Fist of Imagination

Liang De finished the last pack of spicy strips, but the Tongxu chat interface still couldn't read back.

There was no way, that woman was very busy every day, and the few words he said seemed like a joke. Although he didn't include any emojis, he sounded casual.

Otherwise, he could solemnly tell that woman that he was feeling very confused right now and that he wanted to...

Let's forget it. I don't even know what I'm bothered about. What can others say? In fact, the most important thing in life is to be happy? Then you might as well watch TVB yourself.

"What you eat will make you nourished, and whatever you eat will make you nourished..."

He muttered a few words and took a bag of crispy noodles, squeezing them while walking down the wooden stairs leading to the underground training center of the Dongguo Ancient Boxing Department.

…

World No. 977 on the other side, Black Iron Forge Star, Mo Heavy Industry Headquarters.

Shen Shiyu glanced at the phone and put it back on the table, then said to the core members of the Sandpiper Project Team in the conference room:

"In coordination with marketing, the press conference will be advanced to tomorrow."

Zhang Mozhu, the assistant to the director who was sitting at the end of the table, stood up immediately, walked quickly to the side of Shen Shiyu, bent down and whispered:

"President, the press conference has been moved forward to next Monday in a hurry. All time points are very limited. The marketing planning department may..."

Shen Shiyu raised a hand to tell Zhang Mozhu not to speak. She tapped the table with her index finger and said to her deputy:

"Can you coordinate?"

Anonymous stretched out two flippers and pressed them on his head. Tens of thousands of conference procedures and personnel arrangements were floating in the martial arts soul. He puffed out bubbles and thought for a while, and said:

"It's too late during the day, so I can think of other ways. Director Xu Fengyuan of the Baichuan Haiji Military Industry Association will not be resurrected until the next three minutes, Kukai time."

"Then we'll open at night."

Shen Shiyu stretched out his finger and drew horizontally on the conference tablet, erasing all the original schedule for tomorrow.

"Can you make it at ten o'clock in the evening?"

"Okay." Anonymous replied.

This eel head can be said to be 120% certain.

Liang Xiaozhi has been the project leader for so long, and among the things left behind, this eel is the only thing that cannot be faulted. Unfortunately, it will be returned after the first phase of the project is over. Why has Master Mo been unwilling to let him go...

Judge Shiyu nodded and asked Anonymous a few more detailed questions. After confirming all of them, he said to the others:

"Then it's settled."

"Except for the start time, other procedures of the press conference remain unchanged and will be implemented in accordance with the results discussed at today's meeting."

“No matter who has an opinion on marketing, my opinion shall prevail.”

"Before two o'clock this afternoon, notify everyone in attendance of the new time. I will personally notify President Mo."

"Meeting dismissed."

After she said the word "dismissed", she and the other members of the congregation seemed to hear the sound of the starting gun and scrambled to teleport away.

The Sandpiper Hunter press conference has been moved up to tomorrow night. This is not a job that can be done simply by working hard all night. Fortunately, Liang Gongfa still has some Xiuxian coffee left...

Some things cannot be understood, but can only be accepted.

There was no time to hesitate.

First make up your mind and then stick to it. This is the only way to achieve this goal!

The soul of the social animal, explode for me!

…

Liang De walked down the wooden ladder and within two steps reached the historical and cultural corridor of ancient Eastern boxing techniques outside the underground training facility.

At the entrance of the corridor, Sun Xunqiao was holding a brand-new bottle of Coward's Saviour, and was introducing this high-quality and low-priced treasure to four work-study students.

"You two, don't think that everything will be fine if you practice martial arts. I have a friend, and this friend is not talking about myself...

Let me tell you, as for that friend of mine, his level of physical training is of course not as good as mine, but he is much better than you. What happened? Suddenly one day, he said he couldn’t do it anymore. This kind of thing is very impermanent. of.

So don’t look down on this little bottle of cowardly savior. At the critical moment, just apply a thin layer..."

He spoke so loudly that the four work-study students across from him were all looking down at their feet.

The two boys were okay, they just had to keep their expressions tight and smile and listen.

Feng Lielie and Jian Xuan were very embarrassed. The latter wanted to put his face on his chest, and his eyes were so red that they almost burned. But Assistant Sun, who was unaware of this, talked about the ninth benefit of the cowardly savior. .

Liang De opened the bag of crispy bread and walked over:

"Brother, why are you still here at the entrance? Where have you seen?"

"We have just begun to introduce the treasure of Zhenpai."

Sun Xunqiao looked back at Liang De and felt relieved when he saw his calm face and calm demeanor.

The guys who came out of Sheng Wuxu Private High School all practice powerful techniques that are easy to master quickly. They put people first and safety second. It is common for them to become obsessed with practice.

And his junior brother is the quickest among quickies.

Sun Xunqiao heard from the old man that Liang De became a Yuanshen warrior almost in one day. As soon as the Yuanshen was achieved, he was driven into the world, several times faster than a white-feathered chicken that was put on the market in 35 days.

Not to mention how complex the martial arts spirit that the five Red Tribulation masters jointly created is, this idiot actually dared to take it apart and play with it. If it weren’t for the fact that he had condensed it so hard and iron, he would have been criticized like crazy. Already...

Well, in fact, he is not very normal now, he just doesn't stand out so much among a group of crazy classmates.

The most troublesome thing is that this guy likes to think about this and that when he has nothing to do. He has already embarked on the path of a funny martial artist. Why is he still so rational?

In this dark and muddy world, things are like a chess game. It is the right thing to see more and think less. Otherwise, who can figure it out? The more you think, the more you will collapse.

It was okay that he was rational before. Rationality is at least a coolant that can make the reaction in the soul less intense.

But when I saw him this time, I don’t know where he improved the realm of funny martial arts. The degree of madness is 2.0.

This ancient realm is sharp, rationality hits a wall, and the inner sensibility takes over again.

I don’t know what happened just now, this guy’s mood suddenly became wrong.

If it weren’t for the fact that my martial arts spiritual sense has been strengthened and has a far greater sensitivity to potential dangers than those in the same realm, I might not be able to see his problem.

It’s better to be careful in the future. Grind some Buddha bone relics into ashes and put them in your pocket. Once you feel that he is not right, raise his face.

Okay, that’s it.

“Don’t introduce it. It’s not like you are taking someone in. You are just teaching a few kung fu. There is no need to explain it in such detail.”

Liang De came over and snatched Sun Xunqiao, the coward savior sales ambassador.

"You have listened to Assistant Teacher Sun for so long, I believe you have a deep understanding of the glorious history and fine traditions of our Dongguo ancient boxing lineage."

The four part-time students raised their heads, each with a bitter face.

How can there be any deep understanding? We have only understood a "thin layer"...

"For thousands of years, the purpose of teaching boxing in this school has been very strict. Only those with abundant martial virtues and amazing talents will not be taught. This is the rule set by the ancestors.

But today I saw the current state of martial virtues in the Global Elite Center, which is really festering and unbearable to look at!

If I go to promote martial virtues alone, how long will it take to promote it?

But you guys, your martial arts are too poor to take on the heavy responsibility."

Liang De shook his head sadly, and said word by word:

"So I made a decision that goes against my ancestors..."