Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 713: Wang Yaozu's reversal of eight directions is not an ordinary reversal, and Liang Ting's black tendons and soft bones are not ordinary black tendons

"You're not going to give me anything weird, are you?"

I have to say that Zhang Xuan has really grown up over the years and now knows to be wary of He Songling.

"Hey you brat."

He Songling slapped Zhang Xuan on the back of his head and said unhappily, "It's only been a few years since we last met, and you don't trust me, your big brother? Have you forgotten who rescued you from your master and allowed you to see the world and learn skills? Let me tell you, your master is still waiting for you at Mo Men!"

"It's true that you brought it out to me, but I've heard a lot about your human nature." Zhang Xuan said to He Songling bluntly.

"It's better to listen than to hear. Don't you know my human nature?"

"I know that very well. Seeing is believing. I remember someone promised to take me to see Liang Ting, the White Owl." Zhang Xuan pouted with disdain and said, "I later studied abroad for two years and inquired about the news in China. Guess what? Liang Ting was killed by you!"

Hearing this, Lu Huizhong was so happy that she rocked forward and backward, and used her elbow to poke He Songling's waist: "Great, Old He, you are popular with both men and women. How come this contestant was fooled by you abroad and is full of resentment towards you?"

"Slander, pure slander!" He Songling cried out, "Liang Ting was killed by Gao Yingcai of the Tang Clan. Liang Ting raped Gao Yingcai's daughter and killed his wife in front of him. I can't stop him from taking revenge for such a huge grudge, can I?"

"Brother He, do you think I'm a fool?" Zhang Xuan pointed to his temple. "Look at my brain. I have a double master's degree from Imperial College London and I'm studying for a doctorate. In two years, I'll graduate with a doctorate. I'm a potential scientist. Are you kidding me? What's your academic background?"

"Hey, is there anyone who cares about this or not? Someone is discriminating against people based on their academic qualifications!" This was the first time since He Songling traveled to this world that he was completely suppressed and despised when he used his academic qualifications to compete in intelligence. In the past, he would always mock others for being country bumpkins from the Qing Dynasty and saying that they only had a private school education and were not worthy of being mocked.

Now Zhang Xuan is helping him dream back to the time before he traveled through time, when he was a private art student who was looked down upon.

"Forget it, alright, I'll take responsibility for this." He Songling saw that no one came to intervene, so he could only save face:
"Originally, I wanted to bring you to meet Liang Ting and have him executed, but plans can't keep up with changes. You are doing well in your studies abroad, and your academic performance is getting better and better every year, but you should have heard about our old Zhong's situation abroad.

The Japanese invaders are coming, and the situation of the war of resistance cannot be delayed any longer. Everything else can only be based on this as the priority premise. But on this way, since Liang Ting was hit by me, he will not be able to escape and die. I am not a good person like my master, not to mention that even if my master hit Liang Ting, he would not give him a chance to live. "

"Of course." Although Zhang Xuan was a bit frivolous in small matters, he was still quite serious when it came to justice. "Back then, I just wanted to see something new and reach a new height for this White Owl. Now, looking back, it seems a bit ridiculous."

Zhang Xuan pulled casually, and a DNA-shaped chain was stretched out from his fingertips, slowly lengthening and turning into a tentacle-like chain.

"Although I have never seen Mo Jin Rou Gu in person, I think it is just a barrier. It doesn't matter whether you see it or not. Only after I came out did I realize how big this world is. In the beginning, our group was guarding a small piece of sky as small as the mouth of a bowl."

"You don't have to belittle yourself." He Songling expressed his objection to Zhang Xuan's words. "First of all, the aliens all over the world are in isolation and can't keep up with the development of ordinary human social science. It's not just our Lao Zhong alien circle, but also Western magicians, North American witch priests, and the voodoo and head magic group in Southeast Asia, including the aliens who worship evil gods on some islands, all of which have begun to lag behind the technology of ordinary humans.

Secondly, the Ink Tendon Soft Bone is indeed the same as you thought, and it is not higher than the thing in your hand, but Liang Ting’s Ink Tendon Soft Bone is different.”

Just as Wang Yaozu's Eight Directions Reversal is very different from the ordinary Eight Directions Reversal performed on the ground, and the elderly Li Muxuan's Eight Directions Reversal is far superior to Wang Yaozu, Liang Ting's "Black Tendons and Soft Bones" are no longer the original thing.

Wang Yaozu could perform the "Wang Style Reversal of Eight Directions", so Liang Ting's strength was only higher than Wang Yaozu's, and Liang Ting was not simply a big dumb guy with brute force, but also had deep meaning in every move. The so-called grandmaster of the two schools of mechanical devices and talismans, since he was the grandmaster of the two schools, naturally his insights into the two schools were incomparable to ordinary people.

He not only "knows", "masters" and "masters" the abilities of these two sects, but also thinks deeply about them and studies them to develop his own ideas. Otherwise, Liang Ting would not have been able to kill everyone in his sect, including the sect leader, when he was a teenager.

"That's probably it..."

Although He Songling did not refine the mechanisms and magic weapons in advance, he has now become an immortal, so it is not difficult for him to make the fake into the real.

Using the innate means that he had used back then, he drew in the air, based on his understanding of the routes of Liang Ting's internal Qi flow and mechanisms, something like a mouse tail that had been lengthened countless times. Then, with a "click", it fell from the air onto Zhang Xuan's head.

Zhang Xuan was quick-witted and extended two mechanisms from his back to take down the disgusting tentacle, holding it in his hands and examining it carefully. He couldn't see anything at first, until he injected Qi into it, and then he suddenly felt a burst of light in front of his eyes.

"call!"

The mechanical tentacle, which was originally only about 1.3 meters long, suddenly grew longer and in an instant exceeded 8 meters. And in Zhang Xuan's perception, if he continued to infuse Qi into his body, it would grow even longer.

"I see." If Zhang Xuan were now put back into Lao Zhong's circle of extraordinary people, he would be considered a grandmaster in the machinery industry. After a little thought, he understood the power of this thing.

"The materials and pathways have been improved, and the elongation, hardness, and even sharpness of this thing can be controlled by the amount of Qi injected."

Zhang Xuan said, and with a flick of his hand, the "soft bone" on his hand immediately became straight, becoming a hard "ink tendon", harder than fine steel. And as the Qi body flows on it, it can even turn freely. Zhang Xuan flicked his hand casually, and the ink tendon soft bone that was originally parallel to the ground turned a 90-degree angle and pierced straight into the ground.

"What a good thing! Controlling this thing consumes very little energy and spirit. This should be the credit of the talisman, right? How can he integrate the talisman with the mechanism? He is a genius, absolutely a genius."

(End of this chapter)