Manual Aura Resuscitation, the Start Leads To the Cultivator

at the same time.

　　 Foshan.

　　 In a deserted village that has long been deserted, there are old sandbags, car tires, and fist marks on the surrounding trees.

　　 A weed piled up in the courtyard more than one meter deep.

　　‘咻—’

　　‘咻—’

　　 There was a terrifying sound of breaking through the sky.

　　 A young man in shabby clothes, with different lengths of his legs, was walking limping very fast, moving around in the yard like a spinning top.

　　His speed has reached the point where ordinary people can't see it with the naked eye!

　　 With a punch and kick, the surrounding weeds kept falling down, as if they had been cut by a sickle.

　　 "咻咻咻—"

　　 His fists are getting faster and faster, faster and faster like venting.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

　　 Finally, he stopped and knelt on the ground and roared to the sky:

　　 "I still can't practice, I can't practice, or I can't practice!"

　　 "I'm stuck in a bottleneck, and it seems that I will never be able to break through my shackles."

The young man sat paralyzed, and a fierce color flashed in his eyes: "Since the master died, no one has ever fought with me. Rubbish, all rubbish, no one can make a move under my hands. I am fine. lonely…"

　　 He stood up and finally thought of someone.

　　 myself, there is another brother!

　　 In the world, is he the only one who can have two tricks with himself? It's not only a decision, but also life and death!

　　 The expression on the youth's face became more and more ferocious. Wu-idi, he had practiced the stunts of various sects since he was a child, but since the death of his master, he has no opponents anymore. No one can understand what true loneliness means...

　　He understands.

　　 Fortunately, Zhou Xianfu also understands...

　　 At this time, the broadcasting sound of a loud speaker came from outside.

"Good news, good news. The final competition for the strong has begun. There are strong people from all over the world, including immortal cultivators, practitioners, masters of national martial arts, and strong martial arts. This is a place where global elites gather, this, It is a place of unlimited and no rules. If you are strong enough, please don't miss the opportunity to come here to become famous and become a global hero. If you are in a bottleneck period, come here to fight. The winner will get one thousand The billion-dollar reward is equivalent to more than 680 billion Chinese coins, one million taels of silver, eight hundred thousand taels of gold, and three million oceans...get it, and you will be rich than the enemy."

　　 "The last strong man has started signing up..."

　　 "The world's strongest..."

　　 The voice faded away.

　　The youth suddenly widened his eyes: ‘What? Cultivator? Practitioner? ’

With 　　 ‘咻—’, he rushed to the wall and looked into the distance.

On 　　 Mountain Road, a Wuling Hongguang car with a loudspeaker hung on the roof, galloping past the deserted village and going farther.

　　 He wants to catch up with the van, but the van has already gone, at least 80 miles. He can't catch up.

　　 "What do you mean?"

The young man squinted his eyes, and his pupils burst out with hope for a new life: "The last strong? Will be a master of the world? There are immortal cultivators? There are masters of national martial arts? Hiss—there are immortal cultivators in the world? Practitioners? What am I?"

　　 "Haha!"

　　 "Hahaha!"

　　 "Hahahahaha!"

　　 In the sound of wild laughter, the young man jumped off the wall and disappeared into this deserted village in a few moves...

　　 Half an hour later, he reappeared, and it was already the downtown area of ​​Foshan.

　　 When he entered the downtown area, he finally knew what it meant. The streets are full, there are advertisements everywhere, and people are talking about it everywhere.

　　 "It turns out that there is a rich man who offers a reward of 100 billion to find martial arts masters and masters of martial arts from all over the world?"

　　 The young man squeezed his fists excitedly: "Resuscitation Island? Crossing the sea? Those who stayed behind are the real strong men."

　　 He doesn't care about 100 billion. Don’t care if it’s equivalent to one million taels of silver, three million silver dollars...

　　 He just wants to be beaten to death by a master, or beat a master to death!

　　 At this time, two high school students who had just finished school passed by, and they were talking excitedly.

　　 "Have you heard? The Recovery Group made a wave of large helicopters, the villagers, and all they could use. They went to all the primitive jungles of our country, deep in the mountains and old forests to advertise."

　　 "This time, I really want to dig out a super peerless master."

　　 "Do you believe that there is really a master of martial arts?"

　　 "I don't believe it, do you believe it?"

　　 "I don't believe it either. I don't know what the Recovery Group thinks, why are they so naive, spending so much money, and always insisting on finding masters? Where are the masters in the world, why didn't they stand up during the War of Resistance Against Japan?"

　　 "Why didn't you stand up, haven't you seen the Anti-Japanese Heroes? People came out to tear up the devils."

　　 "Hahahaha!"

　　 The two talked and laughed and walked past the young man.

　　 The young man stretched out his hand: "Two of you stay."

　　 The flat-headed student looked at him impatiently: "Bigger, what are you doing?"

　　 The young man didn't get angry, and asked, "How to sign up? How to sign up, the last strong man?"

　　 "Hahaha, you are a beggar, you still have to sign up?"

　　 "How did you sign up? Teach me?"

　　 "I don't know this? Sign up online, do you still need to teach?"

"network?"

　　 A look of embarrassment flashed in the youth's eyes: "How do I register online?"

　　 The student is completely impatient: "What are you doing? What are you pulling me for? Let go of your dirty hands. I just washed my school uniform yesterday."

　　 A fierce color flashed in the youth's eyes: "How to sign up!!"

　　 The student was startled by his eyes, and said in a trembled voice: "Yes, just register online, you log on to the website ‘the last strong’, click on com, and then fill in your personal information to sign up..."

"take me!"

"me…"

　　 Ten minutes later, the student led him to an internet cafe in horror.

　　 After turning on a computer, the students skillfully opened the website: "Now, fill in your name, ID number..."

　　 The young man looked at the text on the computer screen embarrassedly and rubbed his hands: "I don't have an ID card."

"what?"

　　 The two students looked at each other: "Is there anyone in the world who has an ID card?"

At this time, the flat-headed student suddenly looked at his classmates and whispered in shock: "Two days ago, the Recovery Group gave the new channel, saying that you can register by taking photos and filling in their names. There are many rumors on the Internet that the truly awesome characters are No ID card. Do you think he is that kind of master."

　　 "What do you want...just this beggar?"

　　 The two talked for a while, then raised their heads and said, "Hey, I will take a picture for you. You can sign up without an ID card."

　　 "Oh, good, good..."

　　 The young man sat up a little nervously, looked at the mobile phone camera in the student's hand, pursed his mouth, then smiled again, and then became serious again when he felt wrong...

　　 "Oh, don't move around. It's all spent."

　　 "Oh, good."

　　 said, he held his breath and sat upright.

　　 There was a ‘click’, and a photo was left.

　　 After the student helped him upload the photo, he smiled and said: ‘You look at your picture, the picture is like entering the police station...’

　　 They know that the youth is not malicious, they just want to sign up, and they talk a little more relaxed.

　　 "I am, this is the first time I took a picture."

　　 ‘Papa—’

　　 After typing some information on the keyboard, the student asked: "Age."

"Thirty-four…"

　　 "Huh, male sex?"

　　 "Male."

　　 "Ancestral home?"

　　 "I...forgot, just write Foshan."

　　 He was abducted and sold many times by traffickers since he was a child, and was eventually taken in by his master. He doesn't know where his ancestral home is.

　　 "Hey, name?"

　　 "Feng Yuxiu."

　　 "Papa" twice. The student clicked OK to submit, and smiled: "Look, people have warned that there are no restrictions, no rules, and weapons can be used for fighting. The first three levels may also be life-threatening. Clicking OK will mean that at the moment of competition, You will voluntarily give up your life and freedom. Are you sure?"

　　 Hearing this, Feng Yuxiu became even more excited:

　　 "Really?"

"That's still false. Do you want to cancel? I tell you, this is really life-threatening. Many gossips on the Internet say that this game will be very cruel and cold-blooded, and ordinary people should not try it. Even if you have practiced boxing, don’t try it. Don’t use your hobbies to challenge other people’s lives and jobs."

　　 can die!

　　 is really hit!

　　 This is a real fight!

　　 Feng Yuxiu is ecstatic, and how many years he has been searching for it, isn't he just looking for such an opportunity?

　　 "OK, I am sure to sign up. I am sure."

"Now, don't blame me for not reminding you. You are a lame, and you must not be able to beat others. I will confirm for the last time, if you go to the stadium, there is really no turning back. By the way, do you have a family? Here? One option is that the contestant will be purchased with an insurance. If you die, the insurance will compensate your family with 2 million..."

　　 Feng Yuxiu was silent for a while: "What's your name, kid?"

　　 "My name is Lin Shuhang."

　　 Feng Yuxiu smiled: "Then, the beneficiary should fill in Lin Shuhang and write you."

"what?"

　　Feng Yuxiu smiled and touched his head: "Thank you."

　　 "Uh...No, you're welcome...Hey, don't die. I don't care about your two million."

　　 Feng Yuxiu turned around and said, "If I can die, there will be no regrets in this life. By the way, where do I play?"

　　 Lin Shuhang turned off the computer with his schoolbag on his back and went out with him:

"I said that I was going to an island in the Pacific, but now I have not released any news or location. Waiting for notification. They have to look for a wave of people last, and they will notify in two days. Just keep an eye on the news. At that time, Every major TV station will broadcast it, so everyone knows it."

　　 "Thank you."

　　 At this time, a **** with a tattoo on his neck yelled: "Lin Shuhang, I'm **** your lungs. It is said that you will have to pay 80 yuan for protection today, and you actually slipped through the back door of the school? Today I want you to die."

With a ‘click’, the tattoo gangster took out the switchblade.

　　 Lin Shuhang hides behind Feng Yuxiu: "No, no, no, big brother, big brother, I'll give it, I'll give it..."

　　 is right now.

　　 Feng Yuxiu suddenly limped forward and stepped forward, blocking the bastard: "Don't provoke him in the future. Okay?"

　　 Hunhun glanced at Feng Yuxiu, frowning and cursing:

　　 "Pick your eyes, where's the cripple, dead side..."

　　 said, the voice stopped abruptly.

　　 Feng Yuxiu kicked out with an understatement, and kicked it onto the bullshit's chest.

　　 "Kaka" twice, I saw that his chest was completely shattered and his sternum collapsed in.

　　 A footprint passed through the front of the chest and came out from behind.

With a sound of 　　 ‘puff—’, the gangster spewed out a blood mist, and blood constantly leaked from the corners of his eyes, ears, and nostrils.

　　 He didn't fly out, but just wandered around for a while, and then he knelt on the ground limply and fell in a pool of blood. My pupils are dilated...

　　 Feng Yuxiu turned his head and glanced at Lin Shuhang who was already stunned:

　　 "He can't bully you anymore."

　　 finished. Feng Yuxiu turned and left, and disappeared into the endless street under a few flashes.

　　 silence.

　　 silence...

for a long time.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

　　 On the street, there was a bitter scream.

　　 After a while, the police siren sounded.

　　 After the forensic medical examination of the injuries, UU read www.uukanshu.com and looked incredible in his eyes, turning his head to look at Lin Shuhang:

　　 "You...you mean, someone kicked him? He was kicked to death?"

　　 "Yes, yes, yes... Oh, it's none of my business, it's really none of my business. You believe me, it's really none of my business."

　　 The forensic doctor didn't say anything, and winked at the police officer.

　　 The police officer walked over quickly, and hurriedly asked: "What's the matter?"

The forensic doctor took a deep breath and trembled: "This is beyond my cognition. The sternum of the deceased was all comminuted fractures, and the heart and lungs became a bag of scum. The most terrifying thing is that the spine of the deceased's back, The shoulder blades were also all comminuted fractures."

　　 "Gosh, how strong is this person? Can't a car crash people into such a miserable situation, right?"

　　 "No... you didn't understand what I meant."

　　 "What do you mean?"

　　The forensic doctor pointed at the corpse, and said in a trembled voice: "But his skin is not damaged..."

　　 ‘Om-’, the police officer’s hair exploded!

　　 An hour later, the special forces team was dispatched.

　　 The armed forces of the city are dispatched.

　　 Check the surveillance along the way, looking for a wanted criminal.

　　—Feng Yuxiu!

　　 However, he is like a ghost in the city, the last time he appeared under the eyes of the sky, right at the door of this Internet cafe. Since then, there is no more sign...

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