Fist of Imagination

Liang De replied while grabbing the soul moss with the special soul catching ball he had just made:

"In non-combat conditions, most of the computing power of my martial arts soul is used to deduce techniques and tactics in the background. The daily average ratio is no less than 75%, defeating 99% of the martial arts side world original practitioners in the entire Kongkai."

"That's just mental training. What about the body, which is the most important thing for a warrior? Don't you need to exercise?" Li Zhixian bent his arms and made two movements of lifting dumbbells.

"Body?"

Liang De threw the special soul-catching ball in his hand, which was gold in color and white in color, with black trim. The cotton dumpling caught in the ball was dizzy, like a fat hamster thrown into a super-high-speed running wheel.

“The most important thing for a martial artist has never been the body, and for us martial artists, it’s even less important.

Besides, the body I'm wearing now is not my main physical body, so there is no need for special training. "

He put his spiritual thoughts into the Haina Phantom Hidden specially for fitness. Under the crazy attack of dozens of animalistic clones, the main body of the main force paralyzed on the ground with an expressionless face, motionless, lying flat and letting the beatings take place.

The copper-colored flames surrounding the body surface appear and disappear, constantly absorbing painful nutrients, increasing the strength of flesh, blood, bones, and skin membranes again and again.

If the standard Liang De is the Lingnan Crispy Roasted Pork, which is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, then this body of the main force, forged jointly by Dong Cunzhen and his colleagues from the Lu Academy of Sciences, is already as hard as a Dalieba outside Guanxia. It is made of steel and iron and is as solid as A rock can compete with a three-day-old dehydrated baguette.

Liang De nodded with satisfaction.

Okay, I will wear this to my class reunions from now on, let’s see who dares to say I’m not tough enough!

"What's the use of just having a strong main force?"

Li Zhixian at the other end of the live broadcast denied:

"The depth of the bench is the key to determining the success or failure of a team. If you spend more time training a few strong substitutes, you will definitely be better than now."

Does bench depth determine victory or defeat?

Hehe, the stupid Clippers fan-style speech has no value in even refuting.

Liang De made a fist with his left hand, stretched out his little finger with his right hand, and said:

“Strength is relative and subjective.

My survival ability is higher than that of tardigrades, and there are more tardigrades than me. So who is stronger between me and tardigrades?

Suppose I can quickly become stronger like a cheat, and become as strong as my senior sister, or stronger than her, and then the end will come. The reason is that a soul moss accidentally snatched the body of the giant planet demon and wanted to return to my hometown to visit.

So what should I do, shake my fist at a gaseous object with a mass at least 2.3 times that of a blue star?

Of course, I can become stronger. The giant planet demon is nothing more than prey in the eyes of the Red Tribulation Walker who is good at martial arts.

But the sky is boundless, and even a seemingly unbridled master like Mr. Fengxian is afraid of something.

Becoming stronger cannot solve all problems. God does not create omniscient and omnipotent people, and humans are not born to be omniscient and omnipotent. "

Liang De got excited and began to talk at length unconsciously.

This is a very common human trait, which can be called "understanding attribute" for the time being.

Understanding attributes has the magical function of making the impossible possible.

It can make a man who has just searched "What are panty liners" know more about pads than a woman? It can make a taxi driver understand the international situation better than an official of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. It can make an old blond white man with fake academic qualifications know more about medical experts. Know more about viruses.

Whenever a movie ends, you can always see some people gesticulating confidently, explaining to their companions the profound meaning of the director and screenwriter in a commercial movie for all ages, no matter the movie that just ended is There will be people like this in "Creed" or "Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf: Pleasant Goat in the Year of the Sheep".

As the saying goes, everyone who understands understands. Almost everyone has a little bit of understanding, especially in front of the opposite sex and younger generations. People who don’t understand very well will suddenly understand like a strong wind pulling a flag. This so-called rash understanding will be revealed afterwards. Looking back I often regret it.

Mr. Liang, a martial arts expert, is naturally not immune to vulgarity. When it comes to thinking about success and failure, he knows how to be soft.

Fortunately, he has three cores watching him at all times, and he has a clear understanding of his every move, and his introspection speed is quite fast.

As long as one core behaves inappropriately, the other three cores will reprimand them one after another:

Damn it, Lao Liang, how did you become like this! I can't stand it anymore!

This is the self-cultivation of a martial artist.

So Liang De reacted quickly and said to Li Zhixian a little embarrassedly:

"Did I say too much and go too far?"

"It's okay. You can say a little more. I can use it when I write the material."

Li Zhixian pulled out a notebook from the crack of the sofa and threw it to the housekeeping robot who was using polish to maintain the floor.

"Garbage boy, take notes for me."

The lightning flashed behind Garbage Boy, and a printing station was created out of thin air to catch the notebook. This multifunctional housekeeping robot instantly connected to the cross-border live broadcast signal and was ready to listen to the printing in real time.

Liang De said in confusion: "Why are you remembering this? I was just talking casually.

Anyway, in the material, I am just Liang who doesn’t have much role.

Last time, in the material about tomb robbing in the world No. 276, you deleted so many of my dialogues, leaving only one sentence: 'Senior sister, save me! ’, will what I just said be included in the material? "

"No, I will cut off the whole paragraph just now." Li Zhixian replied without hesitation.

“Then why did you ask Garbage Man to take notes?

Brother Xian, please be careful and don't waste time by assigning such meaningless tasks to robots, lest you be the first to be hung up on the street by the omnic rebellion in the future.

When the time comes, I will definitely support the garbage boy at the public trial and make all your evil deeds public. "

Li Zhixian sighed, "It's because you always talk nonsense like this, Lao Liang, that I hope you can tell me more about your thoughts so that I can create a biography and a three-dimensional character model for you.

You are the protagonist of the Blue Star Doomsday series, and I need to know what you are thinking.

In the formal materials, I will cut off the redundant self-talk and express your thoughts with one action and one choice, but I always have to know your thoughts first.

So, what is your motivation for exploring the roots of apocalypse? "

"There are mainly two aspects.

On the one hand, I want to be the most visible person in this Blue Star apocalypse. If I can play a key role in this doomsday rescue, the Blue Stars in this world and the foreign aid Blue Stars who come from across the world will definitely remember me.

I don’t want to do Doomsday Horn or Final Knight, they’ve come. If I can do it, I want to be a savior hero from the oldest blue star. "

Liang De put away the soul-catching ball and stood up, his eyes piercing through the thick night.

“The other aspect is something I just thought about.

You may not have seen it, but I stuck a demonic eagle eye on the girl selling banknotes before, and I followed her to see some things...

Just wait a minute, I'll share it with you. "

Liang De screwed his eyes and cast a video recording into the lower right corner of the live broadcast screen.

1. Thanks to Susuduomi for the 10,000-dollar reward, thanks to Xu Zaiyuan, Dongfang Moxi, Wennan Caosi and book friend 20180226213321783 for the reward, and thanks to everyone for your subscription and voting support. 2. Friends, I originally wanted to catch up with the trend and say a few weird words in the cyberpunk style. My sister thought that the future has come and gave me a head-on blow. It can be seen that telling weird words is risky, and it will also expose the weak nature of Wo, which is quite Not worth it. After learning from the painful experience, I decided to completely give up the bad idea of ​​telling strange things and focus on telling bad things. From now on, I will only do shit. Please supervise me. 3.Thank you everyone, see you tomorrow.