Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 009 [The gun can't hit]

An Zehao suddenly screamed, his face pale, his legs became weak, and he kept regressing.

The girl with long hair on the wall was frightened and immediately fell off the top with a "thump", fell to the ground, hugged her head, and screamed.

"Don't eat me, don't eat me, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Shut up!"

Qin Sheng shouted softly, suppressing the screams of the two of them, and said angrily, "Don't scream, this is not a ghost, it's a residual image of the past..."

Speaking of this, I suddenly paused and stopped talking.

Past images!

The gray-haired old man who suddenly appeared was a past image?

Is this a past image like the "ghost wall" in the Forbidden City, which is left behind due to various coincidences?

For example, due to changes in the magnetic field, it is played again today like a movie?

Qin Sheng looked at the white-haired old man, as An Zehao said, floating around in the corner and moving quickly.

Subconsciously concentrate and open the superpowers of the right eye.

Suddenly, the scenery in the right eye's view quickly retreated, and the walls, willows, grounds, and pavilions all disappeared.

When the picture stopped retreating, an open space that was sunk for more than a meter and covered with gravel appeared in the right eye.

In the open space, an old man wearing a gray cloth shirt and half-white hair, his body was like a dragon and his legs were like a phantom, drifting and moving rapidly.

Although the sound was not heard, the old man kicked his legs too fast, and the whirlwinds caused circling and flying on the ground, raising pieces of gravel after pieces, and shooting out all around.

The gravel broke through the air, with the force and speed of the bullets coming out of the bore, leaving a clear trajectory in the void.

The wind is dancing wildly, raging on the spot.

Martial arts!

The change of the white-haired old man kept kicking his legs, and the fluctuation was actually a skill related to leg skills!

Qin Sheng was both surprised and happy.

He came to the "Hazed House" to find the traces of the monster.

Unexpectedly, through his right eye, he saw a white-haired old man suspected of being a martial arts master, practicing martial arts!

An Zehao said "real ghost".

It’s just that the old man with white hair is very skilled in kung fu, and the speed is too fast when using his leg technique!

Because there is no sound, Qin Sheng is like watching a silent movie.

The protagonist of the movie, a white-haired old man, used his leg skills over and over again, quickly moving and flashing in the open space.

The speed is too fast, so that only afterimages can be seen at the end of the legs.

The white-haired old man also became faintly visible, like a ghost.

Qin Sheng is crazy about it!

The pupil of the right eye automatically shrank and expanded, and it was not noticed.

Until the white-haired old man in the image used his legs until the end, he suddenly stepped on the ground from top to bottom.

on the spot!

Countless gravels were thrown into the sky and sprinkled. The soil cracked and sputtered everywhere.

As a result, the air becomes disordered, and a large amount of energy gathers to form the outline of a giant elephant, with the elephant trunk facing upwards and whistling to the sky.

The white-haired old man landed on the ground, and the ground where he stepped on it was trampled into a deep sunken pit of a half meters deep, and was covered with cracks like spider webs.

Qin Sheng even saw the white-haired old man open his mouth and yelling before he landed.

If nothing unexpected happens, it should be the name of this move.

"So, the body in front moved, and only the afterimage was left to kick the legs, all for the purpose of launching this last move?"

Qin Sheng suppressed his excitement, took a deep breath, and made a bold guess.

The power of the last kick, the moving body in front of you, and the kicking speed, was incomparable.

Qin Sheng wanted to learn, so he learned this kick. But how could he learn just by looking at the image?

The martial arts performed by the old white-haired man was not like the words on the metal sheet. Just read them out loud or recite them silently in your heart.

Without special mental methods, moves, and reference, Qin Sheng had no idea how to start.

unless……

"Well, what's going on?"

Suddenly, Qin Sheng was stunned, his right eye's superpower was closed, and an image in his mind was automatically played like a movie.

Moreover, it is slow motion, playing almost frame by frame.

The content played is not anything else, it is the scene when the old man with white haired hair that I saw just now when I used his kung fu!

"This...is this a copy of the image?"

Qin Sheng's body trembled a little, his mouth opened, and he almost screamed excitedly.

Image copy!

The right eye actually has the ability to copy or burn images!

As long as you concentrate, you can record the pictures you see, store them in your brain, and play them slowly.

This kind of playback mode, not to mention anything else, can be perfectly disassembled and placed one by one in front of Qin Sheng's "eye".

If you know the moves but have no mental methods, your strength will be greatly reduced after learning.

But it’s better than not even having the opportunity to study!

Thinking of this, Qin Sheng breathed out and his heart returned to peace.

The monster didn't find it and got a martial arts move.

Not bad too!

...

"Residual images of the past? Are they true or false?"

When An Zehao heard Qin Sheng's words, he was skeptical.

The girl with long hair was also stunned. Immediately, she remembered something and recalled, "I seemed to have heard from the old director that the land where the amusement park is located, including the surrounding area, was owned by a big landlord decades ago. That big landlord seemed to be a martial arts practitioner, with great kung fu. I heard that even a gun could not be shot!"

"Tsk, brag all the time, what kind of kung fu is so powerful that you can't even shoot a gun?"

When An Zehao heard this, he sneered and shook his head, "It must be a nonsense. The landlords and old men before the founding of the country were all human beings. They knew what methods to use to deal with the poor people under their command. It was obvious that it was scary!"

"Is that true?" The girl with long hair was confused.

"Of course, I'll tell you..."

"Okay." Qin Sheng interrupted An Zehao's continued performance and said calmly, "Since it's not a ghost, I'll leave first, you guys will chat slowly."

"Yes, I'm still at work!"

Before An Zehao could speak, the girl with long hair came back to her senses first, stuck out her tongue, looked at the camera with guilt, and smiled dryly, "Well, you guys keep playing, I have something to do, let's go first."

After talking, he patted his butt and ran out of the yard, turning a corner and disappeared.

An Zehao wanted to get a chat, but he had no chance, so he had to smile and leave with Qin Sheng.

On the road, I was chattering and despising the big landlord, the white-haired old man, who had been defeated for decades and wanted to come out to scare people.

Qin Sheng remained silent about this.

An Zehao didn't believe what the girl with long hair said, but he didn't see the complete picture of the old man who was practicing martial arts.

The remaining images are intermittent and cannot be connected together, just like a "ghost". In addition to being scary, they naturally will not be associated with kung fu.

Qin Sheng took the whole process into his right eye and believed in the strength of the white-haired old man.

It's no exaggeration to say.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next