Fist of Imagination

Liang De looked up at the sky, and a rain of Qi like thousands of needles and threads whistled down.

He immediately pulled a black bookshelf, lifted it above his head with both hands, and infused a large amount of red copper internal energy into it, spinning it up, and dancing it into a black shield above his head to resist the countless white Qi needles attacking from above.

Liang De was worried that this was not strong enough, so he grew twelve arms from both sides of his body, each holding a fine iron riot shield seized from the Marine Department to cover himself tightly.

The martial virtue of this sect, emphasizing one word, stable!

Shield warrior Liang De held his head high and roared at the thrips behind the rain of Qi:

"The strike zone of straight men is not a place outside the law. Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you are a beautiful girl! Come on, come on. Am I afraid of you? I tell you very clearly..."

The Qi rain, like a snowy waterfall, drowned out the rest of Liang De's nonsense. The black bookshelf and the twelve iron riot shields held above his head were wiped out by the pure and dazzling white. Liang De's figure became distorted and blurred in the rain of Qi, just like a heavy summer rain that turned the pixels of the whole world back to the low-definition era.

The sudden rain stopped, and the thrips walked across the ground that was cut down by the Qi rain. The military boots stepped on the place where Liang De originally stood, where only a little blood and bone powder remained.

The sclera of the thrips' eyes lit up slightly, and the hexagonal grid-like compound eye tattoo emerged, reflecting her eyes into steel blue.

The search circuit began to work. In the vision of the thrips, trillions of human cells of various kinds floated in the air in front of them, like a giant amoeba, slowly escaping into the distance.

Liang De's martial arts soul carefully restrained his body cells that were scattered to the extent that they were invisible to the naked eye, and quietly floated away with the help of air flow.

His martial arts soul was already riddled with holes after being shot by the body-breaking and soul-damaging Gangqi rain just now, which could kill a patient with claustrophobia in seconds. The burns from the White Crane air-blast bomb had not yet healed, and he was only one step away from falling.

Among the four major techniques he practiced, the innate divine power and the steel-like body forging method were good at body refining, the fantasy sea mystical energy was good at turning the virtual into the real, and the only innate Gangqi that was good at refining the soul was a low-quality and high-yield version and was not the main practice, so it was far from the realm of refining Gang into the god.

Therefore, although Liang De's flesh and skin had been running all the way towards the direction of the upper extraordinary creature, the miscellaneous martial arts soul was relatively fragile due to its innate deficiency, which became his biggest weakness now.

At the critical moment, Liang De used his innate divine power to shatter all the cells in his body and fly outward, reducing the number of cells distributed in each cubic meter of air to less than 100 million, and his entire body spread to a vast space of more than 600,000 cubic meters.

The average diameter of a cell is between 10 microns and 200 microns. Liang De spread all the cells to such a huge space, just like throwing a bag of sugar into the sea.

The range of the thrips's Qi rain is wide, but after all, it is composed of countless Qi needles.

Liang De expanded his body to this extent, and the thrips could only hit less than one thousandth of his cells with a full-strength attack, which was nothing compared to the terrifying recovery ability of the innate divine power's super-speed regeneration.

If the connection between the whole body and the martial arts spirit is a thick rope, the connection between each cell and the martial arts spirit is a thin line that is thousands of times thinner than spider silk.

The innate Qi breaks the body and hurts the spirit, and the damage must be transmitted through the connection between the body and the spirit.

If it can only hit less than one thousandth of the cells, it can only transmit the damage through less than one thousandth of the connection.

This minor injury can be handled even by a miscellaneous soul.

Liang De has been studying the "Encyclopedia of Childcare by Qingye Pediatrics Society (17th Edition)" carefully these days. The innate divine power battlefield therapy has been improved with advanced theoretical guidance, and the level of super-speed regeneration has made great progress.

As long as the martial arts soul is normal and the consciousness is not extinguished, even if there are only a few dozen cells left, he can continue to proliferate and differentiate various types of cells 3D printing to reshape the body, and the vitality is better than rebirth by dripping blood.

The reason why he didn't escape with only a few dozen cells now is, first, because the meridian system is a miracle manifested with the body as the anchor point. If the body is too small, all the extraordinary power in the meridians cannot be used. Second, because there is an extreme shortage of nutrients in the Boundless Forest, if these cells are gone, it will be extremely difficult for him to start from scratch to reconstruct his body.

Fortunately, the thrips did not take any further action.

Liang De observed the reality with the martial arts soul and saw that the thrips frowned slightly and was thinking about something on the spot.

The copy will be scattered as soon as I die, and she won't think I'm dead.

Now they probably don't know where I went, or they know my fighting method but don't know how to break the situation.

Yes, the information from the Lu Academy said that Thimble only practiced one move among the four styles of innate Gangqi breaking the body, and only knew one move. It was Gangqi rain washing the ground, simple and direct.

If she knew the wind style of breaking the body, my 110 kilograms of reconstructed materials would be finished today.

Among the four styles of innate Gangqi rain, moon, wind and snow, the first two styles are easy to get started with, easy to practice quickly, and Liang De, who has a low-end innate Gangqi, can also use it freely, but the power is weaker.

The wind style and snow style require long-term practice and polishing to form, and they are not moves that can be learned immediately.

Liang De calmed down and used all his strength to operate the martial arts soul, dragging his body across hundreds of thousands of cubic meters to slowly move. During the movement, although he was nourished by the innate divine power, he still lost a lot of cells, which made him heartbroken.

These are all my hard-earned nutrients!

In Thrips' steel-blue eyes, the giant amoeba transformed by Liang De gradually floated away. An expression of disgust appeared on her face, but she finally made up her mind.

In the Purple Mansion, the steel-blue martial arts spirit of Ji Ma circulated, and the steel-blue true nature fragments kept falling off from the martial arts spirit and merging into the innate qi. The white internal qi running in the meridians was stained with a layer of light steel-blue, becoming more and more sharp and solid, and the cold light penetrated the body surface, giving off awe-inspiring power.

Ji Ma stood in the air, and the pure innate qi emanated from the meridians, turning her into a blazing steel-blue human figure.

In Ji Ma's body, which was almost transparent due to the cold qi, the route of the hand Taiyin lung meridian and the outline of the lungs emerged, showing a deep and heavy steel-blue color, like the color of the cold sky before a rainstorm.

The innate qi mainly cultivates the twelve meridians. Among the twelve meridians, the hand Taiyin lung meridian, which belongs to the five elements of gold, is particularly important. Among the five internal organs, the lungs, which belong to the five elements of gold, are particularly important.

The blazing steel-blue figure raised her head and inhaled. Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and the fog was turbulent. All the air currents around her were attracted by the power of the mighty Mo Yu, and rushed towards her blurred facial features under the blazing light.

Provoke! What a trick!

Liang De had no time to react. The martial arts soul's control over the cells was as precarious as a kite line torn by a storm under the interference of the thrips. Tens of trillions of cells flew around randomly, and millions of cells died just because of the sudden loss of the nourishment of the innate divine power.

The thrips attracted hundreds of thousands of cubic meters of air, constantly sucking it into the lungs and grinding it with the innate qi, and then exhaling it from the pores all over the body, like a goddess dominating the storm, destroying everything in the center of the air vortex.

In the howling wind, 15% of Liang De's cells were filtered and killed by the thrips, and the martial arts soul was also damaged at the same time.

"Hey, is Thimble cosplaying as an air purifier? The air here does have an unpleasant smell, so I'll help with the sterilization."

In the sky, a girl in a sailor suit with mechanical bat wings on her back smiled sweetly, and her slender hands drew in the air. A sea-blue light flashed, and a high-energy flamethrower was constructed.