Super Dimensional Martial Immortal

  Chapter 30 Mastery of Ideas

   bang bang bang~

   A fist bigger than a casserole slammed **** the young man's arm, gradually breaking his parry.

   forcibly blasted away the defense of the young man with an absolute strength advantage. The blond man saw the opportunity and forced him to duck his head with a left hook, but he found a hidden uppercut coming towards him.

  嘭~

   used his face to eat a powerful uppercut, and the young man instantly lifted his head and flew into the sky, his toes were even more than ten centimeters off the ground, his body was completely lying in the air, and he fell heavily on the ring.

"Roar!"

  The blond strong man let out a roar of excitement, raised his hands high, and slowly paced along the arena as if showing off.

   In an instant, the outcome was already decided. The people of Damin, who were cheering loudly, seemed to have been pressed on the mute button. All of a sudden, there was silence. Looking at the barbarians on the ring, they felt as uncomfortable as eating flies.

   "This is the first number? Am I so big that I can't even take care of a foreigner?"

   "We've lost seven people in a row. It's not that I have no one, but this guy really has something."

   "That's right, the boxing technique is sharp, the power is infinite, and the flexibility is completely inconsistent with the weight. I am afraid that ordinary martial artists may not be able to beat him! Let alone these unawakened mortals."

   "Isn't this barbarian also an unawakened mortal? Why is it better than us?"

   "That's right, I don't believe no one can cure him!"

  …

  There were messy discussions in the noisy crowd, and Zhao Yinshun obviously felt an anxious and annoyed atmosphere spreading in the square.

   On the stage, a referee in a big official uniform checked the **** young man and shook his head solemnly, officially announcing the victory of the blond strong man.

   Soon, this result was fed back to the two lists that were hanging high. A white man in a mysterious religious costume stretched out his hand and waved, and the name on one of the lists immediately jumped up two places.

"Roar!"

   roared again, the blond strong man was excited, and poked his chest with his thumbs out, then twisted his body, his thumbs turned down, and he was proudly shaking outside the ring.

   "You guys, no~"

   The strange words instantly ignited the emotions of the audience, and the curses were heard one after another. In just a few breaths, the eighteenth generations of the ancestors of the Han Dynasty were greeted.

   But the strong blond man, who didn't understand at all, had no trouble in his heart, and even grinned smugly.

   After venting for a short time, the audience was a little disillusioned. Many people were too lazy to bear the sullenness and left in a hurry. After just ten minutes, there were less than half of the people in the square.

   Overlooking the dejected backs of those people, Zhao Yinshun vaguely felt that something was taken away from them, and even his spine was slightly bent.

   Turning his head and looking at the two lists that were still motionless, Zhao Yinshun used his eyesight and found that almost all of them were foreign names, but he could not see a few big min names.

   Something is wrong...

   Holding his chin with one hand, Zhao Yinshun frowned.

  Damin's martial arts seeds are weak, and they won't be crushed to this ratio.

   You must know that the number of foreigners who come to Damin to seek a living from thousands of miles away is not many. Compared with the population of at least hundreds of millions of Damin, the proportion of talents should be very small.

   But the result presented now is just the opposite. It seems that a higher civilization has come to a lower civilization, and everyone is attacked by one enemy and one hundred, directly reducing the dimension!

   Could it be that the educational level of martial arts between the East and the West has also widened the essential gap? !

  's eyes flickered, Zhao Yinshun couldn't figure it out for a long time, his footsteps lightly on the branch, and fell agilely to the ground.

   If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. If you don't agree with everyone, touch it, the strong stand and the weak lie down!

The corners of   's mouth raised slightly, and suddenly, Zhao Yinshun's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he realized that there was some kind of subtle problem in his mentality!

   A problem that he didn't even notice himself!

  You only have one life, and the competition is not a child's play. Why did you choose to face the storm without hesitation?

   You must know that Damin is not Huaxia, and he has no obligation to throw his blood for it at all!

The only reason    is the simple and pure sense of belonging of "Xiao Yinshun"...

   But he still chose to face the difficulties without hesitation!

  There is no fear, no panic, what is most in my heart...is actually pure joy and excitement!

   covered his heart, Zhao Yinshun's pupils were out of focus, and he was distracted.

In a trance, he felt this kind of joy and excitement very familiar, as if he had won the mid lane Yasuo, even if he was killed to 0-20-0, but when he saw a lot of troops entering the tower, he couldn't help it. To go forward!

   Death is like the wind, always by my side, as long as I get E fast enough, the question mark of my teammates can’t catch up with me!

  hoo~

   He let out a long breath, and Zhao Yinshun finally understood where the problem was!

  Belonging to the sense of separation of high-dimensional creatures "outside the box", he did not take danger to heart in the depths of his subconscious!

   The whole world is more like a game to him, or a stand-alone game with a plug-in!

   This kind of mentality is not obvious when Ben-dimensional divinity is dominant. Once he resonates with divinity, his super-dimensional senses that are so high and omnipotent will seriously affect his worldview.

   I'm not targeting anyone, I'm just saying that all the NPCs here are hot chickens!

Well…

   After pondering for a few seconds, feeling the true pulsation of his heart, Zhao Yinshun suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, and his smile slowly bloomed, like the sunshine of early spring that warms the heart.

  Since the mentality cannot be changed, try to enjoy it…

   But then again, who can refuse a game that beats bad guys and foreign devils?

   At the registration point not far away, a spectacled girl wearing a foreign religious costume was bored in a daze, and her eyes suddenly lit up when she saw Zhao Yinshun's smile.

   After Zhao Yinshun approached with a smile, before speaking, the girl with glasses spoke excitedly.

   "Little brother is so cute, how old is he?"

   Zhao Yinshun: "..."

   The faint smile instantly solidified on his face, and the good mood of mastery of ideas suddenly disappeared.

   What little brother? !

   Do you want to give me candy next?

   "Why don't you talk, my sister will give you candy."

   Zhao Yinshun: Zhuo!

   said, the girl did not know where to find a candy, and before she could hand it to Zhao Yinshun, she was slapped on the table by a heavy long sword.

   "I'm going to sign up for the contest!"

"what?"

  The girl stared blankly at Zhao Yinshun, then looked at the long sword in his hand, and supported the glasses on the bridge of her nose. It took a few seconds to react.

   "You want to participate in the competition?!!"

   "What? Can't you?"

   "It's not impossible, it's just... how about your adults?"

   "I am the only one in my family."

   "Woo~"

The   glasses girl suddenly covered her mouth, her big watery eyes filled with apology.

   (end of this chapter)