Fist of Imagination

"I prefer to be self-reliant and solve problems by myself. It is a principle I have always adhered to to not rely on a master or ask for help."

Liang De felt bitter in his heart, but he was very tough with his words, which fully reflected the Dongguo boy's unyielding will.

"Thinking without learning is dangerous. You still have to...wait, then why are you asking me?"

Thrip suddenly reacted and said:

"Is it okay to ask me?"

"Don't worry about these details, I just feel free to ask you questions and give you a chance to express yourself.

Well, old man, you are very good. "

Liang De used his martial arts spirit to transform his hand into a palm, and patted it twice in a leadership style to show his appreciation.

Am I going to tell you that the tradition of our ancient Dongguo boxing is that if you have money, you can practice it, but if you don’t have money, you can do it.

The old man's "Red Tribulation Martial Arts Grandmaster's Collection of Private Lessons" was hanging in Baichuanhai Market and sold for tens of thousands a piece. I was fooled by lard and bought it!

Liang De slandered the ancient customs of the Eastern Kingdom's ancient boxing style, and said to Ji Ma:

"Then let's try how far the two of us can do it.

There are 129 hours left before the end, divided into two halves. If we have not successfully contained the angry wave after 64 hours, we will call for help immediately. "

"Can."

Thrips agreed simply, 64 hours was more than enough.

"Then let's talk about your containment plan."

"I'll lend you my eyes first."

Thrip's soul moved slightly, and the steel-blue eyes condensed with the magical power to detect enemies merged into one, and then expanded outward.

The hexagonal honeycomb-like patterns in his eyes quickly covered Liang De's soul, like a fishnet tightening inward, binding the black amber that was almost fluid in its ever-changing state, and constricting it into a The whole body is pitch black with green pupils and vertical eyes.

After the violent soul transformation ended, Liang De opened himself.

This time it was really an eye-opener.

Liang De turned the eyes lent to him by Thrip and took in the surrounding scenery.

Ever since he entered the Internet with Yuan Shen Wanhua, his warrior spiritual sense has been much blurred, and it is far less useful than offline.

After getting close to the source of the rage, Mr. Liang's "eyesight" level dropped sharply due to the influence of its power radiation. The quality of the spiritual image was extremely poor, not much better than an arcade screen.

Although Ji Ma had shared his soul vision with him before, it was still a layer away. It was a bit like watching other people's live broadcasts on his own classic phone, and the experience improvement was not obvious enough.

Now, the Lexe arcade screen has become a 144Hz e-sports screen, and the graphics card has been changed from an IQ testing card like GTX1050Ti to RTX3090.

In the spiritual image, everything that is ordinary begins to become different!

The anger surrounding the word "anger" is no longer a simple light red, but a dazzling mixture of five colors. He can "read" the images and emotions in it without touching it personally.

What he saw was no longer a violent tide of light, but countless angry faces.

Looking beyond the anger, Liang De not only saw clearly every particle of dust that constituted the source of the anger, but also saw the transparent threads connected to the dust.

Those silk threads came from nowhere. They were as straight as an iron ruler and as thin as a baby's hair. They were taut at the roots and kept moving with the beating of dust.

The silk thread trembled slightly when swept by the soul power condensed from Thrip's enemy-seeking magical power. The amplitude was extremely small and as light as a dream. Liang De would not have noticed it at all if he hadn't borrowed her eyes.

Is this...a numerological string?

The revolving door of life in the depths of Liang De's martial arts spirit was turning rapidly, and the memories before the graduation trip quickly came to mind.

In the clear consciousness, the scene of the battle between Zhou Bofu and Tai Fengxian, the second seat of the compound eye, was clearly replayed. The golden-winged ominous bird that can cover the world with its wings spread out, and the ends of each feather are connected to each other. The string of numerology drawn from the other worlds.

The great master Qing Jie relied on this magical power that connected with numerology to easily resolve the bus collision caused by Teacher Fengxian who borrowed the combined efforts of all realms. He also used this magical power to cut off Liang De's life string.

Because he had been hit once and survived, Liang De was probably the White Tribulation Walker on both sides of Jie Yuan Kukai who knew this magical power best.

That's why he was particularly surprised.

He remembered that Thrip had told Triangle Head during her graduation trip that her ability to seek out enemies was due to her own magical power, but when she used her soul power to touch the life string of Raging Tide, the feeling was clearly...

"Don't be too surprised. This magical power to seek out enemies was carved into my soul by Zhou Bofu himself."

Before Liang De could ask any questions, he received the soul message from Ji Ji.

"Is it okay if you mention his name casually? I don't know how many veteran Qingjie have been to this known world like Bianan 706 where no one can take charge of destiny. There is a close relationship between you and him. What if he leaves some tricks here? …”

"Mr. Du has helped me get rid of the world. As long as I'm not in the same world as Zhou Bofu, he won't be able to sense me. You don't have to worry."

"That's okay."

Even though you have lost your worldly fate, you still have hair. Teacher Du, you, a virtuous Brahma, are too unfair!

Liang De hesitated for a while and said:

"...What about that, old man? This magical power is easy to use, but after all, it was given to me by others.

"Learning from the World" said that the hairless old bird is the master of this way. With your qualifications, it is impossible to stand still. You have many more supernatural powers. You have gone too far along the path of Goulian Numerology. When you meet him The possibility will become higher and higher..."

"I know."

"Then why do you still keep it? Teacher Du can't wash off your eyeball tattoo?"

Thrip: "Why should I keep avoiding Zhou Bofu?"

"ha?"

Does this question still need to be asked? Director Zhao doesn't teach martial arts ethics at all.

"Even if you are not afraid of him, there is no need to keep this magical power. With the background of Yingxue Hall, there may not be any magical power that is more suitable for you."

"The true body of a Green Tribulation Walker is usually hidden deep in the sea and is difficult to find, and the same is true for Zhou Bofu.

But Zhou Bofu connected with the numerology of all realms and used it to arouse infinite power, and was implicated in countless causes and effects.

As long as I rely on the enemy-seeking circuit he carved in my soul to trace back to the source, and deduce this magical power to a state that is almost the same as his, I can find him by following the traces of numerology in all realms. "

"You want to find his true form?"

“One day, I will use these eyes to find him and kill him.

"That's what I'm looking for."

The fluctuation of spirit coming from Thrip was still calm, like the calm surface of an icy lake, but Liang De felt her determination from it.

A Jie Yuan traveler who was still at the bottom of the White Sky Realm calmly told herself that she was going to kill a Green Tribulation Power that would endure all tribulations.

If these words were heard by others, they would probably think they were ridiculous and worthless.

But Liang De liked these words very much. He liked this dangerous romance.

He suddenly remembered the sharp and decisive figure on the day of his graduation trip.

"How should I cooperate with you next?"

1.Ah this! 2. It’s too late to write a message. 3.Thank you everyone, see you tomorrow!