A Panda's Martial Arts

That's right, when the mountain range was running wildly, the world was dyed red, and the green bamboos growing on the mountain range were like dip pens one after another, smearing the whole world into a bright red.

The black and white waves also chased after him, a bit faster than Jiuweihu himself, and more green bamboos were planted on the mountain, which reminded Jiuweihu of a poem inexplicably.

He insisted that Qingshan would not relax, and Ligen was in the broken rock.

Even though the mountains were covered with thick steel, those green bamboos still firmly took root in the gaps.

Until the running mountains crashed down.

"You bastard..."

The giant elephant that fell on the ground was covered in blood, and the voice that had shaken the sky and the earth was already as angry as a thread.

"Is this... is what you see when you look at the sea?"

"It's an accident. Actually, I originally wanted to see whales."

Carrying the last green bamboo, the panda slumped to the side of the giant elephant's head.

"After all, you beat me too hard at that time. Not only did you want to kill me, but even if I was alive, you still wanted to leave me with a stamp of thought...

So I always have to look at things that are bigger than you, so that I can feel "ah, you are nothing more than that", and I will be much less afraid of you. "

Speaking of the detours he had taken, the panda couldn't help but gnawed a mouthful of the bloody green bamboo.

It's embarrassing to say, but it's an effective way after all.

It's just that luck was not very good at that time, he squatted for a whole week, but he didn't find the whale he wanted to see.

"Then I can only look at the sea. There are only boats in that area, and I can't see anything but water. I just look at the water for a whole week... Then I thought of a problem."

Turning to look at the collapsed giant elephant, the panda seemed to see a mountain.

"You've actually been living in the mountains, haven't you?"

"how do you know?"

The mammoth, who was as angry as gossamer, barely raised its eyelids, and looked at the panda with surprise.

Obviously he didn't say anything about himself to the panda, how could the panda know this?

Is it guessed based on the surrounding terrain?Or judging by the way he behaves?Or just say it casually...

"It's your expression of power."

The panda patted the head of the giant elephant.

"Although I only fought once before, I can feel that in your impression, the mountain is the strongest thing."

So when you choose to become stronger, you will live like a mountain.

That is the best reference you can get in touch with, and it is the vane for you to guide yourself.

"Is that so..."

Looking down at the heavy armor on his body, the giant elephant let out a deep sigh.

"Is that why you go to see the sea? Use the sea, which is bigger than the mountain, to find a way to kill me?"

"Not the sea."

With the bear's paws in front of it, the panda seemed to be able to smell the sea water on its hands.

"It's water..."

"At that time, I wanted to find a small boat to go out to sea to see whales, so I planed out a piece of wood temporarily, but the canoe leaked, and I almost drowned in the sea."

"At that time, I suddenly felt that water might be the strongest thing...just like now."

While talking, the panda found a gap in the armor of the giant elephant, and thrust the sharpened green bamboo into it.

"Look, your thing leaks too."

"yes……"

The giant sighed.

Blood gurgled out from the diabolo tube where the bamboo knots were pierced.

His well-prepared Chang Ruo Shui did indeed heal the wound, but the Hollow Bamboo pierced deeply into his body, draining his last drop of blood.

By the time you feel the water seeping out of your body, it's already too late.

"The mammoth family in Delhi will not let you go, and you will never be bored again."

"Brahmin? Don't worry, I don't need them to come, I will kill your whole family first."

The panda stood up and grabbed the green bamboo that he had just stabbed in.

"Do you need me to give you a treat?"

"it is good."

The giant elephant was panting weakly, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

"Then I'll pull the tube out."

Pulling out the green bamboo, the panda closed the giant elephant's eyes.

210 Chapter Three Post-War Summary

After turning the giant elephant into a corpse, the panda lay down for half a month.

1 minute on stage, ten years of practice off stage, it seems easy to wipe out the giant elephant without injury, but there are some difficulties that only the panda itself knows——

After taking off his armor, he did do mental calculations without intention in terms of speed, but this is only a partial advantage, and to repeat this partial advantage again and again, it takes more than just mental consumption.

Before the last stab, his muscles were exhausted from the high-intensity use. Even if the giant elephant still had the strength to move, he would die with that cock.

Fortunately, the giant elephant used the last bit of strength to speak.

This is also the reason why when he first started fighting, he would choose to kiss the giant elephant for a while.

The expression of power is not limited to destroying mountains and cracking rocks. Scene control is also an important part of the line. If the opponent is unhappy, he can directly quit the game. Anyway, the opening confrontation is one of his combat ideas.

Personal thinking, this is the most important thing that pandas have learned under the pressure of giant elephants.

Everyone has their own unique style of play, and it's not just about the technique itself——

Even in muay thai, which is known for its fierceness, there will be cautious boxers. Even if it is just ordinary radio gymnastics, there are still people who fight openly and close.

Due to the psychological impact brought about by the information they are exposed to, the techniques they learn, and even various trivial matters in daily life, even people who learn the same technique may show completely different playing styles.

But this idea has limitations.

It's like the story of the blind man touching the elephant. They obviously touched the same cock, but the three blind men gave three completely different answers. The one who touched the elephant's legs said it looked like a pillar, the one who touched the ivory said it looked like a carrot, and the one who touched the tail said It's like hemp rope——

Although there is also a reason for the different parts they touched, the reason why the three answers are different is essentially because the three blind men have no concept of meat sticks at all.

Because I don't know what a cock looks like, I can only express it with the closest thing I understand.

And in the journey of martial arts, strength is the meat stick.

What is victory?What is power?What is the secret of constant victory and invincibility?This kind of thing no one can say clearly.

Like those blind men groping for cocks, no one can tell what power is—

After all, in the practice of martial arts, there will always be stronger existences, even if they think they have determined the essence of power in the last second, they will be easily overthrown in the next second.

"So, how strong you can be depends on what is the strongest thing you have ever seen."

The panda on the hospital bed sat up half alive, and in front of him was Song Dong whose ribs had just healed.

"It doesn't matter if you don't see it, as long as you think that thing is very strong, you will inevitably move closer to that direction when you advance... But only if this is the case, you will only live as a high-quality imitation, and it is impossible to beat it. A true original product."

Thinking of this, the panda sighed.

This is also the reason why he went to see the sea. At that time, the strongest impression in his mind was the giant elephant, so in order to get rid of the imprint on his mind under that mountain-like pressure, he had to open up his mind and learn about something bigger than the giant elephant. , even something more powerful than mountains.

If he could not bear to penetrate this layer of fog, even if he was lucky enough to defeat the giant elephant, he would end up living himself as a second giant elephant.

Fortunately, he succeeded after all.

"It's so hard to understand, man, I don't understand."

Song Dong scratched his head in embarrassment. Although his skills were outstanding among ordinary people, the panda's words were still too obscure for him.

This made Panda feel a little sorry.

Song Dong's level is still a little low, it can only be said to be at the level of the golden division. If that old bastard Zhu Huaizhong is still alive, he can probably understand what he is talking about——

This is not some obscure metaphysics, but looking for more ideas and inspirations to broaden your horizons, just like the "Taishan crushing" performance when the giant elephant hammered him, or the "pervasiveness" he showed when he killed the giant elephant. Quite targeted and specific tactics.

This is the only part that can be effectively improved when the body and technique are at their peak.

Using the body as a medium, many methods have evolved.

This is the direction for diamond players to go to the master division.

It is also something that Zhu Huaizhong had diligently pursued during his lifetime.

"Grandmaster realm... hey..."

Looking up at the neatly repaired ceiling, the panda sighed a little.

Obviously, he has been pursuing this all the time, and has always wanted to ascend to the position of grandmaster, but when he really stepped into the master division, he didn't feel much about these things.

Is the division of the master okay?Maybe it's good, at least if he wants to fight the original self now, he is basically a bloody abuser, even if he faces Zhu Huaizhong, he doesn't need to play for blood flow, just use a trick to hold the opponent and stab him to death without injury ——

But that's just beating up kids without any improvement.Whenever he wants to improve, what lies before him is a greater unknown.

Compared with the confusion of the diamond segment, the fog of the master segment is more than ten times a hundred times.

Glancing at Song Dong beside him, Panda suddenly felt that there might be nothing wrong with gold.

At least low-level fried fish can bring happiness to people.

"So man, are you really going to Derry?"

Song Dong doesn't know the panda's psychological activities, he is still concerned about the life of the panda.

"Let's not say that the food they eat there is all mushy, and the curry tastes not very good... just because you are like this, it is not easy to buy a plane ticket? Are you going to walk there?"

"How is it possible, of course I am by boat."

Panda shook his head again and again, he was not stupid enough to walk all the way to India.