Miyamoto Yishin stood at the door of the VIP suite holding a persimmon fruit basket. Two black chaos stretched out their left hands to block his way. Their right hands touched the waist of his back, and their brows were full of businesslike indifference.
"Identified." Miyamoto, who had been prepared for a long time, put down the fruit basket and turned out the ID hanging in his jacket. The female blackmailer took out the scanner and swiped the barcode on it, turning her head after confirming the other party's identity.
He nodded slightly towards his two companions.
"Please go through the procedure again." The female commissioner picked up the fruit basket on the ground and tore off the transparent plastic film and began to inspect everything. Isshin Miyamoto also consciously stood against the wall and began to search his body, leaving no gaps from the cuffs to the trousers.
Seeing Hei Chao next to him gesturing for him to take off his shoes and socks, Miyamoto felt a little weird. He glanced at the other male commissioner guarding the door. The other man's one hand was hidden in his windbreaker and he was obviously holding on to it.
With a gun pointed at him, this high level of vigilance is simply incredible.
Although they usually want to visit important members of the family, such as those high-ranking elders, the heads of the eight surnamed Sheqi families also need to go through some fixed procedures, but never like today, every step of the process is so strict.
There was no room for error, which made him feel wary that he was not here to visit a patient but to see the chairman.
"Take a bite." The female commissioner handed an apple with a trademark label from the fruit basket to Ryoichi.
"This is for patients." Miyamoto took the apple and glanced at him.
"Take a bite." The female commissioner emphasized her words again. Seeing Miyamoto wholeheartedly rejecting her, the two black supers behind her took a step forward, showing bad looks on their faces.
Isshin Miyamoto nodded, took a piece of toilet paper from the room service cart nearby, wiped the apple, and took a bite. The pulp was full of juice, and he chewed it for a few times before swallowing it into his stomach.
"Open your mouth and lift your tongue," the female commissioner said, and Miyamoto obeyed wholeheartedly.
After checking that Isshin Miyamoto had indeed eaten the apple, the female commissioner took out her mobile phone again: "The last step, who is your sponsor?"
"Shio Miyamoto." Isshin Miyamoto said calmly.
The three Executive Bureau commissioners were all startled. Unexpectedly, Isshin Miyamoto actually reported the name of the head of the Miyamoto family, one of the eight heads of the family.
But despite this, the process was completed in a few steps. The female commissioner immediately called the head of the Miyamoto family and began to ask if there was such a visit today, and whether the person visiting the doctor could look like the person he recommended.
, and then let Miyamoto speak a few words to match the voiceprint, and then all the processes are completed.
"Please come in." The female commissioner opened the door to the suite for Miyamoto Isshin, and gave him some inexplicable instructions before entering: "Keep quiet after entering, and don't disturb him."
*
Miyamoto walked into the suite with all his heart and was stunned.
If his memory is correct, this VIP suite located on the 33rd floor of Genji Heavy Industries should be decorated in a European simple style with warm brown and red colors. When you walk into the entrance from the main entrance, you will see a red leather sofa facing it.
The living room is furnished with a red crystal coffee table and a New Zealand wool carpet. There are log bookshelves at the corners to divide the beauty of the space. In order to improve the quality of life of the guests, a thermostatic wine cabinet originating from Germany is specially prepared to store a lot of it.
Good wine.
But now all these things have disappeared, replaced by brand-new fitness equipment, stainless steel horizontal bars, treadmills, wind resistance exercise bikes, and a larger solid barbell. Finally, a table is laid out in the center of the living room.
A round black yoga blanket replaces the wool blanket.
This place has been converted into a gym.
Miyamoto was a little dazed as he was carrying the fruit basket. At first glance, he caught the sight of a boy standing quietly in the deepest part of the living room, facing the floor-to-ceiling window that crowded the streets of Tokyo in the afternoon.
It is actually not accurate to say that it is standing still, because no one holds a barbell weighing fifty kilograms in their hands when standing still.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Lin Nian was breathing steadily. His muscles were tense and his blood vessels were slightly protruding. He was holding a barbell with half of the weight plate removed in his hand like a sword. The huge weight forced him to fall forward, but he couldn't fall.
Because there was a fragile floor-to-ceiling window in front of him, once the barbell tipped down, it would smash the glass and cause him to fall from the height of the 33rd floor.
He has been standing for half an hour, and his movements are not out of shape at all. The white T-shirt on his body is wet with sweat and clings to the angular hard muscles. The floor under his feet is full of water stains. A piece of toilet paper that accidentally fell on it has been
It was completely stuck to the ground and soaked until it was soft, and it would be torn off in the middle with just a little tug, which shows how long and arduous the whole process was.
Feeling that his body's functions had reached the estimated level of fatigue, Lin Nian finally took half a step back to break the still movement. He raised the barbell above his head and swung it down as calmly as possible (to avoid facial compensation), which was scary.
The evil wind falls with great strength and sweat. If there is someone standing in front of him, the other person will feel that a mountain peak is collapsing towards him. There is no escape from the towering sun, and the pressure and terror are even there.
The air was all sucked away and it was suffocating.
The barbell swings and stops from top to bottom, which completes a "prime vibration".
The muscle bundles and steel bars on Lin Nian's hands and arms are usually tangled together to withstand the force of tearing. If this kind of exercise method were used by others, the only outcome would be dislocation or fracture of both arms, and muscle fibers breaking or dissolving. Even for ordinary mixed-race species, even
Even the 'A'-level hybrids who prefer physical fitness would not adopt this kind of training method with obvious masochistic tendencies, and of course no one could complete this kind of overload training.
At least Miyamoto felt that he was not good enough. He could complete three to four times of this level of "Su Zhen" at most, and then he would have to go to the hospital to be admitted to the orthopedics department, or he would die of cardiopulmonary failure due to muscle dissolution before he even got to the hospital.
When you get to the hospital, you don't need to send her to the emergency room. You can just transfer her to the morgue to freeze and wait for cremation.
However, during the period when he paused in a daze, Lin Nian had already performed ten consecutive vibrating movements. Each movement was extremely strict. It was like a ruthless vibrating machine. The only drawback was that there was some oil leakage.
(sweat), if this continues, even if the muscles and bones can withstand it, the body will run out of water first.
By the time he reached his twentieth stroke, Isshin Miyamoto could almost feel the painful groans of the boy's muscles under his skin. There was no doubt that the boy's standing still before he started to stroke had consumed a huge amount of energy from his body.
The energy, arms, thighs, and every stress-responsive part of the body should have reached a limit, but after reaching the limit, he actually still needs to perform aerobic exercise like Su Zhen. This kind of physical fitness and endurance is simply beyond the scope of 'human'.
At the thirty-fifth moment when the barbell was swung down, Miyamoto observed with all his heart that Lin Nian's movements changed from sluggish and completely regular movements to mistakes, which meant that the opponent had truly reached the limit of his body. Each additional movement was added.
It is a challenge beyond the limit for the body.
Thirty-sixth, Su Zhen's movements are much slower, but the movements are still standard. However, in Su Zhen's fast downward and fast upward movements, the slow speed represents greater difficulty and physical exertion. The principle is the same as
The same applies to slow push-ups and pull-ups. Any normal fitness expert can do forty pull-ups in one minute. But if you want to slow down and complete one push-up or pull-up slowly in one minute, it may take a lot.
It is difficult for people to do it.
Su Zhen maintained the slow motion to the 39th position. When he reached the 40th position, Miyamoto discovered that Lin Nian's movements began to go out of shape. The height of the barbell raised to the 'eye-level' position was not high enough.
The angle of the barbell began to deviate, and even the standing legs began to tremble slightly.
That's it, any further work would be completely useless. Miyamoto thought wholeheartedly.
The fortieth Su Zhen has not yet fallen. It seems that Lin Nian has also heard Miyamoto Isshin's thoughts. He is holding the barbell high as if he is brewing, waiting for his physical strength to recover? But the pressure of this weight, even if it is maintained,
The movement of "Zhengyan" without moving is a terrible drain on physical energy, and there is no point in delaying it any longer.
The time remained deadlocked for half a minute. Miyamoto Isshin also stood at the door without saying a word for half a minute. When he wanted to speak out to dissuade Lin Nian, the situation changed.
If Lin Nian's face was facing Miyamoto Isshin, the latter would have discovered that the former had closed his eyes half a minute ago. His expression was as hard and calm as a diamond in a Buddhist temple, and the sweat sliding down his cheeks was like spring water.
The green leaves generally gathered on the chin, and just when the sweat drops were about to break through the ultimate tension and roll down, something strange happened.
Lin Nian opened his eyes and faced the setting sun in Tokyo, which was all red. The color of his eyes was even more brilliant than the falling gold behind the red clouds.
White mist rises from the body, the sweat in the spring is evaporated by the high temperature in an instant, the blood flows freely in the blood vessels like thawing spring water, and every cell breathes wantonly like spring buds breaking stones, unparalleled power
Welling up in the limbs and bones.
He was 'bloody'.
Lion Heart Society, bloodline refining technology, once violently bloody.
The limit of physical fitness has been defeated, and the threshold of physical collapse has skyrocketed again. The barbell, which is as heavy as a mountain, is as light as a feather in the hand. Su Zhen breaks through from forty times to fifty, sixty times in an instant.
, seventy times! The number of times was no longer a shackle, and he even began to pursue speed. The sound of the howling wind in the hall was like a tidal wave, and the mist after the sweat evaporated spread from the body surface, inadvertently revealing the mist.
The middle eye has a frightening golden color, like a ghost or a god.
When the steady stream of strength climbed to its peak, new changes occurred again.
An unknown territory expanded silently, filling the living room of the entire suite, and continued to expand outward until it covered the area of Genji Heavy Industries, which was three floors above and below based on the thirty-third floor, and then stopped.
.
In the center of the field, Elder Lin exhaled and exhaled the white mist snake. A sense of fatigue finally emerged in his golden eyes. He looked back behind him and saw Miyamoto holding a fruit basket in front of the suite door.
Isshin's blinking action was suddenly paused, his eyelids were stagnant with half of the whites of his eyes exposed, his teeth were parted and closed behind his slightly opened lips, and his tongue was frozen.
Yan Ling·Time Zero.
*
Shi Zero is a word spirit who bends the rules.
This was Lin Nian's first thought after he took the initiative to open the 'Time Zero' realm three days ago.
After returning from the trip to the Paradise Pavilion, it was logical that Lin Nian discovered that he had completely mastered the preliminary skills of 'violent blood'.
What violent blood brings to mixed-bloods is the refinement of blood. Purer blood represents more violent power, and power is never limited to the size of the work done on the body. In the world of dragons, there is always a kind of power.
What is born with brilliance and power that relies on bloodline is the power of language, the spirit of speech, that uses dragon language as a medium to rewrite the rules of the world.
The bloodline refining technology undoubtedly brought Lin Nian's own bloodline past the critical blood limit. The moment he took the initiative to bleed, he could feel that he had crossed an indescribable 'line'. He did not step on this foot.
But at the bottom of the pool, he can feel what a vast sea he is facing. Rolling on the sea is the power and power of the Dragon Clan. Only when he can truly touch the power of his ankles can the hybrid race truly defeat the Dragon King.
Rushed into heartfelt awe and fear.
Speaking of Time Zero, the new power that Lin Nian realized, Shi Zero and Setsuna have the same origin. They belong to the Word Spirit under the lineage of the King of Sky and Wind. On the Word Spirit Periodic Table, Setsuna is the lower Word Spirit of Time Zero.
After the bloodshed, I realized that time zero is not something that is difficult to accept, but rather it is reasonable.
In the words of Principal Ange, only the best among Setsuna users can touch the threshold of Time Zero. Even if these people do not rely on violent blood, they can evolve their speech spirits into a high-level Time Zero.
Among them, the person closest to this threshold in history is Silver Wing Charlotte. According to Angers, if everyone survives 'that day', then it is very likely that the peak user of Time Zero will not be him.
No, it was Viscount Charlotte who was his predecessor.
Lin Nian used violent blood to reach the threshold of Time Zero, which was regarded as a "shortcut". Therefore, it is difficult to compare him with his predecessors in history, but there is no doubt that he controlled the complete version of Time Zero.
, has a 'domain' of his own, within which he acts like a ghost in time, and the specific effects are similar to the 'instant' speed force.
But as he became more familiar with time zero, Lin Nian also keenly discovered that there was an essential difference between time zero and an instant.
For example, the similarity is that in the realm of time zero after a bloodbath, he can slow down one second to twenty times. Coupled with his good base speed, the sudden burst of speed in reality can be touched.
The tail of the sixth-level Setsuna. In the eyes of others, when he uses 'Time Zero', he behaves the same as when he uses 'Setsuna'. Both of them reach an incredible high speed to complete various things, and this also extends to
Here comes the interesting difference.
——At the high speed of Time Zero, he himself will not receive any load penalty.
For example, when he pushed Setsuna to the fifth level for the first time, high-speed movement would cause his body to tear and blood vessels to be damaged, but this situation would not occur at all in Time Zero. He moved at full speed in Time Zero, in the field.
Under the influence, the actual speed in reality even exceeds the threshold of level 5 to level 6 in an instant, and in this case, he himself will never suffer any physical damage.
The double speed of the moment completely accelerates metabolism and nerve reflexes, while Time Zero seems to have completely blunted the effect of time on himself, so Lin Nian thinks that the word spirit of Time Zero has distorted the world to a certain extent.
rule.
Even Time Zero has been distorted to this extent. It is hard to imagine what kind of changes the King of Sky and Wind will bring to the world. Every time he thinks of this, Lin Nian can't help but feel that whether he is Time Zero or a fifth-level
He was so weak and powerless for a moment.
Facing the fierce ghosts organized by dangerous hybrids, he seemed to be somewhat powerless. If he really faced off against pure-blood dragons, third-generation species, second-generation species, and even dragon kings, he would really be able to defeat the other party's with great speed.
Cut off the head?
He had never felt his own weakness like he did now. With this thought in mind, Lin Nian inevitably began to fully develop the violent blood and time zero, as well as train his endurance and explosive power.
In the living room of the VIP suite that had been transformed into a gym, Lin Nian put down the barbell, picked up the energy drink on the ground and took a sip. He looked back at Miyamoto who was holding a fruit basket at the door as if the world modulator had pressed the pause button.
One mind.
Under the acceleration of Time Zero, it is probably difficult for the opponent to clearly see his action of bending down to get water, right? If he cancels Time Zero now, the opponent will probably suddenly find that he has an extra bottle of energy drink in his hand.
Lin Nian was about ten meters away from Miyamoto Isshin. He couldn't help but wonder if he suddenly launched an attack at this time and rushed towards the opponent with the purpose of killing people. Would the opponent be able to react and take defensive actions?
Lin Nian didn't know, but he had always been a man who did what he said. With the intention of testing Time Zero, he put down the energy drink, walked towards Miyamoto Isshin at the speed of a normal person, and raised his finger.
Poke the other person's eyes.
When he was nearly four meters away, Lin Nian noticed that Miyamoto Isshin had made a move. He let go of the fruit basket in his right hand. While the fruit basket slowly fell to the ground, he quickly tried to raise his hands, probably because he wanted to
He had to block in front of his face, but the process of this action was too slow. Even the mummy grandma moved faster than him.
But at least Miyamoto Isshin still reacted to Lin Nian walking leisurely. The hybrid of 'A' grade blood was still able to capture Lin Nian's movements in Time Zero.
"Can I be faster?" Lin Young sighed loudly, reached out to catch the fruit basket suspended in the air, turned and walked towards the yoga mat in the middle of the living room, preparing to touch the realm of time zero.
If it were the director of the executive bureau, the situation would be different if he was born as a man, right?
Lin Nian looked at Miyamoto and thought idly. He was deeply impressed by Yuan Zhisheng's terrifying reaction speed and strong physical fitness on the Tokyo Night GT-R.
Sheng suppressed him without even using his word spirit from the beginning to the end. The monster's limits should be far beyond that. If there was a real fight between Lin Nian and him, it would be difficult to say who would win or lose.
It would be better if it were faster...
But any faster would only be to increase the speed of time zero, or to the level of an instant. Both methods are difficult to achieve in one go, unless he can find some other shortcut.
shortcut.
Unprovoked, a 'castle in the air'-like conjecture suddenly emerged from Lin Nian's mind. When this idea came into his mind, he couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows. He looked back and raised his hands with great effort.
Miyamoto Isshin in front of his chin.
If I could do that in Time Zero——
*
Miyamoto threw away the fruit basket and reflexively raised his arms to block the black shadow and strong wind that suddenly hit in front of him. However, after waiting for a few seconds, the attack did not come as expected. Instead, he heard the sound of heavy objects in his ears.
The sound of falling to the ground.
Miyamoto, who frowned in confusion, put down his hand and looked towards the living room, then was stunned.
Lin Nian, who was exercising in the empty living room, disappeared inexplicably. The fruit basket he brought was placed on the black yoga mat. And most importantly, not far away, a humanoid object covered in blood had its head stuck into the wall.
Hanging from above, Mandy's screams (screams) rang out in the thick-walled room.