Fist of Imagination

Snow was flying everywhere, and there was another big pit on the ground, but Liang De was the only one who fell into the pit.

Liang De climbed out of the pit holding his waist, and saw Mu Yigui sleeping on the log horse again, leaning crookedly, with happy saliva flowing from his mouth.

Liang De sat on the edge of the pit, feeling a little tired after struggling for so long.

Anyway, he won't take the initiative to attack, he just prevents me from destroying the city gate, so I might as well take a nap and rest first.

I've been feeling sleepy since I entered this city, so I might as well recharge my batteries first, get up and then have a good fight with him.

Thinking of this, Liang De lay down with relief and closed his eyes. Sleep captured every cell in an unprecedented concentration.

The snoring was like thunder, and the thunder gradually faded away.

The light blue sandalwood smoke filled the air around Liang De, making it seem real and illusory, confusing.

The sound of breathing is getting smaller and smaller, smaller and smaller, smaller and smaller... Ah sneeze!

Liang De wiped his nose with the back of his hand and sat up from the ground, and said to the sloppy old man lying far away:

"Senior Mu, what would happen if someone fell asleep in a dream?"

The thunderous snoring stopped.

A long sigh.

"Why is Junior Brother Liang so smart? He didn't sleep for seven days and seven nights and didn't care about anything. Wouldn't it be better to sleep comfortably until he dies?"

Mu Yiqi sat up from his horse and rubbed his face helplessly. The two of them looked at each other as if they were talking in a bedroom.

Liang De replied while fighting against the surge of abnormal sleepiness:

"I just thought that you came in to queue for the dungeon mainly to kill me, but senior, you don't care about anything except preventing me from completing the task and leaving the dungeon.

And as I sit here, I feel more and more sleepy. This is probably your method of killing people.

If your speed exceeds the limit of my senses, it won't be so troublesome to kill me. So I think the reason why you can move instantly is because we are in a dream.

It's interesting, it's really interesting. I originally thought that the martial arts of the Lu Academy was all about getting on top of a horse and getting on hard, but I didn't expect that there was such a trick. "

"Your natural supernatural power is also very interesting. It seems that it is not just as simple as sleeping for 1 hour every 48 hours. How much mental and physical strength did that cup of coffee just restore to you?"

Liang De smiled and said: "Senior, since we are interested in each other, why not answer a question for me and I will answer a question for you."

"Okay, you can ask first."

"Senior, aren't you afraid that I will lie to you after hearing your answer?"

"Aren't you afraid that the first answer I gave was a lie?"

The two looked at each other and laughed.

Liang De stopped talking nonsense and asked, "When did I fall into your dream?"

Mu Yigui said: "Since you came out of the city gate with coffee and saw me lying on the ground."

If I go, I will fall into a dream when I see you sleeping. The physical version of the mirror is like a flower in the mirror, and the comedy department of the Lu Academy of Martial Arts is so terrifying.

"I've finished asking, you can ask."

"What is the mechanism of your self-natural supernatural power? After drinking coffee, you can regain the mental and physical strength required for 48 hours of activity within one hour?"

Liang De shook his head and replied: "Didn't my master explain it to you exactly?

After drinking the coffee I made using my own magical power, I can specify the time I want to fall asleep next, which will be 48 hours at the latest.

During these 48 hours, sleeping for 1 hour can restore the mental strength required for 48 hours of activity, and you will not feel any mental or physical fatigue before falling asleep.

If I don’t sleep or don’t sleep for a full hour within this 48 hours, I have to wait for a full hour before using coffee again. Otherwise, drinking coffee will only specify the next time to fall asleep and will not eliminate the feeling of fatigue. "

The specific situations Liang De mentioned were not included in the supply management system's description of the extraordinary characteristic [Mortal Cultivation of Immortality]. He came to the conclusion through experiments after drinking dozens of cups of coffee.

"I see." Mu Yigui said thoughtfully, "If so, your natural magical power is very practical. Given time, even though you are a transfer student, you will definitely be able to come first."

Liang Depao fiddled with his mobile phone, checked the grade point account data, and said: "It is indeed very practical. Just a message of 1 hour of sleep for 48 hours, and I got 1,000 grade points from my master. It is much faster than killing someone." ”

Mu Yiqi's eyes lit up, and he quickly calculated: "You killed Shen Dianxuan before. For 150 credits, his corresponding 1,500 grade points to get eight points is 1,200 grade points. His own 500 head points are 5,000 grade points, plus these 1,000 grade points , a total of 7200 grade points.

You can't spend points in the dungeon, so it won't be less at all.

After killing you, I will give 20% to the school. A 20% discount is 5760 grade points.

I spent 300 grade points buying information from Director Chang. Not counting the grade points inherited by you in the endorsement account, I earned at least 5,460 grade points! "

Mu Yiqi's murderous intent grew higher and higher, and the eyes he looked at Liang De were extremely hot, as if a half-bald social beast who was doing 996 every day saw a panacea that would lead to financial freedom and hair loss and regeneration as long as he swallowed it.

Liang De was also shocked by his kill value which was equivalent to two seniors.

Unknowingly, our net worth is second to none in Sheng Wuxu Private High School, and it is rising faster than the price of pork.

But what’s so exciting about this!

Mu Yi, who had been lying on the ground, jumped up energetically after finishing his calculations, gearing up.

"Since you guessed the mechanism of dream killing, there is no need to maintain this level of dream..."

"The golden throne in front of the Buddha, Arhat returns to his throne!"

The light blue sandalwood smoke suddenly appeared in the snowy city like a sea of ​​clouds. The echoing Sanskrit singing became louder and louder. Mu Yigui fell to the ground cross-legged, yawned and stretched.

All the light blue sandalwood smoke gathered in one place and formed a shadow around Mu Yigui's body, like a long-browed Arhat. He was also sleepy-eyed, raised his palms to the sky and opened his mouth. After a flash, he disappeared into Mu Yigui's body.

Lu Xuebu Yuan Tianren’s true biography, Sleeping Arhat Fist.

"Now let's enter the long-awaited, traditional part of the Lu Academy of Science and Technology."

Mu Yiqi supported the ground with one hand and slid across the snow in a side-lying position, plowing two waves of snow on the ground. Under his skin, which was originally so dirty that no color could be seen, a bright copper color appeared stubbornly.

Charge close to the ground with ferocious momentum!

Liang De bent down and got down on all fours to stabilize his center of gravity. His body was as strong and soft as a snake, and his whole body was as soft as a slime. When he waited for Mu Yigui to rush in front of him, he tied his hands with golden snakes and beat him repeatedly, dissolving the wood art rules layer by layer. The energy accumulated in the charge.

Old Yuan's Sleeping Arhat Fist is no longer effective. Even if he practices Dong Tianbao's steel-like body forging method, he still can't defeat my scumbag-style stalking.

We're here!

Liang De turned his head to avoid the impact of the waves of mud and snow, reached out and tied Mu Yigui's left hand that was supporting the ground.

Eh?

It's so soft, not as strong and powerful as expected!

The red copper color under Mu Yiqi's skin dimmed and disappeared when Liang De wrapped his left hand. Before Liang Dexiang could step up and use the golden snake to wrap his hand, he leaned over to him.

His right hand covered with dirt grabbed Liang De's elbow and pulled. The gravity as heavy as a mountain suddenly pulled Liang De's entire left body to the ground. Mu Yigui held on tightly, leaned his head against Liang De's shoulder, and closed his head. My eyes began to fall asleep.

Liang De was about to swing his waist and wrap himself in a spiral, when a strong sleepiness came over his mind. Different from the illusory sleepiness in the dream, this time the sleepiness came along with a severe loss of physical strength and spirit. Liang De fell into a trance and was entangled. Mu Yigui's hand slipped away, but Mu Yigui held on to him tightly and refused to let him get away.

"Go to sleep, go to sleep, my dear grade point, my brother's hands are gently shaking you."

Mu Yiqi, who had his eyes closed, was snoring and singing an out-of-tune lullaby. The strange fluctuations of extraordinary power along with the snoring and singing shook Liang De's consciousness, making his eyelids tremble and make him dizzy, as if he had watched the registration for fifteen minutes. Accountant exam preparation materials.

Can't sleep, can't sleep!

Liang Deqiang braced himself, his soft snake body turned soft into hard, and the hardened and deformed surface muscles turned into blades and axes, rolling and strangling the wooden craftsman who was sleeping on his shoulder.

"It's useless, junior, just go to sleep."

The wooden craftsman was covered in mud and oily skin, and his hands were slippery. He changed his sleeping position and moved around Liang De's body. He looked in front of him and suddenly behind him. He couldn't shake it off, couldn't cut it, couldn't touch it.

Liang De exerted all his energy, swung his head, swung his tail, rolled his head, and chased after him, but he could only hit him and leave a stink.

Just like the peerless scumbag Da Bi Ruochun, she has been hit by thousands of beehives without even a single prick touching her body.

Her gorgeous figure exudes the fragrance of grandpa's handmade green tea everywhere. She is so close that she seems to be sleeping next to you, but no one can catch her, no one can get on base, and even the stalking ace scumbag can only look at her. And sigh.

Men are nothing, I will fuck you to death.

This is the body technique created by a certain ancestor of Yuan Tianren who spent his whole life observing countless scumbags. It is called Ruojiruobu. It is used in combination with the powerful hypnotic Sleeping Arhat Fist behind the body. It is exactly the scumbag martial arts of the Golden Snake Tangle Shou. nemesis.

Liang De ignited Ren Du's engine and output a high-power burst. He finally succeeded in one or two of the more than a dozen attacks. However, he found that the sharp blade of the body's muscles, which he was confident of splitting even with steel, met Mu Yigui's black oily skin. No trace can be made.

The mental weakness and loss of physical strength caused by being entangled in wood art rules became more and more serious. It only lasted three to five minutes, and it felt like I had stayed up for days and nights without sleeping.

"Junior, don't hold on. Staying up late is bad for your health. Go to sleep. Go to sleep. Don't torture yourself. You have everything in your dreams. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it when you wake up tomorrow." Mu Yigui muttered something in Liang De's ear. .

In order to get my wealth, you can tell any lies, but you just won't stop and let me touch you!

Punch me!

Mu Yiqi once again ducked sideways to avoid Liang De's swinging whip fist. At the same time, he stretched his neck and bit Liang De's collar with his teeth. Although Liang De's jab was forced to bite him, it also caused Liang De to attack. Then the tactic of retreating and getting rid of oneself failed.

"Poor, weak, weak, weak, are you really a student of the Lu Academy? Why are you not tough at all? I'm so disappointed."

Damn it, why can someone like you, who has a nasty style of play and a vulgar tone of voice, still be a prefect in the second grade, but I am wanted!

"The four movements of Xiantian Gangqi breaking the body, rain!"

Liang De was out of anger, Ren Du's engine was overclocked, and the plain white innate energy burst out of his body, turning into thousands of fine needles and shooting at the wooden art rules from the pores of his body, like pear blossoms in a heavy rain, there was no way to avoid it.

"If it were Director Zhao's true disciple who used the Body-Breaking Gangqi, I wouldn't dare to force it on you, a thin and soft thing like you, haha."

Regardless of the wood art regulations, even if the plain white Qi needle pricked his body, after Liang De's Gang Qi rain washed away, only a few white spots were left on his shiny black skin, which was neither painful nor itchy.

"I don't feel anything at all. Try harder."

At this moment, Liang De suddenly let out a sinister smile as if his plot had succeeded.

"So you also..."