The Last Mecha

Chapter 90

"Shuying, it still has to be you. The children of our poor families can't think of such a low-level trick, but I think it's not very useful for me to get the qualification of the six competitions, isn't it just after two years?" Go to the sky and get a good beating, and then get off the stage in disgrace?"

In the night, the three teenagers were walking side by side on the street, Duan Changgong hugged his head with two swarthy arms, expressing his worries all the time.

"What do you care about so much? Opportunities are right in front of you. You can grab them if you reach out. Do you want to grab them?" Liu Shuying glanced at him, breathing out her nostrils, "First, you and the hook are brothers. Second, Your temper matches my appetite, otherwise I wouldn't help you with this favor."

"I'm afraid it will be a bigger factor in the first place." Wu Gou put his hands in his pockets, silently hiding this sentence in his heart.

"Let me tell you, no matter how ugly or shameless you are, you have obtained the qualification today, right?" Liu Shuying put her arms around her hips, as if an old mother was teaching a child, "Looking at you today with a flashlight, it's not like you didn't shine Point, that little girl blocked the first punch with a good appearance, and, with so many selected people, the difference in level has something to do with the time and background of martial arts. She is not a fool, and the ones who have to be selected are talented People are not half-finished products that can be seen. You go back and practice what I have taught you for the past two days. After that, you will have six rounds. If you can overturn one, you will earn money. Compare this before and after. Hey, don’t people think that you have a future? If you are an outsider, you still have great hopes.”

"so."

Duan Changgong held his head thoughtfully, pacing left and right with his rag shoes that were so rotten that his toes were exposed, the lights of half a street were flickering in his dark eyes.

"Thinking about it carefully, as a human being, you have to be able to use your brain. Look at Jiang Mulin's rules, but I can easily handle them."

Liu Shuying's nose was still up in the sky, but at the same time, he suddenly felt that the vision in front of him was dim for a moment. He didn't realize what happened for a while, until Wu Gou beside him suddenly stopped in his footsteps, and the dangling arm in his wide sleeve was grabbed by someone. Hold it down.

"Oh, I'm sorry, young man, I'm old and I can't see well, I walk too fast, didn't I hit you?"

The familiar voice made Liu Shuying follow the sound and focus her eyes. The blood on her face faded like a tide in an instant, and it was blindingly white under the light of the lights of the stall in the distance.

The man who bumped into Wu Gou had a short round face, squinting eyes, and the flesh on his shoulders was like iron, and his black clothes were fluttering up and down in the light. Isn't it Jiang Mulin?

Didn't he listen to the long speech I gave just now?

During the revolving lantern, Liu Shuying once had the urge to strangle herself to death.

But fortunately, Jiang Mulin's attention was not on him, his rough hands were still grabbing Wu Gou's arm, and the boy's face was reflected in his dark eyes.

It seemed plain, but Wu Gou only felt that he was in the midst of the wind and waves. A piercing electric current flowed down Jiang Mulin's arm, and burrowed into his body like an insect, with a cold hostility, like an arrow direct shot.

Wu Gou pulled his hands back abruptly, his eyes were like a cat's fur, looking around with anxiety, and then his reaction quickly calmed down again, his face was full of puzzlement.

"You guys are kidding around, so I won't bother you anymore."

He smiled slightly, seemed to be in a good mood, turned around and disappeared into the corner of the street in three or two steps, unable to catch up even if he wanted to.

"What is he doing? Drink too much?"

Duan Changgong scratched his head and blinked desperately.

"Do you believe it? Anyway, I don't believe it."

Liu Shuying also stared at him without knowing it. He rolled his eyes and recalled the contact between the two just now.

Did Jiang Mulin come after Wu Gou? !
Doesn't make sense?

In his mind, he recalled Wu Gou's performance against Li Yinghong during the day, which was really not that impressive. To be honest, the tailor he beat up a few days ago was even better than this one.

And Jiang Mulin also grabbed Wu Gou's arm. Although he couldn't clearly hit the latter, he didn't actually do anything.

Unknowingly, he felt a strong sourness in his heart, so he had no choice but to ask, "Hook, what did he do to you just now?"

"I don't know."

Wu Gou spread his arms, his innocent face under the light and shadow was very innocent.

It's just that he knew exactly what the purpose of that Xingyiquan master's strange behavior was.

This kind of master who has practiced hard for half a lifetime and is talented is top-notch. In this era, after possessing Qi equipment and the technological support of an entire country, Qi often goes up in dozens of units. There is no exaggeration, only more exaggeration. After all, the gap between years and months cannot be made up day and night.

And a master who has reached this level has a very keen sense of qi. From Wu Gou's fight during the day, he has vaguely noticed that his qi is no longer within the range of normal people.

In fact, among the 39 people who have obtained the qualification for the six competitions, there are not a few people who have already broken through the first layer of barriers, and even the second layer is not so unusual.

But among them, only Wu Gou has a special status. He is just a child of an ordinary family, without any financial support, and he has never been in contact with a martial artist.

Now in 1692, the world's population is more than one hundred million, and there are many wonders in the world, among which there are naturally many human beings, or races, that are different from ordinary people.

They either have a special reaction to Qi metal, or there is an abnormality in their own Qi.

Among them, there is a category that can naturally break through the barrier of 1 without going through martial arts, pharmacology, and contact with Qi metal.

This kind of people often have extremely high talent for martial arts, and once they receive formal training, the level of qi will increase rapidly. In 1665, the British Royal Academy of Biological Sciences named such people as rough stones in a survey. Time has passed, and the identification and competition for rough stones has gradually set off an upsurge in various countries.

And beside Jiang Mulin, there was already a rough stone——Li Yinghong.

Jiang Mulin's touch of Wu hook just now caused Beng, one of the six great practices of Qimen, Daotian, and heaven.

For people whose qi is beyond the normal level, it is like a knee jerk reflex, when someone hits you with a hammer, you will naturally respond.

Just now Wu Gou suppressed his reaction appropriately, so that Jiang Mulin didn't realize that his qi was as outrageous as four o'clock.

After trying it just now, Jiang Mulin thought that Wu Gou's qi was around 2, and he was already treating him as a rough stone.

It has been said that a tactician can make a war of great disparity possible to win.

A strategist, on the other hand, will let the battle be decided before the battle begins.

(End of this chapter)