Fist of Imagination

"What the hell are you laughing at! You're back just now?"

In the underground training center of the Dongguo Ancient Boxing Department, Sun Xunqiao was furious and shouted at Liang De, who couldn't hide his smile in front of him:

"What do you want to say? Do you think you are 'If love lasts forever, why should we be together day and night'?"

"Brother, you are so talented, I admire you very much."

"Get down! Do I need your admiration? I asked you why you came back so early!"

Sun Xunqiao took out his mobile phone and tapped it frantically, making the screen clatter.

"The Haixue Department has been spreading your story like crazy in the school group, thinking that they know a lot, making up stories one by one, pretending to have an eighth-level German proficiency.

"I know your story from beginning to end, okay? Who fried the chicken rack for the birthday gift? Who made the blue lobster you ate in the evening? It was me!

"So I scolded everyone I met, telling them that I was the only one who had the latest and most authentic inside information, but you didn't even attend the Snipe Hunter press conference and came back?! Where can I get the latest news now?

"I'm not dead, why are you rushing back to attend the funeral?"

Sun Xunqiao, who failed to get the gossip, howled to the sky, and was so angry that even his beard stood up.

Liang De smiled and replied:

"The press conference has nothing to do with me. The list of exhibits can be found online. If there are things I want to buy, she will help me buy them.

"It's a waste of time for me to stay there. It's better to come back early to promote martial virtues.

"Brother, you must be tired to take care of four part-time students by yourself. You've worked hard.

"How have they learned during my absence?"

Sun Xunqiao looked Liang De up and down with a suspicious look and found that he was neither mentally ill nor possessed, and even smiled a little better than before.

"Junior brother... are you okay? Are you also..."

"Also what?"

Sun Xunqiao said: "You know, after Lao Mu became impotent, his temperament changed drastically for a while, and he treated his friends better than his own father.

"You suddenly became so civilized, polite, and well-educated, and you came back so early. You can't be overwhelmed by it."

After he said this, he was ready to face the foul-mouthed attack. Unexpectedly, Ade, a bad boy with a mouth that stinked more than a durian, just smiled and said:

"Brother, you think too much. I used to be a bit extravagant, but now I want to be a good person."

"I wonder how long you can pretend with this new personality. You still want to be a good person. Who has higher quality than who?"

Sun Xunqiao said with a puff, turned around and walked towards the training room.

Liang De laughed and laughed, followed him and said:

"Hahahahaha, brother, you misunderstood, I'm just in a very good mood now, even if I hear you, a bastard, talking foul-mouthed, I'm quite happy.

If you are so disappointed, I will scold you again in two days. "

Sun Xunqiao shook his head and sighed:

"You are in a desperate situation this time... Alas, so it is okay not to fall in love, but who can resist when you meet such a person?"

He thought of his experience since he and Ding Qiuqiu fell in love, and sighed.

"Brother, we have received the salary of teaching assistants from the school, so we should do business during working hours."

Liang De retracted the warrior's spiritual sense he had explored before, and said:

"What happened to the red, white, black and yellow work-study four? Why are they all so weird and absent-minded?

"You and Brother Gui didn't do anything too evil, did you? Senior brother, we are all junior students in our 17s and 18s, how could you bear to do that?"

Sun Xunqiao immediately denied:

"Don't talk nonsense, this has nothing to do with me, you can also testify for me when the old man comes back.

"I just taught them a few internal training methods to strengthen their foundation and nourish their essence, and I was going to discuss which martial arts to teach them when you come back.

"It's Lao Mu who said that teaching one person is teaching, and teaching a group is also teaching. He used the Huimeng Heart Method to knock down four people, slept for a few hours, and woke up like this.

"It's hard to explain it with words, you will understand it if you try it yourself. "

The two walked into the main training room and saw four part-time students swaying on tiptoe in the training room, walking in circles along the wall like zombies.

The four people's bodies swayed greatly, and when they leaned forward, their faces and entire upper bodies were almost pressed against the floor, but they swayed and did not fall, like four puppets hanging by silk threads, behaving strangely and not saying a word.

According to Liang De's spiritual feedback, these four part-time students have lost all five senses, and even their souls have left their bodies. The three souls and seven spirits are trapped by a wisp of red sandalwood internal energy like a gauze. Wrapped and fixed near the Yintang acupoint.

Because of the red sandalwood gauze left by Mu Yigui to separate the inside and outside, their souls could not return to their bodies, and they were not harmed by the outside world. The four souls maintained a weak connection with the flesh, just like a cocoon hanging on a tree.

Liang De casually shot out a finger wind, and used the Golden Snake Resonance Method to pull the airflow, twisting a long rope with the finger wind as the core.

He held the jumping air rope and swept forward, ready to trip the four part-time students who were still circling along the wall.

"You can't hit it like this." Sun Xunqiao said beside him.

His yellow face lit up, and he snorted two five-color light gas from his nose.

Two grain essences scattered into small arrows all over the sky, shot out at a speed several times that of the air rope, and arrived first, covering the four part-time students.

Although the grain essences turned into arrows were not much, only equivalent to a bowl of eight-treasure porridge, but with the blessing of Sun Xunqiao's muffled hum, it was no problem to inflict penetrating injuries on several part-time students.

Liang De stopped and watched. When the five-colored arrows flew, the four part-time students still had dull faces and kept shaking on tiptoe until the arrows hit their bodies. The dormant spirits in their Yintang acupoints suddenly returned to the Purple Palace as if frightened.

Sandalwood scattered, and the body and spirit merged.

The four zombie-like bodies shook, as if the clay puppets in the temple were possessed by the real immortals. Several feet of light were emitted from their eyes, illuminating the trajectory of the arrows in the sky clearly.

Then the four part-time students danced with their hands and feet, their postures were like four leisurely clouds, floating lightly in the gaps of the five-colored light, passing by those arrows without being stained with a bit of dust.

Such a graceful and detached pace is like a... like a scumbag postdoctoral student in the field of human resource development and management, dancing gracefully under the pursuit of hundreds of rich men, approaching and distancing, and being beautiful in her own way.

Sun Xunqiao sniffed and retrieved all the five-colored arrows that were hovering in front of the wall after being shot in the air. He sneezed and said:

"You saw it."

"The step of approaching and not approaching that was passed down by Coach Yuan... They are not Yuanshen warriors, how can they learn it?

"Wait, I have a guess... Let me take a look."

Liang De swung the sweeping air rope and whipped it diagonally upwards. The nearly solid rope head directly hit a sonic boom cloud in the air.

Take my whip!