Chapter 8: Song Hai's Talent

You must know that the strength he has increased now is only the effect brought by his ten cells, and if the number of his cells is not ten, but twenty, thirty, or even a hundred, the powerful cells after the first cell transformation, at that time, it will not be counted like this!

Thinking of this, the corners of Zhou Yi's mouth unconsciously rose: "If everything is really as I think, and I don't say far, just say that the number of cells reaches one hundred, and after the first transformation, each cell can store ten points of energy, and those hundred cells are also a thousand points of energy!"

"One thousand points of energy, if all of them are added to the back of the body, it is one thousand times 0.001, that is, a whole point of the body, which represents a doubling of physical fitness!"

"Oh roar... When I think about it this way, my heart is still a little beautiful!"

.......

"Hmm... Bah... Bah..."

When Zhou Yimei was beautiful, there was a sudden burst of chirps in his ears mixed with some other voices.

"Voice, why does it feel a little familiar?" With the voice, Zhou Yi opened his eyes while thinking about it, and looked in the direction where the voice came from!

"I'll go!" When he saw the owner of the voice, Song Hai was lying on the ground, the corners of his mouth were flowing all over the ground, it seemed that he was still sleeping comfortably, such a harmonious scene made Zhou Yi not hold back for a while, and scolded the country.

"This guy, where do you think this place?" Looking at Song Hai, who slept comfortably and didn't even wake up his national scolding, Zhou Yi's eyes couldn't help but show a trace of strangeness, and his heart was full of curiosity.

This is not any other place, the sword wind is added, no less than ten thousand knives to remove the bones, in such a situation, he can actually sleep, this really can't help but let Zhou Yi, who has been suffering from this kind of pain, but can't think of a way to solve it, envy, jealousy and hatred!

"What is the situation?" Zhou Yi grinned while slowly standing up, moving and grinning, shaking step by step, just like an old man in his old age, he walked to Song Hai's side with great effort, endured the pain, and looked at him curiously.

His current feeling is the same as in reality, seeing a person standing in the middle of the square, a bunch of people holding knives, cutting them into bloody strips, but he is completely unknown, and even falls asleep!

"En?" After looking at it for a while, Zhou Yi suddenly sighed lightly, couldn't help squinting his eyes, staring at Song Hai's body tightly, his eyes swaying up and down and left and right with the movements of his body.

"This is?" As he focused, he instantly realized that something was wrong, although Song Hai was sleeping on the ground, in fact, his body was not like this.

As the knife wind fell on his body, the muscles on Song Hai's body began to move with a slight amplitude, as if Tai Chi, where the knife wind fell, the muscles on that side retracted, and then returned to their original position at the moment when the knife wind came to the body, as if they had never left.

In this way, it is equivalent to the sword wind falling on the body, not the sword wind slashing on the body, one after the other, just a subtle muscle movement, which actually cancels out this invisible knife wind.

No wonder he can fall asleep, not only can he fall asleep but also snore, and he will be a lacker!

According to this situation, if these knife winds fall on the body, then it is really the wind and not the knife wind, it is equivalent to a natural fan, can you not fall asleep?

The same place, the same circumstances, how can there be such a big difference?

"It seems that you kid is the real genius!" After understanding this, Zhou Yi not only looked at Song Hai with some tears in his eyes, but also said with a smile.

It's a slap in the face, it's a real slap in the face!

I used to say that I never forgot it, my ears and eyes were clear, and I would learn something as soon as I learned it, and I was the most genius, but now I immediately came to a real-time slap in the face!

Compared to himself, Song Hai is a real genius!

At this time, Zhou Yi also seemed to understand that this outlet was reserved for a genius like Song Hai!

For them, after the initial pain and physical habits, they can automatically deal with these knife winds, and they can naturally walk through the wind!

This is talent, this is genius, this is the disciple that the backer knife sect really wants!

And if you don't have such a talent, it doesn't matter if you are not such a genius, just like Zhou Yi, it is good to accept the past alive, that is to say, this tuyere that is like a knife mountain, he just walks over it alive!

In this way, you can do it too!

It's just that... Hehe!

The difficulty of this really makes people who know cry, at least, Zhou Yi has the urge to cry now!

This difference in treatment is too different!

"Anyway, what kind of talent is this?" Zhou Yi looked helplessly, looked at the sleeping Song Hai, leaned against the wall, sat down slowly, and lowered his head in contemplation.

"I think I'm also a new century talent who has been mixed in the 21st century for so many years, not to mention broad, but it's not bad, but this talent, this kind of ......."

"It's a little powerless to think about!"

People don't say they don't forget, and they don't learn it as soon as they learn, but people are more dicks than this, people's bodies are adaptive, and they automatically adjust, do you say dicks are not dicks?

This knife wind, which originally made Zhou Yi want to die, has become a natural fan when it falls on others!

For Zhou Yi, the knife wind is scraping bones, and for Song Hai, it is fanning the wind and falling asleep!

"But why is that? I've never heard of such a talent, it's weird!"

"There was a saying in my previous life, muscle memory, which is somewhat similar to this, but if you think about it carefully, it's far from it!"

"One is acquired after training, the other is painful, and then it will be, not a grade at all!"

"But, anyway, there's always a theory for this kind of thing, right?"

"You can't say that all laws are inviolable, and all attacks are automatically blocked when they fall on you, this is too, right?"

"This is a martial arts world, ten thousand laws do not invade this grade of things, even if it is placed in the Xianxia fantasy world, it is also something that is only available at the top, how can it appear in such a martial arts world?"

"However, having said that, is Song Hai's talent really a little similar to this legendary Ten Thousand Laws Inviolation?" Zhou Yi touched his chin, and his eyes showed a thoughtful look: "Could it be that my brother really has this kind of talent that is inviolable?"

"If it's true, that's a good thing!"

"Huh?" Just when Zhou Yi was thinking like this, and the corners of his mouth were smiling, the corner of his eye accidentally saw Song Hai's body muscles touching the knife wind, the two pushed and pulled one after the other, and then dissipated, a sudden thought came out of his mind, and he couldn't help but scream in surprise.