Liang De looked up at the sky, and saw a rain of strong energy roaring like thousands of needles and threads.
He immediately grabbed a black bookshelf, raised it above his head with both hands, poured a large amount of copper-colored inner energy into it, then spun it around, dancing into a black shield above his head to resist the countless plain white astral energy needles coming 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 anti-riot shield seized from the Maritime Science Department to cover himself tightly.
In this martial arts ethics, one word stands out: stability!
Liang De, the shield warrior, held his head high and roared at the thrips behind the heavy rain:
"The strike zone for straight men is not a lawless place. Don't think that just because you are a beautiful girl, you can do whatever you want! When it comes, it comes. Am I afraid of you? I tell you very clearly..."
Like a snowfall, the heavy rain of strong air drowned out the rest of Liang De's bad words. The black bookshelf and twelve-sided fine iron riot shield held above his head were wiped out by the pure and dazzling white. Liang De's figure was in the heavy rain of strong air.
The image becomes distorted and blurred, like a torrential summer rain that darkens the sky and darkens the sky, returning the pixels of the entire world to a low-quality era.
As the showers began to subside, Thrips walked across the ground that had been reduced by a few feet due to the strong rain. His military boots stepped on the place where Liang De originally stood, leaving only a little blood and bone meal.
The sclera of Thrip's eyeballs lit up slightly, and the hexagonal grid-shaped compound eye tattoo emerged, reflecting her eyes into steel blue.
The enemy detection circuit started to operate, and in Thrip's visual perception, trillions of various human cells were floating in the air ahead, like a giant amoeba, slowly escaping into the distance.
Liang De's martial arts soul carefully restrained himself from dispersing his body cells to an extent invisible to the naked eye, and floated away quietly with the help of air flow.
Being blasted by the body-breaking and nerve-shattering rain of gas just now, his martial arts soul was riddled with holes to the point where he could instantly kill a secret terror patient. The burns from the Baihe air bomb had not yet healed, and he was only a few steps away from being thrown into the street.
a step far.
Among the four techniques he majored in, the innate divine power and the steel-like body forging method were good at refining the body, the Xuanhai Xuanqi was good at turning the void into reality, and the only one good at refining the gods was the innate Gangqi because it was a low-quality, high-yield version.
As a major, I am still far away from reaching the realm of God through refining Gang.
Therefore, although Liang De's physical body has been running in the direction of a superior extraordinary creature, the miscellaneous martial arts soul is relatively fragile due to congenital deficiencies, which has become his biggest weakness now.
At the critical moment, Liang De used his natural power to disperse the cells in his body and fly outward, causing the number of cells distributed in every cubic meter of air to drop to less than 100 million, and the entire body spread into a vast space of more than 600,000 cubic meters.
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The average diameter of the cells is between 10 microns and 200 microns. Liang De spread all the cells into such a huge space, which is like throwing a bag of sugar into the sea.
Thrips' Gang Qi rain has a wide range, but after all, it is composed of countless Gang Qi needles.
Liang De had expanded his body to this point, and the thrips' full-strength attack could only hit less than one thousandth of his cells. It was nothing compared to the terrifying resilience of the super-speed regeneration of his natural divine power.
If the connection between the entire body and the martial soul is a thick rope, the connection between each cell and the martial soul is a thread that is thousands of times thinner than spider silk.
Innate Gangqi can damage the body and hurt the spirit, and the damage must be transmitted through the connection between form and spirit.
It can only hit less than one thousandth of the cells, and can only conduct damage through less than one thousandth of the links.
Even an unknown soul can bear this small injury.
Liang De has been studying the "Qingye Pediatric Society Parenting Encyclopedia (17th Edition)" carefully these days. With the guidance of advanced theories, the natural field therapy has improved, and the level of super-speed regeneration has improved by leaps and bounds.
As long as the martial arts soul is normal and his consciousness is immortal, even if there are only a few dozen cells left, he can continue to proliferate and differentiate various types of cells through 3D printing to reshape his body. His vitality is even better than rebirth with a drop of blood.
The reason why we don’t just take a few dozen cells to escape now is, firstly, because the meridian system is a miracle manifested with the body as the anchor point. If the body is too few, it will not be able to use all the extraordinary power in the meridians. Secondly, because Wuya
There was an extreme lack of nutrients in the forest. Without these cells, it would be extremely difficult for him to rebuild his body from scratch.
Fortunately, the thrips made no further movements.
Liang De used his martial arts soul to observe reality and saw Thrip's thin eyebrows frowning slightly, thinking about where he was.
The copy will disperse as soon as I die, and she won't think I'm dead.
You probably don't know where I've gone now, or you know my tactics but you don't have a way to break the situation.
Yes, according to the information from the Lu Academy of Sciences, Thrip only practices one move among the four postures of innate Gang Qi breaking the body. It only knows one move. When it comes and goes, it is like a rain of Gang Qi washing the ground. It is simple and direct.
If she could break the body in the Gangqi Feng Style, my 110 kilograms of recombinant materials would be completely lost today.
Among the four postures of Xiantian Gangqi, Rain, Moon, Wind and Snow, the first two are simple to learn, quick to master and easy to practice. Liang De, who is not equipped with Xiantian Gangqi, can also use it freely, but the power is lower.
Wind style and snow style require long-term practice and polishing to take shape, and they are not moves that can be learned immediately.
Liang De'an calmed down and used his martial arts soul to move with all his strength, dragging his body across hundreds of thousands of cubic meters to slowly move. During the movement, although he was nourished by his natural divine power, he still lost a lot of cells, which made him heartbroken.
These are all my hard-earned nutrients!
In Thrip's steel-blue eyes, the giant amoeba that Liang De transformed gradually drifted away. A look of disgust appeared on her face, but she finally made up her mind.
In the Purple Mansion, the brilliance of the thrips' steel-blue martial arts soul circulates, and the steel-blue true nature fragments continue to fall off from the martial arts soul and merge into the innate Gang Qi. The plain white inner Qi running in the meridians is dyed with a light layer of steel.
The cyan color becomes more intense and solid, and the cold light penetrates the body surface, creating a majestic and majestic look.
Thrip stood in the air, pure innate energy emanating from her meridians, turning her into a blazing steel-blue human form.
In the thrips' nearly transparent form illuminated by the cold and sharp energy, the route of the Hand-Taiyin Lung Meridian and the outline of the lungs emerged, appearing in a deep and thick steel-blue color, like the color of the cold sky before a heavy rainstorm.
Xiantian Gangqi mainly cultivates the twelve main meridians. Among the twelve main meridians, the hand-taiyin lung meridian with five elements belonging to gold is particularly important. Among the five internal organs, the lungs with five elements belonging to metal are especially important.
The blazing steel-green figure raised her head and inhaled. Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, the fog rippled, and all the airflow around her was attracted by the powerful force and rushed towards her blurred facial features under the blazing light.
Damn it! What kind of trick is this!
Liang De had no time to react. Under the interference of thrips, the control of cells by the martial arts soul was in danger like a kite string torn by a storm. Tens of trillions of cells were flying randomly, and only the cells that died due to the sudden loss of natural divine power nourished them.
Just a few million.
Thrips attract hundreds of thousands of cubic meters of air, continuously inhale it into the lungs to grind it with innate Qi, and then exhale it from the pores around the body, like a goddess who dominates the storm, destroying everything in the center of the air vortex.
As the wind roared, 15% of Liang De's cells had been filtered and killed by thrips, and his martial arts soul was also harmed at the same time.
"Oh, are you cosplaying with the air purifier? The air here does have an unpleasant smell. I'm here to help sterilize it."
In the sky, a girl in a sailor uniform with mechanical bat wings on her back smiled sweetly. She made imaginary drawings with her slender hands in the air. The sea-blue light flashed and a high-energy flamethrower was constructed.