A Panda's Martial Arts

After lunch, it was time for Rajput to meet outsiders in the afternoon.Although due to the assassination in Bombay, he had to go back to his hometown and live in seclusion, but it was still necessary to see outsiders now and then——

Those are the core members of the Eye of Brahma, and also his most trusted people. They have proved their loyalty with their actions and are trustworthy objects.

"In short, as the incarnation of Shiva, you just sit in the back, and believers will come to pay respects later."

Rajput thought about it, and tried to communicate with the panda as much as possible, in case the panda would cause trouble.

It is quite disrespectful to make demands on the gods, but pandas obviously don't care much about them——

The panda who was reading the "Yi Jin Jing" was still immersed in admiration for the wisdom of the Tianzhu people, so he agreed after a few casual sentences.This casual attitude made Rajput heave a sigh of relief, he was afraid that the panda would stab him.

Fortunately, the panda was really just reading a book, as if Rajput and those sect members had nothing to do with him.

"That... the noble sage."

After finishing the communication with Rajput, some sect members finally couldn't help but speak.

"I know this is a very rude request...but please, can I listen to Shiva's teachings?"

"This……"

Rajput frowned.

In all fairness, he didn't want these sect members to have any communication with the panda. After all, he knew in his heart that the panda was a fake from the beginning——

But in this case, it is impossible to shirk. It will not only damage his prestige, but also make these sect members question him.

After all, keeping things like pandas at home is a bit too dangerous after all, and it may even cause diplomatic disputes if it is serious.

Unless he can prove that this panda is indeed not a mortal thing, things will become very troublesome, "Let me try."

Rajput thought about it, and decided to see if the panda was willing to help, after all, the panda seemed very talkative today.

Perhaps it was because he used up all the molds yesterday, but Rajput got an affirmative answer again.

Panda readily agreed to his request.

"Your lifestyle is not healthy."

In front of a group of sect members, the panda sitting upright spit out words, the scene that only exists in fantasy and the solemn posture of the treasure, shocked these sect members to kneel on the ground.

The panda, however, continued to speak.

"I've heard about your resentment, your anger. I think, maybe you can choose a more peaceful way of life..."

"Well, O wise Shiva."

Some sect members couldn't help raising their hands.

"I don't understand what you mean, how can we change our way of life?"

"Ah, that's easy."

Panda grinned.

"You just have to reopen..."

"Shiva means to restart your life!"

Rajput, who heard something was wrong, quickly opened his mouth to remedy it.

"You have said goodbye to your past selves. Every moment of you is a new you. The past is gone. Who you are depends on what you do now!"

"That's how it is... worthy of the wise Shiva!"

The members of these sects nodded one after another, and they all felt that they got a satisfactory answer from this kind of nonsense.

"Please, don't talk about it for a while."

After sending away the group of sect members, Rajput, who couldn't bear it anymore, stopped the panda.

There are gods who tell believers to do anything, and this is the first god who persuades believers to commit suicide. The key is that the appearance of pandas is too deceptive. He doesn't want his cronies to hang themselves directly after returning home. You must know that this is all organized by him. core members.

Thinking about it this way, the second batch of sect members who came to greet him had also arrived.

"return……"

Before Rajput could walk out of the hall, the panda's voice sounded behind him.

"Why, didn't you agree not to say..."

Rajput was numb all over, he didn't want the panda to say any more vulgar words.

But before he could turn his head, a bear paw pulled his whole body back.

"Let you come back! What are you doing!" Pulling Rajput behind him, Panda frowned and looked at the burly man standing among the congregation at the door.

The big gray-haired man was carrying a hiking bag and dressed like an ordinary adventurer.

"Here comes the killer."

The battle between the three hundred and seven chapters

The visitor is not good.

From the very first moment when he saw that strong man, the panda had already noticed that something was wrong. You must know that his muscular body stands out from the crowd like ordinary people——

But the general musculoskeletal strength is not enough to make the pandas alert. What really caught the panda's attention was the opponent's aura.

Momentum sounds like a mysterious thing, but it is essentially the sum of posture, eyes, movements, clothing, and even behavioral tendencies, etc. Because the information is too large and complicated, the senses often use "feeling" ’ It’s a silly-sounding way for the brain to try to understand.

But such things as aura do not exist.

The strong man standing among the crowd in the distance is the best example.

It's like a tiger suddenly mixed into the flock of sheep grazing with their heads down, or a tank suddenly stopped in front of a traffic light with heavy traffic. Just standing there, he has absolute pressure on the surrounding creatures—if he wants to If so, he could even send everyone around him to hell in an instant.

And he did.

"laugh--"

It was just an undetectable sound, and those people wearing hoods seemed to be cut open by a sharp weapon, and blood burst out of their bodies.

Just a few silver brilliance streaked across their bodies, and these people scattered into fragments all over the place.

There was no screaming, no howling, and their pain nerves didn't even have time to respond.

"Then, what is that!"

Behind the panda, Rajput sat down on the ground in fright. The bloody scene in front of him made his scalp tingle, and the unpredictable method challenged his cognition——

You must know that the most vicious scene this bearded young man has ever seen was nothing more than a street fight, but in front of him, a group of people suddenly shattered into one place... Isn't this some kind of witchcraft?

"It's not magic, stop shouting."

Kicking Rajput behind him, the panda frowned looking at the corpses on the ground.

Ordinary people with average eyesight would naturally regard this kind of scene as a demon technique.But with his level, he can still capture that tiny picture in an instant.

Those who cut these believers were clearly extremely thin steel wires.

The slender and flexible steel wires were deeply drawn into the bodies of those people, and the small contact area exploded with great pressure in an instant. The slender steel wires cut apart the bodies along the gaps in the bones in an instant, resulting in cutting like a knife blade. General brutal effect—

It doesn't even have to be steel, at least Panda has never heard of any steel that can be so flexible.

Obviously, it was just this shot, and Fang Fang had already shown his financial resources. That kind of slender silk thread was not something ordinary people could get.

After financial resources, it is the exquisite control of strength.

That kind of slender silk thread is not an item that can be easily used. When the thread cuts the enemy, it will also cut into your own body. The offensive weapon must be something that can only be achieved with an extremely delicate control of strength.

Of course, there is the most crucial point.

The panda could see that the strong man didn't show any surprise after seeing him.

"who are you?"

The panda took half a step cautiously, just in time to firmly block Rajput who was lying on the ground.

And the breeze brought by the movement of the body also blows away two bundles of imperceptible slender silk threads.

In addition to strength and financial resources, this strong man's style of play is also very dishonest.

Staring at the strong man in front of him, the panda silently supplemented his understanding of the other party.

"Aren't you afraid of breaking the law when you kill people in the street?"

"You mean Indian law? Sorry, I'm American."

Glancing at the corpses on the ground, the grey-haired strong man took off his cowboy hat and saluted slightly.

"My humble Jonathan William, a passing adventurer, occasionally heard that something is wrong here, so come here..."

hum-

Before the strong man raised his head, there was an ear-piercing sound of breaking wind.

The distance between the two sides was only eight steps, but the flash of light seemed to span the distance in an instant, and the timing was extremely precise, just at the moment when the strong man named Jonathan hadn't raised his head.

It was a fleeting blind spot, and it was impossible for Jonathan to react in time!

But he didn't need to react.

"Beng bang bang—"

There was a tooth-piercing sound of the thread cracking, which made the panda's face sink instantly.

Between one person and one panda, the iron pan that was thrown out was twisted into a ball of scrap iron, just hanging in mid-air.

And what caught the iron plate was a slender and transparent net.

"Good craftsmanship..."

The panda lowered its body, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Rarely, it was the first time that his not-so-bad eyesight officially suffered a loss, and he didn't even realize when the other party wove this big net.

"A lot of strength."

Looking at the large piece of broken silk thread, Jonathan's face darkened.

I know my own things, the silk thread he uses is a variant of spider silk extract, its strength is far superior to steel, and it is easy to cut gold and jade——

But just now, fifteen of the indestructible silk threads were abruptly broken in one breath, which is enough to show how terrifying the force attached to the iron plate is.

If it was hit, it might not be comparable to being hit by a solid shell head-on, which is simply not something a human body can bear.