The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy

Look at the serious man in front of you.

Yan Weiwei's fist behind her back was clenched, then loosened, then clenched again...

Although I can’t beat him, I still really want to beat him...

Feeling the gaze from his side, Meng Lang coughed dryly.

"Ahem! Actually, if you think about it, it's not as exaggerated as you said. I haven't even learned Ming Jin and Dark Jin, so how can I transform it? Martial arts also have to pay attention to step by step.

Could it be that you made a mistake? "

Meng Lang didn't want to be known as a once-in-a-thousand-year martial arts prodigy.

He's not here to gain reputation today!

In case those people in the martial arts circle habitually exaggerate and spread lies, and various novelists named Jin or Gu are added to make random associations.

Finally, let me say, "The heroes in the world are only the ancestors and Lang Er"...

I'm afraid I will become an internet celebrity by then...

"Yeah!" Fan Shigang on the side couldn't help but nodded repeatedly.

Although he was shocked that Meng Lang was a stronger master than Master Yan, even if he was said to be a master of dark energy, he reluctantly believed it, but you have to say that he has the ability of transformation that only occurs once in a thousand years...

Judging from his age, Meng Lang is only in his early twenties. Even if he started practicing in his mother's womb, he wouldn't be such a monster, right?

It's really unreasonable.

"It's not like I haven't fought against masters of Anjin before!" Yan Weiwei curled her lips.

"Although they control power better than us, their consciousness is still within the scope of normal people, and they will never be able to reach the limit of even thirty moves.

You just said...my flaw is that I am too slow?

Then do you think any normal person would think that my movements just now were slow? "

"Well! You asked about the key point! Actually...it's all tricky!"

Meng Lang saw that the topic had finally been brought back to the key point from 1,500 years ago, and he quickly opened his mouth.

"Techniques?" Yan Weiwei tilted her head.

"That's right! You may not believe it when I tell you, but I have never been able to change my strength from light to dark. I just had an epiphany the moment I was hit by a bullet that night!" Meng Lang said seriously.

"Epiphany?" Yan Weiwei looked at him blankly.

"Not bad! Do you know about near-death experiences? Have you seen bullet time? Have you heard of explosive seeds?

For a moment, under the huge sense of crisis, I seemed to feel that the whole world had slowed down. It was a wonderful experience.

You also know that I am a very curious person.

So after that day, I tried hard to restore the strange feeling in my body that day.

After constant trial and error, I finally found the key to this wonderful state! "

"You mean... you didn't use energy just now, but... you exploded?"

"You can understand that!"

Yan Weiwei's expression suddenly became strange.

"Hmm... So you want to say that you had a strange near-death experience because you were particularly afraid of death, and then you just studied it for two days, and finally mastered the method of 'exploding' at any time?"

That’s nonsense!

Why don't you just say you are an adjuster?

As a natural person, if I can’t have sex, am I an embarrassment to the people on earth?

Please, give me a better excuse. It’s 2018 and humans haven’t colonized the moon yet...

Looking at the serious-looking man in front of her, Yan Weiwei couldn't help but complain crazily.

"No, what does it mean to be particularly afraid of death? Well, although it is indeed because of fear of death, that is not the point.

The point is, I didn’t just study it for two days!

Mathematics, biology, physics, computers...

Do you know how to stimulate neural activity? Do you understand the mysterious connection between God’s Forbidden Zone and biohormones? Have you heard of the positive curve relationship between SB protein concentration and neural reflexes?

Well, I’m sure a student like you who specializes in sports won’t understand.

In short, this is a subject that combines knowledge from various disciplines, integrates cutting-edge scientific and technological theories of mankind, and uses advanced research concepts... plus my unique personal talents, as well as a few accidental but inevitable coincidences.

This is the ability that was finally developed!

I named it "brain overclocking", which involves the central nervous system. It's very scientific! "

What happened to the explosion?

Do you look down on explosive seeds?

Do you think that the explosion of seeds is just the adjuster’s ‘brain rush’?

The key lies in the vast and mysterious gene chain!

Everything...is guided by science!

"Um……"

I have to admit that as a "sports student", Yan Weiwei was confused by a bunch of scientific terms at first.

But she is naive, but not stupid!

No matter how extravagant your words are, you cannot avoid the fact that your so-called full study does not seem to last more than two months...

"I believe you! Bodhidharma has been in seclusion for nine years. You tell me that the results will come out in less than two months? Are you treating me like a three-year-old child?"

"Hey! This is the benefit of standing on the shoulders of giants.

How can the ancients from 1,500 years ago compare with us who start learning calculus from a young age?

You want to talk about research time. If you ask Bodhidharma to calculate ten-digit multiplication operations, how long will it take him? Now I am using the computer, do you want a second? "Meng Lang was confident.

emm…

What he said makes sense and I can't refute it...

Yan Weiwei felt as if she was feeling aggrieved, like a mentally retarded child counting on her fingers, "One seven equals seven, two seven forty-eight, Women's Day."

He knew clearly that this guy was probably deceiving him, but he couldn't find a reason to refute it.

Although I still have doubts in my heart, compared to this less reliable explanation...

You want to say that Meng Lang, a guy who could be kicked over by Yuan Li, suddenly became a master of energy transfer. This seems even more outrageous?

And it's exactly what he said.

Although he had just defeated himself, he relied on his superior "eyesight" or "nervous reaction speed".

From the beginning to the end, he indeed did not show the "destructive power" that a powerful person should have.

In terms of exerting his physical strength, he really seems to be not much different from an ordinary person.

After all, the control of strength, the technique of exerting force, and the coordination of the body all require long-term muscle memory to be formed, and cannot be achieved overnight.

Could it be that...the other party really just mastered part of the abilities of the Huajin master by chance?

Is science... so enlightening?

"Then you came on stage specifically to defeat me today just to show off your so-called 'explosive talent'?" Yan Weiwei looked at him.

From what she knew about Meng Lang.

This guy has always been better off doing less than doing more. He can keep a low profile and never be high-profile.

If you don't take the initiative to dig out, you will never know how many things this guy has.

Under normal circumstances, with such a powerful trump card, how could he reveal his "severe persecution paranoia" easily?

"You guessed it right! I just wanted you to see the power of this ability! I believe you have experienced it yourself."

"Uh...why?" Yan Weiwei asked doubtfully.

Revealing his trump card just to show off was not Meng Lang's usual style.

"Haha! Think about it, with your skills, if you master this unique skill like mine, then climbing to the top or something... wouldn't it be easy?"

Meng Lang smiled like a wolf grandma seducing Little Red Riding Hood.

What? !

Yan Weiwei's breathing... suddenly became rapid.

"You...you mean..."

"That's right! If you want to learn...I'll teach you!"