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Episode 2 Extreme Chapter 13 I¡¯m Not Afraid of You (2)

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    The research institute of Qimeng Paradise has long discovered that practitioners of Eastern martial arts have a natural advantage in controlling alpha particles.  They don't need to specifically feel the existence of alpha particles at all. As long as they release what they call "internal force" or "qi", they can naturally control alpha particles and increase and amplify their power.

    Although Yan Xiaocang's internal energy has not increased much, his meridians are wider than those of some masters who have practiced for decades. He can mobilize and condense more internal energy in the same time, greatly increasing the intensity of the instantaneous burst of power.

    He exploded the force condensed from his internal energy, forming countless tiny air needles, which were released through the crystal at the top of the staff.  Strictly speaking, this is not magic, but Alpha Crystal follows fixed physical principles and converts the energy of the Alpha particles contained and attached to Yan Xiaocang's internal force, and further increases the energy.

    So, the tiny air needles turned into flakes, like countless flying knives, flying to every corner of the bar along the trajectory.

    Yan Xiaocang thought of his previous method of dissolving magic. At that time, he used internal force like a blade to cut off the lines formed by the alpha particles, which seemed to be substantial.  Therefore, he followed the key points of "Northeast Style Man" and used the flying knives formed by internal force to carry out indiscriminate covering attacks on the entire bar.

    Even if Dr. Chu can control Yan Xiaocang's senses, he can cause him to have various illusions or hallucinations.  However, Yan Xiaocang can still move freely.  For example, when Yan Xiaocang was walking, Dr. Chu could only let Yan Xiaocang see the hallucinated scenery, but could not make him stop.

    In other words, Yan Xiaocang still has control over his body.

    ¡°In this bar, when Weita made trouble for Yan Xiaocang, Doctor Chu also used magic to control Weita¡¯s senses.  Wei Ta shot an arrow at Yan Xiaocang he saw, but it hit the wall in the opposite direction. The big hole is still there.  However, Wei Ta still shot the arrow after all.

    So, Yan Xiaocang regarded himself as a deaf and blind person. There were dozens of Dr. Chu in front of him, but he regarded himself as a late night without lights, in which he could not see or hear anything in total darkness.  If he really encounters this situation, how should he deal with it?

    Naturally, it is an indiscriminate and comprehensive attack like now.

    Under the influence of the staff, the flying knives transformed by internal force are as fast as bows and arrows, and their lethality is no worse than real flying knives.  A sound as dense as raindrops came to Yan Xiaocang's ears. Although he closed his eyes, he could still clearly see the "flying knives" with green light passing through the phantoms of Dr. Chu and shooting straight to the sofa, wall,  Ceiling, bar.

    How can you still see things when you close your eyes?  There was a sneer on Yan Xiaocang's lips.  Weita interfered with his visual nerves and allowed him to see what Weita wanted him to see. The result was that even if Yan Xiaocang closed his eyes, those scenes would still be transmitted to his mind.

    However, as a practitioner of Eastern martial arts, Yan Xiaocang does not only rely on vision and hearing to determine the enemy's location.  In Eastern martial arts, there is a word like "Qi Ji" that Westerners cannot understand.  The opponent's breathing, body temperature, and even blood flow and hormone changes in the body can all be detected by martial artists.  Highly skilled martial artists can also sense when their opponent wants to attack and what moves to make.

    Yan Xiaocang's ability can only be regarded as a second-rate master in the hidden dragon and crouching tiger in the East, but the internal and external skills he practices are the most orthodox and outstanding skills.  His solid basic skills make him better than other martial artists of the same level in mastering Qi.

    ¡°Beyond the dozens of Dr. Chu¡¯s figures, Yan Xiaocang vaguely felt the presence of another person.  He wasn't sure whether this was a real feeling or an illusion given to him by Dr. Chu, so he needed to test it out.

    He clearly felt that the two flying knives formed by internal force disappeared in the void.  Where there was originally nothing, there seemed to be an obstacle suddenly.

    "When will the west wind come? Ruyan will return it silently!" Yan Xiaocang took out the dagger and threw it out without hesitation, and his body followed closely behind the dagger. The flame of the sword was like a huge red dragon, heading towards  Stab the space between the two sofas.

    The distance of three meters is just a leap for Yan Xiaocang.  The moment he started to move, a table suddenly appeared under his feet, and there were two sofas stacked in front of him. The bar table also moved over at some point, and the wall behind it blocked Yan Xiaocang's face.

    If he keeps his original speed, he will hit the wall.

    ??Anyone would have stopped if there was an extra wall in front of them when attacking. At least they would have to adjust their strength and attack methods.  But Yan Xiaocang didn't.  The speed remains unchanged, the direction remains unchanged, and the force remains unchanged.

    He still closed it tightlyEyes, he firmly believed that everything in front of him was an illusion. As long as it remained unchanged, he could expose the illusion forced on him by Dr. Chu.

    With a loud bang, Yan Xiaocang knocked over the heavy bar and hit the wine rack behind the bar.  The various famous wines that had survived the attack just now were completely destroyed and fell everywhere.

    Yan Xiaocang fought with all his strength, coupled with the sword Ximen Yejing gave him, the power was so powerful that even he himself could not imagine it.  The wall behind the bar is used to separate the lounge at the back and is also used for load-bearing purposes, so it is quite strong.  The thrown dagger stabbed a hole in the wall, and the sword held by Yan Xiaocangping in front of him easily penetrated through, and the force contained in it even opened a big hole in the wall.  And his body that moved forward unswervingly pushed straight through the wine rack and the wall, and rushed to the lounge behind the wall.

    The image in his mind disappeared. Yan Xiaocang opened his eyes and saw his sword grazing a fat man's neck and stabbing into the wall on the other side of the lounge. The fat man's face turned pale and he stared at him in horror, his thick lips not clear.  Stay trembling.

    What I saw this time was no longer an illusion.

    It turns out that Dr. Chu activated the magic the moment Yan Xiaocang appeared, and then slipped into the lounge.  Although Yan Xiaocang is a monk hunter, he has not learned any magic yet, so when fighting with others, he must habitually use the oriental martial arts that he is best at. Dr. Chu has expected this a long time ago, and is also worried about being beaten by Yan Xiaocang.  Cang was hit "accidentally", so he found a safe place to hide.

    Unexpectedly, Yan Xiaocang could wake up so quickly after being affected by hallucinations and accurately find Dr. Chu's location through the wall.

    I never expected that Yan Xiaocang would fight in the most brutal way regardless of the cost.  The large human-shaped hole in the wall proves the terrifying power of Yan Xiaocang's attack just now.

    The light from the sword body sent a scorching temperature, reminding Dr. Chu that if he hadn't dodged in time, a black hole would have been stabbed in his body.

    In shock, Dr. Chu could no longer maintain the magic, and everything in the bar returned to normal.

    Yan Xiaocang didn¡¯t give Dr. Chu a chance to cast the spell again. He let go of the sword inserted into the wall and punched Dr. Chu¡¯s bulging belly.

    Dr. Chu is a monk hunter after all. Even if he has done some physical exercise, he does not have as strong muscles as a warrior hunter.  For warrior hunters, the muscles in the lower abdomen have undergone special training and have strong resistance to blows.  Dr. Chu's lower abdomen was full of fat, and Yan Xiaocang's entire fist sank deeply into it, but it didn't even touch his internal organs.

    Fat can buffer external attacks, so Yan Xiaocang drew out his fist and punched again.

    If he had sufficient internal strength, Yan Xiaocang could use the force of "Dongfeng Po" to penetrate deeply into Dr. Chu's body and directly explode his internal organs.  Unfortunately, in the fight just now, he had exhausted almost all his internal energy and could only punch him.  Suddenly, the rest room was filled with the sound of banging guns and Dr. Chu's screams.

    I have to admit that for Yan Xiaocang, who is full of anger, this style of play is more relieving.  After all, Dr. Chu was a unique eight-star hunter. He actually killed him before he was convicted, and Yan Xiaocang became a criminal who killed people in the safe zone.  It would be a better idea to beat him until he loses the ability to resist and then hand him over to the Hunter Management Committee.

    Performing magic requires concentration, and controlling other people's senses requires full concentration, without any distraction or relaxation.  Under Yan Xiaocang's heavy punch, all Dr. Chu could do was protect his vitals and keep screaming, without any resistance.  Whenever he wanted to cast magic, the huge pain interrupted his spell-casting.

    If you continue like this, you will be dead.  Dr. Chu tried hard to turn his head and received a punch in the chest. Before the new attack came, he shouted: "Stop!"

    Yan Xiaocang¡¯s fist stopped in the air.

    Dr. Chu has been studying spiritual magic intensively, and infused a few alpha particles that were easily condensed into his hurried cry, which finally gave Yan Xiaocang some relief.

    "I admit that I was wrong, and I will surrender! The Dream Leaf Grass is worth hundreds of billions of Dream Coins, and I will give it all to you! You don't have to worry about money in this life. There is also my staff, and my experience in learning magic.  , give them all to you! I have saved tens of billions of dream coins, and they are all yours, as long as you don¡¯t hit me again!"

    Dr. Chu¡¯s fat face was covered in bruises and bruises, so swollen that he couldn¡¯t even see his eyes.  There was blood in his nose and at the corners of his mouth, but it didn't affect his speaking speed.  His voice was high and fast, and he finished the sentence in one breath, as if he was worried that he would get punched a few more times if he slowed down.

    Tens of billions!  Hundreds of billions!

    Since arriving at Qimeng Paradise, Yan Xiaocang has gradually become less and less interested in money.?Attention paid.  Because here, even if you don't do highly dangerous and highly rewarded tasks, you can still earn a steady stream of rewards worth hundreds of thousands or millions.  Although the expenses are high, after all, as long as he saves a little, it is enough for his mother to live a comfortable life outside.

    However, when Yan Xiaocang heard that hundreds of billions of Dream Coins were at his fingertips, he couldn't help but hesitate.  He had heard people say in the past that the so-called richest man in the world only had tens of billions of dollars in assets. Who would have thought that he would also have the opportunity to become the richest man in the world?

    However, he only hesitated for a moment. The man who was beaten into a pig's head in front of him was not a kind person: "What do I need so much money for? Holding it until death?" After saying that, he swung his fist in the air again.  passed.

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    I almost cried when I saw that book review.

    ? 7 years ago, I started out in Jinghe¡¯s backyard and worked hard with countless friends.  Over the past seven years, people have come and gone like a tide, but there are always a few people around us who are unswervingly hammering away at our dreams word by word.

    I am a very stupid author. I have no aura or speed. The only thing I rely on is persistence and never give up.
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