart is upset?" The monk closed his eyes and asked calmly.

"Distraught?" Mo Ziqi didn't speak, but he agreed with the monk's words in his heart, of course his heart was already in chaos, "When...... How my state of mind has regressed to this point? Is it because of the weakness of human beings in this world that I have the illusion of being strong and invincible?

Or have I given up on myself in a world where personal force is not valued? Wait a minute...... Distraught? How does he know? ”

Mo Ziqi seemed to have grasped something, "The monk can sense my turmoil?" You can ...... with your eyes closed There must be something in my body that resonates with him, and he must have been able to judge my moves by virtue of some kind of change in me! What is it? ”

As Mo Ziqi pondered, his breathing gradually stabilized. The monk who was rushing towards Mo Ziqi stopped violently. He opened his eyes hesitantly and saw Mo Ziqi standing there quietly with his eyes closed.

Although Mo Ziqi's position has not changed, his heart has kept moving away. The monk finally showed an incredibly surprised face. Mo Ziqi is right in front of him, but he feels so far away, and he is still getting farther away, as if he is at the end of the world, outside the sky......