For the Pandaren warrior monks, true qi is an auxiliary after all, and what really gives them the ability to play in battle is the training for many years.

How fast you have to dodge an attack, what angle you have to hit an enemy, and how hard you have to take them down. Only by practicing day after day, year after year, can we integrate it and let the body develop its own memory, whether it is offensive or defensive, it can cope with it freely.

To put it simply, you know how to hold chopsticks when you eat and how to take off your pants when you go to the toilet...... No, it should be the punch to know the position, and the block to know the stance.

Kung fu is indeed pleasing to the eye, but one minute on the stage and ten years of work off the stage, the so-called muscle memory, relying on countless repetitions, so that the body and limbs can remember and flexibly use their abilities.

"Although True Qi can help our body remember every move and form more quickly, even if we can't use it, we can still awaken your body after years of cultivation again and again. Even before your brain has time to give orders, your body will be able to use the right moves in an emergency. ”

Ever since he heard Lan Luos's question just now, Lao Chen has repeatedly emphasized cultivation and training, for fear that he will take the wrong path in his eagerness for quick success.

But he didn't know that Lan Luos didn't listen to him carefully at this time, but read what Lao Chen had just said in his heart, thinking to himself.

Wake up my body, bring my limbs back to life, and this description seems to be similar to the activation rope in the One Ring spell.

The Activation Rope is a low-level magic of the Transformation Spell, but in addition to the Rope, the Activation Spell can also give 'life' to dead things in the traditional sense. Pots and pans, knives, forks, fires, candles, can all be activated.

While this activation is controlled by the caster or established procedure, the key is that the dead thing can 'understand' the caster's commands.

In this sense, the living dead also possess spirituality and can respond to external stimuli.

Is it possible to give this ability to one's own body and let them develop their own consciousness to respond to external stimuli? What would be the result?

As soon as he thought of it, Lan Luos ignored the old Chen seniors who were still teaching in Dun Dun, and sat cross-legged on the spot. With the Eye of Dalaran and the Keystone in his body, as long as it is related to magic, he can make the impossible possible, and he can create miracles.

In the first step, Lan Luo directly threw a high-level activation on himself, and unsurprisingly, the spell lost its energy efficiency in an instant. At the same time, the fully operational Keystone and the Eye of Dalaran sent countless probing feedback to his consciousness.

Despite the flaws in the link between body and soul, his body was alive after all, out of the scope of application of activation spells. Lanlos 'saw' that the moment the magical energy entered his body, the flow of energy was normal, and it was not until the moment it intersected with his own consciousness that it began to disintegrate.

With the initial results, Lanlos immediately changed the experimental conditions. Quickly enter deep meditation and bring your consciousness and soul together as much as possible.

Higher-order activation.

It still failed, but this time, the activation took a little longer to circulate through the body. It was these few microseconds that made him notice something unusual.

The five senses, which had been closed by deep meditation, seemed to show signs of recovery when the activation technique was added. This sensation is like the feeling of touch in the nerve endings after general anesthesia.

This result made Lanlos excited, which meant that the energy efficiency of the activation did affect the flesh.

Since the possibility exists, the next thing to do is to deconstruct the activation technique, eliminate the useless spell nodes and modules, and find a way to activate and retain the parts that can produce the established effect.

What Lanloth did was tantamount to recreating a completely new spell. The process is boring and requires repeating the experiment over and over again.

However, with the help of the Eye of Dalaran and the Keystone, he was able to grasp the status and energy efficiency of almost every spell node. Just like a top-of-the-line computer, he can instantly know the root cause of any operation error caused by the change of computing conditions.

If this is hanging, let his innovative moves be on the ground.

Seeing the elf sitting on the ground without saying a word, the beard on Lao Chen's mouth trembled fiercely, and he almost thought that this guy was going to blackmail him. However, after seeing the elf close his eyes and contemplate it, his eyes, surrounded by black fluff, suddenly brightened.

In addition to repetitive cultivation, the more important thing is enthusiasm, understanding, and enthusiasm. Whether it's a sudden encounter just now, or a deaf ear to everything around you now.

It is precisely because of this elf's almost hungry attitude in cultivation, and it is precisely because of these qualities in his body that Lao Chen does not know when to start and ignores his identity as a spellcaster, which is why he has the serious explanation and guidance just now.

But with such a basic narrative of martial arts, what can he realize?

Inexplicably, a strong curiosity rose in Lao Chen's heart, he was looking forward to it, expecting this elf mage to bring him unexpected surprises.

It's no wonder that some people are good teachers, and when their words and deeds bring growth or change to others, they are excited, proud, proud, excited, and these inextricable emotions are really happy.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion from the crowd not far away who were still sorting the damaged goods. Lao Chen turned his head and immediately frowned.

Slim and his party fled in panic towards his location, protecting the barrels of spirits that had been rescued with great difficulty. Farther away, dozens of heavily armed goblins and humans burst out of the jungle on the other side of the beach, excitedly brandishing scimitars and muskets, and chasing after them with red eyes.

"It's a robber from a venture capital company! Run!" Captain Dwarf, who is worthy of being an old man who has been in the treasure bay for many years, saw the clue from the other party's equipment at a glance, jumped up in fright, and immediately took the lead in escaping.

The picture of Lao Chen running on the sea not long ago left a deep impact on the hearts of these sad crew members, and when they encountered a robber raid, they almost subconsciously fled in the direction of the panda people.

If it was usual, Lao Chen didn't mind if Lu Bu didn't see the unevenness and pulled out his sword to help, but it would be a pity if Lan Luos's current state was disturbed.

If the mind is calm, it will be clear, and if the mind is disturbed, it will be crazy.

If you can't eliminate distracting thoughts and concentrate on perfecting the realm, if you want to have another opportunity, you don't know what year and month it is.

Although he has nothing to do with elves, this mage's enthusiastic attitude towards martial arts still won Lao Chen's favor, coupled with the teaching just now, he has subconsciously regarded this mage as half an apprentice.

Lao Chen took off the wooden stick with the gourd wine jug on his back and stood firmly in front of Lan Luos. Between helping these crew members and the guardian elf mage, he chose the latter.

Bang!

A group of people showed their backs, and only the round panda man faced them, and the robbers were naturally not happy, and someone immediately raised their muskets to aim.

Azeroth's firearms were different from those of Lanloth's time, and because of the large creatures such as beasts and ogres that he dealt with, the projectiles were relatively large, the range was shorter, and the speed was naturally much slower.

Capturing an eyeball-sized projectile coming at him, Lao Chen unhurriedly flipped his wrist, and the seemingly fragile long stick actually hit accurately. There was a dull crash, and the projectiles that had been pulled apart slammed into the sand, splashing a large area of sand.

This stroke of genius not only stunned the robbers, but Slim and the others immediately became excited, and rushed desperately towards the panda man's position.

Nonsense, this old master is powerful at parrying bullets in front of everyone!

Seeing the crowd quickly converging in this direction, Lao Chen frowned, and glanced at the elf who was still meditating, as well as the human girl holding the mysterious staff next to him: "This girl, Lanlos will be handed over to you, I have to divert their attention." ”

Without waiting for Gianna to reply, Lao Chen's feet were windy, and he rushed out of the distance in a few steps, almost as if he was flying on the ground, but there was no sand splashed up.

The chaotic formation of Slim and his party did not hinder his pace in the slightest, and his seemingly bloated body shuttled flexibly like a swimming dragon, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed headlong into the dozens of bandits.

Like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, the long stick swept, and several scalp-numbing crashing sounds were heard, and several people who took the lead were hit in front of the door, screaming and lying on their backs.

Lao Chen took advantage of the momentum to turn around, and charged his strength to shoot the long stick forward, and the stick was like a shock, and it was pointed at the eyebrows of a gunman, who didn't even have a chance to shout, and fell straight to the ground. At the same time, Lao Chen landed steadily, and his broad palm continued to swing out with the momentum of angry thunder to break the enemy.

The loose cuffs and powerful fists and feet brought up gusts of wind, like a storm and thunder.

In the blink of an eye, there was no one standing beside him.

Taking a deep breath to calm his internal strength, Lao Chen raised his hand to grab the long stick that had just bounced back, lunged back, and pointed at the enemy. A mediocre posture, but it scared the enemies not to dare to cross the thunder pool by half a step.

"Everyone, for my old Chen's sake, can you step down just like that?"

As if afraid of the strength of the panda people, the yellow sand hovered around him, slow and quiet. The robbers also held their breath, for fear of disturbing this martial arts master.

But a robber is a robber after all, and what he does is a lifeless deal, and after realizing that his side is still overwhelmingly numerous, the crowd approaches the lone panda man without moving.

The latter sighed lightly, really breathed, clenched the long stick, and shouted in a low voice, like a thunderclap: "That's it, it's okay! Don't blame me for not knowing the severity!"