A Lei, known as the "Queen of Gu", has never recruited any disciples in the long years. It is not that she has not encountered talented wizards, just because teaching people is a very troublesome thing. Whether it is Gu magic or physical skills,
She had no intention of passing it on to anyone else.
By now Lin Xi should understand what a rare blessing it is to be taught her unique skills by A Lei personally. However, in the following training, Lin Xi only felt that life is for practice.
According to Alei's explanation, the three-step flash is a jumping movement that instantly brings nerve reflex arcs and muscles to an unprecedented state of coordination. The key to this movement is to equip your reflex nerves and ligaments with non-biological explosive power.
In order to achieve this effect, extreme weight-bearing is required. Instead of tying sandbags to Lin Xi, Alei used a giant centipede as long as the human body, called a titanium centipede, to tie her feet. The centipede's tentacles were inserted into
It entered her flesh and directly loaded gravity onto the fragile ligaments, making it look as scary as a puncture operation.
It was in this bloodshot state that Lin Xi needed to perform various exercises, such as kicking, running, frog jumping and even rope skipping.
What’s even more frightening is that a titanium centipede weighs 30 kilograms. Each section is as hard as titanium. It is extremely difficult to bend the knees. Sometimes the force is too strong and the titanium centipede’s tentacles will bend if you bend hard.
It was as painful as a torn ligament. Although Lin Xi was learning the three-step flash, A Lei taught her a unique way of exerting force.
Ale never forces others to do things they don’t want to do. Almost every time when Lin Xi faints from exhaustion and wakes up, Ale will ask a supplementary question, “Do you still want to continue?”
Lin Xi was so hesitant every time, but in the end he gritted his teeth and persevered. In order to concentrate on training, Lin Xi sent Shisan a text message when he saw the titanium centipede, "I have something to do, competition
Come back before we start.”
After 2 minutes, Thirteen replied with a shorter message, "As long as you know what you are doing."
Lin Xi originally thought that Thirteen would scold him, because he had just said that the most important thing before training was to relax, but Lin Xi went to the training camp in the opposite direction. Thinking that Thirteen might have changed and become more tolerant. But maybe that's it.
Like Sister 9 said, Thirteen has never changed?
Just when Lin Xi was sharpening his skills before the battle, Tong came to the Intelligence Collection Section of the Logistics Department of the Underworld Bureau. Tong wanted to see the section chief, but he was sent to the section chief's office after being notified. The identity of Xiao Torpedo's daughter allowed her to
Entering such a secret place is considered a disguised form of favoritism, right?
The laughing torpedo goes out to do business. Although it is called a night falcon, it does not mean that it is only active at night. The torpedoes are busy during the day and the torpedoes at night.
Bored, Tong fell asleep on the sofa in his father's office. It wasn't until 6 p.m. that Torpedo rushed back to the room.
Looking at his daughter curled up on the sofa, Torpedo took a coat and gently covered his daughter's body with no intention of waking her up.
But the torpedo had just approached the sofa, and Tong, who was asleep, smiled slightly and said, "Dad, you're late when you come back."
"Your ability to sense the spiritual energy around you has become stronger, and you have been practicing hard recently." Laughing Torpedo smiled. Tong's early warning ability was even better than his own back then.
"Dad, I have signed up to participate in the annual skills training. I am teaming up with Shisan, as well as Lin Xi and Jing Xiaoxiao. We are called Shisan's Nie Yuan. Isn't it awesome?" Tong said as if he had taken the exam and got the third grade.
One child showed off to his parents.
"I basically already knew before you arrived at the Underworld Bureau in the morning. The skills training is a stage for investigators to show themselves and to better hone their will and skills. I have always encouraged you to join this kind of group.
Activities. As your first time participating in a competition, following Thirteen is a very good starting point.
As an investigator, this guy is extremely unreliable and lustful, but as the captain of the training team, he is a rare general. Wait, are you just here to tell me this? "Laughing Torpedo
reacted.
"Well, dad, I'm here to get mom's things back." Tong nodded seriously.
"Baby girl, you should remember that I told you that I kept this item for you, and I will give it to you only after you have the ability to control your emotions. You have been doing very well over the years, and I
I planned to give it back to you as an eighteenth birthday gift. But you suddenly had an accident like that..." Laughing Torpedo leaned against the desk.
"Dad, I need that gift, I need to become stronger. This is the first time someone believes in me and is willing to be a teammate with me, and I don't want to let everyone down. My benefactor said that when we signed up, we were going for the championship. I think
, when I signed up, I decided that I must send my benefactor to the altar of champion." Tong's eyes were so firm, without a trace of hesitation, which made the Laughing Torpedo look at him with admiration.
"Tong, you've grown up." Laughing Torpedo didn't say anything more. He opened the secret vault behind the wall and took out a wooden box from a package covered with spells. Even the box was covered with yellow spells.
.
Laughing Torpedo used his cut finger with a paper knife and used the bloody blade to cut open the talisman around the box. This was the only way to open the box. Otherwise, even if it was burned with fire, there would be no way to open the talisman's box.
Laughing Torpedo opened the box in front of Tong De, and what lay safely inside the velvet lining was actually the handle of a Japanese samurai sword.
The hilt of the ancient sword is extremely exquisite in workmanship, with a mark of a blooming chrysanthemum engraved on the hilt. This is the 800-year-old national treasure-level ancient sword "Kiku-ichimonji norimune"!
This sword was made by Ichimonji Norimune, a famous swordsmith in Japan. In that era when monsters were rampant, this sword was polished from the remains of the leg bones of the Daitengu. It is on the same level as Oniki or even stronger.
Demon hunting weapons.
Later, it lived among the people and became the sword of Okita Souji, the leader of Japan's new writing group. After years of suffering from the blood of humans and demons, it became extremely powerful. But in the end, the owner used it to fight against Yuki Onna.
That's it. Yuki-onna was injured by it, but the blade of the sword was also shattered, leaving the hilt empty for her own use.
In the final battle of annihilation, Yuki Onna held this Kiku Ichimonji norimune and singled out hundreds of demon hunting investigators from China and Japan who had cooperated. When she died with hatred, she sealed a large amount of spiritual power in the hilt, allowing them to
It contains the evil spirit of the demon, but also makes it stronger.
Laughing Torpedo has always hoped that Tong could maintain her humanity and stay away from things that might awaken her demonic bloodline. But she cannot confirm her achievements without facing challenges. What belongs to Tong will eventually be returned to Tong.
Tong Zizai had only seen the Kikuichi Monji norimune once in his memory, and that was when his mother was holding it to kill a demon hunting investigator. Her mother deftly condensed the ice and snow into an indestructible blade, which seemed to be sharper than the original blade of Kikuichi Monji norimune.
Tong picked up the heavy handle of the knife, and the familiar feeling was like holding his mother's hand. The demon spirit was strong, but Tong showed no other abnormalities.
"Learn how to control it. Once you can hold it and maintain your human form, you have integrated into this world." Laughing Torpedo said softly, "Do you still remember the first principle dad told you?"
"Never let yourself become a mission of the Underworld Bureau. Dad, I remember it." Tong put the sword hilt back into the box and closed it.
"Well, go ahead. Don't forget the principles at any time. Please also remember that dad is always by your side and will never let you get hurt." Laughing Torpedo affirmed.
Night fell quietly, and it was a hurried night. Thirteen carried dozens of bottles of Coke and played video games all night; Lin Xi learned the three-step dodge under the possession of the titanium centipede; Tong spent performance points purchasing in Black Eden
Props; Jing Xiaoxiao must seize the time to complete her research, because the skill training will interrupt her research for 15 days.
The investigator's world is small, and even old friends from many years ago can easily find each other; the investigator's world is also very large, with various stories happening in every corner at every moment.
Just like this moment, a Boeing 737 passenger plane landed on the runway of the Imperial Capital Airport. Numerous passengers carrying large and small bags crowded into a dispatch truck. Two second-generation Hao people in the car were carrying boxes to show off that they were having a feast.
I played with so many green tea girls online that my voice was a bit loud and harsh.
A young man wearing vinyl-rimmed glasses like a student, with an ANTA limited edition red sports backpack hanging on his chest, was standing in front of them reading a book. The red envelope with the word "China" embroidered with yellow silk thread was a bit eye-catching.
"Friend, can you be quiet?" the young man said politely to his two friends.
"You are looking for a fight, aren't you? Believe it or not, I will blow your glasses off with one punch?" One of the guards raised his fist to show off.
"Sure enough, a person's quality cannot be measured by his clothes." The young man sighed and put away the book.
With a bang, the door next to the dispatch car disintegrated into a pile of bright red molten iron that splashed on the airport floor. The glass and iron were dissolved into a liquid state.
The two rich men were thrown out with screams. Thank God they did not fall into the molten iron, otherwise they would have been scalded to death.
The dispatch vehicle that was in trouble drove directly into the guard warehouse nearby. The passengers in the vehicle were stunned and had no idea what the young man had done.
"As you can see, they threatened to beat me first. I was just acting in self-defense. Don't be afraid. I am a serious civil servant of the country and I am a good person." The young man pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and smiled at the passengers.
road.
One hour later than expected, the young man showed his ID to a group of anti-terrorism agents armed with live ammunition, and left the airport after receiving confirmation. This caused trouble to those waiting for the flight, and among them, there was a man in a suit and ties.
With a height of 9.180cm and 7cm high heels, Gaomei almost no man dared to stop around her. The long wait did not make her face look any strange. It was not until the young man carrying a red envelope came out that the corners of her mouth smiled slightly.
He moved and murmured a name to himself, "God of Fire..."