Chapter 744 Peerless martial arts?

Fu Mo didn't say a word, and came to Chu Dong in a blink of an eye. His legs flashed white light and he hit his knees directly. Chu Dong started thinking and overclocked his hands and pressed down to release the force. He was getting closer and closer to the Howling Abyss behind him.

   "Are you crazy? Are you really going to fight?"

  Fu Mo said with a fierce look: "Yes, it is my responsibility to give you this power. To strengthen your body to such a degree in such a short time, how many people's blood have you swallowed? Thousands? Ten thousand people?"

  Chu Dong said coldly, "I didn't eat it, and even if I did, what's your business?"

   "Then I'll pull it out!"

  The killing intent on Fu Mo's body was visible to the naked eye. Chu Dong didn't expect that Fu Mo would care so much about ordinary people, and he didn't **** so much human blood at all. The strengthening of his body was entirely the credit of his brain.

  【Reserved xenogeneic blood has been released】

  There is a silver water polo in Chu Dong's stomach. In fact, there is a dense layer of magnetic worms outside this water polo.

Following Zhinao's order, these magnetic worms disintegrated one after another, and the blood inside the water polo lost its restraint and poured into Chu Dong's stomach. The next moment, Chu Dong's heartbeat suddenly doubled. , and there are several thick blood vessels in the neck spreading towards the head.

boom! A loud bang came out, the ground under Fu Mo's feet had turned into a deep pit, and Fu Mo himself rushed towards Chu Dong at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, and a sonic boom appeared where Fu Mo was standing.

The single punch was plain and simple, and Chu Dong also counterattacked with his fist. The power of the imperial object was closely connected with the surrounding earth to support his body. The earth behind Chu Dong suddenly shattered into a fan when his fists intersected, and a violent airflow broke out. The ground was scraped off a layer, but Chu Dong blocked the blow and didn't take a step back.

   "You don't need corpse power to get to this point with your body alone, you're too anxious!"

Fu Mo leaned back and lifted his leg and pulled his leg towards Chu Dong's neck. Chu Dong pressed his right fist with his left hand and then suddenly hit Fu Mo's thigh with his elbow. Fu Mo did not expect Chu Dong to attack in this way. He, who couldn't escape, was severely hit, the clothes on his thighs shattered instantly, and then a cloud of blood mist was sprayed directly. Fu Mo's legs only had his calf, which was his real body, and the strength of his thighs was not enough.

After blocking Fu Mo's attack, Chu Dong rushed forward with his right arm and punched Fu Mo's heart. Fu Mo, who lost his balance, was smashed back to the side of the plane by this punch. The connection between the block and the attack was extremely close. Perfect, only Chu Dong can suppress Fu Mo in combat skills.

  Fu Mo stood firm, a special layer of white light appeared on his legs, the breath on his body was getting stronger and stronger, and the wound on his thigh recovered in a blink of an eye.

   "This is your limit. It's one-tenth of what I used to be, which is not bad. But you are still too young, and I will destroy you in the next blow."

The power in Fu Mo seemed to be breathing. The ground around him was constantly shattering. It was obvious that he did nothing, but the surrounding ground couldn't bear the pressure and kept shattering. Chu Dong didn't dare to take it any longer. Use your strongest strength to resist.

  【The collaborative force mode is ready】

  Chu Dong opened his mouth as he breathed and the air around him was visibly inhaled into his abdomen, only to see his legs spread out and his arms to protect his chest and the blood from his body was rapidly gathering like his legs.

  Fu Mo's speed was as fast as lightning, but Chu Dong was still accumulating power, and the contrast between fast and slow was stark.

   When Fu Mo came to Chu Dong, he instigated the blood of his whole body to press down on this leg. One after the other, the posture was almost the same. When the legs crossed, the surrounding time seemed to stop for a moment.

A loud bang broke out and Chu Dong flew upside down. The ground behind him completely collapsed, and Fu Mo was not unscathed. His right calf was directly interrupted by Chu Dong. Like a cannonball, it was shot thousands of meters away by Chu Dong.

Chu Dong flew to the opposite side of Howling Abyss, but there was no fracture, only some **** calf, and different degrees of internal injuries all over his body. This forced blood pumping requires too much physical strength. He used the extreme five times just now. , if it weren't for the fact that his body had been strengthened recently, just this pumping blood would have burst the blood vessels in his whole body.

  Fu Mo stood on one leg on the ground, the killing intent on his body had disappeared, replaced by surprise and curiosity.

He flew into the air and jumped into the Howling Abyss and came to Chu Dong, who also dragged his broken body to his feet. He didn't know what Hongyan was doing. It stands to reason that Hongyan should have discovered it long ago and continued to fight with Fu Mo. He might really have to use some underhand tricks, and he can still deal with Fu Mo, who is not physically fit.

  Fu Mo suddenly smiled and said: "Okay, don't fight. I just try you casually."

  Chu Dong scolded angrily, "Are all your attempts trying to kill people? I think you really wanted to smash me to pieces just now."

  Fu Mo laughed suddenly, and then the broken leg that Chu Dong had taken away flew back. He put the broken leg back on, but the naked eye couldn't see any difference.

   "Don't get excited, I just want to help you."

  Chu Dong frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"When a zombie **** blood, it will become more irritable, lose its mind, and enter a state of madness that does not recognize its six relatives. It is very dangerous. Fortunately, this state can be forcibly triggered as long as it is threatened with life. I can suppress you who are mad, but the people around you. Humans can't, I don't want you to kill all your relatives because of madness one day, and in the end you will only blame me. It is very simple to solve this hidden danger, just beat you to the brink of death, and let the energy out That's it, I found out that you are not depressed at all.

   This should be a feature of all zombies. The more blood you suck, the more deadly you will be. Even me is no exception. It has only been a few months since I gave you strength, but you have been able to strengthen it to this point. I am afraid that you will have to drink the blood of thousands of people. A large amount of swallowing in a short period of time will cause the desire to kill to accumulate, so I want to guide your emotions. Come out, but why haven't you? It's wicked."

  Chu Dong snorted and said with a displeased face: "I can hold it down."

   "Blocking is worse than sparse. You should understand this principle. You don't think I have to avenge those irrelevant people, right? As long as this feature is properly guided, there will be no problem."

   "I never said I sucked."

Fu Mo was stunned, because he didn't know how Chu Dong did it. As the ancestor of all corpses, he should know the most about zombies. Chu Dong's current situation is obviously a period of excitement after swallowing a lot of human blood. Without enough blood to nourish, it is impossible to have this physical strength.

  Chu Dong didn't explain that much to Fu Mo, but it's not that he is more advanced than Fu Mo, it's just that there is a gap in cognition. He makes blood and drinks it himself, where can there be any killing emotions?

   Seeing that Chu Dong didn't want to explain Fu Mo, he waved his hand, "Forget it, I don't want to spy on your secrets, what was your move just now?"

   "Which trick?"

   Chu Dong used two moves just now, one was to release alien blood to activate the body's activity, and the other was to cooperate to pump blood. Chu Dong didn't think it was a very powerful move.

"It's just that you took a breath, and your strength surged several times. That's your human secret skill, right? I also studied it for a while before, and then I lost interest. The top secret skill is the same thing in my eyesight. , but your move just now was too strong."

  Chu Dong said nonchalantly, "It's no big deal. If you want to learn, I can teach you. I created it myself."

  Fu Mo was shocked, "What are you kidding, this kind of secret skill is definitely the top existence among human beings, you created it yourself?"

   "What are you doing to lie to you?"

   In Chu Dong's view, cooperating blood pumping is just a way of exerting strength, and it is not a magical skill at all. Unexpectedly, Fu Mo cares so much that he even wants to continue to distribute Chu Dong's strength in exchange for this secret book.

  Chu Dong widened his eyes and asked in disbelief: "You mean you want to give me another share of strength, and then change its cultivation method?"

"What's wrong? You don't think it's easy to get a secret book that can make you exert several times your own strength? I have never seen such a thing in the world of martial arts. The problem, but the secret book is a rare thing, and I even have to thank you for being willing to pass this kind of thing to me."

  [Ontology does not need to be arrogant, with the creativity and optimization ability of intellectual brain, synergy is not weaker than any cheats]

  【In the mind of the brain, the martial arts in this world can only be said to be average】

There should be two things for a martial artist to practice, one is the inner strength, and the other is the martial arts. The inner strength is like the cleansing energy that Chu Dong practiced before, and the martial arts is a kind of move, like a black tiger digging its heart and sticking it. The mountain relies on a class of martial arts.

   In the final analysis, it is still a technical thing, which makes his power more perfect, and because Chu Dong has a brain, he does not need technical things at all, so he has never paid attention to martial arts.

   "Then I'll tell you how to cultivate. I really don't think it's a big deal. As for strength, I haven't finished digesting it yet. What I need is time, not strength."

   "You are sober, most people can't resist the temptation of power, they become stronger without asking for further understanding, and eventually they get stuck."

Chu Dong explained to Fu Mo the principle of synergistic force. When it was his turn to do it, he could only let Zhinao explain it to Fu Mo. For example, how to compress the muscles of the whole body when compressing the fist, accurate to the work of each muscle. Fu Mo's eyes widened as he listened to it. Ten minutes later, Chu Dong just finished talking about how to do a straight punch. The problem is that it's easier said than done.

  Fu Mo tried according to what Chu Dong said, but two pillars of blood spurted out of his arm on the spot, but he didn't hit his fist, so he flew himself first.

Fu Mo said with admiration on his face: "It's too mysterious, this is what you said simple? You are a monster! How can it be possible to control so many muscles at the same time, how long does it take to practice? But its effect is indeed terrifying, this body Probably not."

  Chu Dong never imagined that one of his power-generating skills could be so mysterious. Looking at Fu Mo, he looked like he had found a treasure.

In fact, in terms of effect, Chu Dong's mediocre skills have already overwhelmed all martial skills in this world, but its realization is too difficult for humans to achieve. After all, the premise of realizing it is to control the muscles of the whole body. contraction, which is almost impossible.

   "The most important thing in this move is physical strength. It's useless just to be strong on the outside, but also on the inside."

Fu Mo nodded in agreement. Just now, he realized the power of this thing after a simple test, and it can be helpful to him. Once he is trained, his strength will definitely leap. Now he is thinking about what Chu Dong is. Metamorphosis, to be able to create such a profound move.

   "What's this recruitment called? It deserves my respect."

  Chu Dong looked bewildered, "Name? I didn't give it a name, you can call it synergy, whatever you want."

  Fu Mo immediately thumped his chest when he heard this, "Damn it! Why do you care so much about this terrifying move? You should think of a name worthy of its identity, either mysterious or mighty."

   "It's just a name, and I didn't plan to spread it out, and no one could learn it. Let's be honest, what exactly did you come to me for? It must be a very important thing to be worth running so far?"

  Fu Mo suddenly smiled embarrassedly, and that expression even made Chu Dong doubt the authenticity of the person in front of him.

   "Just the corpse that you sent to me before. It's very special. How did you get it? Is it possible to get a few more, such as some women?"

   After hearing this, Chu Dong couldn't help but widen his eyes. Forget the first two sentences, what does the last sentence mean, Fu Mo is moved?

Looking at Chu Dong's wide eyes, Fu Mo also explained to Chu Dong that Chu Dong's corpse, which had been transformed with perfect cells as a template, evolved into a corpse in just one month with Fu Mo's help. The corpse has almost reached the peak of the zombie, and generally this evolution takes hundreds of years to count.

The most important thing is that this corpse gave birth to a very simple and pure consciousness. This consciousness is not related to life like other zombies, but a completely independent new consciousness. This is too important for Fu Mo. is an unprecedented existence.

Fu Mo never felt that he had the same kind. Those zombies were just something between human and corpses in his opinion. They were all pitiful, and they would contradict themselves, so Fu Mo never thought about making zombies a new one. races are fundamentally different.

   "So, you think the corpse I gave you is your kin, and then you want me to get you a woman? Is this what the ancestor of all corpses should think?"

  Fu Mo asked: "How do you think it can be considered a race? Is it the same bloodline? Or the same ability? Or the same way of birth?"

  Chu Dong's expression froze, "Are you trying to say, multiply?"

"Yes, the essence of being able to form a race lies in being able to reproduce. And corpses can't do it. Zombies in this world are at best a similar creature, and they can't be called a race at all. There are countless corpses in the world, but only one Fumo. I've long since given up the idea of ​​finding the same kind, but this corpse is so similar to me."

   (end of this chapter)