In this world, there are some things that can only be won if you really love to fight. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Sun Dasheng gritted his teeth and transplanted the metal fibers of the giant bat into his muscles, but he didn't expect it to succeed. So he didn't hesitate and continued to transplant in, and by dawn the next day, he had transplanted 100 metal fibers to the triceps of his right hand, and at the same time 100 metal fibers to the biceps brachii. In order not to cause damage to his left and right hands, he implanted the remaining 200 metal fibers into the triceps brachii and biceps brachii of his left hand.

The reason why I don't dare to transplant too much in one place is mainly because I am afraid that the strength will suddenly increase too much, and my tendons will not be able to bear it.

Fortunately, everything is normal, and then just continue to cultivate the "Inner Vajra" and help the metal fibers fuse into the body.

Because there were more metal fibers incorporated this time, he decided to conduct a "retreat" type of cultivation. And he himself felt that the cultivation of Inner King Kong seemed to have reached a stage where he was about to break through, and he needed to "martial fire" to rush through the level.

At this time, his cultivation stage, if it is described as the Taoist Jindan cultivation technique, should have reached the stage of practicing qi and transforming gods. However, Sun Dasheng realized the Inner Vajra Dao, and he no longer stuck to this, but took the essence of heaven and earth and nourished the god of the true self.

His current spiritual power is very strong, only one or two breaths, you can enter the realm of fetal breath, intuitive outside the body, shrouded in the body, gathered into a yuan-shaped thing, such as a magnet to absorb iron, absorb the essence of heaven and earth and thrive, in the vastness, the biceps and triceps of the two arms, constantly absorb the yin and yang two qi, like a whale sucking a cow drink, extremely happy......

Vaguely, he felt that his arms were thicker and multiplier, and he was full of pride for a while, as if he could destroy a beam and a broken pillar with a wave of his arms!

I don't know how long it took, Sun Dasheng suddenly felt a trace of boredom in his heart, he realized at the moment, he knew that the time of this retreat was enough, and sitting down again would only be inefficient and only increase his troubles. In the art of Taoist cultivation, in addition to the profundity of the practice, it is also necessary to stop in moderation.

After this exercise, he felt that the inner King Kong had made great progress, especially under the inner vision, King Kong's arms had already taken a rudimentary form.

Sun Dasheng tried his strength, lifted the test with both hands, found some cement blocks for testing, and found that it could reach 1,000 catties, which was beyond the limit that humans could test. (The average human record is 457 kg)

And he should be able to lift heavier as long as he wants, but considering that he has just achieved success, he is afraid of tendon damage, so he does not try to limit it.

As for the straight punch attack, he tried to hit a few jabs, and found that with the guarantee of strength, the speed was also greatly improved, even if he was wearing gloves, every punch was whirring, making a whistling sound that only a whip can have, and casually bombarding the concrete wall, it would hit a big hole.

Sun Dasheng is really quite satisfied with the results of the transformation, but in order to realize the transformation of muscle fibers throughout the body, I am afraid that more giant bats need to be hunted.

At the same time, he also modified the arm guard, because the upper arm circumference of his hands is already a lot thicker.

By the time everything was done, it was already dawn, and he had been sitting in this abandoned house for more than 36 hours, and although he had not opened his eyes during the retreat, he was extremely sensitive to the changes in the energy of heaven and earth. At this time, it was already past lunchtime, and Sun Dasheng finally felt a sense of hunger, so he buried the remaining giant bat corpse again, and put the membrane wing into his backpack after deformation, ready to take it back.

"I wonder what kind of lunch Xi Mengmeng will make?" For the first time, Sun Dasheng had expectations for Xi Mengmeng's cooking skills.

Back at Jiangjing No. 1, he unexpectedly saw a lively scene, a truck parked at the door of the community, and there were many sacks on the truck. How? Will the people of the New World hand out rice? Sun Dasheng shook his head, feeling that his idea was a bit naïve.

There was also a convertible car parked next to the truck, and there was a man sitting in the car, holding a ledger in his hand, calculating something, and beside the car, there was a long-legged Oba who was very handsome and leaning against the station, looking idle, but looking quite arrogant.

That person Sun Dasheng is very familiar, Xie Yunxiang, the mutated man who is too lazy to take a serious look at him.

At this time, a chubby aunt took Xie Yunxiang's hand with snot and tears: "Handsome guy, you are so handsome, you must have a good heart, my family of four, the old and the young, they let me pay 40 catties of grain, where can I get so much grain?" We have our own meals, where are we going to get food, handsome guy, you can do well, raise your noble hand and let my family go. ”

Xie Yunxiang was not angry, but just shouted: "Dongsheng." ”

Then the fat man, who was originally a predator gang, came over in response, dragged the aunt away, and persuaded while pulling: "Auntie, you are not sensible, you don't have rice at home, then you don't have to pay it, as long as the family sends someone to work on the farm, although there is no salary for the time being, but it can still provide two meals a day, how good is this......"

Sun Dasheng was speechless, this actually began to collect taxes and serve as servants? At the same time, he was also a little curious about the survival ability of the fat man Dongsheng, the predator gang crossed, he joined the new world, and he still lived well.

With a little concern, he walked briskly back to 1404, not smelling the smell of the food, but hearing a commotion.

I heard Feng Longling's voice from afar: "Why should we hand you rice?" Each person also pays 10 catties per month, are you a farmer? Can you grow it again after eating? This rice is now a non-renewable resource, so why should I give it to you? You go, ask that Xie Yunxiang to collect it in person? ”

It is estimated that Feng Longling and Xi Mengmeng are beautiful, so their tone is okay: "Little sister, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense, why should you pay?" Think about it, if it weren't for our new world to maintain social order, would your family's food be secure? Didn't you snatch it up yet? Besides, if you really can't afford to pay, won't it be over if you have a laborer to work on the farm? We are easy to talk, if you want to spread this word to Brother Xiang, then there will be no good fruit for you to eat. ”

"What happens if you don't pay your grain and don't go to the farm?"

The three young men suddenly heard a voice behind them, and when they turned around, they saw a man about their age, wearing a long-sleeved shirt, his hands in his trouser pockets, his clothes bulging, and he looked full of muscles.

Seeing him coming, Feng Longling was immediately overjoyed: "Little stammer, you're finally back." Or are you right, these guys from the new world are really not a good thing, and now they are all coming to grab rice. ”

Xi Mengmeng pulled Feng Longling's clothes in the door and reminded her to pay attention to her words, for fear that she would cause unnecessary trouble.

A tall young man frowned and looked at Sun Dasheng, and his tone became unkind: "Then this master is also from your family?" It looks like you still have to pay 10 catties of rice. ”

Sun Dasheng is neither humble nor arrogant: "You haven't answered my question just now." ”

The tall young man raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you think you're quite powerful?" You don't pay taxes, you don't go to labor, you want to be a moth? ”

Feng Longling was angry again: "What did you say?" Even if it's a moth, we eat our own food, it's your business! ”

The tall young man didn't raise the bar with Feng Longling, but looked at Sun Dasheng and said, "If you want to be a moth, then you are not a legal citizen of the new world and will not be protected." ”

"I don't need your protection, I just want to know if you're going to take a step further with a moth like me."

The tall young man was happy, he didn't expect the person in front of him to be so strong, he smiled and said, "What do you think? Moths must be removed. ”

Sun Dasheng thought for a while and said, "That's it, I know." Excuse me, I'm going home. ”

The tall young man felt that this family was a bit strange, and the other young man was even more impatient: "Hey, I said what are you going to do?" People or rice, what do you pay? ”

Feng Longling replied to him crisply: "Are you deaf?" Isn't Xie Yunxiang down there? If you ask him to come up and collect it, he will say what I said! ”

As she spoke, she slammed the door shut.

The tall young man is a little confused, this little girl is so angry? What did she say? How old is she? Yes, seeing that she is quite arrogant, she really has a background, let's go and call Brother Xiang.