When Song Ming woke up, he felt that someone was groping wantonly on his chest, and before he could open his eyes, he subconsciously poked his right hand out, soft, bouncing, warm, and ...... Big.

As if he had touched something, Song Ming insisted that Qingshan would not relax, and slowly opened his eyes.

An ordinary-looking, gray-skinned girl was looking down at him with a smile, and that smile seemed to be full of infinite tenderness.

It's still a familiar plot, or a familiar taste.

The girl is none other than Isha, the machine girl Isha who is always smiling.

She patted Songming's chest and felt a little incredible:

"You're still alive?"

Song Ming let go of his right hand and got up:

"That's up to me, right?"

"I heard that Dr. Li installed the latest simulated Dao Root for you, you see, your Dao pressure is already 1, which is the same as my Dao Pressure after seven or eight years of hard work."

Song Ming couldn't wait to raise his wrist and shake the Force watch for a long time, and after confirming that it was correct, he was excited and didn't know what to say:

"And, really."

When the two were excited, they suddenly heard an arrogant voice:

"Isha, Isa, I heard that your man is dead, why don't you hand over the pill quickly."

Song Ming followed the sound and saw that it was the long-lost red-bearded Three Musketeers.

The Three Musketeers also saw Song Ming at the same time:

"You-"

"Residence...... It's still alive. ”

"Afraid of what? Even if he is alive, his heart must be seriously injured, and with our current strength, it is not negotiable to fight him together. ”

Song Ming glanced at the Force Table, and the Dao pressures of the three of them were 6, 7 and 8 respectively, which was 1 place higher than the 567 a year ago.

Just as he was amazed, a black shadow fell from the tree, and with a fist and bare feet, three strokes and two divisions of two, knocking the three musketeers to the ground, almost losing consciousness.

It was an ordinary black ape, with its feet upright on the ground, its eyes glittering, and it was as cold as a knife.

It was the black ape that Song Ming met in the morgue, the animal level 81 Xishan black ape.

Song Ming only felt strange, turned his head to Isha and asked:

"What the hell is this monkey doing?"

"Caesar is the security guard at the training ground."

"Is this really a security guard's name?"

Song Ming was teasing when he suddenly saw the black ape stretch out his index finger towards him and make a provocative gesture.

"Jokes, and 81-level fights? If I'm provoked by you, I'm a pig......"

Isha sneered:

"Looks like Caesar wants to test your skills."

Song Ming disagreed, recalling the beating process in the morgue, and still feels a little painful:

"He's already tried my skills, and I won't accept provocations anymore."

Isha is unrelenting:

"This is what Dr. Li requested, you have a pressure now, and you may not lose to him."

Song Ming spread his hands:

"Since it's a trial, then I'll declare it first--don't slap your face."

Before the words fell, Song Ming slapped himself.

Or rather, it was a slap in the face - this is the superpower of the black ape's animal system, which can freely manipulate the muscles and bones of animals.

Song Ming is furious:

"You've angered me, Caesar."

Before the words fell, he ran away.

"Again, if I am provoked by you, then I will be a pig......"

The black ape did not chase after him, but reached out his right arm, spread his five fingers, and fully released the Dao power, trying to "suck" Songming back, in the same position as Darth Vader in "Star Wars".

However, Songming's escape force was too strong, his legs swayed as strongly and quickly as an electric motor, and the soles of his feet rubbed against the ground, like the steps of a devil, and in the blink of an eye, there was no one.

Isha shook her head while laughing:

"Surprisingly timid."

Seeing this, the black ape ran all the way and followed.

A mysterious and suspicious figure, hanging on a tree dozens of meters in front of him - it was Songming, just over the front, he sneaked up on the back, which was the legendary high-end tactic called "Lewd Stream".

The black ape ran wildly to this point, and suddenly stopped, as if he had discovered something.

Songming didn't care so much, kicked the wood with both feet, and smashed down.

That momentum is a human cannonball!

However, the moment the shell was fired, something unexpected happened!

Hearing only the sound of "Zla", the short robe on Songming's body suddenly caught fire, and the whole person was burned until his posture was distorted, and he gradually deviated from the track in the air, falling diagonally, and finally fell a few meters in front of the Xishan ape.

Song Ming was burned to a pulp, and he fell to the ground and fractured, and he couldn't get up in pain for a while:

"Are you going to set fire?"

The black ape did not respond, but looked up at the sky, his eyes locked, and suddenly the soles of his feet sank, and his arms crossed to go up.

Song Ming then raised his head, and there were two sword rays falling from the sky, each spewing flames, one green and one blue, roaring down.

In an instant, it crashed to the ground, and sparks flew everywhere!

The blue fire flew towards the black ape, blasting it to the ground with a single blow.

Caesar, the black ape, who had the same level of pressure as a beginner samurai, fell to the ground at the moment, his whole body was severely burned, and the fiery anger in his eyes was gradually replaced by a sense of powerlessness, he looked at Song Ming in a daze, closed his eyes, and his head was tightly stepped on by one foot.

Song Ming looked up with his feet, and the one who stepped on Caesar's head was a disciple of the academy wearing a blue and white samurai robe.

This person is thin, his complexion is slightly pale, the bridge of his nose is crooked, giving people a feeling of malnutrition, but in addition, his appearance is indescribable, but his expression is low-key and frightening.

Song Ming didn't care so much, because another blue fire-breathing sword shot happened to fall on his back!

The first fortunate thing is that Song Ming had fallen to the ground before this, and at this moment he avoided being knocked down by the sword; The second fortunate thing is that Song Ming has no clothes to burn, so he avoids his clothes being burned again at this moment; The third fortunate thing is that this fire-breathing sword is not a real sword, its body is a person, and it is stepping on Songming's back.

This person's face is indifferent, his facial features are wide, his sword eyebrows are thick and raised, his figure is tall and strong, and he is more or less a bit of a samurai's unique fairy flavor on his body, and the blue and white robe shows his identity.

Blue is the color only available to the level of the direct disciples of the samurai academy (the same level as the professor), and this color also represents the strength of the second realm of the samurai path, the feather realm.

The samurai have a total of three realms, the Kaiyuan Realm, the Feather Realm, and the Divine Journey Realm, each realm has a total of nine small steps and a special Tribulation Realm (Failed Tribulation).

The Kaiyuan realm means that the Dao root has opened up a certain Yuan Dao and officially becomes a warrior, and the Dao pressure increases sequentially with the promotion of the small rank, which is 81n (1≤n≤9,n∈Z), and the Dao pressure of the Kaiyuan Tribulation is doubled by the ninth order, that is, 81×18=1458 (such as Xuanmei).

The Feather Realm means that the roots of the Dao Root spread to the heart, which greatly improves the life span and resistance of the samurai, and its first-order Dao pressure is nine times higher than that of the Ninth Order of Kaiyuan, which is 81×81=6561 (e.g., Dongfang Yuanai), and the Dao pressure increases sequentially with the improvement of the small rank, which is 6561n(1≤n≤9,n∈Z), and the Dao pressure of the Feathered Tribulation is doubled by the ninth-order Dao pressure, that is, 6561×18=118098 (e.g., Lanting Zhenren).

The iQue Realm means that the roots of the Dao Root spread to the brain, greatly increasing the life span and spiritual attributes of the warriors, and even the intelligence has increased to a certain extent, and its Dao pressure is still in accordance with the same advanced laws as the Kaiyuan Realm and the Feather Realm, but in today's era, the Force is declining, and the cultivation of the masters of the iQue Realm has fallen one after another (such as the Lan Ting Zhenren and the major elders of the Samurai Academy).

To sum up, in the era of the end of the law when the force was declining, the level of the Feather Transformation Realm was only reached by a dozen people in the entire Warrior Academy, except for the four direct disciples, they were basically grandparents of the older generation - not to mention the number of people who could be counted with these two hands and feet, they accounted for thirty percent of the Feather Transformation Realm warriors in the entire solar system.

Having said all this, I actually just want to express one meaning.

This man is very awesome!

Qi Yang, one of the four direct disciples of the Samurai Academy, one of the three senior disciples of Elder Luo Yun of the Sword Holding Hall, and the most favored son of the Qi family of the first family in the samurai world, was stepping on Song Ming's scorched back at this moment, and his face showed a vague surprise:

"The person who insulted my family, you are still alive."

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