NovelPantry Chapter 369 The potential of the human body is infinite
Chapter 369 The potential of the human body is infinite
Chapter 369 The potential of the human body is infinite
Feng Jun was hit by this terrifying blow, and his whole body flew upside down like a cannonball, hit the ground heavily, was bounced up again, rolled and hit the corner of the wall, and flew upside down 50 meters away.
The devil sneered, stretched his hand into his brain, and scratched it a few times.
"My brain feels so itchy!"
"You humans really don't have long memories!"
"When have devils ever been afraid of physical attacks?"
When the devil was speaking, its head wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon it was intact.
The devil moved again, and it raised a gust of wind.
When Feng Jun was about to fight back, he found that the devil had already rushed in front of him.
"Too fast!" Feng Jun almost gritted his teeth.
He only felt like the back of his head was being grabbed.
A life-and-death crisis erupted again.
Feng Jun could almost feel the trembling deep in his soul.
The devil grabbed the back of Feng Jun's head and pushed forward vigorously.
At the same time, the devil's head slammed forward violently.
Head hammer!
Bang!
Blood splattered!
Feng Jun's teeth were smashed and the bridge of his nose was broken!
A large stream of blood gushed out of his face.
The devil let go of his hand with a smirk, and watched Feng Jun slowly fall to the ground.
"Human beings are so fragile!"
"sad!"
The devil sneered and raised his paw, condescendingly, aiming at Feng Jun's vest.
"Fresh heart must taste good!"
The devil snapped downwards.
In the extreme death situation, a revolving lantern flashed in Feng Jun's mind.
He remembered when he was a child, standing on a plum blossom pile under the scorching sun in the green mountains and valleys, his legs trembling.
However, the grandpa holding the wooden stick looked majestic and kept beating his hands and feet to make him make the correct posture.
"Little Army!"
"No pain No gain!"
"Our Feng family's unique skills cannot be lost!"
"I know, your ideal is to be a math teacher!"
"However, before realizing your ideals, you must fulfill your responsibilities!"
"Carry forward to me what our Chinese ancestors have passed down!"
Xiao Feng Jun gritted his teeth, sweating profusely.
"Yes! Grandpa!" Xiao Fengjun gritted his teeth and struggled to support himself.
The memory image in my mind flickered again.
It was under a waterfall, the roaring water fell from a high altitude and smashed into the deep pool of water, the sound of the water was deafening.
Grandpa was naked from the upper body, showing his solid muscles, standing in the waterfall.
The current was turbulent, but Grandpa smiled calmly.
The 13-year-old Feng Jun looked at the violent water in fear, and he dared not step into it.
Grandpa laughed out loud.
"The potential of the human body is unlimited!"
"Only by facing danger again and again can you inspire your greatest potential!"
“Don’t think of waterfalls as a fear, think of them as a challenge!”
"Use your Qi!"
Grandpa smiled happily. Feng Jun finally gritted his teeth and got into the waterfall, letting the powerful water wash over his body.
Years passed by, and beside the bed, the elderly grandpa's face was pale.
"I don't have much time, and your qigong can be considered a little success."
"From now on, your power will be used to protect the village! Use it to protect everyone!"
"Remember?"
Feng Jun knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face.
"I remember! Grandpa!"
Grandpa pursed his lips and raised his hand to stroke Feng Jun's forehead.
"Don't use that move until the last moment! That move will cause great harm to the body!"
Grandpa's hand dropped suddenly, and there was a sound of crying in the room.
A picture flashed through Feng Jun's mind again.
On the frozen lake, the comrades were shivering.
"We have held on for five days! If we hold on for another day or two, we will be able to wait for support!" A thin comrade-in-arms was shaking like sifting chaff, holding on under the snowflakes all over the sky.
He gritted his teeth and resisted the cold with thin clothing and strong belief.
It was this group of poorly clad people who repelled the American invaders time after time and created impossible myths.
Obviously at the last moment, the invaders felt that they should have frozen to death long ago, and the army overwhelmed the position and surrounded them.
However, these dying soldiers seemed to come alive again suddenly, shouting and starting to fight back, knocking out the invaders and fleeing.
The counterattacks again and again finally exhausted the physical strength of the soldiers.
Finally, on that misty morning, Feng Jun woke up from the qigong meditation, only to find that there were ice sculptures all around him.
"My comrade!"
"what!"
Feng Jun seemed to have been greatly stimulated, and he roared crazily.
At this moment, Qiao Zhuang's silly smile seemed to merge with his comrades.
Feng Jun finally has no scruples!
"I'm sorry, Grandpa!"
"I'm going to use that trick!"
Feng Jun's eyes suddenly closed.
The devil's claws stopped in mid-air, and he showed a sympathetic look.
"Oh, are you so afraid of death that you're crazy!"
"It's no use calling grandpa!"
"Even if you beg for mercy, you still have to die."
"I will take your soul to hell!"
"rest in peace!"
"Stranger!"
The devil grabbed it suddenly, but Feng Jun, who was dying just now, seemed to be full of energy in an instant.
Feng Jun put his hands on the ground fiercely, broke free from the devil's feet, and disappeared in place!
The devil's claws fell heavily, piercing the metal ground, and the entire arm sank deeply into the metal.
However, it missed.
The devil looked forward in surprise, only to see the muscles on the human body writhing like a thin snake, and a hazy blue light radiated from his body.
The blue light shot straight into the sky like a spotlight!
Shock flashed in the devil's eyes.
At this moment, it seems to think of the past a hundred years ago.
"Is it the red light witchcraft again?"
The devil was lost in thought.
In his mind, an ink painting of the old Huaxia Kingdom slowly unfolded.
The picture scroll depicts things that happened more than a hundred years ago.
Gradually, the picture scroll in the devil's mind became alive, as if it had color and flesh and blood.
……
The busy street is full of people.
It was crowded with people in long robes and jackets with big braids.
The children on the pot head held the candied haws high and ran forward quickly, shouting as they ran.
"Look quickly! The fairy maiden illuminated by the red light is here!"
"They are all heroines who beat foreigners!"
The crowd surged forward like a tide, crowded both sides of the street, looking forward to it.
Suddenly there was a loud sound of firecrackers in front of the road.
All of a sudden, the gongs and drums were loud!
Red flowers are flying down all over the sky, gorgeous and floating!
The righteous man in white clothes and red cloak with red sleeves twirled the long spear in his hand, shouted loudly from time to time, and stabbed forward with the spear, posing a sharp posture.
Behind the righteous man, followed by a large group of young girls covered with red veils.
The girls are graceful, graceful, bright-eyed and full of youthful vigor.
They carried bamboo flower baskets, threw bright red peony petals into the sky, sang opera, and walked briskly.
At the end of the line, eight strong men were carrying the float.
Among the colorful flowers, there is a red ribbon stretched, and there is a grand teacher's chair on the ribbon.
A stunning woman reclined on the grand master's chair.
Just one glance at her rippling bright eyes almost captured the hearts of all the men on the street.
The woman has smooth black hair like a waterfall, wearing a red tights and a black cloak.
Loose clothes cannot hide her proud figure.
(End of this chapter)