I want to embrace the moon for nine days

The man who bought the Xia colonial suit lives in the suburbs. His name is Huang Chengjun, and he is known to the outside world as a young and promising investor and collector.

Su Hanshan walked for more than two hours as if he was taking a stroll before he finally reached the address.

The towering walls surrounding the villa block out the view from the outside world, but the two large iron doors at the main entrance are made to look like openwork with many gaps.

The two blond men guarding the door were wearing red uniforms with golden tassels on the collar, waist, cuffs, etc., making them look noble and heroic. This was a common dress style for bodyguards in the Xuanyuan Dimension.

However, these two men had dark golden vertical pupils and their skin had many tiny bumps like the skin of a lizard. Their hands, which were covered in gloves, had obvious strong claws. They should be cold-blooded orcs from some dimension.

This type of orc easily loses patience when the weather is warm, and few people will hire them as residential bodyguards.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

When Su Hanshan was still 20 to 30 meters away from the iron gate, the two bodyguards had already cast their eyes over to him.

They took a quick look at the level of Su Hanshan's clothing, and also had an idea of ​​his strength and aura.

"This is a private villa area, don't get close to it casually."

Su Hanshan walked to the iron gate without changing his pace. He said seriously, "I'm here to discuss something with Mr. Huang. A few days ago, I sold him a core unit of a combat suit here, but later I realized that this was a scam..."

Before he could finish his words, the two bodyguards looked at each other and understood what was happening. They slammed the iron gate impatiently.

"Stop talking nonsense! How could our Mr. Huang set up a scam? It must be your own problem. Look for the reason in yourself!"

The taller bodyguard said, "If you continue to talk nonsense here, we have the right to take you to the police station."

Su Hanshan said angrily: "You, you should be more respectful. I know martial arts. If I am forced into a corner, I will use martial arts to defend my rights."

"Besides, what was being sold that day was military inheritance. There were many regulations that were not met during the actual transaction process. If I sue you, you will definitely be in a lot of trouble!"

The tall bodyguard sneered: "Martial arts?"

The bodyguard next to him heard the word "tell", raised his eyebrows, pulled the taller one, and winked: "Okay, Mr. Huang is not here, then you come in and wait."

The two of them opened the door, and after Su Hanshan took a few steps inside, they heard the sound of a door closing heavily.

Su Hanshan turned his head and saw that the two bodyguards had fierce and mocking smiles on their faces.

"Breaking into a private villa can be considered a robbery suspicion, and it is normal to shoot him on the spot."

The weapons carried by these bodyguards are metal cylinders hanging on both sides of the belt. When using them, they insert both hands into the cylinder and point the other end towards the enemy. They can be used for many purposes, such as launching air cannons, high-efficiency anesthetic gas, thermal laser beams, catapulting blades, changing drills, etc.

At this time, there was only a tall bodyguard inside the four cylinders, with his right hand raising a cylinder.

He even paused on purpose and didn't act immediately, as if he wanted to appreciate the horrified expression on the other side's face.

It would be best if the other party dared to resist rashly and tried to attack.

That old Huang is a repeat offender.

As far as Xia Ya could remember, when he came here to sign the contract, he did not meet these two bodyguards. But no matter which group of bodyguards it was, they were probably familiar with these things.

Su Hanshan controlled the watch and successfully recorded the process of their deliberate deception and preparation for the crime.

Although the World Wide Web automatically collects information, such trivial things are classified as shallow information, and the storage volume is too large. Even with a special search method, it is still a cumbersome task.

In the Xuanyuan dimension, most of the public security stations and law enforcement courts that deal with ordinary people are too lazy to do the heavy work and are still using superficial methods of scanning the scene, mentally analyzing, and comparing legal regulations to close cases.

The moment the watch was dealt with, Su Hanshan's palm had already swept across the tall bodyguard's right elbow.

"I think I said I know martial arts."

The tall bodyguard only felt his right hand lighten, and suddenly saw that his right arm had been cut off at the elbow. The broken arm was still in mid-air.

Then he heard Su Hanshan's voice and realized that Su Hanshan had just moved.

"what!!!"

The moment the tall bodyguard screamed, the metal cylinder on his broken arm had its muzzle turned upside down and was stuffed directly into his mouth.

A blinding white light shone through the skin of his mouth and, with a loud bang, engulfed his upper body.

When the other bodyguard heard the scream, he was about to run away and pressed the alarm on the communicator in his hand.

But before the brightness of the white light subsided, Su Hanshan's palm had already slapped on the top of his head.

Bang! ! !
The orc could swear that he had never thought in his life that he could kneel down so quickly, and this happened to him.

When he was already kneeling on the ground, his flesh, blood and bones were wailing because of the violent compression and the vibration from the collision with the ground. He felt his consciousness gradually dissipating.

He seemed to be floating in mid-air, and saw the "stupid poor fellow" who dared to come to Boss Huang to seek justice after being cheated by him, walk past his kneeling corpse and rush deeper into the villa.

The villa is quite large. Entering from the outermost iron gate of the wall, there is lawn on both sides except for a road deliberately made into a stone pattern.

There are various flowers in the large lawn on the right, as well as three main roads and several small paths leading to the garage, warehouse, etc. on the far right.

To the front right, there is a crescent-shaped lake. It is not large, the water level is not high, and the water is crystal clear. You can see that the bottom of the lake is covered with white fine sand. It may be a hot spring, and hot bubbles are constantly rising from under the sand.

To the front left are three rather elegant buildings standing side by side. Each is only three stories high, but the size and number of the rooms inside can easily accommodate more than a hundred people overnight.

There are more than 30 people staying in the villa today, most of them are second-level fighters with rich combat experience and excellent equipment.

The intruder had no conventional equipment on him, and according to the bodyguards' sensory detection, he was only at the level of a first-class warrior.

Thirty seconds, just thirty seconds.

All the people who stayed in the villa had turned into corpses. Some of them crashed through the walls, half-hanging outside the walls, or fell in the corridors. Some even broke the windows and flew into the lake.

Before many of the houses were demolished, all the people had died.

The short bodyguard's consciousness seemed to float in the air for a while. Before it was about to disappear, he saw a dozen hovercrafts speeding across the suburbs and rushing towards him.

It was Huang Chengjun who received the alarm and rushed back with his men.

Huang Chengjun stood in the passenger seat of the convertible. The black suit he wore for the banquet was torn apart by his shock and anger. The muscles and veins on his forehead were bulging like the ∨ logo of an intelligent robot, and his eyes were a little red.

The convoy did not stop in front of the three buildings, but instead formed a surrounding formation.

The cars were all making sounds like rotating shafts, their doors flipped outwards, their chassis split apart, and they were like ferocious beasts with their wings spread, with their gun muzzles lifted up by mechanical arms.

Originally there was only one driving seat in the car, but now after the transformation, there are four people with their heads connected to the operating system in each car.

These dozen vehicles are all products of spiritual technology. They are equipped with a large number of military weapons triggered by thoughts and are controlled by several soldiers. The mobility and destructive power they can exert far exceed the strength of these soldiers themselves.

"I, Huang Chengjun, have always been kind to others. Who on earth is trying to make things difficult for me?"

boom! ! !
A wall on the third floor suddenly collapsed, and debris flew outward.

Su Hanshan stood at the gap in the house, holding a flat hexagonal piece of metal in his hand, looking at the people outside.

"It's you?!"

Huang Chengjun was stunned, and Xue Dongyu, who was sitting in the driver's seat next to him, pulled off his burgundy sun visor with a look of disbelief on his face.

They never imagined that the intruder would be this useless idiot.

It only took Xue Dongyu a few months to make this brainless thing lose the combat suit that was a family heirloom.

During those months, Xue Dongyu was even distracted and was hanging on to several other fish.

"How could this kid possibly have such strength? Besides, I clearly told him to go back and commit suicide..."

Xue Dongyu's eyes moved, "Could it be that, at the critical moment of life and death, the superpower gene reverted to its ancestral form?"

The United Government has been established for a thousand years. Most races in various dimensions have broken through the defects of reproductive isolation due to the relevant technologies of biochemical reproductive equipment and can freely choose mixed-race reproduction.

Some races are naturally powerful, and as long as they grow up normally to adulthood, they will possess the strength of the third level or even the equivalent of the fourth level.

In the current Xuanyuan dimension, if citizens are willing to be tested, most of them can detect some very promising super-powered genes.

However, if one wants to purify the genes of such strong people and pursue the reversion of ancestral bloodline, a large amount of asset support is needed. The reversion process can also easily inherit the nature of bloodline and cause some inherent weaknesses.

Even if ordinary people want to advance themselves, they would rarely take this route. It would be better for them to learn colonial combat skills and pass the examination to become a spiritual scholar.

However, there are a very small number of lucky people who do not need long-term induction of sanatoriums and special medicines, and can show signs of reversion of their ancestral bloodline in certain accidents.

Xue Dongyu crushed her sun visor with a click. Why did she have to encounter such a crap thing?

How could such a good thing fall into the hands of a brainless orphan?

"So that's how it is. The combat suit that has been passed down from generation to generation in your family is made from the blood of the triangular frost crocodile. It is said that the body temperature of this crocodile is below freezing all year round, and only during each round of molting will the body temperature abnormally increase sharply."

"Looking at your current situation, your ancestral bloodline should also be the Triangle Frozen Alligator." Huang Chengjun said in a low voice, "In this way, even if the key of your colonization core unit has been modified, you can still wake it up and use it directly."

The piece of metal in Su Hanshan's hand, which was half the size of his palm, was the core unit of the biochemical colonization suit.

At this time, countless neurons have actually seeped out from the core unit, like thousands of blood threads, seeping into his body and spreading throughout his body.

The hexagonal metal seemed to be eaten by the flesh in his palm, and it merged into his body as it squirmed.

"That's right, you didn't expect that I would be blessed in disguise!"

Su Hanshan's face was filled with smiles, and his palms were clenched into fists.

"When you've been away for three days, you should look at me with new eyes. You stole my heirloom and all my money. Do you think you won't get retribution for doing this? Do you think you can just bully someone as pure, kind, gentle and innocent as me?"

Anyway, it wasn't his own face that was used, so Su Hanshan had no sense of shame.

His voice became louder and louder as he spoke these words, and finally with great passion he roared out the famous words that made him feel proud.

"Yesterday I confronted you on the street, but you turned the tables and said you were an innocent victim."

"Today I will let you know what it means to be in trouble in thirty hours and in thirty hours. Don't look down on the poor young people!!"

Huang Chengjun's anger grew stronger and stronger, and he said grimly: "Do you really think that you can be so arrogant just because you return to your ancestral home?"

"Snatching your colonial suit is just getting something for nothing. If I don't take it, it's a waste. It doesn't mean I don't have my own colonial suit!"

His muscles suddenly swelled again, completely bursting his clothes. His body rose up and hovered high in the air. From head to toe, everything had turned into a yellow rock-like texture.

Some blood vessels protrude from the body surface, but what flows inside is not bright red blood at all. It looks more like golden molten lava.

Fourth-level colonial suit, hot-melt imperial armor!
Huang Chengjun is from Sandy City in the Yellow Sand Dimension. He is born with the ability to withstand high temperatures and drought. The colonial suit he owns is also based on the Molten Emperor Beetle from the Yellow Sand Dimension.

That kind of insect weighs more than a hundred tons and is covered with rocks all over. The high temperature it erupts in an angry state will make all the rocks on its surface semi-melted, and wherever it passes, there will be magma and fire everywhere.

Moreover, the semi-molten rock will be temporarily melted into extremely strong armor.

Compared to intelligent races like the Sand People, the rare Molten Emperor Beetle is more like the emperor of the Yellow Sand Dimension, hence the name.

Xue Dongyu hastily drove the hover car back at full speed to create some distance, because the high temperature had caused the paint on the car to crack.

The drivers of the surrounding hovercrafts all made whistling sounds to cheer for their boss.

Huang Chengjun transformed into a four-meter-tall rock giant, with sharp edges on his forehead, shoulders, elbows and knees, burning with golden flames.

When he punched, the flames suddenly showed a sign of flowing, all converging towards his fist.

In the room where Su Hanshan was standing, all the furniture was instantly destroyed and blown away, and the interior decoration, walls and floors were all torn.

The sound of the accelerated airflow is so loud that it sounds like thousands of whistles sounding at the same time.

The high temperature and air pressure formed the outline of a giant fist that was powerful enough to smash an entire building into pieces.

Huang Chengjun himself is a peak third-order warrior, and the degree of integration with his colonial suit has reached 100%. When the colonial suit is in combat mode, he is no different from a true fourth-order warrior, comprehensive and powerful.

Today, let alone a student with regressive blood who comes to go against him.

Even if it was a fourth-order life form, a real triangular frost-filled giant crocodile, with the nature and talents of a mere ferocious beast, it would be beaten to death by Huang Chengjun!

Faced with such tremendous pressure.

There was no obvious change in Su Hanshan's body shape, except that frosty white keratin scales suddenly appeared on his body surface, and then disappeared in an instant. He was still wearing short sleeves and slippers, and suddenly pressed down with his palm.

Char had practiced martial arts since he was a child. In addition to the ordinary training manuals used in school to cultivate life essence, he also had the family heirloom "Ice River Prajna Palm".

The inspiration for the name of this set of martial arts comes from one of the very popular virtual cultural series, "Zhu Xia Culture".

It is said that since thousands of years ago, many brilliant figures in the literary history of Xuanyuan Baiyu have been obsessed with creating their own imaginary worldviews, making chronicles, and depicting various stories.

Zhuxia culture is one of the earliest virtual cultures. It is different from all the cultures in the reality of Xuanyuan Baiyu. However, the original creators were very talented, and the subsequent publicity and promotion has continued for almost a hundred years.

From generation to generation, it has attracted more and more fans who have devoted themselves to it, depicting their own stories within this cultural framework and adapting various classic works into comics, animations, and games.

Over the past millennia, many spiritual masters and colonial warriors in the Xuanyuan Hundred Realms have gained inspiration from virtual culture and directly used related factors in their names.

Su Hanshan is certain that the culture of Zhuxia is related to the ancient people on Earth. Perhaps the original creators of those popular virtual cultures were originally members who were left behind in various dimensions, or even orphans.

Just taking the general outline of "Ice River Prajna Palm" as an example, in addition to the version recorded in the common language of the Xuanyuan dimension, there is also an eight-character version in small seal script.

Iron horses and icy rivers, complete enlightenment of Prajna!
when! ! !
The outline of the giant fist suddenly shook, as if it had collided with metal, and a hole appeared.

A palm print appeared roughly at the location of the middle finger knuckle of this huge fist.

The edge of the cold white palm print was as hard as if it had been cut by a knife or an axe. In the process of piercing through the giant fist, there was no sign of the force dissipating due to the collision.

It wasn't until this cold white palm print hit Huang Chengjun's physical fist that it exploded.

The cold air burst out, and in an instant Huang Chengjun's right arm turned into an ice sculpture.

He could thaw the ice layer floating on the surface instantly, but the disadvantage he felt in this bombardment shocked Huang Chengjun greatly.

His subordinates around him also noticed something was wrong and were all surprised.

"Could it be..."

Xue Dongyu cried out, "Not only is his bloodline reverting to his ancestral lineage, but it is also the rarest kind of reverting that can inherit the martial arts memories of his ancestors?"

Huang Chengjun had no room to scream, only the chance to groan.

Because the ice on his hands had not melted yet, Su Hanshan appeared in front of him and pushed him with another palm.

He hurriedly swung out with his other fist, this time having learned his lesson and his punch was extremely powerful.

But when the two collided, the Yellowstone Giant was forced back.

Su Hanshan was wearing slippers and walking in the air, but he seemed to be walking with the steps of a supreme ruler on the battlefield, walking on the road to heaven, fearless of a hundred battles, unstoppable by ten thousand soldiers, taking a step and striking with a palm.

The Prajna Palm can bring liberation, enlightenment, great wisdom, and great concentration just by pushing and pulling.

All the people driving the hovercrafts were so intimidated by the power of the Ice River Prajna Palm that they completely forgot to fire to provide support during this short period of time.

There were fewer than ten loud clashing sounds from fists and palms, and the total number of collisions was less than ten steps.

The Yellowstone Giant had fallen to the ground, staggered back a big step, and then stopped moving.

Su Hanshan was still in the air and pushed again.

The wind in the entire villa stopped and the temperature dropped sharply.

It seemed like a long wait, but in fact, it only took a moment for the entire Yellowstone Giant to explode.

The cold white frost had completely penetrated into his body, freezing all of his cells inside and out.

After the explosion, there was no longer any trace of lava or fire, only white mist and ice chips flying everywhere.

Everyone's mind seemed to be suppressed by the icy white tone.

I knew I should react, but no matter how hard my mind struggled, my body just wouldn't move.

They could only stare at Su Hanshan blankly.

"You guessed right."

Su Hanshan put his hand in front of his chest, palm facing up, white mist rising, looking at Xue Dongyu, "My Ice River Prajna Palm is the culmination of the skills of my ancestors, and has already reached the pinnacle of attainment."

"It's hard to cross the river, but this is a frozen river. I don't even need a boat. I can just walk across it in a few steps!"

The blood of some ferocious beasts directly carries the memory of the use of their ancestors' innate magical powers.

For citizens of the Xuanyuan dimension, the probability of this happening is much smaller because their bloodlines are too mixed.

But if something like this really happens, what they inherit will not be the memory of using the beast's magical powers, but the memory of their ancestors' practice of martial arts and combat skills. It may even be extended to inherit from other ancestors who are not on the same family tree but only have similar blood.

People who accidentally achieve reversion to their ancestral bloodline are often affected by the nature of their bloodline and develop weaknesses, always being at a great disadvantage among their peers.

But if someone is a throwback who can inherit martial arts skills, he is not a throwback, but someone who possesses both the strong bloodline of a ferocious beast and amazing martial arts talents. In the history of the Xuanyuan dimension, he has a separate title.

——A war king created by heaven, extremely ferocious and martial!

This was also the excuse Su Hanshan arranged for the subsequent changes in this identity.

(End of this chapter)