Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 192

"Don't hold back, do your best!" Yang Lin urged again.

Zhao Lin walked calmly in front of the eight-legged tripod, suddenly lunged forward, punched Shi Xiaoquan, and hit the target hard.

The eight-legged tripod made a "buzzing" sound, and the mercury in the crystal column splashed up to Laogao, directly rushing to the position of 390 on the scale.

A moment of silence.

The instructors looked at each other with unconcealable surprise in their eyes, even Yang Lin was stunned for a moment.

"I'm afraid only Xiao Jin can compete with him in this power in the inner court." A professor whispered.

"Xiao Jin can't do it either, he hit 320 last month, which is a long way off!" another teacher said.

"You can see that he hasn't accumulated any energy yet, and he might be able to get up to [-] with more practice." The previous instructor sighed.

"very good!"

Yang Lin clapped his palms and laughed, the corners of his mouth curled up, "The ordinary Shi Xiaoquan can hit such a high attack power, it really surprises the old man!"

After laughing for a while, he stopped laughing slowly and asked, "Do you know what the scale on the target means?"

Zhao Lin had a rough idea and guessed, "A scale represents ten catties?"

Yang Lin nodded slightly, "That's right, your punch has a strength of [-] jin, and it is also the strongest existence in the martial arts competition."

"I don't know how fast you are, let's try another place."

There is one more level?
Zhao Lin was slightly taken aback, but he was quite confident in his speed, and said calmly, "Depending on the arrangement of the head of the hospital."

Under the leadership of Yang Lin, everyone moved to a courtyard in the northeast corner of the inner courtyard.

The courtyard is surrounded by high walls and the site is open, with a big tree in the middle.

An oval shape, like a gray cloth bag, hung from the branch.

Zhao Lin had good eyesight, and saw some brown-headed and black-backed hornets on the outside of the gray cloth bag, and a white spot of wasps crawling around on the waist and abdomen.

Spotted wasp?
Zhao Lin frowned, feeling uneasy in his heart.

The spotted-tailed wasp is a mutant wild bee that flies fast, is highly poisonous, and has a strong sense of revenge.

No matter who provokes them, they will not give up unless they sting the other party to death.

Yang Lin beckoned not far away, and a disciple in charge came over.

"Please order from the head of the hospital."

"Bring a three-edged sword over here."

"Yes."

The acting disciple left quickly, and after a while, returned with a thin sword.

Yang Lin took the three-edged sword, handed it to Zhao Lin, pointed to the beehives on the tree and said, "Use this sword to pick out the beehives, and when the spotted-tailed bees come out, you can kill as many as you can."

As he spoke, he stretched out two fingers, his expression turned solemn, "Two rules. First, you are not allowed to escape from this courtyard."

"Second, you can't use any exercises, just use this sword to stab these spotted-tailed wasps until you can't hold on."

"Test your hands, eyes, body and steps, understand?"

Zhao Lin took a deep breath, "Disciple understands."

After Yang Lin finished speaking, he led the people back outside the yard, leaving only Zhao Lin standing in place.

Zhao Lin glanced at the three-edged sword in his hand, and saw that the blade was extremely thin, about three feet long, with a guard, much like a foil sword used for fencing.

"Although I run fast, I can't run as fast as these winged wasps."

"However, the spirit beast map can absorb poison, so there is nothing to be afraid of, except for being stung a few times."

Thinking of this, he walked under the tree and stabbed the beehive with his sword.

hum...

The beehive exploded at once, and the spotted-tailed wasp lying on it flapped its wings and took off, shooting at Zhao Lin like raindrops. The bee needles on its tail gleamed coldly.

At the same time, spotted-tailed wasps continued to fly out of the hive.

brush!
Zhao Lin raised his sword and dropped it, and a spotted-tailed wasp fell to the ground.

But this can't stop the bar-tailed wasp's charge in the slightest, and it rushed to kill it.

Zhao Lin's figure flashed, and he swung the three-edged sword backwards, chopping down a few spotted-tailed wasps.

"Don't be surprised when things change, and know how not to turn your back on the spotted-tailed wasp, which is better than this year's new disciples!"

Hu Xuancheng, who was watching the battle, said in a low voice.

"Kong has speed but no footwork, it's a pity."

Yang Lin shook his head.

At this time, more and more spotted-tailed bees rushed through the sword net and came to the sky above Zhao Lin's head, like a black cloud.

A spotted-tailed wasp swooped down suddenly and stabbed his shoulder with its stinger.

Zhao Lin released an ultrasonic wave, locked the position of each spotted-tailed wasp, and stabbed backhand without looking back, splitting the attacker behind him in half.

But knowing the location of the spotted-tailed wasp is one thing, and being able to block it is another.

There were too many spotted-tailed wasps, and their movements were swift and violent, and their flight was not completely in a straight line. It became more and more difficult for Zhao Lin to parry.

After more than ten breaths, he only felt a pain in his waist, being stung by a spotted-tailed wasp.

His steps were chaotic, and several spotted-tailed wasps sting his neck, back, thighs, etc. again.

Zhao Lin felt numb and numb all over his body, the poison was spreading in his body along with the blood, and his hands and feet were a little uncontrollable.

But soon, the spirit beast picture in his mind flashed, sucking in the poison that turned into black smoke.

Bears, leopards, silver-winged bats... Thunder catfish, the spirits in the seven grids began to flicker at the same time, releasing white mist to swallow the black smoke.

After a while, the black smoke disappeared without a trace.

Seeing that Zhao Lin was stung seven or eight times, Hu Xuancheng looked sideways at Yang Lin, and asked, "Director, do you want to help Zhao Lin?"

Yang Lin didn't speak, but raised his right hand, hesitated and didn't move, "Wait a little longer..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that Zhao Lin's actions returned to normal, and he quickly dodged and killed the bar-tailed bee, as if nothing had happened.

Everyone was stunned.

"Head of the hospital, why is Zhao Lin alright after being stung by a spotted-tailed wasp?" asked Liu Shengnian, the oldest instructor.

Although the warriors in the blood realm have the ability to defuse the poison, the bar-tailed wasp is extremely poisonous, and it is absolutely impossible to recover so quickly.

Yang Lin pondered: "As far as I know, there is a kind of person in the world who has an anti-poison physique and is not afraid of any poison. Zhao Lin may be such a person."

"Anti-toxin constitution?"

"That's right, it's like drinking alcohol. Some people get drunk after just one sip, while others are like drinking water. It doesn't matter how much you drink."

"However, this kind of physique is rare in the world, and there is no one in a million people."

Zhao Lin released the ultrasonic wave, and listened to these words by the way, determined in his heart that he didn't need to explain himself, others would think of a reason.

There is a spirit beast map to absorb the poison, Zhao Lin has the energy and mind to deal with the spotted-tailed wasp, and gradually explores some methods.

The body kept shaking, and even if the spotted-tailed wasp touched the body, it might be shaken off, and the three-edged sword in his hand became more and more fierce, and the stabbed wasps were strung together in a string on the sword.

After about a meal, all the spotted-tailed wasps died.

Zhao Lin looked around and saw dozens of hundreds of small spirits rising up.

The ground was densely packed with bee carcasses, and some of the spotted-tailed wasps had only half of their bodies left, and they were still struggling to crawl towards Zhao Lin. It seemed that they didn't want to let him go until they died.

(End of this chapter)