【Anqisheng】

[Specialty: Baji Boxing (49%), Liuhe Gun (49%), Three Emperor Cannon Fist, Dragon and Tiger Grappling (39%), Gumen Xinyi Fist (10%), Dragon Yin Iron Cloth Shirt (29%), Hate Sky Fist (0%), Iron Palm (12%), .......]

[Status: Increasingly weak (terminally ill) Baodan-level strength state (49%)]

[Mastered characters: Tan Jingshan (1 hour), Wang Honglin (10 minutes), Wang Anfeng (1 hour), Li Yan (1 hour)]

In the view, the panel gradually emerges.

"Through the contact in the past few months, I have also gained a general understanding of my ability......

An Qisheng leaned back on the sofa, his eyes half-closed, and his heart was full of thoughts.

He uses this ability to unfold in detail the abilities that others have studied all their lives in front of him, enabling him to progress at an extraordinary speed.

Whether it's boxing, or strength mastery.

After months of research, he disproved his previous speculations.

What you see in this ability may not be the past in the true sense, but the spiritual imprint that a person has left in the world.

During this time, he had collected information about many well-known boxing masters from the Internet, but found that he could not easily get in touch with their past.

Just like when Gu Changfeng was perceived, there was a lack of necessary media.

Living or not.

And Wang Anfeng, who is in contact with him every day, can easily do it.

Therefore, he believes that the reason why he can't contact other masters through the information he collects on the Internet is because the Internet, whether it is video, they lack their true spirit.

He once read a very interesting statement, saying that everyone is a unique information field, exchanging information and energy with the outside world all the time.

And his ability may be to unilaterally access other people's information fields in a way that he doesn't understand at this time?

Therefore, Tanjingshan, Wang Anfeng, and Li Yan, who he had been in contact with, could easily contact their information.

But you can't contact other people's information through the Internet or video.

Masters who have passed away like Wang Honglin have to pass through their belongings, which have left the strongest mark on them during their lifetimes, in order to have access to their residual information field.

This may or may not be right, but it is already the most reasonable explanation that An Qisheng can think of at this time.

"Maybe I need to get in touch with the heart, and the spiritual thing can further tap my ability."

An Qisheng thought about it, took out a pen and paper, and wrote his next plan in the words of his previous life:

[Plan 1: Although my illness is not cured, but my body has recovered, next, I need to contact more boxers and find more belongings left by boxing masters, so as to improve my boxing practice. 】

[Plan 2: I need to learn some knowledge of the mind, spirit, etc., to understand my ability more deeply]

After writing, An Qisheng stopped writing.

On this notebook, in addition to these two plans, there is only one line of words, which is the biggest doubt in his heart:

[I began to awaken the memories of my past life at the age of seven, and Grand Master Wang Honglin suddenly came to this world in his thirties, so how many people like us are there?

Lao Tzu, Shakya, Confucius, Guiguzi, Peng Zu, Chen Jun, Zhang Ziyang, Wang Zhongfu, Zhang Sanfeng, Bodhidharma, etc., these great masters who were famous in the past life and have legends in this life will also be .......]

"If my guess is true, the world is simply a sieve......"

Closing the notebook, An Qisheng's heart was heavy for no reason.

In this world, the water can be very deep.

........

The moon hangs high in the sky, and the bright moonlight is sprinkled over the endless sea.

Warships cruised in the night, their snow-white searchlights shooting back and forth above the sea, as if searching for something.

On the deck of the USS Boston, the tall Williams clenched the railing tightly, his white teeth rubbing back and forth:

"Where the hell, where the hell?!"

This isn't Williams' first time on the sea.

In fact, since the "terrorist attack" four months ago, he has basically been immersed in the sea.

So much so that he felt like a salted fish, full of salty smell.

If it weren't for the satellites, the suspected alien creature had fallen into this sea area, and he would have suspected that he had been pitted by that old fat pig.

Honk~

The satellite phone vibrated and Williams' body shook.

During this time, what he was most afraid of was the sound of the phone.

"Your Excellency Congressman Davis, Day, ......"

Williams answered the phone.

"Did you find that damn alien crumb!"

On the other end of the line, Davis roared like a lion.

God knows what a terrible price he paid to barely keep his seat as a member of parliament.

If this alien or his corpse cannot be found, his political future will end here.

"Come on, I swear! I've found one of his shoes, he must be in this sea! ”

Williams' face was ugly, and his tall body was a little rickety.

"Oh my God! And voila! My honorable Colonel, who led more than a dozen warships, found a shoe in just three months! ”

Old Davis sneered mercilessly:

"Then I have no doubt that in three months, you will definitely find his panties!"

In the whistling sea breeze, Williams, who had been scolded for twenty minutes, finally broke out after hanging up the phone:

"Damn stupid pig! Rotten! Bitch-raised mongrel! ......”

Wow~~~

Williams was interrupted by the crashing of the waves, and when he looked up, his face changed.

I saw the waves rolling on the sea in the distance, and the big waves rushed and beat up, which was more than ten meters high.

The searchlight swept by, and a behemoth could be faintly seen under the tumbling water, writhing and roaring silently.

"Whale fall?"

Williams glanced at it and relieved himself, although the blue whale was huge, it was not worth mentioning in front of the warship.

However, the blue whale seemed to be dying, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it, so he ordered to turn the rudder and go to the next sea area to search for traces of the alien creature.

They weren't the monkeys of Fuso, and they weren't interested in whale meat.

Whining~

In the midst of the rolling waves, the blue whale that jumped high let out a mournful sound that was so high-pitched that it could not be heard by human ears, and smashed into the sea, setting off a bigger wind and waves.

The huge whale slowly sank in the seawater, and finally fell silently on the bottom of the sea, shaking the surrounding sludge sediments and alarming the surrounding marine fish, blind shrimp.

Grunt~

In the shaking of the seabed, the silt receded from the sediment, and a palm suddenly stretched out, clasping a piece of submarine rock.

Tong Zhengyang clasped the submarine rock, pulled himself out of the deep submarine mud, and stared at the behemoth a hundred meters in front of him:

"Sure enough, the road to heaven is endless!!"