There are two months left before the end of the exchange. Ling Yan accepted the Beidou Shenfu of Quan Zhilang during the day, and at night he received the practice of Nitro's heart source and listening to Nitro explaining some Buddhist scriptures and artistic conception to achieve the practice of the state of mind...

As for sleep time, he directly replaced it with meditation practice.

And now, in an endless desert, two men with upper bodies were moving forward under the scorching sun.

The one who walked in the front was a strong young man with black hair, and the one who walked behind was a young man who looked not too strong or too thin.

Although it seems that the person in front is older, appearance is no longer a problem for the Reincarnationist.

Ling Yan knew in his heart that although the person walking ahead looked young, his real age was probably several times that of his own.

Amid the whistling of wind and sand, the low voice always lingers in Ling Yan's ears, neither high nor low.

"Ling, is the graduation exam that the Nitrona guy gave you to destroy the Ant King?"

"That's right." Ling Yan nodded in the face of the teacher's question.

"It's really direct," Quan Zhilang shook his head: "But that's good."

No matter how big the whistling outside was, Ling Yan could always hear Quan Zhilang's words clearly. Facing the scorching sun and storm, it was like a man made of steel moving forward, and his voice never paused: "In a person's body, there are 708 meridian secret holes..."

"The ultimate essence of the Beidou Shenfu is to use its own energy to inject into the meridians, and then destroy the enemy's body from the inside."

"If you use it yourself, you can break your limits, such as: turning the endless soft power like flowing water into an invincible hard fist."

"Of course, everything has a price. This secret technique called "Staying Holes" will cause irreparable damage to the body. However, for the Reincarnationist, this seemingly unsolvable serious injury can also be compensated with egg treatment and various potions and props."

After the voice paused, he stopped moving forward and asked without looking back: "Ling, do you think after listening?"

Ling Yan carried the scorching sun for more than twenty days, sweating profusely, and said in a hoarse voice: "What if the enemy is a dead creature without a secret hole, or is not a human creature at all? For example, dragons, robots, and even ghouls."

The man who showed a smile that might be called a rock, Quan Zhilang spoke again: "All flesh and blood creatures have the flowing veins of the qi, but they are different from humans."

"For example, the reverse scales of dragons and the seven inches of snakes; even robots or boring creatures called ghouls, their bodies also have a cycle of maintaining their movements. Humans use blood vessels, some of them are electric currents, some of them are hydraulics, and some may be some strange methods. They inject air at the critical point, and then cut off the entire cycle, and they are already dead."

The rock-like man finally showed a stern expression and looked at Ling Yan with a smile: "As for dead objects like rocks and steel, there are too many solutions."

Ling Yan remembered a move in his training memory a few days ago, and nodded suddenly: "Baidou Rock Mountain Two Cuts..."

"Things that can move will die. There are too many ways to solve the problems that cannot move."

The rock-like man looked up at the sky as if burning: "Under the sky, there are no enemies without flaws. The path of boxing is to constantly find flaws and constantly make himself more impeccable. This is an endless path, and there are many things you need to understand."

"In front of the Beidou God's Fist, even God cannot escape the fate of death."

"Even God! I will kill you too!"

"Did we pirated some schizophrenia..."

After subconsciously complaining, he thought silently. After a moment, Ling Yan**'s upper body trembled strangely. Under a faint breath flowing, every muscle and every vein was vibrating with the same frequency.

Every grain of sand and dust that blew on him bounced away at this strange frequency, and there seemed to be an invisible area above Ling Yan's skin. No wind and sand could break through this thin layer of obstacles and contact his body.

Relying on the weakest flow of energy and the strange breathing method, Ling Yan was like a beast ready to go at any time...

"Fighting and calling the Dharma..." Quan Zhilang smiled: "It seems that you have found the trick."

The strange signs on Ling Yan suddenly disappeared. He returned to his original appearance again, lowered his head respectfully and modestly and said, "It's just a little understanding, but it's still not enough."

"Your ambition is too great. The Beidou Shenquan is a boxing technique that has been passed down for more than two thousand years. You actually want to change it into a trick that is completely suitable for you in your hands..." He looked at Ling Yan's expression: "A good idea, but unfortunately the road is long."

"Then, Mr. Quan Zhilang continues to give advice." He walked up from behind and looked at the green that seemed to be a mirage at the end of his sight: "It seems that this practice will be difficult?"

"I blocked all the 'qi' and practiced from scratch. It's already a rapid progress to reach this level in just ten days, but it's not enough, it's right away from your own requirements." Quan Zhilang said lightly: "Let's go forward alone. These guys are also a group of evil thieves. Kill all the people with chanting ability and those with weapons in their hands, and use their lives to temper your boxing skills."

"I understand, teacher." Ling Yan twisted his wrist and said, "Where are their equipment?"

Without saying anything, Quan Zhilang just replied lightly: "You may have weapons such as anti-tank guns, so you have to be careful of the changes in murderous aura."

"I know." Ling Yan walked forward, waved his hand with Fist Shiro behind his back, "If I am accidentally killed..."

"I won't save you."

"Oh, I understand." Ling Yan jumped down the sand dunes coldly and walked towards the mission location from the wind and sand.

Looking at Ling Yan's departure back, his expression was still as strong as a rock, but his voice was full of expectations: "Ling, you have a better talent and identity than Kenjiro and I..."

"As that man..., you are destined to be a stronger throne lord who surpasses that man."

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Ahh, our goal is to save enough 100,000 yuan to go to Neon to find a beer drinker and let him marry Lingmeng to me!!!

By the way, yesterday I was having a bad time in Uncle Yan’s group discussion, the ghost guy said he wanted to kill the girl from Fantasy Village, and then said with a smile: The ideal filthy land that insulted the goddess of dusk (black history spiritual dream) was broken, forget it... Hehe... (covering her face with one hand)

By the way, don’t you feel that it’s very inconsistent if you add a POI behind Kamen Rider!? S Jun!?

But when it comes to Kamen Rider... I always feel that Gaia's memory is actually a magic book, right?

Also, indeed, my holiday date is going to be extended again, from tenth to twelfth…Haha…

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