My life in Tokyo

"But there are exceptions, such as Meiyu." Ma Jianxing suddenly said.

"Eh, me?"

Miu was surprised.

"Yes, Meiyu, you may not know that when you first sensed the Qi, you had already started using it!" Ma Jianxing said.

Miyu really knew nothing about this. She opened the door to the martial arts world on the day her mother died.

Her memory of what happened that day was very vague.

"Sword Star!" Misaki Yuesi Qiuyu no longer smiled and reminded in a low voice.

Ma Jianxing then realized that he had let the cat out of the bag, and found that the other experts didn't want to continue this topic, so he laughed and said, "I made a mistake, Meiyu, don't mind it!"

Miyu would naturally not be fooled like this. She kept asking questions and even glared at her grandfather who loved her the most.

finally,

Everyone still couldn't persuade her, so they could only glare at Ma Jianxing and explain.

It turns out that Fenglinsi Miu has a past that Lin Yuansheng never knew. Her mother died at the hands of her father on the snowy mountains, and her father betrayed Liangshanpo and plunged into the [darkness].

It was on that day that Miu opened the door to the world of martial arts.

Because she witnessed her mother die at the hands of her father, she hated her father, and because of this hatred, she sensed the Qi.

But her memory also came to an abrupt end.

“The division between movement and stillness is only the most crude definition of the nature of Qi. Qi will produce different reactions due to the different personalities of each person.”

"Apache and Zhixu are both warriors of movement, but their auras are fundamentally different."

Akiu Misakikoshi Temple gave two people as examples.

They are both warriors.

Apache's aura seemed exceptionally pure, like a tranquil lake, whereas Nigui Zhixu's aura seemed much more active, carrying his own unique mark of passion.

So a warrior can understand a martial artist's personality by sensing his qi?

Personality affects qi.

"What about me?" Miyu asked impatiently.

She has a gentle personality, which is highly compatible with static martial arts, but she chose to become a dynamic warrior. And to this day, the masters of Liangshanpo are still unwilling to let her release her energy to fight.

"The energy formed according to personality has different properties."

These words came from the mouth of the elder of Liangshanpo who was sitting upright like a mountain. He looked at his granddaughter and said, "Meiyu, because of your anger and hatred that day, the nature of your Qi has changed."

"To this day, your aura still carries the anger and hatred from that day."

"And crazy murderous intent."

"This is why we don't want you to release your Qi. Once you release your Qi, your body will no longer be controlled by you. Instead, it will be controlled by the killing intent."

"And to this day, I have not seen a second example of it."

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The pain could not conceal the murderous intent boiling in Lin Yuansheng's chest.

He felt the wonderful sensation of electric current running through his cells. In this wonderful feeling, his sensory nerves seemed to be blocked, and even the pain from various parts of his body was weakened a lot.

A new force surged within the body.

But it is still too weak.

He is no match for the demi-human Sato.

How can a martial artist who can merely sense the Qi be a match for a special-grade cursed spirit?

too weak!

Lin Yuansheng was angry at his own weakness.

"give it to me!"

Lin Yuansheng heard a voice in his head. It was his own voice, hoarse and extremely crazy.

The voice did not say what to give him, but the anger that came from the same source made Lin Yuansheng agree without any hesitation.

The Twin Towers at this moment,

When the demi-human Sato looked at the young man whose chest was crushed by a boulder weighing several tons and whose face was abnormally blue and purple, the smile on his face became more and more crazy. Perhaps it was also a kind of pleasure to watch this enemy die in a desperate struggle.

But the next moment, he saw dust splashing.

boom! !

The huge rock exploded with a loud bang, and dust quickly filled the enclosed space.

"Death struggle!" The demi-human Sato sneered. With his current eyesight and reaction speed, he could easily capture the trajectory of Lin Yuansheng's movements in the dust where the visibility was less than 20 centimeters.

He looked around and heard a whistling sound, so he raised his fist and punched forward.

Bang! !

What was whizzing towards them was actually a huge rock weighing hundreds of pounds.

He blasted the stone into pieces, but after the smoke and dust, a ghostly figure rose from the ground. The face could not be seen clearly, only the pair of eyes shining with scarlet light.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! !

The demihuman Sato heard countless sounds breaking through the air, and when he looked up, he saw countless sharp pieces of iron coming from all directions.

Every piece of iron was rolled with fierce flames, like a meteorite from outer space.

"Flame Killer·Rainstorm!"

Like hell, hoarse whispers filled with murderous intent echoed in the ears of the demihuman Satou.

Chapter 127: The Origin of the Subhumans

The blazing fire is the killing fire, and the torrent of rain is the water.

Water and fire do not mix.

But in Lin Yuansheng's hands at this moment, he actually perfectly integrated the two conflicting sword moves, taking the strengths of both and making up for their weaknesses.

Flame Killer - Torrential Rain.

It has both brutal killing power and the ability to attack in a group without any loopholes. Even if Lin Yuansheng still had consciousness, he would be shocked. Even if he was in his prime, he would never be able to perform such moves.

What controls his body now is the boiling murderous instinct in this body.

The Killing Instinct was no different in strength and skill than Lin Yuansheng taking over the body himself, but it was able to exert every bit of strength to the extreme.

There is no pain, no fear, only the most primitive instinct to kill the enemy!

The demi-human Sato suddenly slammed his palms together, creating a surging pressure like a category eight hurricane. Most of the iron pieces were blown away by the strong wind, but some still escaped and hit him.

The iron pieces carried extremely high temperatures and cut the skin beneath his ragged clothes.

As an immortal sub-human, he had long been accustomed to pain and would not be affected by it. But when he raised his head again, he found that Lin Yuansheng had disappeared.

"Escape?"

He couldn't believe it.

Based on his understanding of Lin Yuansheng, the two of them knew each other well as rivals. He knew that the other party was proud by nature and would never flee from the battlefield.

The demi-human Sato would never believe that Lin Yuansheng would be afraid and run away.

He narrowed his eyes, chased after Lin Yuansheng, and soon saw the other party's back running wildly, but the next scene was even more incomprehensible to him.

Lin Yuansheng slammed on the brakes in front of the huge pillar, clenched his fists, and hit the pillar frantically.

Under his brute force, the reinforced concrete pillars cracked like spider webs and spread upward and downward.

"You're crazy!" Ahuman Sato looked grim.

This pillar is the load-bearing column of the twin towers. If we are not careful, this skyscraper hundreds of meters high will become a dangerous building.

Lin Yuansheng turned around, looked at him coldly, and finally punched the center of the pillar.

With a loud bang, the pillar collapsed.

The demihuman Sato, who was originally running wildly, felt the ground shaking and imbalance slightly, and subconsciously slowed down his steps.

Even he would not dare to be arrogant and be safe and sound at an altitude of several hundred meters.

If this building collapses, it will not just be a fall of hundreds of meters from a height, but nearly hundreds of thousands of tons of building mass will collapse.

When masters fight, there is no room for hesitation.

While he was weighing the pros and cons, Lin Yuansheng had already rushed over. As the energy boiled in his body, his strength and speed once again surpassed the limits of the human body. Every punch and kick carried a tremendous force, and he unleashed it without reservation.

On the contrary, the demi-human Sato was restrained at this time.

Part of his attention was always on the unbalanced building. Every time he and Lin Yuansheng exchanged punches and kicks, the building would shake, and he would subconsciously control his strength.

But just because he can control it doesn’t mean Lin Yuansheng can control it.

Especially Lin Yuansheng at this time.

The demi-human Sato could feel the opponent's crazy fighting style and his growing strength. Although this strength was still not as strong as his, the opponent's ability to use the environment and strength to the extreme.

And an attitude of completely giving up defense and not fearing pain and death.

There was also an inhuman expression on the other person's face, only cold murderous intent like a machine.

All this completely shocked him.

"interesting."

The demi-human Sato heard Ryomen Sukuna's voice.

The cursed king that was parasitic in his body was also observing Lin Yuansheng through his senses.

"Enough!!" Demihuman Sato didn't want to waste any more time.

He suddenly stretched out one arm and knocked Lin Yuansheng out.

But Lin Yuansheng took advantage of the impact, turned over to dissipate the force, and then kicked the wall hard. He smashed towards the demi-human Sato like a cannonball, hugged his waist, smashed the floor tiles with a loud bang, and fell to the next floor.

The two men fought like savage ancient beasts, and the entire building shook.

The demi-human Sato also gave up the idea of ​​controlling his strength.

Even if he would be buried by hundreds of thousands of tons of building and never see the light of day, he would kill Lin Yuansheng first!

Boom boom boom! !

It was like an explosion, continuous and endless.

"Boss, did you hear any noise?"

Vodka, who was hiding in a room on the fourteenth floor, said worriedly.

He was staring at the shaking ceiling and the chandelier that was swaying slightly but could not stop.

As a Japanese,

Avoiding earthquakes has become an instinct, but if it is an earthquake, then the shaking has lasted too long, hasn't it?

He could even feel the constant high-frequency vibrations of the floor and the faint cracks appearing on the walls, which made him not want to stay here any longer.

"Stop talking!" Gin glared at him.

In the room, organization member Cohen was comforting the frightened Chianti. Gin glanced around with a gloomy face, and his cell phone still had no signal.

He didn't dare leave the room without permission and could only wait for this unexpected disaster to end.

Compared to Gin and others on the lower floors,

The Isayama sisters, Kidd and others, who were closer to the battlefield, had a clearer understanding.

They have arrived at the location of the survivors and are rescuing Mao Lilan and others from the white cocoons one by one, but these people have fallen into a deep coma and cannot wake up no matter how they are called.

"What should I do? What should I do?"

Even Conan, who has the quickest wit, was getting anxious.