Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 613 Wei Dayong is a warrior, Duan Peng is an assassin
"I lost."

Wei Dayong glanced at Duan Peng, then looked at the golden shield on his body, and admitted defeat decisively.

"Why did you lose?"

Li Yunlong was puzzled. Although Duan Peng did rely on his explosive power and speed to suppress Wei Dayong in this round, it would be reasonable to say that Wei Dayong lost at that time; but now Wei Dayong had obviously used some big move, and Duan Peng's hand could not penetrate Wei Heshang's defense, so how come Wei Dayong admitted defeat?

"That's normal. They both used ordinary methods before. Whoever opens his Qi first will lose, which means he can't hold on any longer."

He Songling nodded. This was just like the battle between Trunks and Son Goten in the World Martial Arts Tournament. Whoever turned into a Super Saiyan first would lose.

Of course, the two kids had no martial ethics and transformed into super races each, but Wei Dayong and Duan Peng were both adult men and soldiers at that, and they could take a spit as an excuse. Not to mention that their own captain and the masters from the alien world were watching them, so they couldn't do such a thing.

"There's no point in a real fight. After all, the monk has been learning from me for a long time and has received a lot of instruction from me. If we really let go and fight, Duan Peng will definitely not be his opponent. Just relying on his golden bell cover, Duan Peng may not be able to penetrate it even if he stands there for two hours. Also, they are not completely extraordinary people, but soldiers. Of course, victory or defeat will be determined by the means used on the battlefield."

"Good boy, you are really good. I lose this time. Let's try again when you have practiced for a long time."

Wei Dayong was impressed by Duan Peng at this time. His skills were really not just for fun. On the front battlefield, he might be able to play a limited role, but when it comes to lurking, assassinating, destroying local military fortresses and logistics, he is definitely an expert.

Duan Peng was also soft-hearted. If Wei Dayong wanted to bully him, he would show his fangs. Now that Wei Dayong was convinced, he felt a little embarrassed. He clasped his fists and said, "You are much stronger than me. If it weren't for Mr. He's guidance, I might not be able to hurt you even if you didn't explode."

Duan Peng was not lying. Wei Dayong's Golden Bell was improved by He Songling, and mixed with a little bit of the three-fold reverse birth. When he opened the Golden Bell, not only did Duan Peng's hand not get in, but even the wounds that were previously "pecked" by Duan Peng began to recover quickly.

The bleeding has stopped now, and the muscles are almost recovered as they move.

Duan Peng's strength was similar to that of Wei Dayong and Sun Ming. Since the strengthened Wei Dayong could kill Sun Ming in one second, even if Duan Peng relied on his agility, he could only escape at best. Defeating the enemy was something he could never imagine.

"Hey, Mr. He, what did you teach Duan Peng? Why is he so powerful all of a sudden?"

Wei Dayong knew his own strength. Not to mention that Duan Peng learned from Ma Yingtu and Cao Yanhai, even if these two stood in front of him, they might not be able to beat him now. He Songling's guidance was not in vain.

Duan Peng's speed is very fast, but when he uses all his speed, his movements and reactions to external attacks will become weaker, and he cannot completely and perfectly control every muscle and bone in his body. This is normal. If he can still achieve precise control at high speed, he must have a computer.

So normally, Duan Peng would be injured by his counterattack if he had played so fast before. He might be able to suppress the situation at the beginning, but as long as he was a little distracted, he could use his powerful Shaolin boxing to hit Duan Peng's waist or soft ribs, and the offense and defense would change immediately.

Not to mention his "lightning hand", how could it withstand such a fast and continuous burst? This must be a method taught to him by He Songling. "It's nothing great, just a little method of Qi circulation."

At He Songling's current stage, he had seen gods twice and met the real immortals. He was only one step away from becoming an immortal. No matter how long it took him to take the last step, he was indeed not far from truly becoming an immortal.

Therefore, he had already abandoned all those fancy tricks, and only used his innate eyes to sense the breath and observe the flow of Qi in the human body. If he made changes that were more in line with the way the innate Qi was transported, that aspect would be greatly enhanced.

After all, the highest point of all aliens' cultivation is to return to the innate Qi, or to use the innate Qi brought from the mother's womb. The closer to the innate, the stronger, this is an irrefutable truth under the current cultivation system of aliens.

So he casually instructed Duan Peng to change his Qi circulation method, and casually cut off and reconnected some of the Qi flow channels, which greatly improved Duan Peng's speed and explosive power. The changes he made to a person of Duan Peng's strength were no less than the changes made by Huang Daxian in the Northeast to his Qi channels.

Like seeing God.

"It's just a piece of cake for you, but for Duan Peng, it's a magical skill that he will never reach in his lifetime!" Duan Peng said as he wanted to kneel down and kowtow to He Songling. He knew the value of this thing. But he felt like there was an invisible cushion under his knees, and he couldn't kneel down.

"Don't kneel, your troops are not allowed to kneel. Also, your kneeling is very important, save it for saving your regiment commander later." He Songling glanced at Li Yunlong, and Li Yunlong said angrily: "Go away, I need this kid to kneel down and beg for help?"

"When you really need it, just don't say no."

He Songling patted Li Yunlong's shoulder calmly, then said to Duan Peng: "Little Duan, you will learn from me in the next few days. I will teach you a set of body movements that can make better use of your fast-flowing Qi, so that you won't get lost due to the rapid loss of control. You will also learn the techniques of sneaking and holding your breath."

Duan Peng and Wei Dayong have different roles. If Wei Dayong, who was born in Shaolin Temple, is a fearless warrior who fights bloody battles, then Duan Peng's kung fu is more like an assassin. Especially the Liangshan special forces formed by Li Yunlong later needed this kind of skills.

"Thank you Mr. He, thank you Mr. He!" Duan Peng was overjoyed.

"If this monk bullies you again in the future, just chop off his head in the dead of night." He Songling glanced at Wei Dayong and said meaningfully.

"Mr. He, you're joking. How can we comrades do such things?" Although Duan Peng had just arrived on his first day, Zhao Gang had already taught him his first lesson, which was the Three Disciplines and Eight Points of Attention of the Eighth Route Army. Killing comrades in the middle of the night? It was a crime punishable by execution no matter where he went.

"No, Duan Peng, just do it." Li Yunlong shook his head and said, "If you can't do it to others, just do it to him, Monk Wei. You can assassinate him every now and then. I have given you permission."

(End of this chapter)