The Last Mecha

Chapter 149
"Come here?"

"coming."

"Today is fine, I haven't forgotten."

".I was a little scared to see my name written down in the notebook."

"Hey, it's right to be afraid, this book is just to make you afraid."

Jiang Mulin smiled slightly, then raised his arms, and took out an instrument with a poly screen from his cuff. It was the size of a palm, and the soft resin structure on both sides was almost exactly the same as Wu Gou's detection device.

Apparently they also function exactly the same.

"Hand out."

"What is Master Jiang Jiang going to do?"

"Okay, anyway, it's not a hand striker, just stick it out, don't be as delicate as a little girl."

Wu Gou hesitated for a moment, then handed over his right hand.

But in fact, he had already prepared for this in his heart, and it was not accurate enough to test only by the reaction of Qimen Daotian, after all, Jiang Mulin would take out a real Qi detection device one day.

Under Jiang Mulin's instruction, he gently pressed his index finger and thumb on the two pieces of soft resin, and then the slight tingling and electric sensation came again.

After a simple circuit was set up, the qi in Wu Gou's body was agitated, and combined with the qi in the instrument, it was about to merge into a turbulent flow.

However, the expression in his eyes was as heavy as snow, and the part of the restless and flowing qi was forcefully suppressed, silently.

The so-called qi itself is a dynamic indicator of the human body that changes from time to time. Similar to the blood cell content, if the tester suppresses it subjectively, it can affect the measurement results silently to a certain extent.

But Wu Hook only suppressed a part, a small part.

First, he needs to show certain strength and talent in front of Jiang Mulin in order to develop further.Second, if you do too much, you may be found to have tampered with it.

On the glass screen, the constantly jumping Arabic numerals finally stopped, stopping at a level that made Jiang Mulin half-shocked.

6.58.

The last time he tried Wu Gou, the answer he got was in his early 2s at most.

Up to now, only one six rounds has been played for more than half of the time, and the increase has to be said to be terrifying, even more exaggerated than the change in Li Yinghong's energy level back then.

But during this period of time, Wu Gou's martial arts level has also improved greatly, and he even got one and a half grains of the Five Elements Pill for his practice.

It stands to reason that the elixir is a rare thing that he will only give to his direct disciples when his strength has made a big leap, and the improvement of qi is indeed significant.

Coupled with the status of Wugou Yuanshi, it can barely be considered reasonable, but it is too good.

Jiang Mulin pondered for a while, and then asked, "Have you had any strange feelings in your body these days?"

"Yeah..." Wu Gou couldn't give an answer for a while. He pressed his head with one finger and tried to recall, and it took a long time before he finally got the answer. It will be warm and cool for a while, but no matter which one I feel uncomfortable, it is very comfortable. I feel a little strange when I wake up the next morning, as if the world is transparent. After taking the pill given by Master Jiang In the two days after taking the medicine, it was particularly obvious."

"Then my Five Elements Pill is not wasted." Jiang Mulin rested a finger on his chin, and an extremely imperceptible joy flashed across his face, "But even at this level, the relationship between you and Ryuichi Yamazaki There is still a big gap in Qi, which is your disadvantage."

"However, it's best not to let the qi grow. I don't know if there are any side effects if you use too much panacea. There is still some time left before the fifth round. How much your qi can increase during this time depends on your luck. I won’t talk about boxing with you for the rest of the few days, you can understand the basics, and there’s nothing to talk about now, how about—”

With a flick of his rough fingers, he pointed at an instrument that had been placed not far away.

"This is a specialized memory core. It records my early martial arts knowledge. It has been adjusted. If you read it, you will become the opponent of that consciousness. There is no danger, but if you fail, it will also let you experience a traumatic experience. prepare yourself for the terror of maiming and death."

Wu Gou's eyes moved, and he was not stupid. Jiang Mulin said it as if he had made up his mind temporarily, but this thing was put here early, which shows that he had already made up his mind.

Jiang Mulin, who practices martial arts and wields power, doesn't care about trifles, doesn't care about fame, is strict externally, and protects internal weaknesses internally.

Even without Yamazaki Ryuichi's factors, he still regarded Wu Gou as the seed that would inevitably join his Xingyi School, and he really didn't want him to lose in the fifth round.

"Thank you, Master Jiang."

The young man's expression fluctuated, and he shook his body slightly, as if he wanted to salute, but he thought of Jiang Mulin's previous dissuasion.

"It's useless to talk too much. Thank you for winning this Yamazaki Ryuichi."

Jiang Mulin turned his back, and his large figure disappeared behind the courtyard gate, leaving only the last words echoing in Wu Gou's ears.

"You've used this thing once, play it yourself, don't force it, pack it up before dawn at the latest, and put it all back in place."

Wu Gou watched the disappearing figure until the end, and couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

The same is true of the teacher who influenced his life in the previous life. He never hesitated to help those close to him, break the rules and so on.

This is the case until the day when the loyal bones are buried in the loess.

The ear-piercing sound of the electric current led to the iron helmet along the cables, and the consciousness in the memory core was connected to Wu Gou's brain by virtue of the energy and electric current.

He closed his eyes, and brilliant rays of light completely enveloped his field of vision, leaving only a dazzling white in the end.

When the bright colors filling the whole world dimmed, Wu Gou was already in a lush and deep mountain.

The sky is blue, and the sun is falling, and the dark green leaves are chopped into wavy shapes. The soil and plants filter the air for a burst of fragrance.

Not far away is a simple wooden house. Bundles of untrimmed logs are piled up to form walls. Behind the house, the stream is gurgling, and fish swimming with their tail fins swinging through the strands of underwater light, seem to hang in the air.

This is where Jiang Mulin used to live.

The sound of shoe soles rubbing against the grass reached Wu Gou's ears. When he turned his head, he saw a man with a bamboo building behind him. He was about 30 years old, with a cropped head, a linen blouse, and bamboo slippers. three-dimensional.

It looks like the face is not round, and the neck is not short.

"Time is a butcher's knife."

Wu Gou couldn't help sighing.

The man in front of him was expressionless, but quietly put down the bamboo basket full of potatoes on his back, and a pair of dark eyes instantly burst into a terrifying light.

Wu Gou's legs sank, his expression solemn.

Fighting against the master in his prime was a treatment he never had in his previous life.

To be honest, he was a little excited.

Moreover, this is an excellent opportunity to climb the first tower of Tanwu.

The improvement of martial arts has never been done by talking to the depths.

Gotta type it out!

(End of this chapter)