A Panda's Martial Arts

This also explains why the headless swordsman has to practice hard for just one sword. Facts have proved that the direction of the panda's previous guess is correct. If you want to achieve that kind of subtle power control, you must first control yourself at the peak level--

And the opponent's swordsmanship to hurt people through the air can vaguely have an answer. If he guessed correctly, the steel blade in the opponent's hand is just an appearance, but in fact it is using air as a medium to transmit power.

Using the air as your weapon, how can this be something that a mortal body can do?

It is precisely because of the experience once that the panda knows how difficult it is, sufficient physical strength, full understanding of force, and the most critical point, which is far beyond the calculation and judgment ability of ordinary people——

Just tried seawater once, and he was about to burn his brain crazy, and if he used air... what a terrifying amount of calculation.

At least the panda is far from reaching that level now, and he can only attribute it to practice makes perfect.

But that's not something to be discouraged about.

At least this time, he really experienced some kind of way forward.

But such huge gains are often not free.

It's like a one-shot delivery, like the Tianhu Nine Lotus Lantern, such a one-in-a-million hit with great luck is extremely rare, unless you resolutely refuse the temptation and choose failure to maintain the conservation of luck, otherwise once you choose success, then It will be bad luck if you come down——

It's a bit metaphysical to say, but this kind of thing is rather credible, and there is always nothing wrong with being cautious.

Panda is not unlucky yet, but his luck this time is even far better than any luck. If he can use this knowledge well, his power will become like a god.

So the panda also felt it, felt the dark cloud hanging over his head.

After extreme good luck, there must be bad luck, the difference is only a matter of sooner or later.

For example, after launching that tsunami, he was the first to be washed away.

Fortunately, at that time, he already had some experience in fighting sea water, so he would not drown if he fell into the sea.

After soaking in sea water for seven or eight hours, and his whole body was exhausted from swimming, he managed to see what was regarded as a small island.But after a day of repairing, he regained some strength and jumped into the water again on his own initiative.

It was not in his character to just passively accept bad luck.

He wants to turn this bad luck into a temper for himself.

Relying on the perfection of the shark's pictograph fist, his swimming skills are already comparable to real sea creatures, and the seawater environment is an excellent training place for him now——

The waves coming from all directions can easily kill him, but it also gave him a chance to fully feel the subtle strength. With the accumulation of experience time and time again, he can finally repeat the technique that can be called ghosts and gods again. .

Although this technology is still a little immature at the moment, it can only cause damage within half a meter from the body.

But there is no doubt that his technology has begun to break through the shackles of the body, and is developing towards some unknown direction.

"Could it be that...there is a god?"

The panda glanced at the armband on the left arm, which was the only legacy left by the giant elephant Ganesha, who was previously known as the remnant of the Age of Gods.

In the past, he still felt that this kind of thing sounded like nonsense, but now, after he also started to use some unbelievable abilities, maybe...

In short, we still have to go to India first, to see how the legendary dick family is going to "entertain" him.

The rest of the journey was smooth and peaceful, and this kind of thing is funny to say. When you care about bad luck, you will suddenly be unlucky, but when you decide to fight with bad luck, what is left to you is all experience and gains. .

Two months is not a short period of time, and the behavior of stop-and-go swimming from Tokyo Bay to southern India is unprecedented. On this journey, the panda even extended the use of the water flow to a range of one meter.

"Perhaps it's time to consider preparing a big gourd, filled with mercury...but this will poison you to death, right? It's better to put wine or simply water."

Walking on the streets of Tamil Nadu, India, the panda disguised as a human is thinking wildly. After soaking in the sea for too long, returning to land makes him feel a little uncomfortable——

But this kind of thing is not a problem, just eat two local delicacies, those dicks absolutely cannot think that he will land by swimming, and he still has a period of time to experience the local customs before going to war.

Thinking of this, the panda picked up the spoon and put the green curry rice in front of him into his mouth.

Great terror suddenly enveloped his mind.

It was only now that he realized that his catastrophe had never passed, and those stumbling blocks all the time were nothing but bad luck single-drawing him again and again.

And now, the bad luck hanging over him finally produced a miracle.

"NO!!"

With the wind blowing under his feet, the panda ran out of the residential area at almost flying speed, and then took off his pants and squatted down, regardless of the wilderness.

But compared to his movements, his fart was still a step faster.

"puff--"

The panda's eyes are black.

So, it turns out that sometimes, people can't trust their farts too much.

Just because sometimes what breaks out may not be just farts.

"Oh……"

He tore off the dirty trousers in twos and threes, and the panda's face was as black as ink.

There is no doubt that in the struggle just now, his stomach failed.

The winner was the green curry rice.

290 Chapter Seven Jonathan

If you want to become stronger, you have to experience danger again and again.

Gamble your life again and again, and survive again and again, as long as you still have life, you can bring that powerful force back from hell——

If you think about it this way, what the Bible said seems to make sense. The strong must have come down from heaven. As for those who went to heaven but failed to come down... it may be because God likes them more.

It can be seen that it is good to be ugly, even if God is not willing to accept it, the chances of returning from heaven will be higher.

So here comes the problem.

Where is the most dangerous place in the world?

Some people will answer the Bermuda Triangle. After all, this forbidden area of ​​death has already spread its reputation far and wide. Some people will say that in the desert of Taklamakan, no one can survive in that environment with only yellow sand. Some people will say that the battlefield, those bullets fly across In today's modern battlefield, every minute and every second may be killed by flying bullets, or simply be killed by shelling or rocket bombs in the barricades. This is already a dangerous environment that people dare not even imagine.

But for a few people, the so-called Bermuda Triangle is nothing but a lie fabricated by third-rate writers, and it is not that there are no creatures in the great desert. As for the battlefield...

Most of them came out of the battlefield, and they chose to leave because they felt that the kind of fighting could not bring them more honor and excitement. How could such people be afraid of the battlefield?

Threshold, that is an extremely high threshold for danger. Ordinary danger is meaningless to these people, and their judgment of danger is beyond ordinary people.

So, in this world, on this planet, is there such a place?Is there another place that is extremely dangerous even for this very small number of people?

Perhaps, there are still.

"Give me a copy of this."

A big man wearing a beret patted the counter and pointed to the things in the frying pan.

After seeing the banknotes, the young Indians who looked at the stall understood it. Even though they could not speak the language, a good curry rice was quickly placed in front of the strong man in the beret.

Looking at the turquoise curry rice in front of him, the burly man in the beret sat upright.

Then he slowly picked up the spoon and put the curry rice into his mouth one spoon at a time.

Adventurer, Jonathan William, 53 years old.

It is challenging, Indian local street curry rice.

"how is this possible……"

Seeing the big man in the beret eat a plate of curry rice bite by bite, the Indian youth in the distance was stunned.

The young Indians themselves still know how powerful the curry rice made by themselves is. Except for those locals who have had enough of his poor craftsmanship, it is impossible for any foreigner to carry three mouthfuls——

Of course, there was a fat man from outside who challenged the record a few days ago, and he just ate five mouthfuls before spraying. This is already a great feat for outsiders.

It's a pity that the fat man covered it tightly, he couldn't see the origin of the other party, he missed a legendary experience, and made the young man feel sorry for a long time.

But now, facing the spicy curry and fried rice he made, the strong man in the beret in front of him just finished eating, a whole plate.

“Very good food! I can feel the enthusiasm of the chef burning like a flame!”

After taking out a napkin and calmly wiping his mouth, Jonathan did not forget to comment.

"It's just that this level of spiciness is a bit unfriendly to outsiders, and it may affect your business."

"No, this..."

The Indian youth was still in shock and didn't realize it. This was the first time he saw an outsider who could finish his own plate of green curry rice.

"What's going on with you? How can you?"

"Because my stomach is better than the average person!"

Jonathan grinned wide, showing his perfectly aligned, white teeth.

"The jungles of South America, the grasslands of Africa, the ice caves of the Arctic Circle... I have been to many places, I have eaten snakes, I have eaten carrion, even the little bugs that live in the carcasses of walruses..."

"Oh……"

The Indian youth's scalp was numb for a while, and he was a little afraid to look at the rice he was frying.

He even eats those things... Is the person who appeared in front of him really a human being?

"Aren't you afraid of being poisoned? Those things will poison you to death..."

"Nutrition must be eaten, and poison must also be eaten, so that it can be called healthy!"

Jonathan patted his strong pectoralis major, showing off his strong physique.

"Look, this is the power brought by hard work!"

"yes……"

The Indian youth nodded again and again, but looked at Jonathan in a dazed way.

He hadn't focused on the other person just now, and now he can only feel the strength of that body after looking at it specially——

The streamlined muscles are well-defined, the strong arms have a sense of strength like steel, and the strong pectoralis major is like two pieces of armor. The shoulders that have been filled and full due to exercise are matched with a proud height of 1.9 meters [-]. The fifty-year-old man in front of him looked as tall as a titan.

This filled the eyes of Indian youths with envy.

It is a male's envy for another male, it is an instinctive worship of a powerful male, and its roots can even be traced back to the imitation of adult apes by young apes in ancient times——

Although the Indian youth has grown up, he has never seen such a strong figure in his life. Maybe there will be such a big man in the gym in New Delhi, but for a young man like him in the countryside, he can't train. to that point.

"Look, what a body..."

The Indian youth even instinctively wanted to touch the muscles on Jonathan's arm.

Such a strong body even made him think of the statues of gods and Buddhas in the temple.