Ye Han could see it clearly, and his eyebrows were filled with murderous intentions.
Of course, it's not based on his face, tone, micro-expression or anything like that. If he could understand those things, he wouldn't be 40-1.
Through his enhanced five senses, he discovered that the heartbeat of the splayed eyebrows was accelerating, the temperature on the face was rising, and most especially, a mass of internal energy was rising between the chest and abdomen, reaching the chest - he didn't know why, but he could see it.
There is a particularly good idiom, which expresses one's feelings directly. The eyebrows obviously express one's feelings.
Although the conversation between the two parties was half-literate, Ye Han generally understood it. He pushed for the next mile, ten kilometers, marathons, astronomical units, and light-year parsecs. These people did have a way to kill themselves, but...
Ye Han couldn't help but interrupt.
Save someone under the knife? There was a commotion in the crowd.
Don't they know it's only a matter of light years?
Except for a very small number of people whose emotional intelligence is equivalent to making a stick, such as Ye Han, most of them are just pretending to be crazy and acting stupid if they push themselves to the limit.
How to gain a foothold otherwise? How to get rich? How to ensure the quality of life?
Of course, their progress is not a sudden one, but they identify the personality of the target, test the bottom line of the target, and then move step by step, sneak away, and try again and again.
It's just that the splayed eyebrows with high self-cultivation and strong endurance, and don't do anything until the bottom line, gave them the illusion that they could ask for exorbitant prices.
Awakened by Ye Han's words, the group of people suddenly realized, and immediately retreated to the other side of the ruined temple, quietly watching Ye Han negotiate with the splayed eyebrows.
"Is there anyone left under the knife?" He frowned and looked at Ye Han who appeared at the door, "Are you from the government?"
The government spares people's lives, so that they can be punished according to law?
Ye Han naturally shook his head.
"Then they shouldn't die?"
Although it is not the case in modern society, it is common in the world of martial arts to die because of pushing one's limit too far... Didn't those people who were dragged into the water just be cut off at the drop of a hat?
Pleading for mercy was certainly not the reason why Ye Han jumped out, but... "It would be such a waste to let them die like this!"
"Waste?" The splayed eyebrows were a little confused.
"I have some skills, and I need the cooperation of some living people to verify my palm power and solve some problems."
Yes, these people are clearly natural and pollution-free experimental monkeys! It would be such a waste to die like this.
You must know that experimental monkeys are very expensive, and they are often expensive but not commercially available.
For example, the financial war between the United States and flower growers has led to various economic decouplings, so the monkeys in American biomedical laboratories cannot be supplied.
Suddenly, a group of experimental subjects appeared that were so alive that it would be a pity to kill them. Of course, Ye Han had to hold on tight!
The splayed eyebrows looked at Ye Han strangely: Killing is one thing, but killing is another.
He turned around and looked at the trembling monkeys by the wall. I don't know if it was an illusion or something, but the distance between these people and me seemed to be much closer.
Of course it will be close!
I thought a savior had arrived, but it turned out to be an even more ruthless one. A group of people who were accustomed to hugging each other naturally tried to get as close as possible while ensuring a safe distance.
With a sudden smile, Canglang, the character-shaped eyebrow, pulled out the Mi Er Tang Dao, flicked the knife and shouted: "These are my people after all." Even if they die, they are also my ghosts. "If you want to use them as a cauldron, fight me first."
Let’s talk about it later!”
"Cauldron? It's not..." Ye Han could tell instinctively, but after thinking about it, he realized that it really was.
Let's just use a furnace.
He exhaled but did not draw the knife: "My knife is too sharp. How about we use our hands to point it to the point?"
The splayed eyebrow raised his eyebrows unexpectedly: "That's okay!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly blurred, and his internal energy was like fire, spurting out from various acupuncture points on his back at the same time. It was completely different from any kind of martial arts that Ye Han had imagined.
Just like a jet plane, the internal force spurted out backwards, and the others also accelerated in a straight line, arriving in front of Ye Han in an instant, their fists as red as blazing fire.
Yehuo Mingwang Fist!
Ye Han did not dodge or dodge. He also had no time to dodge, and his body, which had not yet recovered its internal strength, could not support such an unusual acceleration method at all.
So he could only simply raise his fist and parry!
The first punch was just a feint to test, "click", as if a spark was struck by a snap of a finger, and the spark set off a prairie fire, instantly burning into a sea of fire, and the fist fight was like a volcano erupting, rushing toward Ye Han.
However, no matter how fierce the momentum is, it is only two arms; no matter how fierce the flames are, there are more feints than actual moves.
Ye Han has a sharp ear and sharp eyesight, and quick hands. He parries and dodges his actual moves, and slightly staggers his feint moves to show respect. He can hold a lava volcano against him. He exchanges hundreds of punches and kicks in the blink of an eye, and catches it steadily, evenly splitting the autumn colors.
The more I fight with my eyebrows, the more unexpected it becomes.
His Karma Mingwang Fist is not an ordinary fist or kick. Although it cannot be called an innate skill, it is still a top-notch combat skill. Although it is not ranked high in the same level, it has weird characteristics!
Because the internal energy invades like fire and penetrates all-pervasively. Even if the opponent can resist it steadily, the opponent will become more and more uncomfortable and uncomfortable with the beating. The arms will be sore and numb, and the internal energy will be blocked. Even if the opponent can lift his fist to parry, he will not be able to do it.
It was precisely because Yehuo Mingwang Fist was so weird that when Ye Han suggested using his hands without a knife, he agreed so easily.
But the enemy is not affected at all?
They have been hammering each other for hundreds of times, but their eyes are still sharp and their arms are still flexible... The invasion of the Karma Fire Fist is like the bright sun meeting dark clouds, or the thick fog meeting strong wind, leaving no trace behind.
Seeing that there were dozens of Lily in the fight, he suddenly pulled away and said, "We can't tell the difference no matter how hard we fight, okay, you win!"
It's actually quite normal.
Because Ye Han's nerve reflexes far exceed his muscle strength, it's like turning on a gear, and everything is in slow motion from beginning to end. He can naturally dodge what needs to be dodged, and no fake moves can deceive him...
In martial arts, everything in the world is invincible, except speed. This is the principle.
Of course, if he has the energy to fight back, it depends on whether his eyebrow reflex is fast enough.
It's a pity that he has no internal strength, he can only parry and dodge, but has no ability to fight back.
"These people are yours!"
Saying this, the man with the splayed eyebrows waved his hand and walked away without any hesitation, leaving behind a group of =????(???*) people for fear of being entangled again.
However, he quickly walked out of the temple gate, and suddenly he stopped again. "Canglang" drew his knife and turned around. When he drew the knife, he was ten feet outside the door. When he dropped the knife, he was already ten feet inside the door. He was facing Ye Han at the door, and he heard a clear sound.
He shouted "Look at the knife", the speed is extremely fast, and the knife is like thunder.
Although this time the saber was very fast and the timing was very good, after all, Ye Han reacted very quickly and still held it firmly. He even noticed that the eyebrows deliberately slowed down the force of the saber, as if he was waiting for something...
What was he waiting for? Ye Han was confused and instinctively pulled out the carbon knife and struck back.
Although carbon armor protects against various attacks, it will break, shatter, and wear out. Use it as little as possible.
There was a flash of black light, almost invisible in the night.
With just a slight "click", the splayed Tang Dao was broken into two pieces, half of which was in the hand, and the speed of the half was not reduced as if it was a hidden weapon. Of course, it was finally blocked by the carbon clothing.
"It's really a good knife! It's really sharp! Haha!" The splayed eyebrow gave a long laugh and threw away the broken knife, "I'll lose two games to you. Accept the bet! Don't you want someone? You don't have one now. Report to me Pang Liehuo in Pinghu in three days.
The name will be given to you on its own!"
This time he really left, and his voice gradually faded away.
Although it was far away, every word could still be clearly heard in Ye Han's ears, as if a trace of true energy had been wrapped up with internal force, which could reduce the attenuation with distance.
The legendary sound transmission into the secret?
Did the internal force transform the air, making the medium properties different and causing the energy to have a one-dimensional diffusion effect? Or did the internal force transform the sound vibration pattern, giving it directionality...
Ye Han thought to himself, he might as well have the system prompt sound——
[Pang Liehuo’s favorability towards you +300!]
Favorability? What's the use? Can it be eaten or drank? Oh, by the way, it would be nice to get a test product in exchange.
He had no idea why Pang Liehuo would have more people to give him three days later. Ye Han rubbed his hands and walked towards the group of people who were huddled together for warmth: Finally, there is an experimental monkey! Hahahaha!
However, after a few minutes, he put away the magnet, stopped breathing, and interrupted the experiment. Ye Han's face was green and white at the same time, sometimes green, sometimes white.
My meridians seem to be leaking... I can't hold my true energy at all. No matter how I practice, it's always zero...