In the arena behind the bar, visibility was less than ten centimeters.
The sixty-five members of the Lu Academy fought vigorously. The collision of fists, feet, shoulders and knees brought up scorching strong winds. Dozens of strands of boiling copper-colored inner energy hit and vibrated back and forth, tirelessly crushing the mountains of human figures on the ground.
Into pieces.
Blood and fire covered the entire arena space, leaving only a little blank space in the center.
Liang De sat cross-legged in a place similar to the eye of a typhoon, polishing his body with steel-like forging techniques while chatting with people on Tongxu.
Two days ago, his physical strength had stabilized above the acceptable line for forging, and it had also entered a period of slow growth.
Dong Cunzhen did not ask his disciples to increase their efforts, but told them to continue forging while he was thinking of new methods, so as to keep Liang De's thick iron in a "hot" state so that he could start at any time.
Liang De's main role now is to set up a large-scale pain communication platform for those dozens of muscle guys. He does not need to devote himself wholeheartedly, so he can be distracted and make full use of the fragmented time.
As soon as he has free computing power, he will remotely direct the Sandpiper Hunter project, or learn about the progress of academic exchanges between Mo Feisheng and Monk Tokheng through Sun Xunqiao.
Liang De carefully looked at the three-dimensional renderings of the Sandpiper Hunter Professional Edition, solemnly issued the order to move the gun position forward by 5 nanometers, and turned off the half-screen frame where he was talking to R&D Assistant Zhang Mozhu.
He waited another nine and three-quarters of a second before "Sun Xunqiao" answered his video call.
"Didn't you just ask me this morning? Why are you asking me again this afternoon?" Sun Xunqiao said angrily as soon as the call was connected.
In the past two days, Liang De was more annoying than a fly. He asked questions day and night, which disturbed Sun Xunqiao so much that he even considered deleting him.
"Senior brother, sometimes doing academic work is like giving birth to a baby. There is no movement at all in the morning, but suddenly it is born in the afternoon. This happens a lot.
Well, how was the discussion between Director Mo and Master Tokachi?"
"I'm going to show you again. It's the last time today. If you contact me again, I will block you. Don't say it was unforeseen.
Your senior brother, I still have something important to be busy with, it is a life-long matter, please give me some understanding."
Liang Dedao: "Senior brother, you have stopped your journey of searching for food and have gone back to the Shaolin on the other side to avoid the limelight. What else is important? The three of them have come together as a group to climb mountains and worship Buddha?"
Sun Xunqiao: "What do you know? Long-term peace cannot be achieved. The truce period is the most critical time. We stay away from fighting and killing. I communicate with them through communication, make gentle words and follow good intentions, and this is how we enter.
What I’m good at is online dating…online communication.”
As Sun Xunqiao was talking, the picture on his side suddenly blurred, and Liang De could only see a group of white dots.
"Senior brother, you are gone."
"I've arrived outside the Mosaic Academy. Both Director Mo and Master Shisheng have released their inner energy. Each holds half of the sky. The interference here is too serious and I can't get a clear picture. I got closer and took a look... Wait a minute.
.”
"These two are not going to fight."
"You don't have murderous intent. How else would I be able to get so close? Do you have a high score in martial arts cultivation?"
In the video screen, the group of white dots representing Sun Xunqiao suddenly stopped, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying, and he lay down cautiously on the ground.
"Brother, what's wrong?"
"I just saw Director Dong coming over. Junior brother, it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time. I will leave first.
Director Mo and Uncle Shi Sheng are still comparing notes there, there is nothing new, I will come and check it out for you after Director Dong leaves."
Sun Xunqiao used his soul's ability to combine with the foreign objects and then crawled close to the ground, sliding out smoothly and roundly.
"Brother, there is no need to be so afraid."
"You haven't been in school long, so you don't know. Director Dong is overly enthusiastic. When he sees a good figure, he likes to beat him twice for fun. It hurts like hell, but it may not be beneficial. We have made statistics privately.
The probability of successful reinforcement after guidance and beating is less than 18%.
My physical body has been taking good care of myself recently, but it would be terrible if he targeted me."
"Then you can't escape Director Dong's eyes even if you lie down."
"You don't understand. If Director Dong sees that I'm a coward, he probably won't beat me up. This is called hiding one's strength and biding one's time."
"Senior brother, your martial virtue is so strong that I am willing to be your inferior.
Then I’ll hang up now and talk to you later.”
…
Sun Xunqiao tried his best to hold back his breath and crept forward quietly. As expected, Dong Cunzhen just glanced at him with disgust and walked into Bodhidharma Academy, showing no interest in beating him up.
He glanced from a distance and saw Mo Feisheng, Shisheng and Dong Cunzhen discussing for a while, then each released a ray of inner energy, then pushed forward with two palms, moving up and down, as if they were rubbing something in the air.
The six palms moved repeatedly, and a round and translucent dark blue bead gradually took shape.
…
Late at night the next day, Dong Cunzhen stopped the muscle activities in the arena and called Liang De to the western bar.
Mr. Dong was sitting at the bar with a glass of water-cut whiskey in his hand.
He shook the wine glass gently, and the ice ball in the glass, which seemed to be made of grape juice, hit the outer wall and made a crisp sound.
Liang De's movements were a little slow. He sat on the bar chair at 0.8x speed and slowly put his hands on the table.
Liang De was not used to it suddenly becoming so hard, and was afraid that the movement would be too big and might break something.
He heard from Shan Futian that clubbing was one of Mr. Dong's few hobbies. After hunting, he would go to various bars in the other world to hang out, but he never let his disciples accompany him.
This Western-style bar was taken from somewhere else by Dong Cunzhen. It is one of his more cherished collections. It would be rude to accidentally break it somewhere.
After Liang De sat up slowly, Dong Cunzhen took a sip of wine and said:
"I talked with my friends and came up with a feasible method. This method requires your full cooperation, so I will tell you the principle first, and you should listen carefully.
Karma exists within you, carried by your outer shell.
My initial idea was to harden your inner self and show the edges and corners, so that the causes and conditions can protrude outward through your shell and influence the outside world more powerfully.
But you can’t figure out what you are and can’t shape yourself, so you have to change your mind.”
Dong Cunzhen held up the wine glass filled with grape-colored ice balls with his left hand, held the body of the glass with his right hand and pushed it down. The hard wall of the glass suddenly became as soft as rubber, and he turned it over.
The wine glass seemed to have been tipped over, and the remaining wine and ice balls at the bottom of the glass were completely exposed to the air.
"I'm going to turn you over so everything inside of you is exposed."